After a meal, the young lady was busy cleaning the house again. Yang Ling held the teapot and watched her busy, and she was restless. It was too corrupt and too depraved! He felt like he was guilty. A man who enjoyed such a thing would be punished in his own era!

Retribution came soon. Yang Ling stood up and walked out with a saliva look to beg the young lady to allow her to wash dishes and sweep the floor. The door was kicked open with a bang, and the cold wind slammed into the face. As soon as Yang Ling raised her head, she saw a white figure flashing in, then punched him hard on the shoulder, staggering and almost falling to the ground.

Yang Ling staggered and saw a man and a woman standing at the door, which was Ma Ang's brother and sister. Both brothers and sisters were wearing mourning clothes, Ma Ang's face turned red and his face was full of anger. Ma Lian'er stood pretty like a white lotus stained with dew, but her graceful face was as deep as water at this time, and her bright and clear eyes stared at Yang Ling with some contempt.

Yang Ling said in confusion: "Brother Ma, Miss Ma, what are you doing?"

Ma Ang cursed, "Who is an ungrateful dog thief, who is brother to you?" As he said that, he rushed forward and punched again. Yang Ling didn't understand martial arts, so how dare he fight him? Just after taking two steps, Han Youniang had already flashed past him and met Ma Ang's fist and palm.

The outer hall is not big, Ma Ang's fist and palm are wide open and closed, with a powerful momentum, covering the entire space. Han Youniang set his door, neither dodging nor avoiding, and his slender palms flew up and down, and with his small grasping skills, he was stalemate with him.

Yang Ling didn't know why his brother and sister came to find trouble for themselves. He just punched him, but now he saw that he had started fighting with young lady without saying a word, and he couldn't help but burst into flames.

Seeing that Ma Ang was domineering and powerful, it would be fine if Youniang was hit by a petite body. He warned loudly: "Ma Ang, you have something to say. If you dare to hurt Youniang, I will not give up!"

Ma Lian'er was just watching the battle with a cold face. When she heard his harsh words, she couldn't help but stand up and shook her body, and flickered from the two people who were fighting and rushed straight to Yang Ling. Her timid and graceful figure as if she was going, she was as agile as she moved.

Han Youniang was very anxious. Although she was angry that this rough man punched her husband, she knew that his brother and sister were always good at traveling with her husband, so her subordinates still had three points of affection. At this time, Ma Lian'er flashed and entered. It was too late to stop her. She lowered her body, avoided Ma Ang's punch, pulled out two chopsticks from the stove, and she stretched out her body, pressed against Ma Ang's throat, and shouted: "Stop!"

Ma Lian'er rushed to Yang Ling's side, stretched out her white wrist, grabbed Yang Ling's arm and twisted it backwards. Her right hand pulled out a short dagger with cold light from her waist, and it barely put it on his throat. She looked up and saw that her brother was restrained by Han Youniang, and she was shocked.

Han Youniang turned her head and saw Yang Ling being slapped. She couldn't help but tighten her chopsticks and shouted loudly: "Let go of my husband!"

Ma Lian'er also shouted at the same time: "Let me go!"

The two of them were stunned after shouting, staring at each other with all their eyes, and no one was willing to let go first.

Yang Ling took a secret breath to prevent Adam's apple from being cut by the sharp dagger, and then said to Han Youniang: "Young Mom, let go of Brother Ma!"

Han Youniang said worriedly: "My husband, it's you."

Yang Ling glared at her eyes and said with a manly spirit: "Let him go!"

Han Youniang pouted and put down her chopsticks helplessly. Ma Lian'er sneered and teased: "What a mighty real man! Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Yang Ling said helplessly: "There is always a charge for murder, right? Yang Ling asked himself that he had never offended the virtuous brother and sister. What would you do if you kill me?" Although he didn't know why the brother and sister were full of anger, there was no murderous intention in their eyes, so he was very sure.

Ma Lian'er raised her left hand and raised Yang Ling's arm a little. The sharp blade was in her throat. Yang Ling didn't dare to bend over and groaned in pain. It made Han Youniang feel very distressed, but her husband fell into someone's hands. She didn't dare to move now. Ma Lian'er gritted her teeth and sneered: "You have helped my brother, but is my Ma family treating you so poorly? Why are you bullying so much?"

Yang Lingqi said: "Miss Ma, I still don't know what I did wrong. Can I report it to you?"

Ma Ang said angrily: "My father has passed away. Are you now the postmaster of this county? You are so good at doing it. My father's body is not cold. In order to please General He Shen and the military commander from the capital, you will drive my brother and sister out of the postmaster's office. Is there anything as cruel as you in the world?"

Ma Lian'er said tremblingly: "Even if you ask my brother and sister to move out of the Yicheng Office, we have only been here for more than a month and are unfamiliar with the place. In the end, we only asked to borrow a house from the Yicheng Office to build a mourning hall for our father. All of them were rejected by your subordinates. When they left, the tea was cold. As for the servant, the surname Yang, I, Ma Lian'er, misread you!"

She remembered that she was moved in front of Hongyan Tower that day, and she had expressed her feelings to Yang Ling that "I returned you to tears and wished you would not meet you when you were not married." How could she know that the only appreciation she admired was that the man she liked was so cold-hearted, and the person in the office was so snobbish and ruthless, and she couldn't help feeling sad.

Yang Ling was stunned for a while and then cried out: "Brother Ma, Miss Lian'er, where did Yang do these things? Uncle Ma died in the city, and I was very sad. It was only today that the army arrived. I just took over the affairs of the post office. Everything was unclear. I ran around for a day and was exhausted. I wanted to go to pay my condolences tomorrow. Why should I drive you out of the post office? Do you think I am? "

Ma Ang said angrily: "Human hearts are separated from the belly, who knows what kind of bird you are?"

Ma Lian'er was stunned when she heard this, and slowly let go of Yang Ling's hand. Her bright eyes looked straight into his eyes and asked, "Don't you?"

Yang Ling looked back at her without any fear, shook her head slowly and said, "I don't have it!"

Looking at the sincerity contained in his clear gaze, Ma Lian'er believed it. She smiled bitterly and said, "People are there, but people are there, maybe it is the slightest officials who are pretending to be powerful, and my brother and sister are reckless and disturbing the wife. Brother, let's go!"

Her eyes drooped, and she walked past Yang Ling with sadness, bringing a faint fragrance. Yang Ling unexpectedly remembered her spirit when the two first met.

Ma Lian'er's father has always been in Liaodong. Ma Lian'er grew up there. Not only is he proficient in equestrianism, but he is also good at Tatar language. In terms of temperament, she is also as cheerful and generous as a Tatar woman, which is very different from the women in the Central Plains. This is the first time since she met her, Yang Ling has seen her with such a weak and helpless expression.

Yang Ling couldn't help but feel aroused, and grabbed her arm and said, "Wait, Uncle Monmas called me a virtuous nephew. I am also his junior. I don't know the details of this, can you tell me?"

Ma Lian'er turned around and swept his hand with a Autumn Water-like eyes. Yang Ling quickly let go. He was anxious for a moment and forgot that it would be extremely rude to just grab a woman's arm in this era.

The originally tense situation was resolved because of the trust and tacit understanding between Yang Ling and Ma Lian'er. With Ma Ang still looking at him indignantly, Ma Lian'er told the story. It turned out that in the afternoon, the minor official in the post office got Yang Ling's order to prepare a few good houses, so he went to the post office and went to the last courtyard to enter the courtyard to vacate the houses of Lord Ma and the Ma brothers and sisters, and left them to the main official who came from the capital to live in. There had never been a big man in this post office, and the best houses were those.

At that time, Ma Ang and his sister learned that their father had died and went to the city to collect the body. They didn't know about it. When they rushed back, the house had been vacated. Ma Ang was so angry that he slapped the clerk several times.

Ma's father had just been in office for more than a month and had not yet accumulated his authority. The minor official wanted to persuade them to move into the wing room to write, but was slapped by several slaps in the face, so he called the postman and drove them out.

Ma Lian'er remembered that her father's body was still in the cart at the door, so she proposed to borrow a room to buy a mourning hall. The little official was on the fire and was on the pretext that she had to live here. Setting up a mourning hall was hindering the view and refused.

The poor brothers and sisters of Ma were the owners of the Post Office in the morning, and they were wandering on the streets at night. They brought a dead body, and even when they went to the inn, the people refused to accept it. When they were sad and anxious, they thought that the initiator was the ungrateful Yang Ling, so they rushed to the door angrily.

Han Youniang was already soft-hearted. She had personally experienced the feeling of the passing of her relatives and being bullied by others. She could only hear tears. She looked at her husband with tears in her eyes, hoping that he could help the brother and sister, and she had long forgotten the rudeness of the two brothers and sisters.
Chapter completed!