Nongmen Jiao Niang has space

Han Yao snorted coldly, showed his waist card, and said in a cold voice, "Can we talk now?"

Seeing that he was an important official of the court, the shopkeeper hurriedly cupped his hands, nodded and bowed his waist, "It turned out that Lord Han came, but the little shopkeeper didn't know Taishan, but there was a dispute between the customers in the store just now, but the customer has already left and is not in the store. "

"Gone?" Han Yao frowned.

"Yes, I have already left through the back door. If my lord chases after him now, he may be able to catch up." The shopkeeper continued without blinking.

Lin Baoning, who was behind, looked around the store, picked up a piece of light fabric from the ground, and buttoned it in her sleeve. She walked forward with Yun Qing in her arms, and looked at the honest and humble shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, Now that you are at the scene, tell me, who are the people who quarreled? Why did they quarrel?"

"Here are two men who came to see calligraphy and painting. One of them brought a servant. They seemed to be arguing because of the famous calligraphy and painting. One said it belonged to the saint of painting, and the other said it belonged to Mr. Banqiao. That's why they argued. stand up."

Lin Baoning sneered, "The shopkeeper's ability to make up stories on the spot is really amazing."

Han Yao couldn't help but release a cold light from his eyes when he heard that, he reached out and grabbed the shopkeeper's skirt, and shouted loudly, "You dare to lie, but you know that you will lose your head if you lie to the court order!"

The shopkeeper didn't seem to be afraid of Han Yao, but looked at Lin Baoning behind him, "Girl, don't talk nonsense, how do you know I lied, the old man didn't lie, it's just two men."

"You're really stubborn." After Lin Baoning finished speaking, he took out the piece of fabric from his sleeve, "It looks like this fabric is commonly used by a girl, and there is also the fragrance powder used by this girl on the fabric."

"Perhaps it was left behind by other guest officials. I really don't know..." The shopkeeper's reaction was quick. The workshop is full of people, entertaining so many guests a day, and it's not guaranteed that some girls are left behind. Reasonable.

"The scent is still there, obviously that girl has just arrived." Lin Baoning raised his eyebrows, "Shopkeeper, do you still want to say that you still don't know?"

The shopkeeper choked back the words that came to his lips.

The forces in this capital are deeply intertwined. When the two of them came in, although the shopkeeper seemed to be in awe, there was no sense of awe in his heart. Obviously this store has a background and the shopkeeper has reliance.

Having said all this, the shopkeeper straightened his clothes, "Girl, please don't embarrass me, I really don't know."

"A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water!" Lin Baoning sneered, and slashed out with a palm, and instantly the calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall split in two from the middle.

"Oh, that's Yan Zhenqing's authentic work, it's ruined just like that, ruined... this..." The shopkeeper's eyes turned red, he never thought that such a barbaric girl would dare to ruin his Calligraphy and painting.

"You, you, is there any law for this? You are going to smash my shop and not let me live." The shopkeeper was furious, and he touched the calligraphy and paintings on the wall with heartache.

"If you don't say anything else, your store will be smashed and your calligraphy and paintings will be destroyed!" Lin Baoning was a bully with his upper body, and kicked the bench next to him, and the bench shattered into two halves with a snap.

The shopkeeper was startled for a moment, and then he said confidently, "Girl, what are you doing like a hooligan? I want to report to the officials and ask Dali Temple to come and arrest people."