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Chapter 552 Chapter 552: The Evil of the People 【Ask for a monthly ticket】

Facing the resentful eyes and silent accusations of the young scribe, Qishan was also full of sorrows, and he was wronged first, so he was speechless at the moment.What should he say?Said that his vision is not very good, and the seven protagonists selected before are not good?
Or promise again and again that this is okay now?

The young man was meddling on the surface, but he was shocked in his heart—when had she ever seen a prayer master who was speechless and guilty?

The young scribe said: "Now you don't need to return the country, you can return my losses one by one."

Prayer is still the same answer.

He is now so poor that he can feed himself and the whole family is not hungry.

Really nothing.

If the young scribe doesn't find it troublesome, he can stay, and he can pay back slowly when he gets rich.

The young scribe obviously disagreed with this decision, and pretended to smile grinningly: "Do you want money? It's fine, and life is fine."

Qi Shan shook his head: "My Lord will not agree."

The young scribe clicked his tongue a little bored.

At this time, the shop waiter began to serve the dishes.

These few recipes are also from the official office. Although the color, fragrance and taste are not as refined as the official kitchen, but for the folks who are short of food, it is almost a blow to dimensionality reduction.However, Longwu County is too poor, after all, only a few people can afford it.

Except for the young lady of the Zhao family, the four people present were either Wenxin scholars or warriors, so they naturally had an amazing appetite.

Young scholars are also welcome.

He said bluntly: "Eat openly, and if you are poor, he prays for Yuanliang."

Only then did Qishan notice the young lady of the Zhao family.

He vaguely felt that the other person's appearance was familiar.

The young scribe thought that something unhealthy was brewing in his mind, so he specially explained: "This young man met halfway."

Qi Shan asked her, "What's your name, Xiao Lang?"

The young lady of the Zhao family said: "Mr. Zhao's surname is Zhao, and the family is big. If you don't mind, sir, you can just call Zhao Dalang..."

"Zhao?"

Qishan subconsciously thought of Zhao Feng.

However, Zhao Feng's rough man was not in the same style as the young man in front of him. He was about to ask him where his ancestral home was, when there was a sudden noise outside the restaurant.Some people called for help miserably, while others scolded Biao with swear words, mixed with words like "beat to death".

Qi Shan frowned and stood up.

Put up the window and look out.

The crowd gathered around to watch the play.

An old woman was about to beat another thirty-year-old woman with a stick, cursing and spitting at the same time.There is also a young and handsome young woman with a swaddling baby in her arms, standing on one side and weeping.The old woman looks thin and thin, but her hands and feet are flexible and strong.

The woman was beaten helplessly and her clothes were torn off.She begged for mercy repeatedly, but the old woman refused to let her go.

"What's going on out there?"

The waiter who came up to refill the food made a smile on his face.

"I don't know your honored guest, but the people who are making noise all live in the west side of the city. The one who was beaten and scolded was a widow. Speaking of which, she is quite pitiful. A man died very early, and she was also killed by Shiwu's group of animals... Alas, there is only one daughter in the family, and there is no man who can stand up to the family. The life of the mother and daughter is difficult. I vaguely heard that she has a dirty style in order to earn a living. The first time, her daughter was not The government office chose a middle school craft? She probably wanted to lose face, so she set up a stall to sell some gadgets. The other two are a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, who are neighbors with the widow... I don’t know why they got into a fight..."

They also opened up the stalls where people ate.

The young scribes also came up to take a look, and saw that they were torn into a ball: "Long Wu is indeed a tough folk."

Whether it's praise or derogation, it's hard to judge.

Qishan glanced at him, and was about to wink at the young man, telling her to go down and take down the three of them—if it was an ordinary neighborhood conflict, the government would not be able to handle it, but they were all clamoring for their lives, and the widow and her daughter were students in the school. Can not ignore.

However, before the boy jumped out of the window, the crowd below suddenly parted, a girl rushed forward and pushed the old woman away, and stopped the old woman who was still trying to fight fiercely with her immature body.The old lady was pushed away by the girl without noticing it for a while, she took a closer look and smiled grinningly.

He spat out a mouthful of saliva, and said with a ferocious expression: "Who should I think it is? So it's you, a bastard whose father is unknown!"

"You—"

Carefully observe the girl's appearance.

The facial features do have a bit of a black feature.

But that proves nothing.

Longwu County is located in the border area. When the situation was still peaceful, the two clans communicated frequently and communicated with each other.With too much contact, marriage and fusion are inevitable.As time goes by, there will naturally be a small group of people who have merged the blood of the two races and passed on from generation to generation.

The widow had already been torn into a mess.

A small patch of gray was revealed.

Hearing the old woman's words, Jiang Huang's face turned pale.

The girl was also trembling with anger.

The old woman was tearing her throat, pointing at the girl with her wrinkled, chicken-claw-shaped fingers, her overly long nails almost poked her eyes: "I'll kill you bastard today!"

"Who allowed you to touch my student?"

Restaurant, private room.

The young literati had long noticed the handsome woman who brought the girl over. She was amazed at the first glance, and wanted to stretch her neck out of the window with the second. She kept patting Qishan on the shoulder and whispered excitedly: "Qi Yuanliang, Qi Yuanliang, this Who is this girl?"

Qishan said: "Ning Yan, Ning Tunan."

The young scribe turned his head with a whimper, and the enchanting peonies on his head were all out of place: "How do you know the name of his wife?"

"Colleagues, it's not surprising that we exchange names."

Young scribe: "Your colleague?"

He suddenly remembered Xu Jie's box of family letters, with a strange expression on his face: "Co-author... Your master is really a daughter?"

The young lady of the Zhao family: "???"

Qi Shan said indifferently: "What's wrong with my daughter?"

Tsk, never seen the world.

The young scribe was speechless by his calm attitude, turned his head and continued to watch the development below.However, the woman named Ning Tunan raised her hand and asked people to take down the old woman, mother-in-law and the man who had been neglected by everyone, and sent them to the government together with the widow, mother and daughter, so that they could be clearly distinguished.

The old woman was panicked at first, but she didn't know what to think, and then raised her head and chest, and gave the widow a hard look.

The young scribe was full of enthusiasm: "Go and see the excitement."

Qi Shan lacked interest: "...what's so interesting about this?"

The man of this family cowardly hid aside, allowing the old mother, wife and children to charge forward, and he could roughly guess the contradictions inside.

He also warned the young scribes.

"Don't make any wrong decisions about Ning Tunan."

Dare to move?

Ning Yan was able to knock his head to one side.

The young scribe had an expression of "Your brain is really dirty": "You don't understand now, who said that admiring a woman should be my own? I just admire the other party and want to make acquaintances as friends. When will As dirty as you think?"

Qishan wondered: "Make friends?"

The young scribe raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Dare to become an official as a woman. Your courage is commendable. Why isn't it worth making friends with?"

With that said, the people below almost dispersed.

Before leaving, Ning Yan glanced lightly at a window of a nearby restaurant, then bowed her head and softly comforted the girl.

【Official office】

Shen Tang had just finished a bunch of work, she rubbed her eyes and stretched, before she had time to be lazy, she heard the sound of drums, she suddenly turned serious, and someone asked, "What's going on outside?"

"An old woman in the west of the city sued her neighbor's widow."

Shen Tang ate two cakes in a hurry.

"Sue what?"

For Ru Yao's public security, Shen Tang set up a drum. If there is any grievance, she can beat the drum to express her grievance, and she will deal with it herself.

This is the first time it rang.

"The widow failed to seduce her son, and because of her jealousy, she murdered her grandson... The old woman brought her daughter-in-law and young grandson to the door to seek justice, but was stopped by Dean Ning. The old woman still wanted to sue Dean Ning, and defended it ignorantly." Students are disregarding black and white..."

This involves Ning Yan, a girl and dean of the college.

Otherwise, it is just an ordinary contradiction.

Shen Tang's expression darkened.

Said: "Go and have a look."

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　　The case of unscrupulous people is not long, don't worry about 123.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)