After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

Song Zhang resisted the urge to gag, covered his face and returned to the door, waving his hand into the darkness.

Several sharp figures immediately jumped out of the darkness and quickly carried the sacks away.

Song Zhang first went to the side hall and washed his hands three times before taking heavy steps to the dining room.

The meal was almost finished. When Mrs. Song saw her husband returning, she called her children and left first.

When passing by Song Zhang, Mrs. Song wrinkled her nose and whispered: "Why do you have a strange smell on your body? It's disgusting."

Mrs. Song suspiciously scanned Song Zhang up and down, and then retreated after not seeing any source of the odor.

After she left, Song Zhang immediately picked up his clothes and sleeves to smell them, "There is obviously no smell anymore. Sister, your nose is so good?"

If I had known, I would have changed my clothes just now.

This reminded him of Qin Yao's blood and three large hemp bags.

"vomit--"

Song Zhang rushed out of the dining room, his stomach churning, and a large stream of heat spurted out.

Wang Jin frowned and came behind him, smelled the faint smell of blood in the air, and asked calmly: "I didn't expect she was only seriously injured. Qin Yao's martial arts is really amazing."

"No." Song Zhang took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth. He raised his hand and made an invitation gesture. The two of them walked into the hall. Song Zhang took the cold tea handed by the servant and rinsed his mouth and said to Wang Jin:

"She was not injured."

Wang Jin was startled and subconsciously retorted: "It's impossible."

He knew the strength of his opponent very well, let alone going out in full force?

It is impossible for a person to fight with iron without being injured, not to mention that Qin Yao is only a mortal body. She can escape with serious injuries, which is already extraordinary for ordinary people.

Escape without injury, how is this possible!

What responded to him was Song Zhang's silent and sympathetic gaze.

Wang Jin was inexplicably flustered by his stare: "Mr. Song, why are you looking at me like this?"

Song Zhang wanted to say: You are dead, you are finished, you have offended Qin Yao, you will never get over it in this life!

But after all, the other party is the censor of the patrol, with a small official position and great power. What's more, the other party's rank is half a level higher than that of the county magistrate.

So, these words just make me happy in my heart.

Song Zhang felt that if he told Wang Jin now that Qin Yao not only escaped without injury, but also escaped without injury with her husband and steward, and destroyed the killer group, Wang Jin would only think that he was mindlessly flattering Qin Yao.

So he motioned to Wang Jin to come with him and watch something exciting together.

We can't just let him vomit out the last night's meal alone.

Song Zhang took Wang Jin to the county government water house.

Thirty heads have been cleared out and arranged neatly in three rows on the ground covered with white cloth.

Song Zhang knew what level his stomach was, so he wouldn't go in.

He raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Wang Jin.

Wang Jin stepped into the water room suspiciously. As soon as he raised his eyes, his body suddenly stiffened, as if he was being tapped halfway, and he was stunned on the spot!

The scene was so terrifying and shocking that for the rest of his long life, whenever he heard someone mention the name "Qin Yao", Wang Jin would shudder uncontrollably.

After a long time, Wang Jin walked out of the water room, his face pale and his steps a little sloppy.

He asked: "What words did she leave behind?"

Song Zhang then spoke out word by word what Qin Yao asked him to convey on his behalf.

At the end, he added: "My lord, please allow me to say something offensive. You really did not handle this matter in an honest manner today."

"If it weren't for Qin Yao's superior martial arts, even a master like you would definitely die if he encountered these killers."

Wang Jin sighed, "Oh~", "I never thought that they would spare no effort to kill me."

But it's useless to say that now.

Wang Jin asked tentatively: "Based on Master Song's understanding of Mrs. Qin, do you think she will come to assassinate me tonight?" Song Zhang shook his head, "That's not possible, but..."

Wang Jin just relaxed for a moment, and was lifted up high by Song Zhang again. He asked nervously: "It's just what?"

Song Zhang looked at Wang Jin sympathetically, "But I'm afraid you won't be able to repay this favor. As far as I know, she always avenges her on the spot and takes out her anger on the spot. But now she can endure it. It shows that she What you plan to do in the future will definitely not be trivial."

After Wang Jin heard this, he felt really relieved. He was not afraid that she had any intentions. He was afraid that she would die tonight if she couldn't bear it!

"That's good, that's good," Wang Jin murmured, patting her chest and not daring to look back at the water house.

He was once a master among masters, but today he knows what it means that there is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, and every mountain is higher than the other!

"Brother Song!"

When the two returned to Song Mansion and were about to go to their rooms to go to bed, Wang Jin suddenly stopped Song Zhang.

The sound of Brother Song made Song Zhang break into cold sweat. He couldn't run away directly, so he could only resist the panic and turned around, "What else can you do, sir?"

Wang Jin sent a warm invitation, "I'm afraid of the dark, and it's even worse when I first arrive in a strange place. Can I sleep with Brother Song tonight?"

Song Zhang understood instantly that he was afraid that Qin Yao would come to pick off people's heads in the middle of the night.

He thought: My lord, you had known this before, why did you do it in the first place?

However, he still had to look good, so Song Zhang reluctantly agreed.

But it is absolutely impossible to sleep in the same bed together. We can only sleep in the same room together. Mr. Wang sleeps on the floor and he sleeps on the bed like this.

The county town is far less prosperous and lively than the capital city at night. At the beginning of Haishi (9 o'clock in the evening), the shops have been closed, and the people have already dreamed of meeting Duke Zhou.

Liu Ji was lying on his own bed, unable to sleep anyway. He quietly got up and looked beside the bed. He was overjoyed that his wife was not asleep either!

He immediately came close to her, put his hands on the edge of the bed, rested his head on the back of his hands, and tilted his head with a smile: "Madam, you can't sleep either?"

When Liu Ji closed his eyes now, he saw mountains of human heads in front of him. He was obviously stressed by the killing during the day.

Qin Yao responded humbly, but it wasn't because of killing that she couldn't sleep.

She was reviewing the details of how she was cheated by Wang Jin today. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. The angrier she became, the more she thought about it. Well, she couldn't sleep at all!

Liu Ji asked with some displeasure: "Madam, are we really going to put up with this tone? If it weren't for your invincible skills and being so dangerous today, the bodies of the three of us would have been completely cold by now!"

Qin Yao was silent, but her thoughts had stopped.

Liu Ji continued to be indignant, "This dog official has taken the lives of us civilians out of his hands. If I had known this, I would have let him be killed by those killers!"

"Be careful what you say." Qin Yao shook her head, "Since you want a favor, don't talk about it anymore."

"Killing him is just a way of letting out a sigh of relief. What good will it do to us? What's the point of seeking this quick moment? It's not worth it to kill an official of the imperial court and bring about the annihilation of the clan."

Qin Yao's words didn't seem to be meant for Liu Ji, but rather for herself.

"It seems that being a scholar, peasant, industrialist, or businessman is really a great thing to be an official."

In the dim guest room, Qin Yao could only be heard whispering.

Liu Jimeng, who was lying on the edge of the bed, raised his head with a pair of peach blossom eyes that were extremely serious, "Madam, when I become a high official, the first thing I will do is cut off Wang Jin's head and give it to you as a ball!"

"Are you sick? I'm not a pervert." Qin Yao slapped her and said, "Go to sleep!"

Liu Ji quickly lay down and dodged perfectly.

But within three seconds of silence, he stuck out his head again and said, "Madam, are you in a better mood now?"

Qin Yao: "."

When there was no response, a certain lady kept shouting, as if chanting a curse. Qin Yao was so annoyed that she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, "Shut up and go to sleep!"

Liu Ji: "Oh~"

He put the flying pillow under his head, buried his face in it and took a gentle sniff. It still smelled strange, and his mind was in a state of excitement for a while, and then he fell asleep.