We are all reborn, of course we have to overthrow it and start over again to take the whole family f

Three days later.

"Madam, the Marquis finally sold the Stone Mill Manor in the eastern suburbs. The manor has more than a hundred acres of good farmland and a small river running through it. The land is extremely fertile. There are more than thirty tenants in the manor, and there is also an orchard in the back mountain, which is also packaged and sold."

Nanny Zhao was smiling happily as she reported the results of the battle to Yun.

"Well, have they all been taken? Has any news leaked out?"

"No, I took a few detours and used a brokerage firm, but the Marquis didn't know. Moreover, I used some tricks to lower the price to a very low level. The Marquis was in urgent need of money, so he had to bear the pain and sell it."

"Yeah." Yun nodded in satisfaction. This time, she tried her hand at it, and although she didn't kill the scumbag, she also made him bleed a lot, which met her expectations.

Green Branch Lane.

From a small, nameless courtyard with two entrances, intermittent moans of a woman could be heard, and from time to time, there was an awful scream.

In a room that was decorated quite elegantly, there was a very incongruous smell that was neither smelly nor stinky, and so disgusting that it could make people vomit out the smell of leftover food.

Xiahou Wenyuan and Xiahou Zi'an covered their noses with their hands, the smell was too overpowering.

This strange (stinky) smell came from Lu Meimei who was lying on the couch.

It took Xiahou Wenyuan three days to sell a farm and borrow money at high interest rates. He finally raised enough money to compensate the Yun family and get Lu Meimei out of prison.

She was beaten with a board, and her entire buttocks and thighs were red and swollen, with some parts even bloody.

She had delicate skin and tender flesh, and the wounds were not treated with medicine in time. As time went by, the wounds became ulcerated and smelled bad.

She was also a foul-mouthed person who insulted and mocked the jailer, and was transferred to a very dark and smelly cell by the jailer.

When she was taken out, not only was she extremely dirty and smelly, but she also had lice and bedbugs on her body, as well as wounds from bedbug bites. It was extremely disgusting.

"Ouch, you little bitch, why can't you be gentler? It hurts me so much."

As soon as the medicine was applied on her body, Lu Meimei felt so painful that she couldn't stand it. The maid who was cleaning and applying the medicine on her body hit her hard.

The maid was beaten, but she did not dare to stop applying the medicine in her hand and continued to apply it to her with tears in her eyes.

Fortunately, Lu Meimei hadn't eaten well for a few days, and after that big hit on the cunt, she was too weak to hit anyone anymore.

The maid suffered a loss, and although she dared not speak out, it was noticed that after she was no longer able to hit anyone, she used hidden strength on the hand that was applying the medicine.

After a few times, Lu Meimei couldn't stand it anymore. Her eyes were bloodshot, her eyeballs almost popped out of her sockets, and she wailed and cursed with her teeth bared.

"That bitch Yun is plotting against me. Ah - I want her to die! Die!!!"

The sounds became more and more miserable. Xiahou Zi'an's knuckles turned white from clenching his fists. He knelt down in front of Xiahou Wenyuan.

"Dad, Yun seems to know something. She is trying to kill me. Today it's my mother, and tomorrow it might be my child. I don't know if my child can live to see the imperial examination next year.

It's a pity that I have studied hard for more than ten years, and I have a belly full of classics and theories, but I may not have the opportunity to pass the imperial examination and bring honor to the Marquis's mansion, wuwuwuwu..."

He cried so heartbreakingly, as if the honor of winning the top three places in the imperial examinations was definitely his, but it was a pity that he would die tomorrow and the light of hope for the Marquis' Mansion would be extinguished.

To bring glory to the Marquisate and return to the peak is the knot in Xiahou Wenyuan's heart. It is the highlight moment he dreams of achieving.

He did not hesitate to take advantage of the Yun family's property and spent a lot of money on Lu Meimei and her son. He also saw the boy's amazing talent and believed that he could help him resolve his worries.

Think about this time, Yun Shi calmly forced him to vomit out all the food he had eaten over the years. And behind her was a prestigious and favored Taifu Mansion. If she knew about Zi'an's existence, that possibility...

No, we can't let that happen, never.

He gritted his teeth, and a decision loomed in his heart.

More than a month later, in the main courtyard of the Marquis' Mansion.

These days, Shihua has grown very fast. Before she was even a hundred days old, she could sit up on her own. Her favorite thing to do now is to grab Xunyou's brush and scribble on paper.

"Mom, I found a good pen and I'm going to give it to my sister."

Xunyou came back from school, holding a pen happily, and handed the broken pen with the bristles peeled off to Shihua as if he was presenting a treasure.

Hahaha……

Xunyou's actions caused everyone to laugh.

This "good pen" has a strange appearance, with a waxy, dry pen tube. Apart from having a somewhat rustic feel, there is nothing good about it.

The hairs on the pen tip were all gone, dry and rough, and it seemed to be irritated, baring its teeth and bursting out in all directions.

Looking at this "good pen", Cuizhi stopped altering a bright red brocade dress she was wearing (it was for Shihua to wear at her hundred-day banquet, and it was a little big in one place, so Cuizhi altered it), and smiled secretly with her hands covering her mouth, and Liuxiang and Liubi also smiled secretly.

"You'er, where did this pen come from? What's so good about it? Why didn't I see it?" Yun looked at the pen and asked what everyone wanted to ask.

"Mom, I...I..." Xunyou looked at the pen in his hand, and his little face suddenly changed from excitement to sadness.

How come Fei Si, when he picked it up, it was shining with gold.

When Shihua saw Bald Pen, she felt like she was seeing a relative. A familiar breath came to her face. In everyone's eyes, Bald Pen was flowing with a trace of fresh green spirit and exuding the light of life.

Xunfeng!

A name suddenly popped up in Shihua's mind. This was Xunfeng's Qiankun Pen.

How did the Qiankun Pen become so ugly?

Xunyou was so embarrassed when he saw Baobei’s happy expression that he was about to throw the pen away, but was grabbed by Shihua.

"Don't throw it away, Huahua likes it."

Shihua's fat little hand grasped the skinny pen. She instinctively injected a bit of spiritual energy into it, and the whole pen was like an awakened elf.

At this time, Liu Siyuan, a little boy from Shangshu Mansion, had turned his schoolbag upside down, and the items in the bag were scattered all over the floor with a "ping pong" sound.

"Hey, why isn't there?"

"Master, what are you looking for?" The personal servant had never seen his master so anxious.

"Where is my pen? How come it's gone? It was clearly still there when I was in school." Liu Siyuan muttered, his full, round forehead covered with beads of sweat.

ah--

When the servant heard that the pen was missing, he hurried to help look for it. Losing money is not a big deal, but if the life is lost, the few of them who followed him would be killed or skinned alive by the master.

The young man was born weak and was very difficult to raise. Once, he caught a cold in the spring and fell ill, nearly dying.

The old lady cried bitterly and knelt down to pray to the heaven, wishing to exchange ten years of her own life for her grandson's safety.

Maybe it was because the old lady was sincere, or maybe it was because the young master was not destined to die, but the next day on his way back from court, the master met a crazy old Taoist priest who was about to be beaten to death by a group of thugs, and he saved the old Taoist priest.

To thank him for saving his life, the old Taoist gave the master a broken pen, saying that as long as he kept the pen with him, he would be safe.

After returning home, the master stuffed the broken pen into the young man's hand.

Just as the Taoist said, the young man's condition gradually improved after he put on the broken brush. Although he was still a little weak, he was no longer in the condition that he would collapse at any time.

Now that his life force is lost, that young master...

The servant didn't dare to think about it anymore and continued to look for a pen.

Whatever you fear will come true. The servant didn't find the pen, but heard a scream of "Ah" and Liu Siyuan fell to the ground, unconscious.