Chen Bingshen smiled bitterly and said, "It's my father who was wrong. Dad shouldn't have been greedy for the Wu family business. But how could my father know that he didn't die in Jiading? How could he know that he could still return to Shining Town? How could he know that he not only returned, but also became an official. Who would know that in just three years, he has become a first-class rank."

Chen Ziling's face became more and more painful. She gritted her teeth and shouted hysterically, "Stop talking, stop talking..."

Chen Bingshen advised: "Son, this is fate, people must accept their fate."

"I don't admit it, why do I agree?" Chen Ziling cried, "What did I do wrong? I did nothing, why do I have to bear it?"

"Son, it's not that my father doesn't want to help you, but now it's different from the past. At that time, the Qing army was powerful and he would take risks. But now the Ming army has recovered the 11 governments and even the Nandu has also been restored. Although there are 20,000 Qing troops in this city, the Ming army in Shaoxing and Hangzhou are not fewer than the Qing army. The victory or defeat is unknown. This is like a battle between a tiger and a wolf. If you get involved with a sheep, you can't even have bone scum left... Be good, listen to my father, don't you want this trouble anymore, ah?"

"Does your father draw?"

"ah?"

"If you don't draw, I'll die."

"ah?"

"You can't stop someone who wants to die, you can't stop him, hang him, throw him into a well, swallow gold, ignite him, burn yourself to death..."

"Stop talking... Dad, just draw it for you."

After all, Chen Bingshen couldn't resist his daughter, so he started to draw.

He was a big salt tea businessman in Shaoxing Prefecture, and was prohibited from being controlled by the government. He sold salt and tea, and normal merchants all brought some private goods privately, avoided the government's eyes and ears, and made huge profits.

Therefore, after taking these businesses for a long time, they will master a path that even the locals do not know.

Perhaps there are not even a road. There are many rivers and mountains in the south of the Yangtze River, with streams and cliffs between mountains and rivers, and shallows between rivers and rivers. Many places are rarely visited and are unknown.

But those wealthy businessmen have these secrets in their hands.

Chen Bingshen also happens to have such a channel.

Boluo's notice only made Chen Bingshen show off his mind when he was drunk, but he didn't want to do it. How much can he reward? The Chen family doesn't care about those bounties.

But this started to become different in Chen Ziling's ears.

There are some people in this world who are more paranoid, which is paranoid that ordinary people cannot understand.

They lost something ten years ago, and when they remembered it ten years later, they found that the value of this thing had increased dozens of times, so they could no longer have peace of mind. They kept regretting until they drove themselves crazy.

But they seemed to have forgotten that without that thing, they have been doing well and even happy over the past ten years.

There are all kinds of strange things in human hearts, and everything is everywhere.

Chen Bingshen finally finished painting, Chen Ziling went to get it, but Chen Bingshen hid the paper behind him.

"Ling'er, Dad advises you last, let it go?"

Chen Ziling sneered: "It would be too late to persuade him at this time."

"You really decided? Don't you regret it?"

"yes."

"Then Dad has something to say before, don't blame him for being cruel... After leaving this door, you will no longer be a member of the Chen family." Chen Bingshen sighed, "The Chen family has your mother, your brother, and your father and me. The Chen family cannot suffer unrestrained disaster because of you..."

Chen Ziling giggled, making people shudder, "If my father really regarded me as his daughter, how could he covet the Wu family's property that day? Dad, even though he was relieved, after leaving this family, my surname was no longer Chen, my surname was... Wu."

Chen Bingshen was shocked.

He placed the page of paper in his hand on the table, walked to his daughter, and tremblingly tried to touch his daughter's face, but Chen Ziling turned around and avoided it.

Chen Bingshen sighed heavily and ran out with his face.

Chen Ziling giggled and smiled strangely. She came to the dressing table, took out a sewing bag from the drawer, and then pulled out a needle from it.

Then she slowly rolled up her left arm sleeve, and her arms were covered with dense needle eyes.

Chen Ziling slowly stabbed the needle into her left arm, and she was still laughing, as if she was not feeling any pain.

"Wu Zheng, why don't you die, why don't you die yet..."

After every needle was inserted, Chen Ziling asked, "Why are you still not dead?"

....

Boro was a little surprised.

The southern barbarians in the city fled when they saw the Qing army, but this young girl, who was only 28 years old, stood in front of her, without any fear on her face.

"You want to present a picture?"

"yes."

“Where is the picture?”

"Not on me now."

"Bold." Boro shouted, "Dare you teasing me?"

"How dare you, little girl?" Chen Ziling raised her head and said, "I just don't know what official position this lord is? Is he the person in charge of the city?"

Boluo looked at Chen Ziling for a while, and saw that she looked like a madman.

So he said in a deep voice: "If you have something to tell me, if you really have a picture, come on it quickly. If not, leave quickly and don't incite me to kill people."

Wolves don’t eat meat, but instead eat vegetarian food?

No, Boluo looked at Chen Ziling and felt a strange feeling in his heart. He felt that the woman in front of him did not look like a Southern Barbarian, but a lot of people, because the fearlessness in her eyes, stubbornness and a little stubbornness, and a little...crazy, completely different from the weakness of the Southern Barbarian women.

Boluo was a little curious, what this girl really has to do with her own needs?

Chen Ziling insisted: "Please tell the young woman about her official position."

Boluo hesitated and replied, "I am the Duanzhong County Prince of the Qing Dynasty."

Chen Ziling asked calmly: "I dare to ask, sir, which official is greater than the Duke of Duanzhong and the Duke of the Ming Dynasty."

Boluo glanced at Chen Ziling suspiciously and frowned: "I am a royal family, so I am naturally more noble."

Chen Ziling smiled and said, "Dare you asking if you have married?"

Boluo said angrily: "What do you have to do with you? Talking about serious matters, where is the picture?"

"Please tell me clearly."

"Come on, give her out!"

Chen Ziling suddenly turned her hand, pulled out her head and pointed at her throat, screaming, "Who dares? Sir, if we force each other, the little woman will kill her. Where is the picture, the adult will never know."

Boluo was really surprised. This woman was so strong?

He took a breath, waved his hand to signal the soldiers who rushed in to retreat, and then said, "Okay, I will tell you that... I have not married yet."

Chen Ziling smiled and said, "That's good."

"What's good?"

"If sir, I will tell sir, where will I tell you."
Chapter completed!