The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Outside the Wei Mansion, the two attendants beat each other until their hands were numb.

The servants of the Hou Mansion were lying on the ground. Among them, the one who was beaten the hardest was Liu’s mother.

Aunt Wen was extremely ashamed and annoyed, but there was nothing she could do. She can use all her means to deal with the master's wives and concubines, but she does not dare to offend the master.

Without the master, she is nothing.

The onlookers haven't dispersed yet, and they didn't even eat dinner, just watching the fun.

Watching and discussing is more delicious than having dinner. Some old women still had handfuls of melon seeds in their hands, and no one took care of them when they spat the melon seed shells on the servants of the Hou Mansion.

Shi Anxia walked up to Shi Chengxuan and asked in a low voice, "Does father want to go back home with his daughter?"

Shi Chengxuan didn't even think about it, "Go back, I'll ride the carriage back home with you."

He actually wanted to find an opportunity to ask, was Mr. Jiang angry because of this matter? Could his performance just now make Master Jiang change his mind?

For the first time in their lives, father and daughter rode away together in a carriage, leaving behind Aunt Wen who was looking embarrassed and her heart was bleeding with hatred.

But she still doesn’t know what kind of punishment the old lady will give her when she returns home.

Speaking of which, the old lady was very happy to be coaxed by Feng Shui master Mr. Yang Xuan this afternoon.

Because Mr. Yang Xuan calculated with his fingers, he actually calculated that the second master, Shi Chengxuan, was about to be promoted. In the future, his official career would be smooth, and he would soar to the sky and become a very powerful minister.

Mrs. Shi was coaxed from ear to ear. Her biggest worry is that her son is incompetent and cannot help him.

But Mr. Yang Xuan said that if there were no abnormalities in the family, the second master of the Hou family would have become famous long ago. I don’t know who forcibly tampered with the fate and affected the feng shui.

Most people can't understand it, but the old lady can understand it best.

She regretted it so much that her intestines turned blue. A moment of greed can lead to a big mistake. It’s really like picking up sesame seeds and losing the watermelon.

She didn't doubt anything at all, but believed in Mr. Yang Xuan even more. After all, the matter of replacing the grandson of a concubine with a direct descendant is very secret and few people know about it.

If that wasn't calculated by Mr. Yang Xuan himself, what could it be?

But in the evening, Mr. Yang Xuan's face changed suddenly, his brows furrowed, and he kept using the compass to measure the direction.

Mrs. Shi couldn't hold it back and quickly asked, "What happened?"

Mr. Yang Xuan closed his eyes and seemed to be feeling something. After a long while, he flicked his sleeve angrily and said, "The Hou Mansion doesn't trust me, so I'd better leave."

Mrs. Shi's eyes were dim. Didn't we have a good conversation just now?

She accompanied him cautiously and hurriedly asked him to stay, "Why did you say this, sir? Sir, if you stay, do you have anything to say?"

Mr. Yang Xuan's face was livid, "I have specifically told you earlier that the funeral ceremony must be stopped immediately. No one is allowed to enter the ancestral graves. They must be buried in the spiritual mountain. No private incense altars are allowed in the mansion! As a result, your Marquis Mansion promised it, but on the surface One thing, and another behind my back. If it doesn’t work when the time comes, it will depend on my miscalculation to ruin my reputation!”

Mrs. Shi said hurriedly, "My eldest granddaughter did exactly what the husband said, and every step was taken care of!" Finally, she assured, "Don't worry, sir, she always does things properly."

Mr. Yang Xuan sneered and raised the compass in his hand in front of her, "Then I will take the old lady to see with my own eyes whether your family has done what I said! Just follow me!"

After saying that, he took the lead out of He'an Courtyard and followed the compass directions.

Mrs. Shi followed him with a group of nuns, walking and walking, stopping and walking, and finally walked and arrived at the Rose Garden.

The compass needle trembled wildly, and finally stopped firmly, pointing directly into the courtyard wall.

Mr. Yang Xuan asked with a gloomy face, "Whose yard is this? Can I go in and take a look?"

Originally, foreign men should not be allowed in the young aunt's courtyard, but what can I say to Mr. Yang Xuan?

Mrs. Shi waved her hand and said, "Sir, you're welcome, please!"

As long as the culprit who destroyed the feng shui of the Hou Mansion can be found out, it will be done not only by entering the aunt's yard, but also by selling the aunt.

No one is as important as her son's future!

And at this point, Madam Shi already knew who was ruining her good deeds.

If she prevents Mr. Yang Xuan from entering the hospital, it means she doesn't trust him. Once they leave, she will never be able to invite them back.

Sure enough, after she followed Mr. Yang Xuan into the side hall on the left, she saw Shi Yunxing's memorial tablet grandly placed on the desk, and the incense and candles were still burning brightly.

There were two maids guarding the table. When they saw the old lady coming in, they immediately lowered their heads and dared not come out.

Mr. Yang Xuan's eyebrows were gloomy, and his displeasure was written on his face.

Mrs. Shi was so angry that she shouted like a bell, "Get out! Get out quickly! Drag these two bitches down and beat them!"

The maids all knelt down and cried, "My aunt told the slaves to take good care of the incense candles before going out. The slaves also obey the master's instructions!"

When the old lady knew that this was indeed the case, she was so angry that she suddenly remembered, "Where is your aunt?"

"Auntie, auntie is out, out of the house."

At this moment, there was a loud roar outside the door, "What are you doing! Who allowed you to remove the memorial tablet and incense table!"

It's Aunt Wen who's back!

She was very angry outside, and as soon as she entered the yard with her wounded confidant Mama Liu, she saw someone carrying the memorial tablet out, and the incense and candles on the table were being removed.

Angry!

But there were a bunch of people around her who were helping her carry people back home, and they were asking her for wages.

Her scarlet eyes seemed to be spitting fire, "A bunch of untouchables! Poor people who have never seen silver!"

Hey, now the people are quitting! There is no shame in getting paid for working for others!

"This is how the Hou Mansion bullies the people!"

"The Hou Mansion owes us wages!"

"Let's go! We don't want this money anymore. Let's go and sue her!"

In order to carry the servants back from the Marquis Mansion, Aunt Wen hired a large group of onlookers, who were now going to sue the government in great force.

Aunt Wen finally realized that she was afraid. She opened her mouth and wanted to call the person back, but she couldn't.

When the old lady sent people to chase him, the people were angry and could no longer be appeased.

Mrs. Shi was furious and slapped Aunt Wen hard on the face, "Bitch! You want to kill our Hou Mansion, right? You want to ruin the future of our Hou Mansion!"

This matter became such a big deal that when it reached Shi Chengxuan's ears, it was already half an hour later.

In fact, he and Shi Anxia came back before Aunt Wen.

After entering the mansion, he followed his daughter to Haitang Courtyard.

He hasn't been to his wife's place for a long time. It's not that he doesn't like Tang Chujun, who wouldn't like such a great beauty?

But Tang Chujun had been treating him coldly ever since he got married. He said ten sentences, and it would be good if she could just say "hmm".

As time went by, he didn't like coming anymore.

He likes women to be gentle, sweet and soft. Especially when the concubines say "Master" every time, I don't know how nice it sounds.

Who would be willing to suffer from Tang Chujun's cold-faced wife?

But today is different. He thought about it carefully. His daughter was only fourteen years old, so she didn't know much.

The person who could send someone to inform him of Master Jiang's whereabouts must have been authorized by Tang Chujun.

Tang Chujun doesn't have his legitimate son by his side, so he has to rely on him as his husband. He should start looking for a future for him.

After thinking about it like this, I felt happy.

He lingered over dinner in Haitang Courtyard, looking for something to talk about for a long time.

"Chu Jun, do you still remember..."

"Can not remember."

"I haven't even said what I remember."

"No need, I don't even remember."

Shi Chengxuan felt very aggrieved, "..."