Zhang Yan gritted his teeth, a grim smile appeared in his eyes, and almost instantly rushed towards Zhang Meishou and Song.

And at some point, he actually took out a dagger from his sleeve—

Song frowned and retreated, protecting his daughter in his arms.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Luan was not completely unprepared. He was standing beside his wife and daughter, and at this time he protected the two of them steadily behind him.

"Stop him!"

Two servants stepped forward with sticks.

But no matter how fast it is, no one can beat cotton's movements-

He jumped, and before Zhang Yan could get close to Zhang Luan, he was kicked a foot away and smashed it hard under the back wall.

Cotton stepped forward without any hurry.

He has been practicing martial arts all year round and has always been outstanding in perceiving dangers. In fact, when Zhang Yan first started to think about it, he had already noticed that he had to show his knife to prove his crime of hurting people with a knife.

Zhang Yan struggled to get up, picked up the dagger in his hand and headed towards the cotton thorn that had already walked in front of him.

Mian Hua grabbed his arm quickly and exerted a little force. With just a sound, Zhang Yan screamed.

The girl said that today is a happy day, so it is best to see blood, so breaking your arms is the most appropriate.

"In broad daylight, you actually indulged your servants to hurt people! I want to go to the government to sue you!" Zhang Yan shouted.

Zhang Luan was not angry when he heard these black and white words and asked, "Is it you the one who first blackmailed and then injured someone with a knife?"

"What proof do you give?" Zhang Yan sneered: "This is in your Zhang family. Can you ask you servants to come forward to testify?"

"I wonder if Mrs. Liu and I can be regarded as witnesses?"

Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Liu walked out and looked at him and asked.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yan's eyes trembled.

He wanted to climb up and sit up, but was suppressed by the cotton.

"Tie the person up." Zhang Luan said.

"Why do you guys tie me up?" Zhang Yan struggled.

Zhang Luan felt so excited that he wanted to laugh.

Why do you still tie him up? Listen to what stupid things are all about?

How can he answer?

"Of course I'm afraid you will hurt yourself if you are excited."

Zhang Yan wanted to say something else, but he was knocked fainted by a palm of cotton.

Seeing everyone looking at him in surprise, Mianhua silently said, "In this way, it is impossible to hurt yourself--"

Zhang Luan: "…very good."

He ordered someone to tie the person up and throw him away from the woodshed.

After all, he had no time to go to the government at this time. At least he had to finish what he had done today and send the guests away.

Well, I almost forgot one.

Zhang Luan looked at Zhang Yiling in front of him and hesitated for a moment.

Zhang Yiling widened his eyes tremblingly, and quickly stretched out his hands: "You tie me up, I promise not to struggle or shout..."

He is the most conscious of the current affairs and does not want to suffer in vain!

Zhang Luan waved his hand, and a servant came forward and took him down.

"I guess Xi Po should receive the bride... Go to the front hall quickly, don't miss the matter!" Mrs. Liu urged Song.

Before the bride leaves, she needs to bid farewell to her parents in the front hall.

Song nodded and rushed to the front yard with her husband anxiously.

Zhang Meishou also quickly followed.

But Ali was one step late, standing there staring at cotton.

Cotton is silent.

It started again.

But this time, Ali did not leave after glaring, but looked at him and asked, "Why do you have this?"

She raised a brocade box in her hand.

Cotton subconsciously touched the position in his arms, and then suddenly frowned: "Give it back to me."

"Let's settle accounts with you later!"

A Li turned around and ran away. After turning around, the corners of her lips couldn't help but raise, and the joy in her heart was so strong that it couldn't be melted.

She stuffed the brocade box into her sleeves and quickly followed Zhang Meishou.

The cotton stands in its original place and feels extremely complicated.

...

Zhang Luan and his wife rushed to the front yard in a hurry. Outside the front hall, Song asked her husband to help him carefully check his clothes and jewelry before stepping into the hall.

Fortunately, it was in time.

"Where are you going? Just wait for you!"

Old Master Zhang's voice came.

Zhang Luan looked over the sound and saw that his father was wearing a dark brown embroidered robe today, his sparse hair was combed neatly, and he was wearing a net scarf. He was smiling and urging him and his wife.

Zhang Luan was suddenly stunned.

He hadn't seen his father dress like this for many years... Suddenly, he felt that his father was still awake and normal.

He walked over in a daze and sat down after his father.

"Father, you..." For some reason, Zhang Luan's nose was sore and he felt a little inexplicably wanting to cry.

When Mr. Zhang heard this, he leaned over and stretched his head to whisper in his ear: "I'm waiting for you to come, and it's over soon. Your mother promised to buy medicinal materials and alchemy for fifty taels of silver later..."

Zhang Luan cried and stopped.

There is such a shameful deal?

"Then... I often give my father money in the future, and Is it good that my father often dresses like this?" At this moment, he was just a humble child who missed his father's love.

Unexpectedly, Old Master Zhang raised his face and frowned and said, "How can that be done? I have ethical principles... and dressing so vulgarly all day long, but it will reduce my cultivation."

Zhang Luan couldn't help but feel silent.

Although he didn't know what it had to do with reducing his cultivation, his father, who could even steal his own money, claimed to be ethical.

"cough!"

Old Mrs. Zhang glanced at Old Mrs. Zhang, and the coughing contained threats.

Old Master Zhang quickly sat upright and imitated Old Mrs. Zhang to fold her hands on her knees, making her look gentle.

"..." Old Mrs. Zhang's eyes turned black with anger.

If it weren't for giving Xian'er a good omen, she wouldn't have let this crazy man out no matter what she said!

The old lady looked at the servant beside Mr. Zhang.

The servant understood and hurriedly took down the old man's hand and whispered, "It's inappropriate..."

Old Master Zhang frowned and impatiently put his hand behind him.

Because he leaned on the back of the chair, his hand was directly behind the chair.

The servant: "..."

The old man looked like he was tied to a chair when he saw his whole body suddenly!

Old Mrs. Zhang saw it and resisted the urge to overturn the old man and the chair to the ground.

Just as it happened, it suddenly became lively outside. Zhang Meixian, wearing a bright red wedding dress, walked into the hall under the guidance of Xi Po.

The hall immediately returned to tranquility.

Zhang Meixian slowly knelt down on the pudding mat and kowtowed to Zhang Luan and his wife.

At this moment, tears were falling in her eyes.

Song explained a few decent rules, and Old Mrs. Zhang also said something.

"I have to say it too?" Old Master Zhang turned around and asked the servant.

The servant was startled and almost didn't cover his mouth immediately: "No need... the old lady told me, just sit here!"

Old Master Zhang continued to maintain the kidnapped posture without saying a word.

The sound of firecrackers rang out and the bride went out.

Qi Zhang, wearing a big red wedding robe, sat on the high horse, looking more handsome than before.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Meixian was helped into the sedan chair by Xi Po.

The moment she sat down, she felt something hot was touching with her right finger.
Chapter completed!