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The woman soon came out with two bamboo cups. Zong Zhenping picked one up and took a sip. Zheng Zhian hadn't expected that a marquis's son would be so unconventional.

She picked up the bamboo cup and drank from it; there was a faint bamboo fragrance inside, which felt quite nice.

The child ran up to the woman, tugged at the hem of her apron, and looked up at her, saying, "Mommy~"

The woman then turned around and went back inside to get him a cup. After the little guy finished drinking it, he ran out to play again.

Seeing that she was still standing, Zong Zhenping stood up, looked around casually, and asked, "Aunt Tian, ​​where is Sister Guihua?"

Watching him fiddling around in the yard, picking things up here and there, if Zheng Zhian hadn't met him before, he would have really thought he had ADHD.

"He went into town to buy coarse salt; he should be back soon."

Zong Zhenping knew that children from poor families tended to become independent earlier and would often help out with errands and small tasks for their families.

The two chatted awkwardly for a while, taking turns asking and answering questions. After Zong Zhenping finished chopping the firewood in the yard, he put the axe on the farm tool rack, clapped his hands, and went to the well to wash his hands.

Zheng Zhi'an ran to the farm tool rack and looked at these things that she had only seen in museums before. She was very curious about them.

The woman assumed that she was just curious about these things because she was young.

After looking at it for a while, he pointed to the only big thing on the ground and asked, "What's this for?" It looked like the teeth of an iron rake, but it was much bigger than an iron rake.

The woman smiled and said, "This is for plowing the land."

Zheng Zhian looked at him with an "I see" expression.

After washing his hands, Zong Zhenping quietly placed a bag of silver on the table, covered it with a bamboo cup, and then announced, "Aunt Tian, ​​we're leaving."

"Leaving so early?"

Before Zong Zhenping could say anything, a girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old rushed into the courtyard, her face panicked, calling out, "Mother, Mother..."

Zong Zhenping looked coldly towards the courtyard, but there was no one there. Judging from her appearance, she was clearly quite frightened. "Give her some water and let her rest for a while before we talk about it."

It took her a while to recover, her face still showing lingering fear. "I... I accidentally bumped into that..."

Suddenly, six fierce-looking burly men rushed into the courtyard and started smashing things. Zong Zhenping reacted quickly, picked up Zheng Zhian, and protected Aunt Tian and her daughter behind him, looking at the men warily.

A man dressed in a long, ink-colored brocade robe entered the courtyard. He had slightly protruding eyes and dark circles under his eyes, clearly from excessive indulgence. He was fanning himself with a fan in a pretentious manner.

Zheng Zhian didn't think he was a good person at first glance, but why did he look so familiar? He thought about it carefully, but still couldn't remember.

I really don't know whose beast was released.

The man hadn't expected there to be so many people in the house, and judging from the clothes of the boy standing at the front, he didn't seem to be from this family. But so what?

"Hey little girl, you bumped into me, and you're just going to run away like that?"

The girl trembled and hid behind her mother. Zheng Zhian wanted to punch him in the face when he saw his lewd appearance.

Zong Zhenping looked at him with a dark expression, his voice as cold as ice, "What do you want to do?"

The man waved his fan and grinned wickedly, "Nothing much, just want her to come over and apologize to me."

This ambiguous voice sounds even more like a steward than Steward Liu. Zheng Zhian wanted to gag him.

Guihua slowly peeked out, choking back tears as she said, "I...I've already apologized to you."

"Saying 'I'm sorry' is enough for an apology? Do you think I accept that?"

Guihua, who was at the very back, cried and argued, "It was clearly...it was clearly you who deliberately stood behind me."

Zong Zhenping was too lazy to listen to his nonsense; this kind of person was clearly no good. "What exactly do you want?"

"It's simple, just hand over that girl and let me play with her for a couple of days." He finished speaking and looked in the direction at the back with a lewd grin.

He'd gotten tired of all those glamorous and assertive beauties lately, but when he went to check the accounts, he encountered such a delicate and pretty woman with a fiery temper. How could he just let her go?

He wanted to take her back and tame her little by little, to make her kneel on the ground crying and begging for his favor and love. Just thinking about it made him feel a wave of pleasure all over his body!

Looking into his eyes, Zheng Zhian felt a chill run down her spine and couldn't help but shudder. She turned her head away, refusing to look at him; he was truly an eyesore.

Feeling her movement, Zong Zhenping subconsciously patted her back and said harshly, "You're dreaming."

"Am I dreaming? There's nothing in the entire capital that I, Jian Tianyi, can't get," Jian Tianyi said arrogantly.

The servant beside him nodded repeatedly. The only son of the Prime Minister, couldn't he have whatever he wanted?

Upon hearing his name, Zheng Zhian instantly remembered who he was, and she immediately turned around and roared, "I am Zheng Zhian!"

After she yelled that, she was lightly patted on the back, and a voice above her head said, "Don't learn those things, it's not good."

The person opposite him sneered, "What you call me is none of my business." He took a few steps back, "All of you, get on her, but be careful not to hurt my beauty."

The group of burly men rushed forward, and Yingyi immediately appeared, taking Zheng Zhian directly from Zong Zhenping's arms and blocking the men rushing forward with one hand.

He stared at the suddenly appearing shadow for a moment before he realized what was happening.

Once Zongzhen was airborne, dealing with the situation became much easier.

The situation was managed to be brought under control.

"Mother~wow~mother~"

Jian Tianyi walked in through the door, carrying Guihua's younger brother by the neck. He laughed and said, "If you don't hand over the child, this kid will be dead."

Zong Zhenping and Yingyi exchanged a glance. He quickly stepped forward, and Yingyi kicked a pebble at Jian Tianyi. He was distracted to block it, and the child was snatched from his hands by Zong Zhenping. However, what he did not expect was that this person also knew a few fancy moves. Suddenly, he thrust his fan forward, and the fan head turned into a sharp blade.

Zong Zhenping had no choice but to quickly pick up the child and retreat, but Jian Tianyi kept chasing after him. Zong Zhenping had to spin around with the child in his arms and use all his strength to give him a side kick, sending the man flying instantly.

Zong Zhenping first placed the child behind Yingyi, then turned around to defend.

The child burst into tears as soon as he saw his mother. He had never seen such a scene before and was immediately terrified.

Those thugs showed no mercy whatsoever, until...

A cry of alarm rang out. "Young Master! Young Master!" Jian Tianyi's servant knelt down beside him, crying out.

Both sides stopped fighting, and everyone looked in the direction from which the sound came. The remaining two burly men cautiously retreated to that side.

Jian Tianyi's chest cavity was pierced by the large teeth that plowed the ground, his face was covered in blood, his mouth was wide open, and his bulging eyes were wide open.

One of the burly men stepped forward, reached out and checked his breath, then withdrew his hand and shook his head at the other man.

Zong Zhenping, who had stopped to the side and slightly rotated his arm, frowned.

Upon seeing this scene, Yingyi immediately raised his hand and covered Zheng Zhian's eyes.

Actually, she felt nothing at all when she saw it, because her own death had been far more tragic.

Moreover, the scenes she had seen on the interstellar battlefield before were even more bloody than this, but for now, she'd better just pretend.

But Jian Tianyi's identity...