Yo, grandpa is here

Interesting souls are one in a million, and Chen Qingqing just met one.

Looking at the hidden characters written by the doctor, Chen Qingqing thought for a while, and the corners of her mouth raised.

"Buli, it seems we don't have to wait until night, the answer, Liu Langzhong has already told us."

Chen Qingqing originally wanted to spend a day in the city to see how the soldiers defending the city were mobilized at night, but now she doesn't need to.

The word left by Liu Langzhong already explained everything, it was the mouth of the Wei family army.

"It's a pity to come out for a while, and it's a pity to go back like this. Where is the most well-informed place in the city, the brothel—"

Buli tightened his grip on the reins, and the two donkeys that were urgently called to stop stepped on the ground.

"You still want to go to that kind of place?!"

"I want to go, but you don't have any idea about our family's conditions?"

If she had enough money in her pocket, she would naturally want to experience the ancient "special service", listen to a tune, touch her face or something.

"." Buli used silence to express his dissatisfaction with her strong thirst for knowledge.

"Goulan Washe, we can't even afford it, so there is only one place left."

tea stall.

A bowl of crude tea worth two cents is not worth mentioning, but it is definitely enough to fill you up, and you can listen to gossip for free.

Chen Qingqing was eager to go, so she dragged her, took a hat out of the basket, adjusted her bun, and stuffed it into the hat.

In a place where fish and dragons are mixed together, a good-looking woman like her used to cause a commotion too easily.

After covering up his hair and darkening his fair little face, he was still not satisfied.

"You look so good-looking. Don't be like you after having a daughter."

It's better in the prosperous age. In the troubled times, the girl is too beautiful, which is also a headache.

"Maybe my daughter will be a little more like her father? If she is like you, I think there will be a lot of trouble."

Qingqing is not to be outdone, if she is really beautiful, she will be discriminated against for her appearance, then he is no worse than her, maybe her daughter will be like him, an eyelash expert, and go out to harm more people.

"I think I look quite ordinary, and it would be safer for a child to look like me, but—" Buli gave her a reluctant look. In fact, he still hoped to have a daughter who looked like her, so he was so entangled.

Only if he finds a way to become stronger and stronger can he protect her and the child, so that she can have a child of any gender she wants, regardless of whether the child looks good or bad.

"...if I didn't know you too well, I'd think you were at Versailles."

Chen Qingqing scoffed at his statement.He looks ordinary?
It's normal to grow up like him, so what is handsome?

This guy has a serious lack of self-awareness.

The teahouse was full of people, the two found an inconspicuous seat on the side and sat down, ordered two bowls of tea and listened.

Those who came to rest were traffickers and pawns, and they were well-informed. The topic of discussion today was the matter of Wei Jiajun taking over the city gate. After all, there was only that little content, which was similar to the information Chen Qingqing and his wife had.

After a while, a pancake seller came over, and the pancakes he picked were all empty, saying that the Wei family army bought them all, and all the pancakes in the city were sold out, it seems that this group of people will return soon barracks.

This also indirectly shows that Qingqing's conjecture is correct.

These people didn't plan to stay for a long time at all, they just went through the motions.

"I heard that the General Manager of the Wei Family Army recruited famous doctors last night, and several medical clinics in our city were recruited, that is, Mr. Liu did not go because of his illness."

"Liu Langzhong thinks it's a woman's problem, and he's a bitch. How can I go to that kind of place? If I were Liu Langzhong, I would also say that I am sick and can't go."

"Mr. Liu Langzhong has been dead for so many years. He must have died of drought a long time ago. Let her see so many mighty men all at once. Wouldn't it be raining after a long drought?"

These big bastards, after saying a few words, some people began to be serious, thinking that they had told a funny joke, and laughed while covering their stomachs after they finished speaking.

Qingqing weighed the tea bowl, calculated the distance, and just as she was thinking about how to throw the bowl over without bumping into other people, someone shot.

"Hey, who hit me?" The cheap-mouthed guy just covered his head.

A man who was stronger than him stood behind him, glaring, and stretched out his hand to slap him on the head again.

"If you make your mouth dirty, anyone can take a joke? Liu Langzhong saved my wife and my child's life, if you say she is, I will beat you!"

Qingqing put down the bowl, and raised the corner of her mouth.

There are still more good people.

Seeing that he was beaten, the man who was beaten didn't dare to talk cheaply, so he sat down despondently and continued to drink tea.

The topic went back to Wei Jiajun's recruitment of famous doctors. These people didn't know anything else, so they changed the topic after a few words.

Qingqing feels that Liu Langzhong seems to be hiding something on purpose, but it is definitely not what these people said, because there are too many men in the military camp to avoid suspicion. People who live to her level have long been pessimistic about their gender. Maybe life and death depend on Liu. In the doctor's eyes, it will be much lighter.

He is a man with a story.

Qingqing restrained her thoughts and kept her eyes on her. He nodded, and after leaving the teahouse, he and Qingqing went to other medical clinics.

Since the family is in the medicinal herb business, these side details are valuable to them.

The topic swirled around on the head of the host, Li Jiashort, and finally, before Qingqing was about to get up, another piece of valuable news appeared.

"Have you heard, Mr. Zhao beat someone yesterday, and he almost died."

"Which Master Zhao?"

"Soldier, Mr. Zhao, the soldier. It was said that his horse was startled, and he 'accidentally' stepped on someone, but he actually beat him!"

"It's fine, why beat someone?"

"It's not enough to say that people from the nearby villages offended him." The speaker patted the money bag, and everyone understood.

Understood, is it because the money is not in place?

"I heard from people in the yamen that the magistrate of Quanzhou is about to pass his birthday, Mr. Zhao is busy with the money, isn't he?"

"It's hard to say that. If it spreads out, it will be a slap in the face."

Qingqing sighed, and Buli called Xiao Er to give the money.

This is bad news for them.

Soldiers want to curry favor with officials at the upper level, and they must use money, which naturally has to be exploited from the hands of the people at the bottom.

The village was previously protected by soldiers and officials. According to the rules, Buli, as the new patriarch, must pay respects to consolidate mutual interests.

But given the current situation in the village, the military officials would definitely look down on the few taels of silver that could be brought out.

It is even more impossible for Buli to take out the ten taels of silver at home.

One wall of his house has collapsed, and it costs money to repair the house. You can't let Qingqing have no place to take a bath in winter, right?

At this moment, he had the urge to assassinate the soldier, but it only passed by in a flash.

Kill one corrupt official, and there will be countless others to make up for it.

But just "pay tribute" obediently, and he was unbalanced in his heart. He had the idea of ​​making money, but it was for Qingqing to improve his life. What kind of Mr. Zhao and Mr. dog are nothing!