Chapter 236: [Unscheduled serialization] punishment

Looking at the tightly closed door, the women face each other. Slowly, the young woman was so angry that her face, and the dozen or so palace ladies, had tears in their eyes, and the face was exposed.
They are never able to be sent back.
It’s so simple, how come it is so difficult here? This Chen Arong has neither a tough natal family nor a relative brother who is a bureaucrat to a powerful man. He is only so good, how can she be so arrogant?
This Chen Arong Zhang Zhang is here, her two sons are also unscrupulous, how is Wang Qilang such a steward?
Together, they looked at the young woman and looked for help.
The young woman's face was ugly. After a while, she waved her sleeve and ordered: "Let's go." It seems that this matter has to go through the seven Lang. Hey, it turned out to be a small thing in the house, but it was really funny to be shocked by the head of the family.
After the palace ladies were placed in the government, the young woman twisted her waist and walked toward Wang Hong.
At this time, several young women and girls gathered around. After screaming at the young woman, a girl frowned and said, "I really don't know, how can Chen Arong be arrogant?"
The young woman took a sip of her teeth.
At this time, another girl said thoughtfully: "In fact, the ancestor of the ancestors..."
Before she finished, the young woman interrupted her words and sneered: "Yes, whether it is my king's family, or Xie's, some people who don't want to be the master of the lord! It's us, there is no good temper. However, what is her Chen Arong?
No talent, no virtue, no appearance, she climbed Qilang, it was already open eyes, climbed him, and wanted to monopolize, it was ridiculous! "
She categorically said: "I don't even look at a woman like that, she does this, and this tone, I can't do it."
To put it bluntly, they just look down on Chen Rong from the bones. In this era when the first birth of the door decided to be noble or not, Chen Rongben was the woman who even mentioned it.
Such a woman enjoys everything that they are hard to enjoy, and she is the one who is the best daughter of the family who wants to monopolize. This feeling is humiliating for the arrogant women.
After thinking about it, the young woman said: "Let's find Qilang first."
After all, she and the girls, twisted and walked toward Wang Hong.
On this side, Chen Rong closed the door and just stepped into the steps. He only heard a slamming sound and one fell into the yard.
Chen Rong quickly turned back. This time, she widened her eyes.
Facing the front of the head wearing a wooden mask, a black-shouldered hand holding a long sword, a young boy with a sigh of relief, Chen tolerated and laughed: "Xuan Er, are you?"
Wang Xuan strode to her.
He stood on the floor and waved a few long swords in his hand. He said softly, "Mom, how do I look like this?"
Chen Rong said with a smile: "Okay."
She went to the son who couldn't help herself, reached out and took off the sword in his hand, and whispered softly: "But Jiankang people have never liked swords and swords."
Looking up and looking at the son of the phoenix flowing under the mask, Chen Rong smiled and said: "Your father is coming back, can we ask him?"
Wang Xuan nodded.
He walked in the courtyard and said, "Mother, the baby thinks and thinks, thinks that I am so beautiful, and grows a little longer to change."
His eyes looked at her brightly and said: "After that, the baby will be diligent in martial arts and will practice the technique of killing. The child thinks that this jade monster, if it is matched with martial arts, will be much better."
Chen Rong Shuang Jingjing listened to her son's words, and after a while, she smiled and said: "Yes, I want to do whatever I want."
After a pause, she said faintly: "You don't have to care too much! You are the son of Wang Qiqi, who is in the world, if you don't care, who cares?"
Wang Xuan heard the words, his eyes lit up, he lowered his head and raised his eyebrows in the courtyard.
At this moment, he heard the mother say: "Xuan Er, you put on a fight, go outside with your mother and take a look at today's Jiankang City."
"it is good."
When Chen Rong came to the carriage, Wang Xuan retired the coward and sat on it. When he saw Chen Rong, he pressed the pressure, and the gray gown that had been replaced was too wide and the wind was blowing. Empty, it seems to be much thinner than usual.
Sitting on the squat, Wang Xuan squats on his back, and the whole person converges on the wind, but it also looks like a model. Chen Rong looked at his son's change and thought with joy: Xuan Er can do this. I don't worry if he goes outside.
The whip slammed and the carriage departed. At the beginning of the carriage, there was a bit of a horse. After a while, Wang Xuan had driven like a carriage. He was not the first time to drive a horse. After he decided to ask him to go outside, Wang Hong asked him to learn to drive the carriage.
The palace is very large, the mother and the daughter are walking the nearest side door. When they came to the side door, they just saw a tall and thin tube and stood a few familiar figures.
After a definite look, those figures were amazed by Wang Wulang and his father who moved south in the past. The two young women dressed up as sisters did not know what they were asking for, and they were whispering and whispering.
After ten years of disappearance, Wang Wulang had a little fat, and the entire face was also brought a bit of a sigh of anger.
After talking about a few words, he waved his sleeves and turned away, leaving Wang Goro and others.
Looking at the figure of the far-sighted, Wang Wulang’s two sisters passed Chen Rong, a very ordinary carriage. I thought it was a servant who went out and didn’t care. I just exclaimed: "Father, we arrived at Wang. ?? Good, big, beautiful."
Another girl turned her head and looked at Wang Golang. "Five brother, when Chen Arong wanted to marry you, you still can't look at it. I knew she could marry Wang, and you should be with that year. She is close."
Hearing this mediocrity woman, mentioning his mother in this tone, Wang Xuan brows a pick.
"Hey," he drove the carriage to the crowd.
Wang Wulang, who heard the name of Chen Rong, stood quite back and smiled proudly. "Yeah, who used to think that the charming woman of that year also had such a way of transport? I knew that I would come back and play for myself... "
The word was just exported, only to hear the sound of "啪-", a long snake crossed the air and slammed on Wang Goro’s cheek!
"Ah--" screams, Wang Goro was thrown out by the long whip, one mouth, spit out a foam and two white teeth!
Several people did not expect this to happen, and they turned their heads with resentment. Not far away, Wang’s servants rushed in because of incitement.
Just as Wang Golang’s father took a step and was about to swear, Wang Xuan slowly took off the fight on his head.
His face was so exposed, whether it was a few people in front, or the servants and guards who came running, they stayed.
In the face of dementia, Wang Xuan’s mouth was raised. He drove the carriage and then took two steps forward. He came to Wang Golang and he did not get off the bus. He put the whip toward Wang Wulang’s face. One finger, clear and chilly, said: "Climb out from here!"
His long whip pointed to the side door, his voice was as hard as iron. "Climb step by step! If you don't want to, I will only take one leg and one tongue!"
The voice of the juvenile, crisp and indifferent, the grace of the young, the nobleness of nature, Wang Golang and others looked at the servants and guards around them. Seeing that they all performed salutes on the teenager, how could they not understand his identity?
For a while, a woman screams of grievances came: "Why?" She was afraid, and she reluctantly glared at Wang Xuan and shouted, "Who are you? Why is this for us?"
"Who?" Wang Xuan smiled lightly and said, "I am the son of Wang Qilang."
After throwing these words, he categorically shouted: "Climb, give me a climb!"
The son of Wang Qilang?
Is he the son of Wang Qilang?
Throughout Jiankang, have you been talking about these days?
It seems that he is really, except who, who has such a look? Obviously a teenager, but he is more demon than his charming mother.
In resentment, fear, resentment, Wang Golang heard the voice of his father, "Climb."
After the son took out this sentence, he seemed to be ten years old, squatting and slowly coming out of the side door.
Watching Wang Wulang climb out of the side door, Wang Xuan smiled. In the eyes of everyone's timid and uneasy, he turned his head slowly and said to Chen Rong: "Mother, let's go."
mother? What is sitting inside is Chen Rong, who was so mean?
Wang Goro, who was a cockroach, and others, watched the carriage ride and went straight for a long time. He heard his father tired and old:
"Goro, don't remember this hate, this hate is useless... 琅琊 王's nephew, not what we can look up to, you are humiliated, but also because there is no taboo, remember, that Chen Rong is not the object you and I can talk about."
After all, he glanced at his two daughters and stared at Wang Golang. He said, "Can you remember?"
Seeing his son’s difficult nod, he breathed a sigh of relief: Wang’s own family, with its own internal rules, although he is also a surnamed king, he also became a small patriarch, but he is really offended by non-offensive people, and some are People come out to pack themselves, say it,
It’s good for his son to slap on the spot. At least, this matter is over.
Wang Xuan went to the gate and was still thinking. After a while, he called: "Mother?"
Chen Rong light should be heard.
Wang Xuan said in a low voice: "These people just nodded to the management, and they were respectful. They were the guards and servants next to them. They did not dare to neglect."
He frowned and said slowly: "Mothers are not what they can look up to, but these people, but they are arrogant and ridiculous, this kind of shame, the baby can't bear it."
After a pause, he said, "Mother, the baby needs to give you a victory!"
For a while, Chen Rong moved, the voice of satisfaction came, "Well."
She knew that her son had done a good job. He was the wife of Wang Qilang, and he got his whole heart of love. He gave birth to three excellent sons. In some people’s eyes, he was still habitual. Look at her with her former eyes and scorn her.
No matter whether you live or not in Jiankang, this kind of prestige is established.