What kind of bad thoughts can my husband have?

Chapter 100 A Big Bang at Four Seasons
When he arrived at the corner gate, Lin Zhao looked at the carriage, it wasn't the one hired in the morning, but the one sent by the Xue family's mansion, and asked suspiciously, "What's going on?"

Ping Lian has been guarding the corner door, and the bottom of the steps is full of spit out date pits, explaining: "Brother Sheng sent someone here just now." Turning around, he shouted, "Liu He!"

"Hey!"

A man dressed as a coachman ran over, lifted his shoes, and explained to Lin Zhao: "It's the fourth young master. He came back from the Huangmen Academy. He heard the fifth young master said that Ma'am, you have gone out, and that you hired a car. Yes, he scolded Liu Shenghao angrily, and quickly asked the slave to send a car to pick up his wife."

Is it Schrodinger?
Lin Zhao was a little surprised, he didn't expect Xue Ding to care about such a thing, Ping Lian smiled and said beside him: "Our fourth young master, although he is usually generous, he attaches great importance to his reputation outside."

Lin Zhao remembered that although Xue Ding did not deal with him in private, but in front of outsiders, he listened to his own words and respected him very much. After all, he was a sensible person at heart. He smiled slightly and got in the car to go home.

Si Shi Ting is in a mess at the moment, Cheng Yanshan has never seen such a posture before, plus they are all the sons and daughters of the family, who can't be scolded or beaten, it is the first day for him to attend class, this class has not started yet Now, before he even introduced his identity, Feng Zhe threw an inkstone and hit Xue Zijin on the head.

"Fuck your mother!"

Feng Zhe scolded directly.

Xue Zijin was hit on the back of the head by the hard inkstone, and fell directly on the table. He got up and touched the back of the head, and there was blood in his palm, and he immediately rushed to his heart: "Damn you!"

"I hate your mother!"

Feng Zhe was not afraid at all.

Xue Zijin was originally the eldest son of Xue Huaiyuan, the second master of Nanfu, but he was not a concubine, but a concubine who crawled out of Aunt Chang's stomach, but Xue Huaiyuan was only such a son, so he didn't care too much. He was busy with Xue Dao's affairs with his eldest brother, neglected Xue Zijin for a while, raised a domineering, ignorant, flirtatious cat and dog, was infatuated with flowers and willows, and finally got into Sishiting to study, and made friends with many dudes in the clan children.

A few days ago, Yuan Shuai, the son of Manager Xiao in Nanfu, told him that Mianliu Pavilion in Shanglefang had bought a new foreign prostitute, she was the most wonderful person, and he was drunk before the man posted it, and wanted to take Feng Zhe to see it.

Blonde, blue-eyed, Feng Zhe fell in love with it at the first try, and immediately wanted to buy it back to the mansion, but Xue Zijin went the next day and also fell in love with this foreign prostitute, so he bought it back from the bustard first, which made Feng Zhe furious. But thinking about being relatives, that's all.

Who would have thought that Yuan Shuai told him just now that Xue Zijin would just buy it back, and he would have nothing to do with that foreign prostitute every day, but every time he messed up, he would force the foreign prostitute to call him Feng Zheqiang.

Although it is said that a foreign prostitute is not worthy of the slander of relatives and brothers, but it is related to the dignity of a man, Feng Zhe was already simmering with anger, who could bear it now, he simply picked up the inkstone and threw it over.

Xue Zijin practiced with that foreign prostitute three times last night, he was exhausted, he was late, and fell asleep lying on the table, even if he was woken up softly, let alone being woken up directly.

Liu Er, the servant next to Feng Zhe, jumped onto the table, pointed at Xue Zijin's nose in front of everyone in the hall, and yelled, "You son of an aunt! What kind of thing is that! You snatch the good ones! Call us Young master has suffered! A single inkstone can’t kill you! Look at me, I’ll beat you up!”

Cheng Yanshan leaned against the wall, gritted his teeth, and his heart was pounding. He watched Xue Zijin and Liu Er fight together. The rest of the people saw this scene and immediately booed. The masters have long been disliked, and the old and new hatreds have also taken the opportunity to avenge them.

Cheng Yanshan looked at the high-quality pen, ink, paper and inkstone flying in the air, and his flesh ached. He remembered that when he was studying, he got a good inkstone and burst into tears. These young masters are so good, they are thrown around like garbage. .

"Feng Zhe! What do you think you are!"

Xue Zijin held the man by the collar and punched him wildly: "If it wasn't for Lian Yingzhen being a concubine for uncle! Where do you have the face to study here in Four Seasons! I should have punched you out long ago!"

This is Feng Zhe's pain, and it is also where he is criticized by others. Although there are not only sons and brothers from various families who study in Tingli these four seasons, but also like Yuan Shuai, whose parents work at home and ask the master's house, they also It is a good intention of the host to allow the children to study, but it is much more legitimate than him.

"Xue Zijin! You have a mother but not a mother! I will teach you a lesson today!"

Feng Zhe also got angry, grabbed whatever was at hand and hit it.

Yuan Shuai originally wanted to instigate and provoke people in Nanfu, but he didn't expect the incident to be so big, so he shrank to the side in fright. Just don't take advantage of this time to slip away, otherwise you won't be able to escape after the matter is over.

Yuan Shuai was about to take advantage of the chaos and move towards the door, when he raised his eyes, he saw Cheng Yanshan, who was condescending, with a livid face, if the troublemaker ran away, no one would be able to tell when Lin Zhao came back.

Just as he was about to grab him, another inkstone flew over, Cheng Yanshan dodged subconsciously, but he didn't hear the sound of the inkstone falling to the ground and shattered, and looked back, it was Ping Lian.

His face turned dark, he casually stuffed the inkstone he caught into Cheng Yanshan's hand, gave way, and said in a slightly annoyed tone: "Young Madam."

When Cheng Yanshan heard Lin Zhao's name, he quickly backed away, he was relieved, finally someone came to make the decision, and then suddenly had a headache, the class was like this the day before, could it be that he is a pedantic incompetent.

Lin Zhao stood at the door with a calm expression, in sharp contrast to the mess inside the house.

Ping Lian raised her voice and said, "Young Madam is here!"

But there were too many shouts in the room, and no one noticed Ping Lian's voice. He frowned and wanted to shout again, but saw Lin Zhao take the inkstone in Cheng Yanshan's hand and slam it into the flower shelf not far away, with a loud crash!
There was a dead silence in the room.

Everyone turned their heads.

Lin Zhao didn't come to Sishiting very often, and her identity was inconvenient to mix with these middle-aged and middle-aged people, so the whole group in the hall didn't know each other, but those with a little bit of insight should probably know.

While looking at each other, it was Liu Er beside Feng Zhe who opened his mouth and cursed: "Who are you! Do you have eyes? Is this the place you should come to!"

Feng Zhe pulled him over, this kid was enough to cause trouble today.

"I'm Lin Zhao."

Lin Zhao said calmly.

Hearing this, the group of people suddenly became a little nervous, and the arrogance just disappeared, Feng Zhe hurriedly stepped forward and said, "It turned out to be sister-in-law."

Lin Zhao walked forward without squinting, and said in a serious voice, "This is the Xue family's private school, not a martial arts training ground. It is unreasonable to make such a fuss. Everyone, do you not take the master's family seriously? Yet!"

Lin Zhao was really angry. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Feng Zhe regretted what he had done today. He took a deep breath, and when he was about to speak, Xue Zijin scolded: "Don't put on airs here! What! A small family member of the Lin family dares to come here to do his best!"

(End of this chapter)