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    Xue Limei was playing with her son on the Arhat's bed in the side corridor of the back hall. It was almost eleven months old, and the little Mrs. Yang was so handsome that she was loved by all the aunts.  He was able to stand up and walk while supporting his things. At this moment, Mr. Yang was holding the window sill of the kang, tiptoeing and looking out of the window lattice.

    Xue Limei was lazily lying on the bed, pillowed on a brocade pillow and a mat, with a pair of bare feet. Whenever Master Yang fell down and sat down, she would lift up her feet with a giggle and support them.  The little guy is wearing crotch pants, his butt is slippery and pink, cool and moist like jade, Xue Limei probably suffered from the sequelae of Yang's family law, and she especially likes to touch it.

    She has become very lazy recently, and always likes to eat sour food. Miss Gao knew that Xiao Nizi had been tricked and she was pregnant.  The Yang family has a big business, and it is a good thing to have children imported, and Han Youniang is overjoyed.  Only Yutangchun wants to cry but has no tears: the sisters who like to play with the master to play with the flowers in Yushu's backyard the most are all pregnant, but their stomachs don't move at all, God really has no eyes.

    For the past two days, Yutangchun has been pestering Gao Wenxin, constantly asking her for advice on how to give birth to a precious son early, making Gao Wenxin dumbfounded. Both of them are normal, so we have to wait for a chance. Does this mean that they are born at birth?  That is the ability to send Guanyin, why should my stomach be flat?

    Helpless, she had no choice but to prescribe some prescriptions for men and women to nourish and recuperate Yutangchun, but her master's health is critical, and all the prescriptions she prescribed were for regulating essence, invigorating qi, and strengthening the body, but there was no medicine for tigers and wolves.

    Then again, my master didn't know whether he practiced Qi, or he learned Cheng Qiyun's thirty-eight methods of intercourse, and his bravery on the bed often made her frightened, her bones weak and her tendons brittle, and she had to fight again and again every time.  Begging for mercy, paralyzed there for a long time, even lazily moving her little finger, it is really not time to resort to medicine.

    The little guy fell down on Aunt Xue'er's feet again, he turned around impatiently, saw Aunt Xue'er smilingly picking up sour plums and putting them into her mouth, his eyes lit up, and he immediately looked at her  With a finger in his mouth, he yelled twice.

    He can't speak yet. From Han Youniang down, four beautiful mothers take turns teaching him to call him mother every day. Master Xiao Yang is still the old god, but he doesn't speak Jinkou.  Whenever he needed something or wanted to go, he would point his hand domineeringly and simply say "ah", and his wish would come true immediately.

    Xue Limei raised her orchid fingers, and teased him with two light-white fingers holding a piece of dried plums. Master Xiao Yang stretched out his hands to grab it twice but failed to snatch it, so he curled his mouth, ready to howl.  Xue Limei hurriedly laughed and said: "Baby, don't cry, give me a favor, here!"

    She pursed her mouth and spat out a small piece of chewed prunes. Mrs. Yang crawled over quickly, stretched out her mouth to take it, and just squeezed it twice, his little face was pulled up, with a smile on his face.  The strange expression on his face began to spit out.

    Xue Limei's smile trembled wildly, and while catching up with Master Yang's words, she giggled and said, "You're greedy, you want everything, and you still want to eat it? Here!"

    With her cherry lips, Mrs. Yang turned around in fright, and twisted her little butt very cutely.  At this moment, Yang Ling came in thinking about his thoughts. He had to go around from left to right to go to the back hall. The piano room was on the left, and the room with the arhat bed on the right was the place where the female relatives of the inner house met the female guests. Usually, the female relatives at home rested  One of the places for talking and laughing, so Yang Ling often goes here.

    Seeing Yang Ling coming in, Xue Limei quickly sat up, smoothed the hair that fell from her temples, and said with a sweet smile: "Master Li is back, has Mr. Li returned to the city?"

    "Well, yes. Hey, you don't have to start, just play with your son. I'll go to Yun'er to see how the materials she and Adeni have compiled."

    As Yang Ling said, he walked to the edge of the kang, teased his son and said, "Be good, baby, I will take you fishing tomorrow, come on, call Dad."

    The child couldn't speak yet, so he just said casually, turned around and left after speaking, walked to the door, and only heard two tender and clear voices from the bed: "Dad  .Dad, Dad"

    The wind was blowing under Yang Ling's feet, and he was already out of the house. Suddenly, a "Pull Onion from Dry Land" jumped back again. In his hands, the Wudang "Tiyun Zong" light kung fu can fall two and a half meters, which is already a peak.

    Yang Ling couldn't help looking at his son with joy, and said repeatedly: "What are you talking about? Hurry up, keep calling, call Dad."

    Xuelimei had a petal in her cute little mouth, and her almond eyes were wide open, as if she was dumbfounded in surprise.

    Master Xiao Yang looked at his father with a pair of shiny black eyes, while holding Aunt Xueer's feet, he said with a smile on his face, "Dad, Dad!"

    "Tiger, I have to find a way to stack it down, I will stay in Beijing for a few more days, and after the initial implementation of various strategies, I will go to Shanxi."

    "Cough! Cough!" Old man Jiao coughed dryly twice, and said in a weird tone: "If you have a big tiger, you will definitely be pushed out to block arrows."

    Yang Ling said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

    "Today's Lord Yansheng".

    Yang Ling was startled: "Yan Shenggong? What did he do again?"

    This kind of aristocratic family that has not lasted for many dynasties is the most troublesome.  In March of the Bingxu year of Chenghua, Yansheng Gong Kong Hongxu raped more than 40 prostitutes and strangled four innocent people. He was only deprived of the title, and his younger brother acted as an agent. Moreover, after he gave birth to a son, he still wanted to get back the title.  Killing and killing, the emperor's punishment is nothing more than that.

    Zhang Yuanji, a real person from the Zhengyisi sect in Longhushan, Shanxi Province, violated the rules and used utensils, robbed women, and killed more than 40 civilians in order to make money. Among them, all three members of a family were murdered.  Call privilege?  Especially to the point where the emperor believed that killing a prisoner would have a higher impact on the country than maintaining the dignity of the law, this kind of family power was at its peak.

    Jiao Fang only heard Jiao Fang say: "Half a month after Yan Shenggong returned to his hometown, two cases have come to Beijing, and the third department dare not take care of them, and the sixth department dare not accept them, so they are pushed to me.  This matter is just a trivial matter, but if the imperial court wants to rectify the administration of officials, clear up the land and merge it, someone must make a big fuss about it to embarrass the imperial court, so it must be planned early."

    It turned out that after Yan Shenggong returned to his hometown, he saw that the mansion was in a mess and all the food had been robbed. He really hated him. During that time, his temper was not very good.  His family's land spans several counties with millions of acres of endless ridges.

    It happened that his family had a piece of land in a neighboring county, with a river passing through the middle, and a small landlord¡¯s land in the upper reaches. At this time, the easy-to-plant and early-maturing grain seeds distributed by the imperial court arrived.  It's inconvenient to use, and I got into trouble with that family. The bad-tempered Mrs. Kong only needs to give some instructions, and then someone will come to trouble that family with the accusation of gangsters and harming the people, and finally force it at a very low price.  Bought the land of that family.

    Another thing is that there is a servant in his family, who is a relatively high-ranking butler. His brother has made great achievements in suppressing bandits in the army and has been promoted to a hundred households. He went to visit his elder brother in the Confucian mansion.  They wanted to go home and see their parents together, but it took only three days to go back and forth. The old man Kong refused, and the hundred households slammed into each other.  The Baihu and his elder brother were knocked to the ground, and each received sixty sticks, which left both of them covered in bruises.

    It was the time of the war, and the small bandits in Shandong had not yet been cleared. The officers and soldiers had relatively hard waists, and the general who led the army was Qiao Sihai.  The complaint came to Beijing, and along the way, he reported the reasons that the housekeeper knew about Mr. Kong's illegal occupation of more than 100,000 mu of land.

    Yang Ling understood the ins and outs, thought about it carefully, and vaguely came up with a good idea to punish him, and he said with a half-smile: "I know, this matter must let the soldiers who are bleeding and fighting have to vent their anger.  As for the illegal land occupied concurrently, he has to spit it out, I will start preparing for this now, and I can't let him become a hindrance to reform."

    Old Jiao Ge hummed, and then said in a low voice: "Master Guo, there is one more person that I can think of under the door, maybe he will be bold enough to carry him out."

    Yang Ling chuckled, and said calmly, "Tell me, which big tiger is it again?"

    Jiao Laoge shook his head, and said, "This is not a tiger, but a dragon, a real dragon!"

    "Ah?" Yang Ling stared and said, "The current emperor! What's the matter with the emperor?"

    Old Jiao Ge clung to his ear and started whispering

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