Chapter 30 The disappearing money box
Passed out now? He is indeed a narrow-minded person...
Zhao Duan also didn't expect that a few words could be so devastating, and his face couldn't help but look weird.
Shaking his head, he stood up and glanced at the group of evil slaves with cold eyes:
"Why don't you get out yet?"
Until this moment, the servants holding whistle sticks just woke up from their dreams. How could they dare to say any nonsense?
He immediately put his tail between his legs, hurriedly dragged the unconscious Zhang Changji, and hurriedly escaped from Zhao's house, fearing that he would be killed on the spot if he took a step too late.
He was even more anxious to report this matter to the Zhang family's eldest son and the old man.
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"Mr. Lang, are you... okay? The man just now claimed that you have been convicted and sent to prison."
At this time, the servants of the Zhao family came to their senses one after another, and the old steward asked with tears in his eyes.
When Zhao's father was young, he was the manager of the family, not a family member but a family member.
Therefore, even after the original owner gained power, he was still considered kind to him.
"You don't have to listen to that man's nonsense. What kind of relationship do I have with His Majesty? What can happen?"
Zhao Duan deliberately raised his voice and pulled the emperor's tiger skin to comfort his servants.
Then, he briefly described the confrontation in the palace, going over the details and focusing on the results.
Everyone in the mansion has been in panic for days.
At this moment, I learned that my husband not only made meritorious service to pay for his sins, but was also allowed to have a meal by the saint, and also received great benefits, he immediately beamed with joy.
The tension was gone and compliments poured in.
"Okay, what are you doing here? Clean up the broken places. By the way, send someone out. My carriage is lagging behind and tell Zhu Kui that everything is okay here."
Zhao Duan dismissed the servants and then looked at the real master.
Rao had a vague impression, but seeing it with his own eyes now, he was still shocked.
What a beautiful stepmother and girl...
Eugene Hua had stood up at this moment, her dark green silk dress was stained with dust, and her soft and gentle face showed the joy of surviving the disaster.
Seeing Zhao Duan's gaze, he trembled subconsciously and forced out a flattering smile:
"I hope you're fine, sir. I must not have had enough to eat while accompanying you in the palace. My aunt will arrange meals right now...Pan'er? What are you doing standing around stupidly? Go get your brother's clothes quickly."
She was clearly the mistress of the house, but she looked servile and cautious, as if she was afraid of making him angry.
In his memory, this aunt treated him very well since he entered the house.
He keeps the house in order and has a gentle and gentle personality.
Even if she was beaten by the original owner, she would just go back to the house silently and cry... She can be called a classic wife in the feudal era.
No wonder Zhao's father wanted to marry him home despite the rumors... Zhao Duan was in a complicated mood, feeling guilty, and was about to speak to comfort him.
Suddenly, he was interrupted by a girl's voice.
"I don't!"
Zhao Pan said with a crying voice, the girl perfectly inherited her mother's good looks, with an oval face, a high nose, and messy sideburns.
At this moment, a pair of autumn-like eyes turned red, and his silver teeth were clenched, like a wounded leopard cub.
Well, this girl's character is completely opposite to her mother's, strong, independent, and brave.
Because he witnessed his mother enduring humiliation and being bullied by the original owner many times, he had strong feelings of resistance towards Zhao Duan.
"Pan'er, why are you so ignorant...apologize now!"
Eugene Hua's face changed and she pretended to be angry, for fear of angering Zhao Duan and using force against her daughter.
Zhao Pan's eyes became redder and redder, and he shed tears of grievance.
She didn't understand why her mother was always so protective of this scumbag. It was clear that he was just a stone that couldn't be warmed.
No, it was a bad wolf, a bad wolf that bullied her and her mother!
She gritted her teeth, and she didn't know where the courage came from, and said:
"If he hadn't caused all the trouble outside, how would his enemy have found his way to the house? He was almost killed by that person just now..."
Eugene Hua bit her lip and suddenly slapped her daughter's pretty face. Zhao Pan did not avoid it, but shed tears.
"alright--"
However, midway through the slap, the woman's wrist was grabbed by Zhao Duan, preventing her from making any progress.
"I'm upset today and don't want to see women crying anymore,"
Zhao Duan had a straight face and said coldly: "I'm going back to the house to rest. Don't disturb me before dinner."
After saying that, he strode away and sighed deeply in his heart, feeling his head buzzing:
"My terrible personality...how bad is it..."
Of course, Eugene Hua didn't know what he was thinking, so she just breathed a sigh of relief, then hugged her sobbing daughter distressedly, patted the girl's back with her hands, and whispered comfort.
At the same time, he looked at Zhao Duan's leaving figure with doubts in his eyes:
Today's Dalang doesn't seem so scary.
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...inner house.
In your own bedroom.
Zhao Duan threw himself on the bed and digested the experiences of the past three days.
It wasn't until this moment that he truly relaxed.
"The Empress said that although they rewarded me with being worshiped, this is only temporary. There is a criminal record and I can be thrown into the dust at any time.
What kind of status I can have in Xu Zhenguan's eyes depends on my subsequent performance...
At present, all we can say is that once you have obtained the ticket to be a vassal of the imperial power... you must not be careless...
Oh, although I managed to get away with this operation, I also completely offended the Prime Minister Li Yanfu... When Nao Deng gets the news, he will definitely target me in the future..."
"But I'm not afraid of being bitten if there are too many lice. With my popularity, it's basically impossible for me to take the route of being both good and good at dancing. No matter from which angle you look at it, clinging to the Empress' thigh is my only way to survive!"
"Besides, her thighs should be quite long and white..."
Zhao Duan was confused: "Bah, bah, bah, I want to get serious!"
He folded his hands behind his head, looked at the window curtain, and sorted out his thoughts:
"The Yu Dynasty unified the Central Plains, surrounded by only scattered satellite countries, which is very similar to the world I am familiar with.
So I can't offend anyone but Xu Zhenguan, otherwise I can only imitate Zhuang Xiaocheng's gang of rebels and be like rats in the ditch. "
"...Zhuang Xiaocheng, it's so hard for me to get you all the way to the bottom. There's still half a year left. Where can I catch you?"
The empress gave him half a year to arrest the rebels, but Zhao Duan felt that the case was ridiculous.
Kuangfu Society is undoubtedly powerful, and Zhuang Xiaocheng, as one of its top executives, can mobilize "worldly" realm warlocks for protection, and after this incident, it is unlikely to show up again.
Based on Zhao Duan himself, the possibility of completing the mission is almost zero.
"If you think about it differently, the Empress has no reason to force me to death with unfinished tasks.
Therefore, it is equivalent to giving me a half-year 'investigation period'. As long as I can make enough contributions within half a year, I can offset Zhuang Xiaocheng's case! "
Of course, Zhao Duan did not place his life or death entirely on the emperor's thoughts.
What he is looking forward to more in his heart is practice.
"Is that glow a martial skill?"
Zhao Duan looked at his right hand and fell into deep thought:
When he boxed with Zhang Changji, who was at the same level, the opponent's flesh and blood were extruded, while he only had slight bruises on his flesh.
The contrast is so sharp, it must be the effect of the mysterious morning glow.
He always believed that his talent in practicing "Martial God Picture" was too outrageous. He suspected that it was related to his identity as a time traveler, but there was no evidence.
Just don’t think about it, it’s right to become stronger after all.
When he becomes so powerful that even the Empress is afraid, the world is so vast, where can’t he go?
“According to Eunuch Hai, as long as you perform meritorious service, you will have the opportunity to obtain resources from the palace arsenal, and the Martial God inheritance is suitable for me...
Therefore, my next goal is to perform as many meritorious deeds as possible to enhance my cultivation and... greater... power! "
Yes, power!
Whether it was his experience in his previous life or what he had seen during the past three days, he realized again and again the importance of power.
At least until he reaches great success in martial arts, power is his greatest guarantee.
Just imagine, if he had no power, how could he coerce Feng Ju and Wang Xian?
Help him make a comeback?
If he had no power, how would he dare to resist Zhang Changji's oppression? Offended the military doctor?
“Force and power must be grasped with both hands, and both hands must be strong!”
As for how to accomplish meritorious deeds...he already has a goal.
"Zhang Changshuo, Zhang Changji..."
Zhao Duan recited quietly, thinking that the Zhang brothers must be unclean.
He is a somewhat vindictive person, and the Zhang brothers want to kill him one after another, so this matter cannot be forgotten.
How about... let's do the surgery on the Zhang family first?
You can give it a try...
However, the details still need to be worked out.
Zhao Duan pressed down temporarily, stood up like a carp, and began to look for the money box in the room.
Feng Ju's job of recruiting people is not over yet. The case will be tried next, and the "deposit" Zhao Duan received must be handed over.
Otherwise, it is easy to fall into the blame.
"Anyway, the original owner made a lot of money from taking cards this year, so it's nothing to return a sum."
Zhao Duan looked excited and was very interested in counting the gold and silver treasures.
I think I have a lot of money in my own little treasury.
However, when he opened the locked metal cash box in the house with great expectation, his smile suddenly froze and his pupils slowly dilated:
"Where's my money?!"
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