I steamed buns for the general

Chapter 100

It wasn't until the gang of hooligans left that the butler Xie Dong dared to call for someone to carry Xie Yuanzhou into the mansion.Aunt Zhao hurried over upon hearing the news, her face was no longer as bright and ostentatious as before.After Duke Huai's accident, she was most worried about her precious daughter, and after Duke Huai's death, she could not sleep peacefully, for fear that the news of her daughter's death would come upon waking up.

But so many days have passed, except for Xie Yuanzhou asking His Majesty for mercy, there is no news of her daughter.However, the scriptures that were published were like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news.

Seeing Xie Yuanzhou being beaten now, he was even more out of breath from crying.

Xie Zhisong stood aside tremblingly, so frightened that he hid behind Aunt Zhao.In fact, Xie Yuanzhou didn't have many injuries on the surface. Those people seemed to have taken care of it and didn't slap his face, but the slap on his body hurt a lot.

At this moment, Xie Yuanzhou opened his eyes, saw Aunt Zhao and the others, and sighed secretly. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the eldest son Xie Zhihang, saw that his face was calm, and he didn't feel distressed at all, so he couldn't help frowning.

It really is an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!

Under the grief and anger, Zhao could still notice Xie Yuanzhou's expression, and pulled Xie Zhisong out. Xie Zhisong reflected, threw himself on Xie Yuanzhou and cried: "Father..."

Xie Yuanzhou comforted in his heart, fortunately the youngest son still has him in his heart.

After the doctor saw it, the whole family gathered around the dormitory, and Aunt Zhao looked at Xie Yuanzhou worriedly, "Master, what can we do. Zhimian is still suffering in the palace."

Xie Yuanzhou frowned, and said to Xie Zhihang, "Go back and rest first."

Xie Zhihang showed a faint sarcastic smile on his face, saluted Xie Yuanzhou and went out.

After the door was closed, Xie Yuanzhou said to Aunt Zhao: "There will be no one else in this matter except Qin Jin, but I hate that I can't touch him now."

Aunt Zhao stopped crying, she didn't understand this, she just wanted to know that Mian would be fine.

"Father, what about my sister?"

Xie Yuanzhou frowned, thinking of the scorn he received these days when he drew a clear line with Duke Huai, he beat the bed with his fist bitterly.But the movement was a little too big and there was a wound, and he grinned in pain.

"I can't help it either."

The emperor obviously didn't want to hear any more news from Duke Huai's residence, and he had no choice but to do so now.

When he said this, Aunt Zhao directly pinched the veil and cried louder, crying for her miserable daughter.

Xie Yuanzhou got a headache from her crying, and waved his hands irritably: "Go back and rest."

When Aunt Zhao left the yard and walked towards her own yard, she thought that the master must not be willing to help with this matter.The master was afraid of offending the emperor, so he didn't dare to intercede again, but he knew that Mian was her daughter, and she, a mother, couldn't ignore it.

A few days ago, Zhimian asked someone to bring her news, saying that she was very bad in Duke Huai's mansion, and that after the death of Duke Huai, the Internal Affairs Office's attitude towards the mansion was even laissez-faire, and these female relatives were not even allowed to leave the gate of the mansion. He looked as if he would die of old age in Duke Huai's mansion.

At any rate, the princess still has the support of Chen Guogong's mansion. Although Chen Guogong's mansion is now also occupied by the censor, the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse. At any rate, Princess Huai lives in the mansion without any worries.As for Xie Zhimian, it was because Aunt Zhao thought that the dowry given to Xie Zhijin by Mrs. Qiao was enough for Xie Zhimian's life, but those dowries never entered the Huai Palace, and all the items brought to the Huai Palace were crudely made.

Xie knew that the money at the bottom of Mian's pressing box was less, and life was not easy, and the servants in the palace didn't take her seriously anymore.

Aunt Zhao was worried about her daughter and didn't sleep well all night.In the early morning of the second day, Madam Xue couldn't bear it any longer, and gave her an idea: "Why don't Auntie go ask Mrs. Qiao?"

"That bitch." Aunt Zhao slapped the table and stared coldly at Madam Xue, "You want me to beg her?"

Mother Xue was so frightened that she quickly knelt down and said in a low voice: "Auntie, that dead girl Xie Zhijin is Mrs. Andinghou now, and General Qin is now in favor. If General Qin can say something nice to the emperor, we will Can't the girl come back? Even if it's not easy to remarry in the future, it's better than dying of old age or being murdered to death in Duke Huai's residence."

Aunt Zhao stared out of the window in a daze, thinking about the past ten years. At that time, she did that kind of thing to Mr. Qiao, could Mr. Qiao forgive her?
But she has nothing to do now, and Xie Yuanzhou has nothing to do to save Zhimian.She knelt down and begged her, could that self-proclaimed kind woman help her save her daughter?

For the sake of my daughter, it doesn't matter if I don't have dignity.Ever since she entered Xie's mansion and became an aunt, she had long since lost her dignity, begging that woman as long as she could save Zhimian.

Aunt Zhao wiped away her tears, and said to Madam Xue, "Mommy, dress me up."

Seeing that she had figured it out, Madam Xue was overjoyed, she promised to dress up for her, and said while moving her hands: "Auntie, we are going to ask for help, so don't conflict with her. If you want to pretend to be pitiful, then Women are soft but not hard."

Aunt Zhao nodded subconsciously, her face looked so cute and pitiful after all the make-up, I felt pity for it.

Qiao Shi was watering the flowers in the yard when she heard Qing Yao's reply, she paused and said, "Let her in."

Qingyao nodded and went out, and saw Aunt Zhao coming in after a while.Aunt Zhao is only 35 or [-] this year, and she still looks like a girl. Today, because of Qiao's request, she simply dressed very plainly, and she didn't wear any jewelry on her head. Her face was pale and pale, with tears in her eyes, so pitiful.

After entering the yard, she saw Mrs. Qiao standing on the porch, and immediately walked a few steps to reach Mrs. Qiao, knelt down with a plop, hugged Mrs. Qiao's leg and cried, "Sister, please save Zhimian. I was the one who was sorry for you before. I will make amends to you, my lord does not remember the faults of villains, please spare our mother and daughter, please save Zhimian."

Qiao Shi frowned and twitched her legs, but couldn't move.Qing Yao watched from the side, bent down and tore off the arm that caused the accident without any trace, and said with a smile: "Aunt Zhao, please don't do this, you are frightening our wife."

Mrs. Qiao took a few steps back and looked at Aunt Zhao displeased.It was this Aunt Zhao who urged Xie Yuanzhou to throw her Zhijin into the mass grave. If Zhijin hadn't been picked up by Master Jingxin, she might have lost her life now.

And Zhihang, what kind of life did you live in Xie's family for the past ten years? Although she was also to blame for not getting close to Zhihang, Aunt Zhao did persecute her son a lot.

Now that Aunt Zhao's daughter has a problem, she has come to beg her. She is no longer the old Qiao Yurui, and the old Qiao Yurui has long since died.

Seeing that Mrs. Qiao didn't speak, Aunt Zhao felt even more anxious, and her tears fell like she didn't want money: "Please, please save Zhimian."

Many servants in the empty mansion gathered around the door, muttering in low voices.

Aunt Zhao naturally knew it, and thought it would be better if someone came to see it, and Qiao Shi would probably agree to it for the sake of face.

"Sister, please, I will be my sister's cow and horse in the future. I just ask my sister to save Zhimian's child. Zhimian also wants to call you mother, so please save this poor child."

Aunt Zhao was crying miserably. While wiping her eyes with a veil, she secretly watched Qiao's reaction, but in the blink of an eye, Qiao disappeared.

Aunt Zhao stopped crying abruptly and called out, "Sister?"

Qingyao sneered: "Aunt Zhao, our wife is from the Qiao family in Duke Wei's mansion. Auntie, your surname is Zhao. Our wife doesn't have any sisters. It's just that Aunt Zhao has the same memory as Aunt Zhimian, so she can't do anything well." I'm not afraid of losing the face of Xie's family by making false identification on the stage."

Aunt Zhao stared: "You..." She suddenly remembered that she was here to ask for help, and this Qingyao was an old man by Qiao's side. She stopped suddenly, panting, wishing she could eat Qingyao but dared not speak go down.

Qingyao ignored her, and continued: "Furthermore, our wife is the aunt of the Xie family. Even if Aunt Zhao has been in charge of the family for more than ten years, it is not a matter of etiquette. It is better for an aunt not to call her aunt or sister casually."

Aunt Zhao's face turned red from anger, she couldn't bear it anymore, she rolled her eyes and passed out.

Xue Momo burst out like a pig-killing cry like that day: "Auntie, you can't die, poor aunt, poor second aunt, poor."

The maids and women in the courtyard are all members of Qiao's family, and the people watching the excitement at the door have been bullied by Aunt Zhao and Madam Xue over the years, and they dare not go forward because they are too excited for the show.

Qing Yao sneered, and then said to the two fat women next to her: "Please trouble the two nuns to send the irrelevant people out of the yard. Our wife's yard is not something that cats and dogs can enter casually."

The two women promised to go forward and drive Mrs. Zhao out.

Back in her own yard, Aunt Zhao woke up naturally. She had lost all face that day. She thought that Mrs. Qiao would agree to her because of her face, but who knew that the other party would not even look at her without saying a word. After leaving, he let himself be insulted like this by a girl.

Thinking about these things and thinking about Zhimian, Aunt Zhao felt so miserable. She lay down on the couch and cried for a long time, and it was only in the afternoon that she came to her senses.

For the sake of her daughter, she can't sit still and wait for death, she must cheer up and find a way to rescue her daughter.

But she didn't think of any way to come here, and someone came to report over there: "Second young master fought with someone and beat him to death."

After a wave of ups and downs, Aunt Zhao rolled her eyes and passed out completely.

(End of this chapter)