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  Chapter 52 051 [Blood from the knife]

   "However, it is said that Guo Jingyi's army was surrounded by the fourth Mongolian prince Tuo Lei in the valley. In the past, I said, but now the enemies are about to see each other on the battlefield..."

"Torei immediately swung his sword, raised his arm and shouted: 'Guo Jing, you are already invincible, and because of the love in the past, as long as you lead the crowd to surrender, I can recommend you to be a vanguard general. Don't think about reinforcements anymore, Zuo Jin Song The army has surrendered, and you have all been betrayed by the officials of Song State!' When the rebel army first heard about this, their hearts were ashamed, and there was a sign of the collapse of the entire army..."

"'Don't lie, disturb our army's morale!' I saw Guo Jing soaring into the air, stomping on the shoulders of the soldiers and sweeping forward, he had already entered the Mongolian army with a flick of his fingers. The sound of the dragon chant resounded through the valley, and dozens of Mongolian cavalrymen turned their backs on their backs..."

  In the yard, Zhao Han lay down on a chair and dozed off.

  Fei Chun still played the guest role of storyteller, reading the latest chapter frothingly, while Fei Ruhe sat there listening mesmerizingly.

  After reading the first chapter, Fei Ruhe suddenly stretched out his palms and shouted, "You will regret eating my Kanglong!"

"what!"

  Fei Chun held the manuscript in one hand, covered his chest with the other, jumped up high and then fell down: "Good...good skill...uh..."

   "Huh!"

   Fei Ruhe pressed his palms down slowly, exhaling to close his power.

  Fei Chun smiled and got up: "Master, does it look like I died this time?"

   "Death is not miserable enough to show my skill of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms." Fei Ruhe shook his head to express his disgust.

  Fei Chun raised the stick again: "Master, please teach me how I do with the dog-beating stick."

  Fei Ruhe immediately raised his saber and began to fight with Shutong.

  It's a pity that there is a huge disparity in strength. Fei Chun only hit two sticks before being kicked flying by Fei Ruhe.

  Fei Chun clutched his stomach and crawled up. This time it was really uncomfortable, and flattered him: "Young master is very skilled, this is probably the iron broom kick of the beggar gang!"

  Fei Ruhe stood with his hands behind his back, proudly said: "This is the Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Leg of Peach Blossom Island."

   "Someone is here, Miss is committing suicide! Someone is here..."

   At this moment, shouts came from the yard next door.

  Zhao Han, who was taking a nap, suddenly got up from his chair: "Go and have a look!"

  Fei Ruhe said: "It's my eldest sister's side."

  Too lazy to go out and make a detour, Zhao Han and Fei Ruhe went straight to the partition wall of the inner courtyard. The courtyard wall was as high as one person, and with the momentum of their charge, they easily climbed up the wall, turned over and fell to the other side of the courtyard wall.

  Fei Chun followed suit, and couldn't get up halfway up the climb, so he could only jump down and make a detour.

   "What's wrong?" Fei Ruhe asked while running.

   Xiyue yelled in the room: "Miss hanged herself and was saved by me!"

  Zhao Han rushed into the house first, and saw that the red silk was still hanging on the beam, and Fei Rulan sat beside him in silence.

  Fei Ruhe asked in surprise: "Eldest sister, what are you doing?"

  Fei Rulan just shed tears, lowered her head and said nothing.

  Zhao Han turned around and asked the servant girl, "Sister Xiyue, tell me the details."

The master died, and the servant girl couldn't please her. Xiyue said with lingering fear: "The old master sent someone to call the lady over, but I don't know what he said. The lady came back with a bad face. The lady asked me to get a bowl of brown sugar **** soup. I went out and ordered Mother-in-law, then I saw the young lady hanged herself."

  The facts are clear, Zhao Han feels sick for a while!

  At this moment, the maids and women in the inner courtyard also rushed over after hearing the news, and they were too surprised to speak when they saw the situation.

   "Like a crane!" Zhao Han shouted.

   "What?" Fei Ruhe turned around.

  Zhao Han said: "Madam has not been gone for long, maybe just passed Hekou Town. You and Fei Chun, take a boat to chase immediately!"

   "Good!" Fei Ruhe suddenly came to his senses.

   During this conversation, I don't know who is the master and who is the servant, but Fei Ruhe immediately followed suit.

   "This is the inner courtyard of the young master, you can't go in!"

  Suddenly Mo Xiang's scolding sound came from outside, and Dong Fu and other maidservants went out to check the situation.

  Zhao Han said to Xiyue: "Look at Miss, don't let her do stupid things again."

   "Yeah, yeah." Xiyue nodded repeatedly.

  Zhao Han ran out quickly, only to see a group of strange house slaves standing at the gate of the inner courtyard, blocked by Mo Xiang and his men.

   Before Fei Ruhe had time to leave, he asked, "What are you guys doing here?"

  A house slave replied: "We heard that something happened to Miss, so we came over together to take a look. It seemed that someone shouted that Miss committed suicide just now, but it's true..."

"fart!"

  Fei Ruhe immediately interrupted, angrily said: "This is the inner courtyard of Jingxingyuan, you are all servants of Gongbeiyuan, how dare you step into this place!"

  The house slave said with a smile on his face: "Young Master, we also obey orders, Miss Ruo...we can help with the funeral."

"Yeah!"

  Fei Ruhe was trembling with anger: "You are not dead yet, so you are thinking about the funeral, grandpa will arrange the funeral for you today!"

   Fei Ruhe raised his saber to slash, but Zhao Han stretched out his hand to hold him back.

  Zhao Han ordered: "I'll just come and watch over here, and you go and chase Madam back immediately."

  Fei Ruhe thought for a while and said, "Okay!" Then he ordered Fei Chun, "Follow me!"

   "Leave the knife," Zhao Han said.

  Fei Ruhe threw the knife to Zhao Han, raised his hand to push away the house slaves, and rushed towards the pier with Fei Chun.

   Those house slaves didn't dare to stop them, and after Fei Ruhe left, they couldn't help asking: "Missy is really alright?"

  Zhao Han sneered: "Do you want to come in and take a look?"

   "Let's take a look." Those house slaves really wanted to break in.

   Yingchun followed Lou back to her mother's house, and Dong Fu was in charge of the affairs of the inner courtyard.

  Dong Fu stretched out his arms to stop him, and shouted coquettishly, "I'll see who dares to intrude!"

  Mo Xiang quietly slipped out from the back door, and ran to Zhongqin Yuan to gather his servants.

  Those house slaves are the confidantes of the old man, and they are used to domineering. Seeing that Fei Ruhe was not there, they actually dared to force their way in, and the leader pushed Dong Fu away.

   "Looking for death!"

  Zhao Han suddenly slashed out with a knife, cutting off three of his fingers on the spot.

   "Ah, my hand, my hand!" Two fingers fell to the ground, and one finger was still attached to the skin. The house slave covered his hands and fell to the ground, rolling and crying at the gate of the inner courtyard.

  Zhao Han stood with a knife in his hand, and looked at everyone: "Who will try again!"

  No matter which house slaves in the yard, they were all scared to death at this moment.

   No one dared to enter, or even leave, and stood there waiting for Zhao Han to leave.

   After a moment of stalemate, Mo Xiang arrived with the servants of Zhongqinyuan and blocked the troublemaker house slaves in Gongbeiyuan.

  Zhao Han immediately ordered: "Tie them up and wait for Madam to come back!"

  Dong Fu said in a low voice: "Brother Han, these are from the courtyard of the old man and old lady."

  Zhao Han sneered: "I don't care which courtyard he is in. Trespassing in the inner courtyard of Jingxingyuan is breaking the rules. Could it be that the old man and the old lady sent them to trespass in the lady's boudoir?"

  This hat is so big that the old man Fei Yuanyi can't refute it even in person.

  Zhao Han then asked again: "Who sent you here?"

  The house slaves did not dare to answer because their hats had already been taken off.

Zhao Han shouted loudly: "The old man and the old lady are kind and benevolent, how could they give such a vile and rude order? These evil slaves must have made their own decisions. They bullied us Jing Xingyuan, and they have squatted on top of us Shit, let's talk about it, can you let it go easily?"

"cannot!"

  The servants of the Zhongqin Academy who had just arrived did not know the truth at all. They were filled with righteous indignation at the moment they were told, and they all roared in unison.

  Zhao Han took the opportunity to order: "Tie them all up, and no one will let them go until Madam returns!"

  Zhao Han doesn't have any management positions in Jingxingyuan, so he can't order anyone around. But at this moment, no matter the inner court or the outer court, they subconsciously obey Zhao Han's orders.

  In the blink of an eye, the troublemaker house slave was tied up.

   Mrs. Ling also came over after hearing the news, she was shocked and shouted: "Quickly release them, they are all from the old man's yard."

  Dong Fu sneered: "Excuse me, which courtyard does Mrs. Ling belong to? You can come here to make decisions."

  Madam Ling was speechless, stepped back in embarrassment, and quietly ran to report to the old lady.

  Zhao Han continued to order the servants of the Zhongqinyuan to **** the slaves to the woodshed. Guard in groups of three, guard on duty, and take responsibility. If there is any situation, please report immediately.

   Then, let the maids in the inner courtyard take turns to accompany the eldest lady to prevent Fei Rulan from seeking death again.

  After some instructions, everyone performed their duties, while Zhao Han sat at the gate of the inner courtyard with a knife in hand.

  Everyone dispersed, only Fei Rumei and Zhao Zhenfang were left.

   "Why don't you go? Go talk to Missy." Zhao Han said.

  Zhao Zhenfang worshiped: "Second brother, you were so majestic just now."

  Fei Rumei also said: "Yes, everyone listened to you, but cutting hands with a knife is scary. There was a lot of blood, and I was terrified."

  Zhao Han asked: "Second Miss, don't you care about my sister?"

  Fei Rumei said: "I just stayed with my sister for a while, but she just cried and didn't talk to me."

   "Go quickly, or the eldest lady will seek death again." Zhao Han threatened.

  Fei Rumei was really frightened: "Then...then I'm going to accompany my sister, you stay here and don't let the bad guys come in."

  The two little girls quickly ran into the inner courtyard.

   Not long after, the servant of the Zhongqin Academy reported that the old man had sent his confidants to lead the people.

  Zhao Han rushed there immediately, and before he entered the courtyard, he heard a servant yelling arrogantly: "Let him go quickly, he has the guts of a bear, even the old man dares to detain him!"

   The servants of Zhongqinyuan dare not speak, and at the same time dare not release them.

  Madam Ling quickly smoothed things over with a smile: "It's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, just let him go."

   "Clang!"

  Zhao Han drew his knife and walked into Zhongqin Yuan, scolding: "If you don't speak clearly, no one will leave today!"

  The confidant of the old man looked at Zhao Han, frowned and asked, "Who is this?"

  Madam Ling explained: "Young Master's adoptive son."

  The ordinary adoptive son is a house slave!

The man immediately sneered: "As a slave, you should act like a slave. We came here at the master's order, and even if the young master was in front of us, we wouldn't dare to speak like this! Come on, give this short-sighted **** to you!" Lord, I will give you a good beating!"

  Zhao Han continued to advance with a knife, and the house slave on the opposite side rushed forward with a stick.

"when!"

  Splitting the stick with a knife, Zhao Han slashed it obliquely, and the thumb of the house slave holding the stick was cut off.

  The man clasped his arms and screamed, scaring the rest of the slaves from coming forward.

   Didn’t do anything like this. House slaves use sticks at most when they fight, how can they see blood when they come up?

  Mrs. Ling hid in the house in fright, for fear that Zhao Han would go crazy and suddenly stab her too.

   "Since you're here, don't leave in a hurry," Zhao Han ordered, "Tie them all up and throw them into the woodshed for custody!"

   The servants of Zhongqinyuan cheered in unison, and they all took ropes to tie people up. Anyway, even if something happened, Zhao Han would stand in front of it.

  The second group of house slaves who made trouble, looked at the blood-dripping knife in Zhao Han's hand, but none of them dared to resist, honestly waiting to be **** and sent to the woodshed.

  (end of this chapter)