Chapter 1052 Uncle killed someone!
But then I thought, my daughter has suffered so much over the years, and what she definitely needs is a husband who can take good care of her.
Mr. Sun looks respectable and has proper manners. He must not be like those playboys in the capital who don't take women seriously.
In this case, let’s just follow my daughter’s wishes!
But I will have to take better care of my daughter and her family in the future.
Thinking of this, Duanmu Xiong's attitude towards Master Sun became better, and he only hoped that he could be better to his daughter.
Master Sun had never expected that his wife was actually the prince's daughter. Thinking of the gap between his family background and that of the prince's palace, he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.
Originally, he thought that being able to become a teacher at Qingshui Village School in his life would be a great achievement.
But at this moment, something called ambition quietly took root in his mind.
He wants to take part in the scientific examination!
He wants to be an official!
He wants to take his status to a higher level!
He wants to be worthy of the lady!
He wants to give his wife, Geng'er and An'er a better life!
Duanmu Xiong, who kept looking at him, saw the determination in his son-in-law's eyes and nodded secretly.
The girl was not wrong about the guy. This boy named Sun was pretty good and could barely pass her test.
Finally, Madam Qin promised to take her husband and children back to her parents' home to stay for a few days the next day, and Duanmu Xiong returned contentedly.
As soon as I got back to the mansion, the housekeeper Chen Bo ran over breathlessly to complain:
"Your Highness, this is terrible! The four treasures in your study have been destroyed by those young masters! And the portrait of the princess has also been splashed with ink. It's horrible to look at!"
"What? These bastards!"
Duanmu Xiong's originally bright and sunny mood was turned into a dark cloud by this news, as if a storm was about to come.
With a gloomy face, he strode towards the study.
From a distance, one could hear the sound of laughter and the banging of tables, chairs and benches.
Standing at the door of the study and seeing the scene inside, Duanmu Xiong's eyes went dark and he almost suffocated.
His nice study is now a mess.
The books and study items on the bookshelf were scattered everywhere, the white jade inkstone was smashed, and the Hui ink given by a friend had a corner broken off, and the ink was spilled everywhere.
The most important thing is that the portrait of his wife that he hung on the wall and reminded him of her every day was splashed with more than a dozen drops of ink, and the smiling face was also ruined by a few drops of ink.
"You! You..."
Duanmu Xiong was panting heavily, and the anger in his chest could no longer be suppressed. With a "clang", he drew out his sword and chopped at a chair that was thrown at him.
The chair was cut into two halves, but the sword continued to move forward as it stabbed at the boy who threw the chair.
"what!"
The long sword pierced through the shoulder blade, and the boy, who was about fourteen or fifteen years old, fainted from the pain, covering the bleeding wound.
"what!"
"what!"
"Ahhhh! Uncle killed someone!"
"Help! Kill someone!"
The boys and girls who were playing were frightened by the bloody scene. After being stunned for a while, they suddenly rushed out of the study screaming and ran desperately to the main hall.
"Grandma! Daddy! Help! Uncle is trying to kill someone!"
Several children rushed into the main hall, followed closely by Duanmu Xiong, who was holding a bloody sword and had a vicious look on his face.
Several men and women who were eating cakes in the main hall quickly stood up to protect the children.
But when he saw the bloody sword and Duanmu Xiong who was about to kill someone, he couldn't help but shudder and kept backing away.
