The Queen of War

"That's good!" Zhong Wuyan stood up slowly and sneered, "then you don't want to bury it in the summer family's ancestral grave! I don't have time to chat with you and hand over my mother's bones right away. Otherwise, you should guess the consequences."

At this time, it was early summer. The house was very stuffy, and the stuffy people could hardly breathe. The rain was so heavy that it didn't mean to stop.

Mrs. Xia listened to the rain outside and said with a sneer, "it's raining so hard outside. How can I get there? Since it's hidden, it's not so easy to go there. Even if you're anxious, you have to wait until the rain stops tomorrow? I'm not in good health. I'm sure I can't afford to take that rugged road."

At this time, she wished the rain would never stop. In this way, Zhong Wuyan will never find the bones of her biological mother. She hated the mother and daughter so much that they would never meet.

"Ha ha!" Zhong Wuyan listened and couldn't help sneering. "You're not in good health. Isn't there still a person living in the next room? Let him find the bones. You and I will wait here!"

She is not afraid to wake up the old housekeeper. As long as Mrs. Xia is in hand, she is not afraid of what the old housekeeper will do. Although the Xia family's remaining power is still there, no one dare to take a stand now and support the Xia family positively.

A contemptuous smile appeared at the corners of Mrs. Xia's mouth: "you really have the heart to let an elderly man do this work. He is an old man. How can he get the bones here?"

The old housekeeper is really old and doesn't look in good spirits. It would be difficult for an old man like him to do such a thing.

"Don't tell me that you stole my mother's bones alone." Zhong Wuyan didn't pity the old housekeeper, but sneered, "is it difficult? Do you have the ability to dig graves?"

There's something in what she said. Mrs. Xia has been treated with dignity since childhood. Her fingers don't touch the spring water. She won't do that anyway. Moreover, digging graves is an extremely unlucky and evil thing. She will never do it herself.

Zhong Wuyan smiled coldly and shouted, "it's on fire!"

Her voice was as loud as the roar of a lion. The nearby temples were trembling slightly, and the memorial tablets inside shook. The dust on the beam fell down, on the black memorial tablet, on the fruits that had been put for a long time.

"What's the sound?" the old housekeeper was awakened from his sleep and stared in amazement. "How could there be a fire on this rainy day? There were no candles in the ancestral hall!"

Now they have to budget carefully for every penny, so even the incense in the ancestral hall has to be cut off. As for those fruits, he picked them nearby. Fortunately, it is early summer and there are some wild fruits in the mountains. In winter, he didn't know what to offer sacrifices to the ancestors of the Xia family!

The old housekeeper quickly got up and sighed when he saw that the light in Mrs. Xia's room was still on.

"If she's really not in charge, she doesn't know the price of oil and salt!" he sighed in his heart. "Now she's poor, she's still in the mood to light candles in the middle of the night!"

Although he was dissatisfied, he thought again: "Madam has been spoiled since she was a child. Where can she suffer from this hardship? It's normal for her not to sleep. It's so dark at night. Looking at the candlelight, he felt a little comfort."

The old housekeeper always respects Mrs. Xia very much, although he is the loyal running dog of Mrs. Xia. He respected her and felt that the Xia family had declined like this. She still kept it, which had to be admired by him. In fact, Mrs. Xia can have a better destination. Although she is old, she still has a charming charm. I'm afraid it's not easy to marry in the state of Qi. After all, she is the undead of grand master Xia. But if she went to other countries, she could marry an elderly businessman or entrust it to a small official. Remarriage is a common thing among the seven countries.

Thinking of this, the old housekeeper lay down again.

"Just light it!" he thought carelessly, "I'll go to bed after dark. I won't light candles. But candles are a little too expensive. Can we consider selling some oil instead? Oil is not expensive, but my wife is used to using candles. I don't know if she can get used to it at a time."

He felt that he must have been dreaming just now. How could there be a fire in this ghost weather? And it was dark all around. It was clearly a dream.

Zhong Wuyan thought that his "lion roar" was enough to attract the old housekeeper. But she didn't expect that the old Guan ran lay down again and was ready to meet Duke Zhou.

Mrs. Xia couldn't help laughing.

"He doesn't have big ears," she said with a faint smile. "Unless you can shake the house down, it's estimated that he can come out."

Zhong Wuyan looked at those watery eyes and smiled softly: "if I want this house to collapse, do you think it's difficult?"

She smiled and slowly stretched out her slender jade hand.

Her hands are very beautiful, very thin, but a little rough. For a girl who has done hard work since childhood, it's no surprise that her hands are covered with calluses.

"What do you want?" Mrs. Xia's eyes tightened.

"Tear down the wall!" Zhong Wuyan sneered. "If you tear down the wall, don't you capture him directly?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Xia's face suddenly changed.

In the past, she wouldn't frown if she demolished so ten rooms. But now, they have nowhere else to go except here.

"I'll call him!" Xia Fu was very worried. Zhong Wuyan could only reluctantly smile when her hand fell on the cold wall.

She walked slowly to the head of the bed and gently pulled a rope hanging by the bed. Suddenly, I heard a crisp bell. The bell hung at the head of the old housekeeper's bed. With a gentle pull, the bell rang in his ear.

On hearing the bell, the old housekeeper quickly got up. He put on a dress at random, laboriously went to Mrs. Xia's house and knocked gently on the door.

"Ma'am, what can I do for you?" he was old and his legs were not sharp, but his strength was good.

"Come in." Mrs. Xia's eyes fell on Zhong Wuyan's calm face.

The old housekeeper listened outside and couldn't help hesitating.

After all, it's late at night. It's not good for lonely men and women to share a room. He's nothing. He's alone, but Mrs. Xia's reputation matters. Although there is no one here in the wilderness, the old housekeeper still believes that people are doing and heaven is watching. He must not do anything impolite.