pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 893 A Ridiculous Group of People
Song Qingge had heard of Shao Dashan, but it wasn't the one she was in charge of, but his father, the real ruler of the Shao family.

Every year, they open warehouses to release grain to the poor, and open porridge shops outside the city... In short, they have done a lot of good things.

Although Song Qingge is in a lawsuit with the youngest son of the Shao family, he admires those who do good deeds.

"There is no rule in the teahouse that people must listen to books, right?"

It is one thing to admire the ruler of the Shao family who has done good deeds, but it is another thing to face the scholar who is talking to her at this moment.

Why force her to listen to those nonsense things?
"There is no such regulation, but what I'm talking about is how to help Shao Dashan deal with that bad woman. This is the responsibility of everyone in Luoxin City!" The scholar said with his head held high.

The Shao family will donate part of the money to these scholars every year, and will also be responsible for the money for the poor family to go to Beijing to catch up with the exam. None of the scholars in the city said that the Shao family is not good, and they are very protective of them.

This time, it was also a self-initiated activity after hearing someone falsely accusing the Shao family.

Otherwise, scholars like them wouldn't even bother to come to teahouses to talk about books.

Against bad girls?Song Qingge raised her eyebrows, didn't she mean her?

She is the only one who has conflicts with the Shao family now, but it is clearly the Shao family who destroyed the batch of cloth by despicable means, and even set fire to the evidence to bite back. How could she become a bad woman?
"Hehe, I'm not interested."

Song Qingge was too lazy to talk to these people, threw the broken silver on the table, and dragged Xiao Jinyi out.

"stop!"

Before Song Qingge could reach the door, someone stopped her.

There were a dozen guests sitting in the lobby, and it was not a scholar who stopped her this time, but someone who came to drink tea like Song Qingge.

"Why are you not interested? Could it be that you are not from Luoxin City?" When he got up, he also looked angry.

"I'm not from Luoxin City, so what?" Song Qingge suddenly felt that these people were too ridiculous.

Upon hearing this answer, all the people in the lobby looked over, "Even if you are not from Luoxin City, since you have come to our Luoxin City, you must know that Master Shao is the biggest benevolent person in the city, everyone should respect him ..."

The other party's tone was proud, as if talking with a lot of face.

"Yes."

"Extremely true."

"..."

Everyone in the lobby followed suit.

Song Qingge thought it was a little funny, but it was still forced.

"Dabao, let's go." Song Qingge felt that the people in this room were all lunatics, and she was too lazy to waste time with them.

"Don't go!"

As soon as Song Qingge and Xiao Jinyi took a step forward, they were quickly stopped by people running over, "If you don't admit that Master Shao is a good person today, get out of Luoxin City."

"Get out of Los Angeles."

"You are not welcome in Los Angeles City."

"..."

A group of people yelled loudly, but the shopkeeper of the teahouse didn't care, and stood aside to watch the commotion. Even the people upstairs in Yage came out of curiosity to watch the commotion.

Song Qingge smiled, "It seems that you really don't have this right, even the government has no right to drive me away, let me go now, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Xiao Jinyi couldn't help but want to beat people up long ago, if these people won't get out of the way, they might as well beat them out.

"You still dare to say this to us, it seems that you don't want to stay in Luoxin City, everyone, we will take her now—"

Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Jinyi punched him, and the man standing in front of Song Qingge was kicked out.

Xiao Jinyi's sudden move made everyone freeze in place, no one dared to step forward, and the scholar who yelled the loudest did not dare to move.

(End of this chapter)