[Through the Book] The ancestor only wants to live a long life

Zhang and Yun Ye left quickly. When they left, Yun Ye left Hu Shan and Zi Zhong behind to protect Rong Enqing's safety.

Hu Shan and Zizhong were both picked by Butler Li from among the people who served the old Marquis Yun Zhen.

After following Yun Ye, Yun Ye realized that in addition to their bargaining skills, these people also had one thing in common, which was their great skills. Especially the oldest one, Hu Shan.

Yun Ye had never seen other masters, so he only used the servants who guarded the house as a reference. In his opinion, Zi Zhong and his four men could easily deal with five servants. As for Hu Shan, I'm afraid that even ten or twenty servants would find it difficult to defeat him. This is a qualitative difference.

At this moment, Nanshan led the way, and Rong Enqing took Hu Shan and Zizhong to a remote woodshed far away from the main courtyard of the manor.

Cui Liu and Lu Yan were imprisoned here.

Unlike what everyone imagined, the two did not look embarrassed, depressed, or frightened or panicked. Instead, they looked calm and composed.

While eating the breakfast that had just been delivered to her - a big meat-stuffed bun, Luyan asked Cuiliu: "When can we get out? It's too uncomfortable to stay in this woodshed. The meat-stuffed bun doesn't taste good anymore."

Cui Liu also picked up a meat bun and pouted her lips in disdain, "Why didn't you send some pickles?" She complained and then responded to Lu Yan, "Don't worry, didn't the old lady send someone to tell us last night that she would let us out after the bitch Li was buried."

Lu Yan nodded and took a bite of the meat bun. After a while, he couldn't help but said with some worry: "Didn't the master say that he would sell us to the south? You say, we can't really be sold, right?"

Cui Liu curled her lips indifferently, "Come on, you know that the master is a filial son. As long as the old lady cries and makes a fuss, everything will be fine."

"Well, the old lady won't ignore us then, right?"

"How could they ignore us? We helped the old lady and the master remove the obstacles! Besides, this was the old lady's personal order! Otherwise, why would we force Li to death? Whether Li can enter the mansion or not, and whether that little girl recognizes her ancestors or not, what does it have to do with us?" Cui Liu's tone was a little arrogant, but every word she said made sense.

Luyan looked at Cuiliu deeply and remained silent for a moment.

Is Cui Liu deceiving herself in order to survive? Or does she really believe this?

Didn't she remember that she was the one who figured out the old lady's thoughts and took the initiative to help the old lady and the master solve the problem? She also wanted to use this to gain merit and be promoted to the position of a first-class maid, gain respect, and be released to a good family in two years.

Although the old lady didn't say anything when she proposed it, which was considered as her tacit agreement, it couldn't be considered as the old lady's personal order, right?

When Cui Liu saw that Lu Yan did not agree with her, she immediately raised her eyebrows and threatened in a harsh voice: "Why are you looking at me like that? What I said is the truth. Don't forget that you also had a part in forcing Li to death!"

At this point, Cuiliu leaned close to Luyan's ear, lowered her voice, and continued, "We are on the same boat! If we want to save our lives, we must tie the old lady up with us."

Lu Yan nodded with a timid look in her eyes, "I, I will listen to you."

Cui Liu softened her expression and said soothingly, "Don't worry. Didn't the old lady say that we are doing this for show? When things calm down, we can change our names and still work for the old lady."

Luyan didn't say anything else, but she nodded and agreed to whatever Cuiliu said. She knew that Cuiliu was bolder and more thoughtful than her, so she just had to obey.

When Rong Enqing brought his people here, Cui Liu and Lu Yan had already finished their breakfast and were lying on a pile of grass covered with a thin quilt, taking a nap. They looked very contented.

When the door of the woodshed was pushed open with a creaky sound, Luyan, who was facing the door, sat up instantly with a look of horror on his face.

Cui Liu, who was facing inside, complained impatiently: "Keep the noise down. I just fell asleep and you woke me up again."

Seeing Rong Enqing walk into the woodshed, Nanshan hurriedly brought a bench from somewhere, placed it behind Rong Enqing, wiped it with his sleeve, and then helped Rong Enqing sit down.

Luyan knelt on the ground in panic, and did not forget to reach out and push Cuiliu.

Cui Liu shouted impatiently: "What are you doing?"

When he turned around, he saw Rong Enqing sitting a few steps away from him, and was immediately frightened out of his wits.

"Ma'am? Why are you here?"

Ron glanced at the greasy empty plate that was casually thrown aside, and looked at the two with a cold expression, "Sleep and eat, eat and sleep, your life is pretty comfortable!"

Poor Yunluo, her mother died at such a young age, and now she is still guarding her mother's coffin in the mourning hall.

Cui Liu quickly defended herself, "My old lady is kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see the servants starving, so she asked someone to prepare breakfast."

"Slap her in the face!" Rong En ordered in a cold voice.

Nanshan hurried forward and raised his hand to slap Cuiliu in the face. However, as soon as he raised his hand, Cuiliu pushed him away.

Nanshan was only eight years old, still a child, but Cuiliu was already a fifteen-year-old girl. She pushed Nanshan so hard that he fell on his buttocks.

Nanshan was in so much pain that tears came to his eyes. He sat on the ground and turned around to look at Rong Enqing aggrieved and helpless: "Madam!"

Rong Enqing's expression turned fierce, and he shouted without turning his head, "Zizhong, come in."

After all, because Cuiliu and Luyan were two girls, Rong Enqing left Hu Shan and Zizhong outside the door when he entered.

Hearing Rong Enqing calling for help, Zizhong quickly entered the woodshed and asked, "Madam, what can I do for you?"

Rong Enqing pointed at Cui Liu and said, "Give her ten slaps."

"Yes." Zizhong took a few steps forward without saying a word, raised his hand and was about to slap Cuiliu in the face.

Cui Liu was so scared that she backed away repeatedly until she was pressed against the wall with nowhere to retreat. Then she panicked and yelled at Rong Enqing, "Madam, why did you hit me? What did I say wrong? What did I do wrong?"

Rong Enqing's face was as gloomy as water: "Hit me first and talk later."

Zizhong stepped forward again, grabbed Cuiliu's arm with his left hand to prevent her from breaking free, raised his right hand and slapped Cuiliu in the face.

"Clap clap clap..."

The sound of slaps echoed throughout the woodshed. After a few slaps, Cui Liu's face was swollen. After ten slaps, Cui Liu's face was unbearable to look at. There was blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

At this time, Green Smoke had already huddled in the corner, shivering.

Nanshan had also stood beside Rong Enqing, and was now looking at Cuiliu with a look of relief. How dare she push her! She deserved it! If she had let her be beaten, how could she have been beaten like this? She didn't have the strength of Uncle Zizhong.

Nanshan looked at Zizhong with envy. Maybe, she could learn some Kung Fu from Uncle Zizhong in the future? Yes, the Kung Fu of beating people! In the future, in addition to helping the Madam to get information, she will also help the Madam to beat people! She can no longer be like she was just now, she can't even help the Madam to beat people!