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They are arguing.

Jiusu was thinking. Her eyes fell on the purse tied around Hu Ming's waist. She said, "Isn't Master Wei here? Why don't we just ask him?"

The village doctor is bandaging him.

Wei Fu avoided her gaze and said, "I just married her because I liked her."

Suddenly, he saw out of the corner of his eye that the fierce girl picked up the crossbow again. He quickly raised his hands and flapped his two disabled legs anxiously, but it was of no use.

You can't escape or hide from it.

"Don't do this, I can't escape anymore."

Jiusu said, "Tell me how you met Hu Baozhu. If you don't tell me the truth, I will make sure you can never stand up again."

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you." Wei Fu felt a chill on his back. He blamed everything on the person who started this. "It was Hu Ming. He said his sister was pretty and that if he was paid ten taels of silver, he would marry Hu Baozhu to the Wei Mansion."

Hu Ming waved his hands, "No, it's not me."

Wei Fu stretched out his hand, looked up and said, "Butler, show them the contract."

The housekeeper gave the things to Jiusu.

"Master Jiu, there are Hu Ming's handprints and signatures on it. You can take a look. The master is just helping him. There are many people who sell their sisters to pay off debts, and some even sell their own women."

Jiusu's eyes were cold, the above content was indeed true.

She handed the contract to the Hu family and said, "Please check if it's his handwriting."

In this era, selling people is so justified. The road to equality is very difficult. Well, she clenched her fists and decided to go on no matter how difficult it was.

Hu Jijian didn't even read the content, but looked directly at the handwriting below, which was flying and fluttering, but he recognized these three words.

His hands were shaking, his mind was blank, and he fell backwards.

Fortunately, the Hu family held him back.

"Rebellious son!"

The Hu family members asked one after another: "Is it really him? Hu Ming, you are too cruel, this is your own sister!"

Hu Ming said indifferently: "So what? When she grows up, won't she be sold to me for marriage? I just used her in advance!"

Hu Jijian was furious and looked around for something that would suit his needs. Finally, he picked up a broom from the wall and hit Hu Ming hard on the butt. "I'll beat you to death!"

After two hits, it hurt so much.

Hu Ming grabbed the broom and raised it above his head. He met his father's horrified and shocked eyes, and his teeth chattered. Hu Jijian pointed at himself and asked, "Why, do you still want to hit your father?"

"This is the last time. Don't hit me again!" Hu Ming threw the broom on the ground.

Hu Jijian yelled again: "I am your father!"

Hu Ming stepped on the broom, as if trampling the feelings between father and son to the ground, breaking them without mercy.

"I don't care who your father is. I will beat anyone who dares to hit me!"

He rushed into the house and rummaged through the drawers, as if he was looking for something.

Jiusu lowered his head and said, "Master Wei, aren't you angry when you see this unfilial child? If it weren't for him, would your legs be injured?"

Wei Fu thought about it and agreed.

"Go, break his legs for me!"

The housekeeper and his servants came forward, grabbed Hu Ming and started beating him up. They vented all their anger on him. Hu Baozhu took the opportunity to kick him a few times.

In the end, Hu Ming crawled out of the house.

Hu asked, "Aren't you going to stop him?"

"Why stop him? If you want to die, just die outside! It's bad luck to die at home." Hu Jijian closed his eyes and stopped caring. "From now on, just treat him as if you don't have a son."

Hu sighed and wiped away her tears.

She said to the relatives around her: "I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself in front of you. Go back and have some rest."

The mother and daughter snuggled together.

As soon as the relatives left, noises were heard outside the door.

Zhang Tu shouted, "I want to see who is bullying my brother Wei?"

When he stepped over the threshold, he saw Wei Fu sitting on the ground, looking depressed and about to cry. He became very angry and turned back angrily to look at the 'culprit.'

"Lord Jiu?"

He slid straight to his knees.

"Your humble servant greets you, sir!"

Jiusu said, "Master Zhang, I happened to see Wei Fu robbing a woman. According to the law, what crime should he be punished for?"

Zhang Tu looked back hesitantly.

"Sir, according to the law, those who commit serious crimes shall be exiled." He said in a low voice with embarrassment, "But he is the prefect's younger brother, which doesn't seem right, right?"

Jiusu said, "The prefect owes me a favor. I'll go over there and ask Sir Zhang to sentence him."

Zhang Tu looked at Wei Fu sympathetically and waved his hand, saying, "Take Wei Fu away!"

Wei Fu left.

He bent over and followed Jiusu, recounting Wei Fu's crimes over the years. He tried to please Wei Fu only because Wei Fu had a brother who was a prefect.

However, catching Wei Fu would also be beneficial to him.

The prefect fell.

Doesn't he have a chance?

Jiusu asked: "Since Lord Zhang knew that he had committed many evil deeds, why didn't he stop him?"

Zhang Tu smiled awkwardly and apologized.

"Your Excellency is right. I have not managed my affairs properly and I should be punished! Please give me a chance and I will make corrections."

Jiusu has self-awareness.

She is just a salt maker, not a dismissed official.

Changing the subject, he said, "Master Zhang, you are too kind. You will definitely handle the Wei Fu matter. Master Zhang is very busy, so I won't keep you here."

"I'm leaving." Zhang Tu was eager to leave.

The yard was a mess.

Hu Jijian knelt on the ground with his wife and daughter. He kowtowed and said, "Thank you, Lord Jiu. Thank you, Lord Jiu!"

Jiusu helped him up and said, "It's fate. Well, I should go back now. I believe Wei Fu won't bother you anymore. If you have any problems, come to Jiufu to find me."

Looking at her back.

Hu Baozhu took off her hairpin and red coat, noticed the basket on the table, picked it up and chased after him.

"My lord, your things."

"Thank you." Jiusu smiled gently, "You don't have to call me sir, just call me girl."

Hu Baozhu nodded obediently. She clenched her hands nervously and asked, "Miss Jiu, what do you want to do with these things? Of course, if you don't want to answer..."

Jiusu picked up the basket and said, "Two maids at home want to drink taro milk tea. Here are the ingredients."

Hu Baozhu didn't understand, but she felt that she was really good to the maid.

"Taro ball milk tea?"

"Yes, uh, I don't know how to introduce myself." Jiusu invited, "How about this, come to Jiufu tomorrow and I'll buy you a drink."

Hu Baozhu stammered, "Can I?"

Jiusu raised his eyebrows and said half-jokingly, "Of course you can. I don't eat people. Come to Jiu's house tomorrow and tell me your name. The housekeeper will take you to find me."

"Yes." Hu Baozhu bowed, "Miss Jiu, take care."

The dusk spread over the road and also fell on Jiusu's back. She was completely unaware that Hu Baozhu had already started dancing behind her.

He ran back to the yard and said excitedly: "Dad, Mom, Miss Jiu invited me to the mansion!"

Hu Jijian withdrew himself from the anger of his rebellious son.

After hearing the news, there was finally a hint of joy on his face.

"Okay, don't make trouble when you go to the mansion, and don't talk nonsense. This is our savior, you have to be smart and don't make him unhappy."

Hu Baozhu agreed to all of them: "My daughter knows!"