"Hmph! I won't say it!" Song Yun'er glared at him and said, "Brother, I find that the young master of the Peng family is simply...it's so bad."

Yang Qiuchi smiled and said, "No matter how bad a child's home is, how bad can it be."

"What! You don't know," Song Yuner thought to herself, if I tell you about his begging his mother to ask for your beautiful Hong Ling as her wife, it would be strange if you don't get angry. Then she said, "When I went to investigate today, I saw Shui Wanqi's maid Cui Huan taking the young master Peng Jiafu to play in the backyard. What do you think he is playing?"

"What? Playing mud balls? Climbing trees and digging bird nests?"

"It would be great if he was so well-behaved." Song Yuner looked contemptuous, "He has a playmate of a big boy of fifteen or sixteen years old named Shui Guzi. Do you know?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before." Yang Qiuchi shook his head, feeling vaguely in his heart that this young master must be playing a little out of the way.

Sure enough, Song Yuner snorted and said, "This little boy actually took a rope to tie a cow to Shui Guzi's neck, and asked him to kneel on the ground to learn to bark by the dog. He kicked him with his feet if he didn't obey, which made the child's face blue and purple and his nose bleeding. I was so angry that I wanted to slap him in the face."

When Yang Qiuchi heard him call this young master Peng Jiafu a little boy, he knew that the anger in her heart was not too big, so he said, "Okay, a child is ignorant and a boy, so he must be a little naughty. You will know when you have a child in the future. Maybe you will be even more naughty!"

"Hmph! If my son dares to do this, I'll have already shaved it!" Song Yuner said angrily.

"That won't work, I won't be sure!" Yang Qiuchi looked at her with a smile.

"You are not sure if you are like this? You..." Song Yuner suddenly noticed that Yang Qiuchi's eyes were strange, and immediately reacted. She said angrily: "You are not allowed to laugh at me!"

Yang Qiuchi quickly raised his face and coughed: "Okay, if our children are so naughty, I will hit his boy's little butt with a big board!"

Song Yuner burst out laughing and gave him a blank look: "Who has a child with you... I remembered that I would marry Yang Qiuchi in the future and give birth to him, and suddenly there was a red glow on my face, which was particularly shy and beautiful.

Yang Qiuchi couldn't help but get confused. Song Yuner said, "Hey! What are you looking at? Don't you recognize me?"

"I don't know each other a little. My di Yun'er has grown up slowly. Her girl has changed a lot. She looks better and better, and she becomes more and more beautiful."

"Hmph!" Song Yuner looked at him happily, turned around and saw Hong Ling sitting aside and looking at them with a smile. Her face turned redder and she hurriedly said, "Okay, stop talking about these stingy things. Let's continue to talk about what happened just now."

"Yes," Yang Qiuchi nodded, "Did you go up and kick Peng Jiafu?"

"When did you see me hitting a child?" Song Yun'er said angrily, "When I was about to pass by, a slave came with a middle-aged woman. When the middle-aged woman saw this scene, she rushed up and hugged the water boy who was kneeling on the ground and cried sadly. The little cub... Peng Jiafu kicked the woman when he went up."

Yang Qiuchi frowned: "This child is really..."

"That's it." Song Yun'er said angrily. "Later I realized that this woman was the woman of Shui Guzi. She knelt on the ground, hugged Shui Guzi, and did not dare to dodge. She kept begging Peng Jiafu to let Shui Guzi go. Peng Jiafu was not moved at all. Seeing that the woman refused to let her go, she wanted to hit the woman with stones. I rushed up and stopped him."

"Where is that maid? She doesn't care?"

"I'm in charge, and I've been kicked by the young master a few times. I'll go to Lapeng Jiafu. He wants to hit me. I was angry and clicked on his Jianjing acupoint. He was half of his body numb and looked at me in horror. Then he threw down the stone in his hand and limped away. The maid Cuihuan also chased after him."

Yang Qiuchi smiled and said, "Aren't you not hitting a child?"

"Hey! She wants to hit me with a stone!" Song Yuner glared.

"Yes, I said you beat me well. If you don't teach such a child a lesson, you will be in a mess. What's the point? If you don't fight for three days, you will get rid of the tiles in the room! Hehehe."

Song Yuner pouted and said, "That's right, I've never seen such a child. The woman thanked me. I realized that she was the mother of the Shuiguzi, named Wei. This Shuiguzi is a slave of the Peng family, who is specially used to play with the young master. Wei just asked for a leave of absence from Mr. Peng to pick up her son to celebrate the Fairy Day."

While the two were talking, the guards outside came in to report that Mrs. Peng was visiting.

Song Yuner was a little surprised and angry. Why did Shui Wanqi come here? Didn’t she say last night that she didn’t plan to seduce Yang Qiuchi? Did she regret it and want to seduce it? Such a woman goes back on her word and must not be taken lightly.

Although Song Yuner told Yang Qiuchi about Shui Wanqi and Baoning Prefect Zhao Xinle, she did not tell him about Shui Wanqi's thoughts on seducing Yang Qiuchi.

Last time, I accidentally saw Shui Wanqi kicking her stool in a thin dress, which left a deep impression on Yang Qiuchi. He had a good impression of Shui Wanqi, but after hearing Song Yuner's words, the pure and innocent image was broken. Now that she heard that she was visiting, Yang Qiuchi was a little surprised. Out of politeness, he hurriedly ordered to invite her in.

Shui Wanqi was wearing a lilac lichen dress with her hands like soft croakers and her skin like cream; her collar is like a croaker, her teeth are like a gourd, and her head is like a moth eyebrows, and her head is still so pure and beautiful.

She walked in with a bamboo basket in her hand, like fruit, and took a light step, put the basket on the table, and gave Yang Qiuchi a blessing. Yang Qiuchi quickly returned the gift. The two sat down and Hongling presented fragrant tea.

Yang Qiuchi found that there were actually three large honey pomelos in the bamboo basket. He was very relaxed when he saw Shui Wanqi lifting it just now.

Shui Wanqi smiled sweetly: "This is the honey pomelo in our own round, so I specially used it for the Lord to taste it."

"Mrs. Peng is polite. Please send it to me personally. Yang really dares not take it." Seeing the grapefruit, he remembered the sour and sweet smell. Yang Qiuchi couldn't help but feel salivation.

"Her Sir Yang traveled thousands of miles from the capital to our remote village in Bazhou, and are you still used to living?"

"I'm used to it, but in fact, the humanities and history here are very interesting. I like it very much."

Shui Wanqi smiled, with two small dimples on the corner of her mouth. It was very fascinating: "What about our Enyang Town? Where have you been to our place?"

It's hard for Yang Qiuchi to come here. He has been here for three days. Except for the "Enzhiyang" restaurant and the brothel at the gate, Li Chunyuan, I have never been to any place.

Shui Wanqi is well aware of it: "We have Baiyunqi in the north of the town, Wenzhizhai in the west of the town, Dengkeqi in the east of the town, and the towering Yiyang Mountain and Samantabhadra's breeding in the southeast of the town. There are also many beautiful legends, such as the magical Diba Snake Cave, Nanjia Cave, Hongmei Pavilion, Reading Platform, and Pipa Fairy."

Shui Wanqi raised her eyes and looked at Yang Qiuchi meaningfully: "Sir. It would be a pity if you are only busy with the case and ignore the beautiful scenery around you."

Song Yuner coughed twice and interrupted with a stern face: "My brother can only solve cases. He has no interest in those mountains and rivers, and he will not appreciate them!"

"Who said it? Why can't I appreciate it?" Yang Qiuchi glared at Song Yuner and said. But when he saw Song Yuner's blank gaze, he immediately felt awkward. He smiled embarrassedly, "Yes... I don't understand very much, I have a little bit of a wooden head. Hehe."

Shui Wanqi smiled slightly and showed a row of neat little teeth: "Miss Song said that the Lord is devoted to the public and is thinking about the affairs of our people. How could he have such leisure and leisure aspirations?"

Yang Qiuchi grinned: "Mrs. Peng has been awarded. This time I came here. I originally wanted to see the beautiful scenery here and taste the food, but I didn't expect to encounter a murder case. Now this case has caused panic among the people in this town. As a parent official, I cannot catch the murderer in time. I am really ashamed of the people here."

"The Lord is so serious. Peng Si is a man with a very bad character. He was also the target of everyone's scolding during his lifetime. If he dies, he will be considered a harm. You don't have to take it seriously."

Just as he was talking, he heard a voice outside, and it sounded like a child was shouting something loudly. Then, the figure swayed, and a little boy from six or seven years old rushed into the door, followed by the maid Cuihuan.

The child was Peng Hexi's only son Peng Jiafu. He rushed into the room and saw Song Yuner at first sight. He was startled and took a step back in a hurry. He saw Hong Ling next to him and shouted: "Wife! You are here! It makes me easy to find!" He ran over and held Hong Ling's hand tightly, "Wife, let's play hide-and-seek!" He pulled Hong Ling and walked out.

Hong Ling didn't understand what he was called at first, but when she was brought to the second time she heard him call her wife, she was shy and funny, and touched his head: "Fu'er, why are you calling? Who is your wife?"

"You! My mother said that she has asked your Lord to be your wife for me! Don't you know?"

Ah? Hong Ling was shocked all over and looked at Yang Qiuchi. Seeing that he was also surprised, she felt relieved. She remembered that Yang Qiuchi said that she was together in life and death, so how could she promise herself to others? Zhan Yan smiled: "Fu'er, you are still too young and are not yet old to ask for a wife. When you grow up in the future, your mother will tell you a wife, a wife who is more beautiful than your sister!"

Peng Jiafu snorted, turned his face and saw Yang Qiuchi. He dragged Hong Ling to Yang Qiuchi hard, pointed his little hand at Yang Qiuchi's nose: "Hey! My mother has told you that you want to make Sister Hong Ling my wife, right?"

Yang Qiuchi frowned slightly. This child was really rude.

Shui Wanqi glared at the maid Cuihuan. She had already asked Cuihuan to take Peng Jiafu away to play, so why did she come here? She didn't know that Peng Jiafu was half-body paralyzed by Song Yuner for abuse of Shui Guzi, and was scared away. Without Shui Guzi playing with him, he thought of Hong Ling and insisted on coming to find Hong Ling. How could Cuihuan be the opponent of this quirky little boy? He was pestered by him and forced to break through the surround and finally ran here.

Seeing his son talking like this, Shui Wanqi was very embarrassed and hurriedly smiled and said, "Sir, the child is talking nonsense, don't care."

Peng Jiafu shouted at his mother: "Who is talking nonsense! You obviously agreed."

Shui Wanqi was very embarrassed. She winked at Peng Jiafu and waved her hand secretly, telling him not to mention this matter.

Peng Jiafu didn't understand, so he turned his head and stared at Yang Qiuchi and shouted: "It must be that you didn't agree, right? Humph! Do you dare to compete with our Peng family for women? Don't you want to live anymore? I asked my father to beat you to death with a crutch!"

Shui Wanqi was shocked, picked up Peng Jiafu, and slapped him on the butt: "I told you to talk nonsense again!"

Since childhood, no one dared to touch him a finger, let alone his mother. He has always been Bai Yifei, but he didn't expect that he would be slapped for his wife today.

It was now stuck in the hornet's nest. Peng Jiafu burst into tears at the top of his voice, even more desolate than the filial son's mourning. As if he was the only child, the whole family was dead. He jumped and broke free from Shui Wanqi's arms, rolling all over the ground, and his face was covered with snot and saliva.

Shui Wanqi stood there and didn't know what to do. She saw Cuihuan, the maid next to her, also staring foolishly. She raised her hand and was about to grab her face. As soon as she stretched out her hand, she remembered that Yang Qiuchi was beside her. She quickly braked and waved her hand instead and said, "Cuihuan, please take the young master back quickly."

The Nine Yin White Bone Claws on Cuihuan's face last night were not healed yet, and she almost got caught just now. Fortunately, Yang Qiuchi was on the side. Shui Wanqi wanted to maintain her glorious image, so she temporarily spared herself. Cuihuan knew that she was powerful, so she dared not watch the fun. She picked up Peng Jiafu and ran out.

Peng Jiafu grabbed and kicked, trying his best to break free, but after all, he could not resist the terrified Cui Huan, who was held away like a ghost crying and howling.

Shui Wanqi smiled awkwardly: "Sir, I'm sorry, the child is talking nonsense, don't take it to your heart."

Yang Qiuchi ignored Shui Wanqi, reached out to pull Hong Ling to her side, and patted Hong Ling's hand: "Ling'er, a child is ignorant, don't care."

Hong Ling nodded, looked at Yang Qiuchi with love, and stepped aside.

Yang Qiuchi then turned his head and looked at Shui Wanqi: "I won't mention this anymore. By the way, where did we talk about it just now?"

"When it comes to this, Peng Si is a disaster, Lord." Shui Wanqi returned to her former charming look, and her watery big eyes looked at Yang Qiuchi with affection.

"Yes, what Mrs. Peng said is similar to what we have learned during this period. Peng Si is indeed a scumbag, but after all, life is at stake. I still cannot let it go."

"The Lord is right. Even if he kills a cow and a pig, he still needs to find out clearly, let alone a living person?"
Chapter completed!