The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

Mrs. Zheng has been sitting in the wing, crying and crying, sad and sad, but when she heard people outside shouting that the second master is leaving the house, Mrs. Zheng did not say that she would go out to see her son.

The old patriarch sighed.

Mrs. Zheng: "Are you satisfied now?"

The old patriarch: "Are you complaining about me?"

Mrs. Zheng: "I blame myself, it's me who is useless as a mother. I can't protect my son. I have no face to meet him."

"Pull it down," Zhao Lingyun said, standing outside the door: "You are afraid that Zhao Lao Er begs you to help him. You can't help him. If Zhao Lao Er asks another question, why don't you see him when he breaks his leg? Mother, how do you want to explain to Lao Er Zhao?"

The old patriarch did not react, and said, "Explain what?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Explain what? She is afraid of the people from the Imperial City Department, so she dare not go out of the house."

Mrs. Zheng exhausted all her strength, and shouted at the eldest son outside the door: "Go away!"

Zhao Lingyun spread his hands, "I just came to tell you, I'm going back. I'd like to say hello, you turn around and tell people everywhere that I'm not filial to you."

"Get out!" Mrs. Zheng shouted.

Zhao Lingyun: "Let me say one last sentence, Zhao Lao Er's big son, please take care of it, and if the adult is not there, don't let a few small ones be wronged."

Mrs. Zheng looked at Zhao Lingyun with straight eyes.

Zhao Lingyun: "The family affairs of the second child of Zhao have nothing to do with me. I have said that. Don't turn back to Qingbaotang if there is something else. You make people trouble me."

Mrs. Zheng: "Are you going to get out of here?"

"Go," Zhao Lingyun patted the door frame, turned and left.

"Look at him, look at him!" Mrs. Zheng complained to the old patriarch.

The old patriarch said: "You have been sitting in the house because you are afraid?"

Mrs. Zheng was anxious, "Do you want me to be a womanly man in these matters? I am a dead husband, but do I have no son?"

"You are using me," Zhao Lingyun's voice came from outside the door.

"Get out of here!" Mrs. Zheng shouted so loudly.

Seeing Mrs. Zheng's face turned from red to white, everyone sitting on the chair was paralyzed. The old patriarch felt bad and couldn't let Zhao Lingyun go on. If this guy makes his mother mad, then the saint can't protect him.

The old patriarch stood up and arched his hand at Mrs. Zheng, and the old man hurried out of the house. At the door, Zhao Lingyun was still listening to the movement in the wing with his ears erected. The old patriarch wanted to step forward and grab the person's ears, kick this person's ass, and drive this person away.

"Master," Calabash shouted from outside the porch.

Zhao Lingyun and the old patriarch looked in the direction the gourd was pointing, and saw Zhao Anyang's five-bedroom concubine room and Zhao Qi all standing there at the side door on the left.

Seeing Zhao Qi, the old patriarch's face suddenly sank and said, "Why did you bring Brother Qi here?"

Qiuwen, who was standing near the door, ran into the wing. Not long after, Mrs. Zheng was supported by her and walked out of the wing.

Standing in the porch, looking at Zhao Qi who was standing at the side door, Mrs. Zheng directly cursed: "This bunch of bitches!"

"What?" Zhao Lingyun didn't understand.

Mrs. Zheng: "Where are those little girls? How come these **** let Brother Qi'er come over?"

Zhao Lingyun first felt that his mother's words were not good, Zhao Qi is Zhao Anyang's son, then Zhao Wei, the bastard, is not Zhao Anyang's son? They are all Zhao Anyang’s sons, so why do you curse so badly?

"Where are those?" Zhao Lingyun said, "Isn't there another brother Ling? Brother Ling is only two years old this year, so he brought him here. What can a two-year-old kid know?"

"You don't understand anything!" Mrs. Zheng rushed to Zhao Lingyun.

Scared Zhao Qi's concubine out of illness, can these concubines find a better future for their son? Zhao Lingyun was a man and couldn't understand the doorway of the back house. Mrs. Zheng didn't blame this son, she just had to understand.

"Let's go," the old patriarch pulled Zhao Lingyun away.

Zhao Lingyun glanced at Zhao Qi again. Zhao Qi's eyes were dull at this time, like a puppet standing at the side door.

"My brother Qi," Mrs. Zheng called Zhao Qi's name and walked towards Zhao Qi.

"Let's go!" The old patriarch said to Zhao Lingyun, "Stop talking."

When the two of them walked out of Qingtangqing's front yard, Zhao Qi's cries faintly came from behind them, as well as the voices of Mrs. Zheng and Zhao Anyang's concubines.

The old patriarch said to Zhao Lingyun: "You are the head of the family, you can't ignore Brother Qi."

Zhao Lingyun: "I want to take care of it, so my mother let me take care of it? Zhao Lao Er can't be happy either."

The old patriarch: "Isn't it an extraordinary time now?"

"Uncle Wu, what are you going to do next? The people from the Imperial City Division searched dozens of Zhao Anyang's letters," Zhao Lingyun said, "What do you mean by my wife, I don't care about it by myself, let me ask you Let’s look at it together."

The old patriarch: "How can you read Hengnan's private messages?"

Zhao Lingyun: "I have to know what Zhao Lao Er did in private with us behind his back? We can all be lucky in the future. If we meet someone who is good to talk, or is it an officer from the Royal Secretary?"

The old patriarch: "What do you still doubt about Hengnan?"

"Why should I doubt him?" Zhao Lingyun took the old patriarch to the north courtyard and said, "He has always been a waste fool with me."

The old patriarch said anxiously: "Are you still in the mood to read letters? Don't you go out and find someone to intercede for Hengnan?"

Zhao Lingyun: "How is this person easy to find? Don't I have to think about whom to find?"

The old patriarch was blocked by Zhao Lingyun so speechless.

Calabash chased up from behind and told Zhao Lingyun: "Master, the old lady stared at Aunt Qiao and cursed, and Aunt Qiao knelt down for her."

Zhao Lingyun glanced at the gourd and said, "What do you mean? Distressed?"

"Naughty!" The old patriarch immediately screamed Zhao Lingyun.

That Joe is your brother's concubine, your brother's woman, what are you kidding about with Calabash? You who are a brother, have to put a green hat on your brother?

Calabash was so scared to hide behind Zhao Lingyun, Zhao Lingyun didn't care at all, and said to the old patriarch: "Go, let's go back and read the letter."

The old patriarch said bitterly, "You can't just open your mouth."

This is going to happen, do you know it?

Zhao Lingyun: "Well, well, I listen to you old, okay?"

Listening to this voice, the old patriarch knew that he didn't take his words to his heart at all.

"You, alas!" The old patriarch hummed angrily.

"Palace," Zhao Lingyun smiled and said to the old patriarch: "You have to read Zhao Lao Er's letter for a while. You get angry now, what should you do then? Being angry doesn't solve the problem anymore, you are old Are you going to hit your head against the wall, or are you going to faint yourself for a while?"

The old patriarch: "Stop talking, the old man will be angry when he hears you!"

Master Zhao: "..."

What did he say, he is so hated? This is too ridiculous.