Chapter 33

Jiang Pengji sneered, glanced at all the wardens and servants watching the punishment, and said, "look at them until people shut up, otherwise no one can leave, and no one wants to move away from their sight. However, if anyone dares to chew the root of his tongue indiscriminately, they will be treated equally and beaten to death."

"Last night, I didn't directly point out those who left their duty without permission on patrol. After watching the punishment, I went to get the punishment myself."

Bullying the man who didn't carry the tripod in Liufu, didn't he?

Then watch until you see that everyone is afraid.

The housekeeper watched, sighed and whispered, "it's too..."

Liu's poetry is a family member. She should pay attention to her demeanor and face in everything. Such dirty eyes are always left to the people below. Jiang Pengji only needs to plan strategies and control the overall situation.

However, when the housekeeper thought of Liu Lanting's mother, he felt that this behavior was not unacceptable.

Perhaps, Erlang Junwen and the fruit under the surface are more cruel and spicy, which is given by the first lady.

Jiang Pengji played with her new fan and said leisurely, "If you don't do that, the girl will eventually die. The maidservant of the Liu family is not an independent girl outside the house. She was wronged here and was entitled to recover some interest from the creditor. In addition, although her father was not in the house these years, the housekeeper tried his best to take care of the Liu house, but she is old and her energy can't be compared with that of her youth. It's inevitable that there are omissions and help With the unhealthy tendencies of these people, it can't be guaranteed that everyone can be as sincere and loyal as a housekeeper... Oh, the inner courtyard is also where they can come and go at will? "

That servant has a lax mouth, or he likes to talk very much.

Jiang Pengji can fully imagine that if he drinks too much one day, or becomes complacent for a moment, he will tell his friends and friends about forcing the maid in the inner court. One will spread ten, ten will spread hundreds, and the whole Hejian county will know. At that time, the reputation of the women's family members of the Liu family will be destroyed.

He doesn't die, who dies!

The housekeeper is still worried. After today's event, I'm afraid the whole Hejian county knows that the second husband of the Liu family is a cruel man.

At this time, the sun was not too strong, and there was some cold on the body, but everyone felt that there was no inner cold.

The handmaid was a little exquisite and petite. At this time, she took out her milk strength and hit the man who was tied tightly with a wooden stick. When the other party felt pain and wanted to get away, she held a wooden stick and chased after him. Where it hurt, a dull thump echoed in the hearts of the people.

Not only were the servants forced to watch the whole body cold and two wars, but also some people watching the live broadcast on the other side of the screen couldn't stand it. Some people with poor tolerance felt sick in their throats.

Nevertheless, the number of live viewers slowly climbed to 3000, and there were many spectators waiting in line outside.

There is an upper limit on the number of people in the live broadcast room. For a new anchor like Jiang Pengji, the maximum audience is only 3000. To increase the upper limit, you must upgrade the anchor level to the system with the popularity value on the anchor account.

It takes 100000 popularity points to upgrade a primary anchor to a secondary anchor, and Jiang Pengji's current account is only 1532.

The housekeeper said shamefully, "it's a villain. I'm ashamed of the great trust of the master, and I'm tired of my husband's reputation in the future..."

If he hadn't noticed that the house had become like this and didn't take precautions in advance, his two husband wouldn't have to use such fierce and cruel means.

Jiang Pengji is very confident about this, "don't worry, no one dares to talk more. Maybe she will praise me for my decision to run the family."

If she doesn't have this means, the gentry who have noble women kidnapped in their family will be worried.

How can a guy who can't even fight hard at home and is restrained by the other party's crooked reasoning be able to protect himself and your noble women in that dangerous situation?

Housekeeper: "

From the beginning to the throat, it took more than half an hour, and the people present and the audience in the live room were forced to watch it for more than an hour.

The ground was stained with a lot of blood, white brains and broken bones were smeared on the ground, and some broken meat was scattered everywhere... The servants in the courtyard were scared to make a noise. Several felt that their lower abdomen was slightly paralyzed, and a heat flow flowed down their legs. They were scared and forbidden!

No one can have a clear conscience, for fear that what they have done before will be found out and settled, and the audience behind the screen will feel that they have been forcibly reshaped.

Jiang Pengji walked forward leisurely on her wooden clogs, took the stick that her maid could hardly hold, held each other's hand and pinched it.

"I've asked someone to cook medicine for you. Remember to take a dip in your arm. Otherwise, you'll be too sore to lift your hands tomorrow. Look at these hands. They look thin and thin, but they can also avenge yourself. Remember, whoever insults you in the future, you will deeply remember the process just now. When you live, you will have revenge. When you die, you will always be the perpetrator. I Liu The maidservant of the mansion is not a clay sculpture to be bullied. "

The maidservant didn't fall down until she leaned on the breath in her heart. Now, after listening to Jiang Pengji's words, she had an unspeakable grievance. She crawled and knelt at her feet, her forehead against the back of her overlapping hands, her shoulders trembled, her spine arched, and cried silently.

With a slight sigh, Jiang Pengji asked someone to carry the body down and clean it up, and then beat all the servants again.

In the West inner courtyard, Mrs. butterfly, who had just woke up from a nap, heard the reply from her close maid, and her eyes flashed a different color.

"You say, Erlang Jun really killed him?" Mrs. die sat up from the top half of the soft collapse. The winking maid immediately took the one who was placed aside, so that she could rely more comfortably, "or did the maid kill herself with a stick?"

The maid seemed to be thinking about the scene just now. She couldn't help shivering, "yes, it's the handmaid who Erlang Jun gave the stick to himself."

The sticks were much taller than the maidservant's head. She could kill the servant with such a thick stick.

Mrs. die didn't think so and said, "what's strange about this? This woman is not born to be kneaded by others. Once she hates someone, even if she holds one breath, she will retaliate severely..."

As if she remembered something, Mrs. die said again, "this fierce and decisive temper is not like her father, but more like her mother."

When Liu Fu was young, he was exquisite, handsome and vulgar, just like a relegated fairy in the painting.

His temperament is as gentle as jade and his conversation is modest and polite. No matter who he talks with, he can make the other party feel like a spring breeze. Of course, this guy has always grown up drinking black ink. How clean his clothes can be, how dark his mind can be.

For things that can be solved with his mouth, the man even feels breathless when he takes two more steps.

Liu Lanting's mother, on the contrary, was quite the opposite of him. She had a careless face. On the surface, she looked like a noble female model, but behind her back, she was a flamboyant and enthusiastic character. She also liked to toss about some things that people didn't understand, so that people didn't understand how her brain grew.

Their daughter is a fusion of their characteristics.

Looks like her father, but her strong and violent style is like her mother, but

Mrs. die sipped her tea. "Erlang has more brains than her mother."

Liu Lanting is not her mother. If she is in trouble, there is no other Liu she to clean up the mess for her. It's better to rely on herself.

The maid didn't understand, "but... Madam, isn't it good for your reputation to do things like this..."

Mrs. die snorted coldly and said, "she is the legitimate son of the Liu family, not an ordinary woman hiding in the boudoir. What's the matter with her ruthless behavior? It's the so-called non-toxic husband. Now those male brothers of the husband are smeared with makeup and scattered with hairpins and flowers. It's also disgusting to see them."