Chapter 28

After Shen Lang ran out, Mulan stared blankly at his back for two seconds before continuing to eat breakfast.

A maid beside her, Xiao Ting, said, "Miss, the son-in-law is too vengeful. I'm afraid he will damage the reputation of our Count House."

She was quite tall and somewhat thin.

As soon as she said this, Mulan put down her chopsticks and looked at the maid, Xiao Ting.

She usually treated the servants very well, so these maids were not very afraid of her.

Moreover, this Xiao Ting was shrewd and fierce. She took good care of Mulan's life and could be considered as the leader of the maids.

For a long time, the people of the Count House would call her Sister Xiao Ting when they saw her.

Seeing Mulan's gaze, the maid, Xiao Ting, said, "I'm not wrong. Our Count House loves the people like their own children and has a very good reputation. I'm afraid it's not a good thing for son-in-law to be so impetuous. Don't cause trouble for our Count House."

Mulan's gaze turned cold as she shouted, "Come, slap her ten times."

Immediately, a nanny walked in and fiercely slapped the thin and tall attendant, Xiao Ting's face.

"Pa, pa, pa, pa …"

Xiao Ting couldn't believe her ears at first. Miss actually slapped her?

Then, her face felt pain and couldn't help but cry out.

After a total of ten slaps, her pretty face became red and swollen. Blood flowed out of her nose.

The people at the side were silent.

Miss had never been like this before. Sometimes, even if the maids made a few jokes about her, she didn't care.

Mulan said, "Remember, even if son-in-law married into our family, he is still your master. If you dare to speak ill of master behind his back in the future, it won't be as simple as ten slaps."

As for the maid, Xiao Ting, she was completely stunned. Miss usually doted on her so much.

Mulan said, "Kick her out of my courtyard and send her to the embroidery room."

The thin and tall maid completely panicked. She knelt down and kowtowed, "Miss, I was wrong. I won't dare to speak ill of son-in-law anymore. Please forgive me, forgive me …"

Being slapped ten times was not a big deal as long as one's face was not disfigured. However, if one was chased to the embroidery room, it would be disastrous.

The servants in the Count House were also divided into upper and lower ranks. If they were by the young miss' side, they would be the superior. If they went to the embroidery room, they would be the subordinate. They had endless work to do.

However, it was useless no matter how much she begged for mercy. A few nannies directly dragged her out.

…

"Master, Young Master Shen Lang has come to serve tea," Jin Zhong said.

Count was in a good mood. Last night, Shen Lang had performed well, which made him proud.

Of course, Wang Lian and Mo Ye were still much more outstanding than him. It was just that Shen Lang was previously rumored to be a complete piece of trash, but after yesterday's performance, it didn't seem that bad.

This was like taking advantage of the heavens.

After Shen Lang came in, he respectfully served tea to his in-laws.

Count said, "Shen Lang, do you have any plans for today?"

Shen Lang said, "My parents have worked hard to raise me. Today, I will marry into the Count House, which is unfilial. Today, I want to go home and accompany my parents. I want to be filial to them. "

Count said, "Filial piety is the most important of all virtues. This is something that should be done. Go, and bring two gifts for your parents for me."

"Yes." Shen Lang said, "Thank you, father in law."

His mother-in-law was graceful and dignified. She said gently and generously, "As your daughter-in-law, Mulan should have gone with you to visit your parents. However, she has military duties to attend to every day, so I apologize on her behalf."

Shen Lang said, "Mother-in-law, you are too kind."

Both of them avoided talking about last night's wedding. Apparently, they had already expected it.

After Shen Lang said goodbye, Count's wife said, "I think Shen Lang is quite good. He is quite steady."

After half an hour, Shen Lang left the Count House.

He wanted to ride a horse, but it was too tiring. So, he sat in a carriage with two knights from the Count House escorting him.

This could be considered a return to his hometown in glory.

This luxurious carriage was not inferior to a Mercedes-Benz on Earth. There were also two armed knights escorting him.

In the Black Warrior City, this kind of attitude was very eye-catching.

…

However, Shen Lang did not go home. Instead, he directly broke into Tian Heng's Black Man Gang.

"Stop, this is the Thousand Households of the Militia. Who dares to break in?"

The Black Man Gang's headquarters was a small castle. The flag of the Thousand Households of the Militia was hung. When they saw Shen Lang's carriage, they immediately faced him with crossbows.

"Charge in." Shen Lang said.

The two armed knights from the Count House did not say anything. They immediately sped up and rushed in.

The soldiers on the wall of the Black Man Gang's stronghold were about to shoot, but the people next to them immediately stopped them.

"Are you crazy? Even if you don't want to live, I still want to live. These are the knights of the Count House. "

The archer took a closer look. Wasn't that the flag of Xuan Wu Mansion? He was immediately scared out of his wits.

They were called the militia, but in reality, they were a gang. If they dared to shoot at the knights of the Count House, they would be courting death.

"Why aren't you reporting to the Gang Leader?" The small leader on the stronghold wall ordered.

Immediately, one of the gang members ran inside and reported to Tian Heng.

…

"Hahaha …"

Before seeing the person, he had already heard the voice.

From afar, Tian Heng opened his arms and said in a hearty and cordial manner, "May I know who is coming from the Count House? Please forgive me for not going out to welcome you."

"Stop!"

Shen Lang stopped the coachman and walked down from the carriage. He said lazily, "Gang Leader Tian, I trust you have been well since we last met!"

Tian Heng felt helpless. It's really you, Shen Lang.

I really didn't expect that you, who just married into the Count House last night, can't wait to slap my face today.

You, Shen Lang, have changed too fast. Two days ago, you were so respectful. When you saw me, Tian Heng, it was like a mouse seeing a cat. Today, you are so thorny.

You really don't hide your nouveau riche nature at all.

However, he suddenly suppressed the anger in his heart. He stepped forward and cupped his hands. He said enthusiastically, "Shen, I trust you have been well since we last met. If there's anything, you can just send a servant. Why did you come here personally?"

Looking at Tian Heng, it seemed like the two of them had never had any grudges and were good friends.

However, Shen Lang was unhappy when he heard this.

Tian Heng still addressed him as' you 'instead of' sir '?

What does this mean? Does he not respect me, Shen Lang?

Tian Heng said, "Please, please come in and have some tea, Shen!"

…

In Tian Heng's lavishly decorated living room, Shen Lang was leisurely sipping tea.

Tian Heng was disdainful. You, Shen Lang, are poor and suddenly rich. Do you know how to taste tea?

Of course, he did not show it on his face.

Tian Heng said, "Shen, what do you want to teach me this time?"

Shen Lang said, "I came for the debt of a thousand gold coins. As a person, we must pay our debts. If we don't pay back what we owe, we are a grandson."

Tian Heng laughed and took out a promissory note from his pocket.

This was the promissory note that Shen Lang bit his finger to write.

Tian Heng tore the promissory note into pieces and burned it in the candlelight.

"What debt of a thousand gold coins? I don't know about it at all. I have long forgotten about it." Tian Heng waved his hand and said, "There is no such thing!"

This Tian Heng was quite sensible.

A debt of a thousand gold coins was erased just like that.

Shen Lang sipped his tea and frowned. "Leader Tian, you owe me a thousand gold coins. How could you forget about it and destroy the promissory note? How can this be good? The evidence is gone. People will think that I am here to extort money from you. "

As soon as he said this, Tian Heng was stunned. He almost spat out the tea in his mouth.

'My god, I, Tian Heng, have roamed the pugilistic world for so many years and have never seen someone as shameless as you.

You, Shen Lang, are much better than me at distorting the truth! '

"Why? Is Leader Tian not planning to pay me back? "Shen Lang asked lightly.

"Pay you back." Tian Heng cursed in his heart. He wanted to grab a knife and chop Shen Lang into minced meat.

But … he couldn't.

Taking a deep breath, Tian Heng put on a smiling face and said, "How can that be? Others can refuse to pay me back the money they owe me, but I must pay back the money I owe others! "

"Someone, bring me a thousand gold coins."

After a while, someone came over with a small box. It was a thousand gold coins and weighed more than fifty pounds.

"Shen, count it," Tian Heng said.

'You? You don't even say 'you'? '

Shen Lang said, "Sigh, we are all acquaintances. Forget about the interest."

Tian Heng was about to explode in his heart. 'You bastard. Not only did you extort a thousand gold coins from me, you even want interest?'

But very quickly, Tian Heng put on a smiling face and said, "Brothers should settle accounts clearly. Interest has to be paid, it has to be paid."

Then, he took out another hundred gold coins as interest.

"Do you have any other orders, Shen?" Tian Heng asked.

Shen Lang said, "Where is Tian Xianzhi?"

Tian Heng said, "Shen, why are you looking for him?"

Shen Lang said, "He went to capture my parents yesterday and said that he wanted to kill my whole family. I want to break his legs!"

Tian Heng's eyeballs were about to explode.

This is too much! This is too much!

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