Xiao Zhongliang did not answer immediately, but looked at Yuanshi. Seeing her nod slightly, he ordered his men to tie up Hong Xiaolian and prepare to send her to Jingzhao Prefecture.

Xiao Changying from next door woke up and crawled over to beg: "Dad! Great grandmother! You can't send my mother to Jingzhao Prefecture. Family disgrace should not be made public! We have to solve this matter ourselves."

The little girl rolled her eyes at him.

[Solve it, what the hell? Hong Xiaolian hid it from everyone except you. You knew your life story when you were seven years old. Mother and son acted together to deceive people every day. When something happened, you begged pitifully. Are you still a man?]

The charcoal-haired man repeated his master's thoughts, which made the old lady grit her teeth.

He turned to look at Xiao Changying lying on the ground: "You ungrateful bastard, you knew your life story at the age of seven, and you also knew that Hong Xiaolian was a murderous female devil, why didn't you stand up and expose her bravely? Seeing our whole family being deceived by you and your son, do you feel satisfied?"

Xiao Zhongliang looked at Xiao Changying disappointedly: "You are not worthy of being a son. If you know the truth, why don't you tell it?"

"I don't dare to tell you, son." Xiao Changying knelt on the ground and kowtowed while crying, "I'm afraid if I tell you, I won't be able to grow up with you."

"Quibbling!" The old lady was extremely angry. She slammed the table and stood up, pointing her finger at her great-grandson whom she once loved so much. "What do you mean you dare not say it? Obviously you don't want to say it. That woman will plan everything for you in the Bo Mansion.

You don't want to be inferior to others, so you want to covet things that don't belong to you. Such a vicious person is not worthy of entering the door of the Bo Mansion. From now on, you will live and die on this farm, and Hong Xiaolian will be sent to the government."

No one dared to disobey the old lady's orders. Hong Xiaolian was gagged and taken away.

Xiao Changying cried and begged the old lady, her forehead hit the floor, it was broken and bleeding. In the past, the old lady would definitely not know it and would be heartbroken.

At this moment, she felt that her efforts were a joke. She had just blamed her grandson's wife Yuan, she was really old and confused.

The unclear death of her daughter has always been a pain in her heart. She didn't expect that the murderer was raised by her and was loved and pampered by her.

An extraordinary horse racing birthday came to a hasty end. After Chu Xiaoxiao finished her business, she was taken home by Chu Yimo.

The Duke of Zhongyong took Hong Xiaolian to Jingzhao Prefecture to report to the authorities. The bailiffs went to Douya Hutong to arrest all the members of the Hong family and held a public trial.

At first, the Hong family refused to admit it. Later, when Hong Xiaolian's confession was read out, they learned that the incident had been exposed.

Xiao Changying was also punished with twenty strokes of the cane in court for framing his brother. He was carried back to the farm unconscious. The old lady in the Earl of Loyalty and Bravery's mansion heard this and remained silent.

The Hong family was sentenced to exile and hard labor three thousand miles away. The lawsuit in the Loyal and Brave Marquis' Mansion made the world alert and lament.

From then on, the people in the capital all knew that whenever the imperial teacher went to someone's house, something would happen in that family. This seemed to have become a rule.

Regarding the eldest daughter of the imperial merchant Li family's plan to marry Tang Zhifeng, the zither player of Baihua Tower, Naituanzi carefully predicted their fortune and found that the two were truly a pair of bickering lovers in this life.

[Ahaha! Then I don't need to care about their business, that's great. Li Huanyao and Tang Zhifeng are a perfect match, no one can separate them. ]

Yang looked at her daughter stretching out her chubby little hands and calculating non-stop, her eyes full of helplessness. She was obviously a plump little girl, but she calculated this and that all day long like a Taoist nun.

[The concubine of the wealthy Shen family is as timid as a mouse. She threw the talisman that was originally intended to frame the mistress into the toilet. The lawsuit is settled and I don’t have to go to their house.

Alas! What a pity, two less families, two less golden toys. I am not happy, very unhappy, ￣へ￣. 】

The charcoal-haired boy advised her, "Master! It doesn't matter if we have fewer toys. We can earn more later. The most important thing right now is to catch that vixen and that damn raccoon cat."

If it continues to spread rumors, we will have to follow it around and help put out the fire. It's so frustrating."

The little chubby boy sat down and tried to cross his legs like an adult, but his legs were too short to cross. He struggled for a long time before he managed to cross his right leg over his left leg, but after a few seconds, his right leg naturally fell off.

She didn't give up and tried again, but still failed.

“Bang!”

Milk ball reached out and patted his right leg, ordering it: "Be obedient, if you don't, I'll beat you."

Yang took a look and covered her mouth with her hands as she giggled. Her daughter was really funny. She was talking to her own legs, expecting them to understand?

After the slap, the little boy grimaced in pain and then put his right leg on his left leg. This time he managed to hold it up for more than ten breaths, but in the end it fell down because it was too short.

[Humph! You are so useless. If it didn't hurt me to hit you, I would have beaten you to death. If you can't even cross your legs, what's the point of having you? ]

Yang: “…”

I turned my head and smiled secretly, my daughter is so cute, hahaha! Don’t you know that the function of legs is to walk?

The charcoal-headed man looked at his master's legs, walked over, squatted, reached out to catch the fallen right leg, pulled it over and fixed it, and then helped her to fix it.

The little girl was happy now and smiled cheerfully.

[Go catch that damned raccoon cat at night. If it's obedient, keep it. If it's not, kill it.]

Her daughter had a smile on her face and looked lively and active, but in her heart she was eager for war and killing. Yang looked up at the sky and sighed silently.

She couldn't complain about the decision made by God. If her daughter hadn't come, she might have died at this moment, and the heads of the Chu family would have been chopped off and blood would have flowed like a river.

"Okay! I'll listen to my master." The charcoal-headed man was worried, "I heard that raccoon cats have nine lives. Can we kill them all at once?"

The milk ball crossed his arms, glared at the black-haired man in dissatisfaction, and snorted in dissatisfaction.

[I don't care how many lives it has. As long as I destroy its spirit, I won't be afraid even if it has a hundred lives.]

"Master, that's a good idea." The charcoal-haired man slapped his forehead in annoyance. "Look at me, I'm so short-sighted that I forgot about this. Tanuki are good at using illusions. I have to prepare well tonight."

[It's not the only one who can use illusions. I can do it, too. I want to let the raccoon cat experience it.]

Yang: “…”

It sounds like it must be very lively. I really want to go and see it in person, but I don’t know if my daughter will take me with her.

Probably not.

My daughter is going there to capture monsters, not to play, so how can I take her with me?

After having Black Charcoal Head, she even didn't want her father anymore. Every time she went out, it was late at night, when Black Charcoal Head transformed into a dragon and flew in the air with his daughter on his back.

She was not afraid of falling off, and let the black dragon carry her everywhere. The last time she saw it, her heart flew up into the air.

Fortunately, the child came back safe and sound in the end, otherwise she would have been worried to death.

[Release the golden rat at night and let it help. I'll watch from the side. If the two of you can't handle the old civet cat together, I think there's no need for you to stay here.]