Chapter 1092 Oops, Dressed as Pan Jinlian (6)

Today is Wang Bao's big day, if he can be favored by nobles, even if he is a follower first, he will be able to make a fortune in the future...

Compared with her own son, this matter of Pan Jinlian is minor, and she must not leave a bad impression on the nobleman.

Mrs. Wang's thoughts changed sharply, she winked at the close lady next to her, covered her lips with a handkerchief, coughed again, and licked her chin.

The mother-in-law has been with Mrs. Wang for decades, and she is the best at observing words and deeds. She also knows some inside information about today's events. Seeing Mrs. Wang's appearance, she immediately knows what to do.

"Oh, my Jinlian, why are you so overwhelmed? If there is something good or bad about you, those who don't know will think that our palace has treated you badly." with.

His pale and dry lips hooked, Xia Qiu reached out and grabbed the woman's sleeve.

His fair face was stained with blood, and when he smiled like this, he looked very embarrassed and hideous, which made the old woman tremble and sat down on the ground.

"Jin... Jinlian, what are you... what are you doing..." The teeth were trembling, and she couldn't even finish her sentence.

"Ma'am, Granny Zhang, Jin Lian doesn't ask for anything but the return of Jin Lian's deed of sale. Jin Lian signed a death contract with the Wang family, and now the Wang family betroths Jin Lian to the Wu Daguan, but the bond of slavery will not be removed. Future generations will also be enslaved."

"Forget about Jinlian, she is an official of Wu Daguan, a good citizen, but her descendants are implicated by Jinlian and become slaves..."

"It's okay, good Jinlian, I don't..." Wu Dalang stood on the edge of the crowd, and upon hearing Xia Qiu's words, he immediately stepped forward, and Baba responded emotionally.

It's just how could Xia Qiu let him finish his sentence, before he could finish, she turned her head and made a gesture to hit the wall again.

Wu Dalang's face turned pale again, and his words were stuck in his throat. Here, Mrs. Zhang leaned on the ground, moved back, and closed her eyes in fright, as if she was afraid that Xia Qiu's head would bleed and hit her. face.

"Okay, if you have something to say, talk about it. Parents who suffer from body, hair and skin. Why do you want to die for such a trivial matter?" Mrs. Wang forced a smile, her nails already firmly dug into the palm of her hand.

As long as she has the slave bond in her hand, a slave of Jian nationality can be punished as long as she wants, but she didn't expect that Pan Jinlian is so ignorant of flattery, and she just happened to make trouble in front of adults!

"Madam... Jinlian thanked you for your great kindness." Xia Qiu climbed up the pole, thanked everyone in front of everyone, and then looked at Wu Dalang, "Military officer, hurry up and get the slave's contract with Madam."

"Oh." Wu Dalang answered as if he had just woken up from a dream, and immediately followed Madam Wang's order.

Originally, he wanted to answer first, and then dragged on. Now that Wu Dalang was standing in front of him, looking up at him with that ugly face, Mrs. Wang felt a shock in her heart.

"Get it, Mrs. Zhang, you go to my makeup box and get her deed of sale." Turning her face away, Mrs. Wang frowned.

"Yes, ma'am." Mrs. Zhang immediately got up from the ground, and ran towards the mansion in small steps in a panic.

Not long after, she came out from the back door with a folded piece of yellow paper in her hand, and looked at Mrs. Wang.

"Give it to him." The matter has come to this point, and she secretly hates it, but Mrs. Wang has decided to make a long-term plan, let's get rid of the current matter first.

Wu Dalang took the yellow paper and put it in his arms without looking at it.

"Military officer, help me up." Xia Qiu interrupted him.

Wu Dalang came over naively, and stretched out his hand to help Xia Qiu. Xia Qiu took the yellow paper from his hand and opened it to read.