Chen Dun was sweating as she said, and turned around in a panic to see Luo: "Nephew, it's not impossible to discuss this matter."

The seat on Luo's finger: "Class leader please sit first, we do have a lot of things that need to be discussed carefully."

Chen Dun took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then walked over and sat down hunched over, watching Luo take out a piece of paper.

"The people on this list, except for the descendants of the clan leader's family, are from the four-bedroom Dexiaoxun family. I would like to ask, among these brothers and nephews, who has supervised the renovation of the ancestral hall? Or has studied the construction? Civil engineering? The court regulations? Even if it is only understood the patterns and drawings of the eaves and window columns?" Luo said lightly.

However, every word makes Chen Dun's face even more ugly.

"The land bought by the Duke of the Kingdom is located in the outskirts of Beijing, adjacent to several Duke's mansions and the ancestral halls and sacrificial villages of the Duke's mansion. If our family makes jokes about the mountains and fields to the eyes of the Duke's colleagues, we are afraid that at that time, let alone you, the patriarch, even if the Grandpa Fengchang and our family are combined, they will not be able to catch the Duke's rage."

Luo handed the paper to Miao’s mother beside him, and Miao’s mother returned it directly to Chen Dun.

"Clan leader, you can fool me and the Duke of the State. But when the ancestral halls of several families are compared, I am afraid they can't fool other people's families, especially the Censorate."

Luo took things to a new height: "I don't need to say more about what the Censorate does. Over the years, there have been three dukes and six dukes, and no one has ever been able to hold on to the wrong one. Only Duke Chen's Mansion. If you give someone a knife to someone else, let someone stab the Duke's Mansion and the Minister's Mansion..."

Luo slowly stopped his words.

Chen Dun couldn't help but raise his eyes and looked at her.

Chen Xinwen and others also had their faces blushing, and they were all afraid and anxious.

Luo bent his lips and smiled leisurely: "I believe that the Duke of China will be happy to pull all the Shen clan members involved in this matter into strings and hand them over to the emperor to behead each other."

Chen Xinwu and his younger brother both trembled inexplicably, but their eyes turned to Chen Xinwen: No wonder he didn't fight to go!

Chen Dun was taking a deep breath to calm down and trying desperately to comfort himself that this was lies.

I heard someone else’s report: “Young Master is here! Please go slowly.”

When Luo heard that he had come, he couldn't help but go to see his daughter again.

Chen Zhuo spread his hands and looked innocent.

But the spring willow behind her disappeared.

Luo family glared at her.

Chen Zhuo laughed, but simply stopped hiding it. He stood up and ran out, personally assisting Chen Heng, who was so white, and said, "Young Master, are you here?"

Chen Dun hurriedly stood up and bowed: "Uncle, why are you here in person?"

Chen Heng snorted, sat in Chen Dun's seat under the support of Shen Zhuo, and said coldly: "I won't come again, are you planning to turn over the Shen family's heaven? Don't you tell me?"

Luo stood up, Yingying bent her knees and saluted him: "Grandpa, grandfather, granddaughter-in-law are polite."

Chen Heng was satisfied when he saw her meticulous look, twisting his beard and nodding: "Yes, sit down."

Chen Dun hurriedly took a step forward and wanted to explain.

Chen Zhuo had already started complaining: "Little Grandpa Dexiao's coachman is so inappropriate..."

After saying this, he frowned and asked Chen Heng: "Didn't you tell the patriarch that it was your final decision? How could you let Grandpa Dexiao keep such a lawless bastard? If Grandpa Dexiao instigates Grandpa Dexiao to make a big mistake, who will be the one who is this?"

It was actually saying that Chen Dun had pushed the blame on Chen Heng.

Mrs. Luo hurriedly shouted: "Stop talking nonsense! Elders are discussing matters, and the clan grandfather hasn't spoken yet, so you send me an article first. Come here for me! I'm not allowed to eat supper tonight."

Chen Zhuo pouted and returned to her and stood there slowly.

Luo explained in a delicate voice: "Who is the age of the grandfather of the clan? How can he do everything personally? Although the clan leader said that Uncle Dexiao acted like this because of the indulgence of the grandfather of the clan, it was a one-sided statement after all.

"Look at the current situation of the Shen family in Wuxing, what is the situation that cannot be controlled by the clan grandfather? He is in charge of major issues. A small coachman can also be put into his eyes? You are just a blind eye and you can't see Mount Tai!"

Chen Dun and others were simply stunned!

Is the woman who was arrogant and even slandered by cursing the streets and harming others, the Luo family in front of her?

But Chen Heng felt very relieved when he listened to these words, and nodded: "That's right. I have worked hard all over the years and have been doing major things outside. Housework is trivial and I really rarely ask about it. What? Is the coachman of the Dexiao family so bold? Where is the person? How can I not beat him to death according to the family rules?!"

A sense of hostility emerged in the old man's eyes.

Chen Zhuo hurriedly interrupted: "The person who Uncle Wanqi lent me has already caught the coachman back! Hurry up and let the young master interrogate himself! I believe that when he sees the young master, he will have a great courage and will be scared to the point of being honest!"

The servants of the family went to see Chen Dun.

Chen Heng's face sank: "What? I can't even judge a mere servant?"

Chen Dun hurriedly smiled and said, "There is no such intention." He asked to hurry up and escort the coachman.

The coachman was taken down earlier, changed into clean clothes, drank ginger soup, and finally recovered.

Someone quietly told him: "The little master is here, I will definitely ask you later. What should I say after thinking about it? The little master protects that person, but may not be protecting you..."

The coachman's eyes were straight and his hands and feet kept shaking.

It seemed that after only a moment, someone came to call him: "Go away! The little master wants to see you!"

He dragged and pulled into the hall.

Chen Heng sat on the top and looked at it. It turned out that he was the familiar coachman of Chen Cong, and his face sank: "Tell me! What's going on?"

The coachman bit his heart and didn't want to take the blame, so he told the truth!

He knelt down and shouted loudly: "It was Miss Jie's order! Miss Jie asked me to steal a few of Miss Ying and Miss Zhuo's personal belongings while I was out, and then turn around and throw them to the homes of the liars in the county..."

A layer of black air suddenly appeared on Luo's face, and the tea cup in his hand slammed on the ground with a clang.

Chen Zhuoze cried and snuggled into her arms: "Mom, I just said 'It's tiring to call Sister Jie'. I asked her how many people are in the clan... Mom, I didn't mess with her, why did she hurt me to death?"

Chen Heng's beard was so angry that he raised his lips, shaking his lips, and shouted: "You are talking nonsense! I, Jie'er, was innocent and kind since I was a child, how could I do such a thing?"

The coachman raised his head with courage: "If it weren't for Miss Jie's instructions, why did the little one go back the night before, Dexiao Ye kill the little one to silence him? He didn't beat or scold or ask, but got the little one drunk, covered the little one with a hand towel and threw the little one into the river!"

Oh, in this way, wouldn’t it be easy to cause an accident of falling into the river and drowning?

Chen Zhuo looked at the coachman through his fingers, then turned to Chen Heng, who was so angry that he trembled all over. He leaned in Luo's arms and cried: "Mom! I was almost killed by a clan sister who had first met for some reason! Mom! Why did they even do such a good job of killing people? Mom! You want to avenge me!"

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