Yuan Qing came to the back house where his family lived. The Yang family stipulated that the Yang family members over the age of fifteen were not allowed to enter the inner house at will, and Yuan Qing was not included. Although Mrs. Zheng strictly ordered him not to enter the inner house, after seven years, this order was long forgotten, but Yuan Qing never entered the inner house.

It was also a coincidence that Yuan Qing had just entered the inner house and happened to meet Mrs. Zheng.

Generally speaking, it is a custom for the husband to take his concubines outside and his wife to serve his parents-in-law at home. However, since the illegitimate son of Yuan Qing appeared, Mrs. Zheng has broken this custom. For seven years, she has followed her husband to serve as an official in other places, and she has only returned to the capital in the New Year and Mid-Autumn Festival.

Mrs. Zheng is over thirty years old this year. She has two sons and two daughters. The eldest son Yang Jun is fifteen years old. Even her youngest daughter Yang Jiaohua is six years old.

After seven years of staying abroad, Yang Xuangan no longer cared about Yuan Qing, but she would not forget that she was a woman, how could she forget that her husband had an illegitimate child? Every year, she had to review the money for Yuan Qing, and others had increased, but she was not allowed to add more money to Yuan Qing. She felt that Yuan Qing was a great threat to her children.

Although Mrs. Zheng did not forget Yuan Qing, she forgot what Yuan Qing looked like. The sudden appearance of the tall and strong boy in front of her shocked Mrs. Zheng.

"Who are you?"

She shouted sternly: "This is the inner courtyard, who told you to break in a mess!"

Yuan Qing recognized her at first sight, with high cheekbones, thin lips, and a sharp and mean look. Yuan Qing felt extremely disgusted with her, but the slave of her aunt and Niu Niu was held in her hands, which made Yuan Qing have to endure the disgustion in her heart.

"I am Yuanqing, and I will report important matters to my mother."

"Yuan Qing?"

Mrs. Zheng took a step back and looked at Yuan Qing up and down. The child had grown so tall seven years ago. She suddenly felt a little jealousy in her heart. Her son Yang Jun was fifteen years old, but he was a little shorter than Yuan Qing. It was really unfair.

"What are you doing?" Mrs. Zheng asked coldly, feeling disgusted with her. She didn't like Yuan Qing from the beginning. Now Yuan Qing is taller than her two sons, and she feels even more disgusted in her heart.

Yuan Qing felt the disgust in Mrs. Zheng's tone. He held back his anger and said respectfully: "I have something important to report to my mother, it's not convenient here."

"I am not your mother, just say anything if you have anything to do!" Mrs. Zheng said coldly.

"Okay! I have a rare treasure that I want to offer to my wife."

Yuan Qing took out a small golden knife from his arms. In the sunset, the gems on the scabbard were shining brightly. Mrs. Zheng's eyes lit up, and a greedy heart arose. She pretended to think for a moment, then nodded, "Since that's the case, go to my room and say."

She turned around and walked towards her yard, followed by her maids. Mrs. Zheng's yard was a very quiet courtyard, surrounded by green bamboos, and a pond in the middle. A small white jade bridge led to her bedroom.

Mrs. Zheng is the legitimate daughter of the Zheng family in Xingyang. She has been deeply influenced by poetry, books and music since she was a child. However, no matter how elegant her temperament is, it is difficult to hide her hobby. She loves gold and jade very much. In fact, this is also the common nature of women. Few women don’t like it, but she acts differently. Other women regard jewelry and jade as a kind of wealth, while she treats it as a collectible.

She especially likes precious gems. When she got married, her main dowry was a necklace made of twenty-four precious gems.

Although she was extremely disgusted with Yuan Qing, the gem gold knife of Yuan Qing was very moved. The gem gold knife was in her hand. Under the soft light, her fair fingers gently stroked the good gems on the scabbard, especially the rare water sapphire on the hilt made her heart beat.

"Where did you get it?"

Mrs. Zheng's sharp eyes were stinging Yuan Qing. She was very surprised that she only gave them five yuan a month. How could he have such a worthless thing? She really wanted to know.

Yuan Qing smiled faintly, "Because my case is not enough to eat, I went hunting to make a living. This is what I exchanged for with a leopard and a Hu man."

After pausing for a moment, Yuan Qing smiled self-deprecatingly again, "I know that my identity does not deserve such a precious thing, so I dedicate it to my wife."

Although there was a hint of mockery in Yuan Qing's words, Mrs. Zheng's thoughts were completely attracted by the gem golden knife. She did not hear Yuan Qing's ridicule. In terms of self-esteem, she should not accept the gold knife, but the gems on the gold knife had already made it irresistible in her heart.

"What do you want?"

Mrs. Zheng stared at Yuan Qing again. She was very smart about this. She knew that Yuan Qing would not give her a golden knife for no reason. There should be no mother-son relationship between them.

"Regularly, I should not make any requests. This should be my filial piety, but I also know that my wife will not accept my filial piety, so I will let her accept it with peace of mind."

Yuan Qing raised his eyes and stared at Mrs. Zheng's eyes sharply. He said word by word: "I will use this gem golden knife to redeem my wet nurse and her daughter's slave body."

The Sui Dynasty stipulated that male slaves would follow the male protagonist and female slaves would follow the female protagonist. When Yang Su gave Shen Qiuniang to his son Yang Xuangan, the slave contract of Shen Qiuniang and Niu Niu fell into the hands of Mrs. Zheng. Although the mistress of Yang's mansion, He Ruoyun Niu could arrange for Shen Qiuniang to be a servant to Ma, the slaves of Shen Qiuniang and Niu Niu could only be decided by Mrs. Zheng, and He Ruoyun Niu could not make the decision.

Mrs. Zheng pondered for a moment. She knew that Shen Qiuniang wanted to give Ma to manage the matter. Her mother-in-law He Ruoyun Niang had already greeted her. She did not object and had to give her face. She had already decided to raise Yuan Qing by another person.

Of course there is no problem with using two female slaves to exchange for this rare treasure, but she was thinking about how to explain this to her mother-in-law, which would make He Ruoyun Niang unhappy. In the past two years, she has also been working hard to ease the bad relationship between her husband and He Ruoyun Niang.

Yuan Qing knew what she was thinking, so he reminded her: "It was her father's decision to make me a wet nurse back then. If she wanted her to be a good match, at least her father should agree."

A sentence reminded Mrs. Zheng that Shen Qiuniang is Yuan Qing's wet nurse and is raising Yuan Qing, so how can she be accompanied by someone at will? This is indeed a reason. Moreover, she can also say that her husband has already removed Shen Qiuniang's slavery. Anyway, her husband had returned to the state the day before yesterday, so there is no way to prove it.

The key is to find an excuse. Mrs. Zheng didn't believe that He Ruoyun Niang would turn against a female slave and her husband. A smile appeared on her face. This was her pride in getting the gem gold knife.

"What are their names?"

Yuan Qing handed her a note prepared in advance. Mrs. Zheng glanced at her, "Shen Wanqiu, Zhang Chuchen". She immediately got up and walked into the inner room.

Yuan Qing was a little nervous, his heart was pounding. The most critical moment was coming. Whether my aunt and Niu Niu could be free was here.

Soon, Mrs. Zheng came out of the inner room and held two pieces of yellowed paper in her hand. This was the slave contract between my aunt and Niu Niu. Usually, it was in duplicate, one for the owner and one for the government deposited.

Mrs. Zheng picked up the pen and signed her official name in the column below, pressed her handprint, and handed it to Yuan Qing, "Okay, you can go to Daxing County to change your household registration tomorrow."

Yuan Qing took two yellow papers with trembling hands. He felt a sensation in his nose, and tears couldn't help but burst out from his eyes.

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Yuan Qing left, and Mrs. Zheng carefully played with the gem gold knife under the light. She was very proud and exchanged two female slaves for this rare treasure. You know, a good female slave was only sold for 20,000 yuan in the market, which is only 200 yuan. This gem gold knife was worth at least a thousand yuan, and this transaction was too cost-effective.

She gently stroked the water sapphire. Suddenly, she found a line of small characters engraved under the hilt of the knife. It was difficult to find if she didn't pay attention. She put her under the lamp and looked carefully. It was a line of Chinese characters engraved with: The sword of Turkic Tuli Khan.

Mrs. Zheng was shocked and she was shocked.

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Chapter completed!