Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Nan Xi said coldly:

"Zhiqiao, go slap him in the face until he can't speak!"

"Yes, Miss!"

Zhi Qiao was already furious. If Nan Xi hadn't given her orders, she would have rushed out and given him a beating.

Then everyone saw a pretty girl dressed as a maid rushing out of the car, rushing out like a cannonball, and started slapping Zhao Wenxuan's mouth while he was still talking.

While slapping and scolding:

"I'll let you humiliate my young lady and make you spew feces!"

"Who do you think you are? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? How dare you covet my eldest daughter!"

"Our eldest lady is the moon in the sky, and you are the mud under our feet, you ungrateful bastard."

"I told you to talk nonsense! I told you to talk nonsense..."

While hitting him with his hands, he took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and kicked the scumbag's third leg several times with "bang, bang".

Zhao Wenxuan's body was bent like a shrimp ball due to the pain, and his face was swollen like a pig's head.

Soon the coachman came with the Jingzhao Yin's men.

Zhi Qiao stopped when she saw the person coming from a distance.

"Brother officer, you are here!"

"Quickly arrest this man. He's blocking the road and spewing foul language, attempting to tarnish our young lady's reputation. I'm following the young lady's orders to shut him up."

The yamen runners looked at Zhao Wenxuan's miserable appearance like a pig's head, and their mouths twitched.

Wow, she is indeed worthy of being the eldest daughter of the general's mansion. Her way of making people shut up is rough and effective.

Zhiqiao walked up to the leading yamen runner, quietly stuffed a bulging purse into his pocket, and said:

"Thank you for your hard work, officer. I'd like to invite you to have some tea."

The leading yamen runner immediately glared around:

"You are such a rude and unscrupulous person! Seeing you were wearing a long gown, I thought you were educated. How dare you do such a filthy thing in the street!"

"My reputation as a noble lady of Dayue is so precious! How could you allow me to smear it in public? How evil is your heart!"

A big wave:

"Brothers, arrest him and lock him up for a few days to teach him a lesson!"

Immediately, several yamen runners swarmed over, grabbing some by the arms and some by the legs, and dragged Zhao Wenxuan away like a chick.

The crowd dispersed, feeling they couldn't afford to offend this noble lady. This man was completely out of his mind, actually asking her to be his concubine.

Tsk! You deserved the beating.

They would never have dared to think of such a thing even in their dreams, but this person actually dared to say it in broad daylight. Maybe he ate a few extra peanuts while drinking.

But when Zhao Wenxuan arrived at the Jingzhao government office, no one interrogated him or beat him.

A few yamen runners threw him into a cell and left him alone.

Fortunately, he was imprisoned in a separate cell. The bad thing was that no one brought him food. Every night, he was only given a black steamed bun thrown in through the window.

He had to catch it and chew it clean, and no one came to see him during that time.

Not even a sip of water.

Zhao Wenxuan couldn't help but feel a little panic.

After all, he had once been a close minister to the emperor. Although he had fallen on hard times, he still had some sensitivity to politics.

He knew that the prince was in power now, and General Nan was now powerful thanks to the prince.

He could understand General Nan hating him after reading the secret letter, but with Nan Xi in the middle, it wouldn't be too difficult for him.

At this point, Zhao Wenxuan was still very confident about his importance in Nan Xi's heart - after all, he knew very well how good the original owner had been to him.

It has been so long since the divorce, and he has been waiting for Nan Xi to bow to him and show goodwill, but Nan Xi has not come to tell him, and he has not even sent someone to give him some money.

His leg was injured and he needed to take medicine all the time, which was a considerable expense.

After losing 100 taels of silver, life in the courtyard became tight, and he had to work hard to earn money to support his family.

In the past, whenever he sold a piece of calligraphy or painting, people around him would buy it for a large sum of money. But after his divorce and dismissal from office, not only did no one buy his calligraphy or painting anymore, but even if he sold it to a bookstore or teahouse at a low price, no one would buy it.

The few coins I earned from copying books were not even enough to pay the rent.

He had no choice but to send Dongmei to ask his eldest and second uncles to borrow some money, but the two families wouldn't even let him in. After the commotion got too intense, someone threw a few copper coins through the crack of the door, just like giving alms to beggars.

After a few times, Dongmei cried and refused to go anymore.

There was really no other way, so he came out to meet Nan Xi in person today.

Nan Xi thought that seeing him in such a miserable state, her anger would surely subside. Even if she couldn't go home with him immediately, she would at least give him a large sum of money.

But he just couldn't believe that stupid woman Nan Xi had the guts to disregard their marital relationship and put her former husband in jail.

No, no! That maid must have acted on her own, or received orders from the old man, not to let Xier see him.

He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He should have taken action earlier and killed that old bastard Nan Zhenwei, and things wouldn't have turned out like this today.

For some reason, he had a strong premonition that everything should not be like this.

It shouldn't be like this.

It was not until three days later that Zhao Wenxuan was thrown out of prison by the bailiffs.

Not to mention that Zhao Wenxuan was disheveled, dizzy and hungry, and it was difficult for him to return to his residence.

That night, Nan Xi visited the courtyard again and broke all three of his legs.

The method is extremely simple and crude.

That night, Nan Xi put on gloves and smashed the three legs with a gold brick she'd collected from the palace, leaving them bloody and mangled. The brick was so strong it deformed, and only then did she feel relieved.

Although the gold bricks are dirty, fortunately they still have weight.

Nan Xi decided that she would use this "transformed gold brick" to smash people in the future!

This is something.

After the flower-viewing banquet, Nan Xi returned to the general's residence, took off her complicated coat, undid her intricate bun, and took a comfortable flower petal bath.

Only then did I feel completely relaxed.

Nan Xi felt that perhaps she was inherently socially anxious and didn't particularly enjoy these kinds of banquets. Fortunately, the Crown Princess was a nice person, and Nan Xi didn't dislike her.

Thinking of the headdress given to her by the Crown Princess, Nan Xi always felt unworthy of it, so she began to search through the space to see if there was anything she could give as a return gift.

There were so many treasures and they were so diverse that Nan Xi didn't even look at many of them when she collected them, so now she herself didn't know what was in her space.

I decided to take advantage of this free time to sort out the things in my own space, including the things in the system space, and sort them out.

The first thing is to partition your space.

First divide the things of the end of the world into one area, and then divide the things of this small world into one area.

The palace's belongings were kept in a separate area. Many of the items in the palace were labeled. Since she was still in this small world, she would try not to circulate the palace's belongings in the future to avoid causing trouble.

Then classify the other things and put them in different areas one by one.

Then I found that the most common things she had were gold, silver, and jewelry, followed by food, cloth, and the like.