The ugly wife of peasant family

Fubo was stunned, but he reacted quickly and answered with a smile. After Xia Xi and his three men went in, he called five or six servants out and ordered them to clean the front door.

Marquis Qin came on a fast horse, stopped at the door, got off the horse, threw the reins and strode to the mansion. He was out of the city today. He just got the news and rode over.

"How is your princess? Where's Jill? "

From the corner of my eye, I saw Fu Bo standing at the door and asked as he walked.

"The princess and the young master have come back. Don't worry."

Marquis Qin's steps stopped, "are they OK?"

"It's OK. Everything's fine. The princess is fine. The young master is fine. The tiger is fine."

Marquis Qin put down his heart. Then he noticed that a group of servants were cleaning the door. He wondered, "what's this for?"

Fubo was smiling. "The princess said that the Marquis would kowtow his head and let us clean the front of the door."

Marquis Qin stopped and said, "would you like to come here on your knees?"

Phoebe replied with a smile, "yes."

"Why?"

"I don't know. That's what the princess told me."

Marquis Qin went to the mansion. He walked two feet away. When he thought of something, he turned around and came out quickly. "Tell Qin Er that I'm busy today and I won't go in."

Words fall, go to the horse side, turn over on the horse, hit the horse far away.

Since Xia Xi said so, today's thing must be the fault of the son of Bo Hou of Yuan Dynasty. If he can be forced to kneel to the door, it must be in front of the emperor.

But the Marquis's house of the Yuan Dynasty is also the home of the old Marquis. How can you kneel down and come to the door? Surely you will find someone to intercede with. The first thing you think of must be him.

It's too late for him to support Xia Xi. How can he intercede for Yuan Bo Hou?

Marquis Qin didn't come back, so he went straight out of the capital.

In the palace, Fengqin was stunned when he heard what had happened. "Let the Marquis of Yuan kneel down to fight in the palace?"

"Yes."

Xia Xi smiles and pours a glass of water for herself. She drinks it slowly.

Fengqin really doesn't know what to say.

"Huzi, Qi'er, you two take Ke'er to play."

They went out with Ke'er, and there were only two of them left in the room. Fengqin poured a glass of water, drank it, put the cup down, and sat back on the chair, "Xia Xi, are we too..."

"You mean I've gone too far?"

Xia Xi interrupts her with a smile.

Feng Qin pursed her lips and nodded, "ah Che is not in Beijing, we..."

Xia Xi interrupts her again, "the elder sister is right. It's because Fengche is not in Beijing that they dare to bully me so blatantly. They think I'm a country girl and can't get on the stage. They want to oppress me. If I don't do anything today and suffer such a dumb loss, then everyone in Jingzhong will look down on me, Qi'er and zhanwangfu. "

The wind moved his lips.

Xia Xi's face was smiling and her tone was flat, but her words were loud, "I'm going to make rules for people in the capital today. Zhanwangfu is not so easy to bully. I, Xia Xi, am not so easy to bully

……

The mansion of marquis Bo in Yuan Dynasty.

After hearing his son's words, old Bohou turned black in his eyes and almost fainted. He shook his fingers and pointed to his son, "you, you, you..."

Yuanbohou pleaded for himself, "Dad, it's really not my fault. It's all that smelly girl. It's her who put me together."

"You fool, you blame others for your own mistakes."

The old Marquis yuan was reluctant to scold his grandson and threw his anger on him. "How did I tell you when you went? If it's jing'er's fault, I want you to apologize to Princess Zhan. If it's not, it's no big deal, it's no small deal. You take my words for granted."

He was so angry that he raised his foot and wanted to kick it.

Yuan Bo Hou hid to one side, "I want to do according to what you said, but as soon as I see jing'er hurt his arm, I don't remember anything."

"How did I give birth to such a fool as you!"

Old Yuan Bo Hou was so angry that he only gasped, "thanks to you, you are still a martial arts practitioner. Can't help but see that he just dislocated. What's the injury?"

Yuan Bohou does not think he is wrong, "dislocated is also injured, jing'er has not suffered this crime since childhood."

"You, you, you..."

The old man rolled his eyes.

The old lady quickly asked someone to help him sit down. Wen Sheng advised him, "master, it's no use blaming my son. I'd better find a way first."

"If he doesn't know how to repent, let him kneel down!"

"Daddy

How can I kneel? I don't want the face of the Xu family? "

"You also know the face of the Xu family. Why didn't you think of the face of the Xu family when you bet with people?"

Yuanbohou aggrieved, "I didn't want to take this opportunity to make a fool of that bitch?"

"Shut up

Old Yuan Bo Hou hated that iron was not steel, so he picked up the tea cup on the table and smashed it.

Yuan Bo Hou's sharp flash, forget his son behind him, the tea cup straight hit Xu Jing forehead.

Xu Jing let out a cry and collapsed on the ground.

"Jing'er!"

Mrs. laoyuanbohou's heart is going to stop.

"Yuan Bo Hou was scared and yelled," go and ask the imperial doctor

"No one is allowed to go!"

Laoyuan Bohou drank angrily.

"Master!"

"Daddy

Old Yuan Bo Hou's wife and Yuan Bo Hou's unbelievable cry.

"He can't die."

The old Bohou of Yuan Dynasty had a deep voice, staring at his pale grandson, who had collapsed into a pool of mud on the ground.

He knows the weight of his attack, at most there is bruise on his forehead, there will be no major injury.

Mrs. Bohou of the old Yuan Dynasty took Xu Jing in her arms and said, "how are you, jing'er? To grandma

Xu Jing was too scared to say a word.

"Jing'er, jing'er..."

Xu Jing cried, "grandma, my head hurts. Am I going to die?"

"Don't cry, don't cry..."

Lao Yuan Bo Hou's wife coaxed him. Seeing that his forehead was blue and purple, she shed tears. "Master, you are too cruel. Jing'er is still a child."

"My dear mother, I've lost so many children. Jing'er is so useless. You've spoiled her."

"What's wrong with my pet? Jing'er is a single biography. I don't spoil him. Who do I spoil? "

"Good, good."

Old Yuan Bo Hou Qi nodded, "you pet, you pet, I see how you deal with this situation today?"

"Isn't she just relying on the emperor's support, trying to take the lead over us? I'll go, I'll kowtow to her! "

"Good!"

Old Yuan Bo Hou was impatient and pointed out the door, "you go!"

WOW!

Xu Jing cried louder and hugged Mrs. Bohou tightly. "I won't let Grandma go, I won't let Grandma go!"

"Good boy."

Mrs. Bohou of the old Yuan Dynasty was in tears.

"Enough!"

Old Yuan Bo Hou heavily patted the table, "all shut up!"