Wanjin Lady

Chapter 336: Cultivation of Qualified Subordinates
He looked away.

The tone is elegant.

"I dreamed that I skinned and ripped out the tendons of all those who had bullied me, crushed their bones, and scattered them into ashes."

For a long while, the person next to him didn't move.

Wei Zheng tilted his head and saw the young lady's pupils were dim and her face was as pale as paper. "What's wrong with you..."

Wen Wan shook her head, "It sounds... scary."

Her throat rolled, her voice tightened. "What if... someone deceived you with good intentions... or a loved one deceived you, but you actually didn't lose anything from the deception? Would you still hate them so much?"

"Junior Sister Wen described the situation so specifically..." Wei Zheng raised his eyes, glaring at her aggressively, "Is this someone... referring to you?"

Wen Wan was so shocked by Wei Zheng's sharpness that her scalp tingled. "It's me. Someone very close to me betrayed me, but I don't know how to deal with him."

Wei Zheng snorted and laughed, "Once unfaithful, never again. If you are your closest relative, why would you betray him? If you betray him, then he is no longer your closest relative."

Wen Wan struggled desperately, "That's not the case. I think she might have her own difficulties..."

"Perhaps you consider him a close relative..." Wei Zheng said with a look of reluctance, "but perhaps, in his eyes, you are just a useful tool."

Wenwan's expression changed slightly.

Does she treat Wei Zheng as a tool?
Yes. Fertility tools.

Will Wei Zheng forgive her after knowing the truth?
She raised her eyes stealthily and happened to fall into those eyes that still contained the murderous intent.

Well... probably not.

Give up.

How dare a mouse like her get close to a cat?
"Thank you for your guidance, my Lord." Wen Wan suddenly stood up. The young lady was wearing a light blue dress with dark patterns. Her face was calm and her eyes were distant. "It's late. My Lord, please go back early."

The moonlight was bleak and the long street was deserted. Wei Zheng turned his head to glance at the yellow paper oil lamp hanging in front of the Wen family's courtyard.

The man's sharp facial features were hidden in the dim light, appearing obscure.

He turned around and Hou Ji and others followed him.

"You and Miss Wen told me that I got sick from eating crabs?"

"No!" Hou Jixin patted his chest solemnly, "No...right? Lord Hou, you know I've always been very tight-lipped!"

Wei Zheng sneered, "This matter is extremely secretive, and only a few people around me know about it. So how did the Wen family find out? You're such a talker, why don't you go clean the toilets at the Xishan Camp tomorrow?"

Hou Ji groaned, his jaw nearly hitting the ground. He almost grabbed the corner of Wei Zheng's clothes and sobbed, "My Lord, I am innocent... I am really innocent... If you don't believe me, look up. It will snow in June soon! It's God complaining about my injustice..."

Zhao Heng came over and asked eagerly, "Is there any necessary connection between being good at talking and cleaning toilets?"

Wei Zheng completely ignored Hou Ji's wife's sobbing and turned to Zhao Heng, saying, "You, go find a wet nurse tomorrow. She must know martial arts. If you can't find one, then follow Monkey and clean the toilet."

Upon hearing this, Hou Ji stopped shouting and instead looked at Zhao Heng with bright eyes and a gloating look.

This time it was Zhao Heng's turn to cry out in injustice. His large body now leaned over shyly, and he weakly tugged at the red tassel on Wei Zhengjian's body, "My Lord, it's not easy to find a wet nurse... You also need a wet nurse who knows kung fu..."

Zhao Heng was utterly despondent. He closed his eyes and began to give up, saying, "Just kill me!" Wei Zheng smiled insincerely, "If my subordinates give up as soon as they encounter a problem and only choose the easy tasks, then what is the point of you following me? And why should I force you to follow me, Wei Zheng?"

These words made Hou Ji and Zhao Heng blush instantly.

Yes.

They followed the Marquis to achieve great things, which was a great job that many people would ask for. Why couldn't they satisfy some of the Marquis's excessive and perverted demands?
You can do it!
Even if the Marquis wanted the dragon in the sky, they would have to find a way to catch it.

Seeing that the two idiots and fools under his command had dazed expressions, Wei Zheng curled his lips into a smile and then jumped on his horse.

After a while, Hou Jixian reacted, "No! Why do I feel like I've seen this trick before? That's right! Miss Wen used this trick to teach her winery clerk a lesson before. She said it's called brainwashing, and it can encourage people to self-criticize and work hard to improve themselves!"

"Have we been fooled by the Marquis again?" Zhao Heng sighed, "Goddess, where can I find a skilled wet nurse? If that doesn't work, I can just dress up as a woman and breastfeed—"

Hou Ji glanced at Zhao Heng's huge pectoral muscles and said, "Well, it's not impossible."

Inside the house, after Wei Zheng and his men completely disappeared in the yard, Hongmei finally waited for Wen Weiming and the others to return to the room before she tiptoed to find Wen Wan.

Chen Ma and Liu Yiyi were tired after a day of work, so Wen Wan asked them to go and rest first, and she took care of the two children by herself.

Under the dim light, Wenwan softly sang a lullaby, lulling the two children in the cradle to sleep.

Hongmei quietly entered and carefully closed the doors and windows. Then she told Wen Wan what she had seen of the maidservant beside Old Madam Yuan at Yuan's house during the day.

"Miss, I saw it with all my heart. There's a maid named Meixiang beside the elder lady. The jade hairpin she wears on her head is 70% similar to the one you lost that night!"

"I pretended to get closer and asked her, and she said it was a reward from the elder lady."

"I didn't dare pretend to be interested, fearing alerting you. But the quality and style... are indeed very similar to the one you lost that night!"

Wen Wan smiled and said, "That jade hairpin isn't a rare item. It's a common sight on the streets. Perhaps you just happened to come across it. And you didn't look closely, so it wouldn't have fallen into the hands of the Yuan family by chance."

Hongmei lowered her eyes, a look of worry on her face, and Wenwan patted her shoulder, "Don't be nervous. It's just a hairpin."

Hongmei's face turned pale.

It was raining that night. The girl's dress was torn to pieces, her hairpins and rings were in disarray, and she returned home covered in wounds. She was in a mess, obviously having been attacked.

And the hairpin just happened to fall into the hands of the Yuan family. Does it mean... it was the Yuan family who attacked the girl that night!
A sinister look appeared on Hongmei's face.

It’s a good thing that Yuan Goro died!

If she had known that the girl was going to deal with Yuan Wulang that day, she should have followed her!
She can grind Yuan Wulang into ashes!

But what about Yuanliulang?
Hongmei began to doubt the cause of Yuan Liulang's death.

Her mind was in a mess. She looked up and saw that her daughter didn't seem to be worried about this matter. She looked at the two children in the cradle with a loving face. The light was bright, making her profile look pink and transparent.

Then Hongmei laughed at herself again.

No matter how the two people from the third branch of Guan Yuan family died, they were not worth dying for!

"Miss, you've been tired all day. You should rest early. I'll take care of Zhao Jie'er and Hun Ge'er."

"No need. You and Aunt Chen have worked hard these past few days. Go find a reliable wet nurse tomorrow to help out so you can free up your hands to help me."