Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 531 I am more ruthless than you

"Under the blue sky and broad daylight, how can you allow you to hurt people at will?" Nalan Ying said coldly.

"That boy stole the water in my teahouse, he has no money to drink water, shouldn't he hit it?" the big man shouted with his eyes wide open.

"I have no money, I really have no money, ten taels of silver for a glass of water, my grandma is dying of thirst, I want to give him a drink!" The boy seemed to ignore the pain in his arm, but said sadly.

"Hiss!" Nalan Ying gasped. A cup of tea cost ten taels of silver, which is really expensive.

"Which teahouse are you from?" Nalan Ying's tone was chilly.

The big man didn't know that the danger was coming, so he said arrogantly: "It's the Fu's teahouse, our shopkeeper, but the imperial envoy has a lifelong friendship, you go and ask, our Fu's teahouse is famous far and near !"

"Is he a well-known black man?" Nalan Ying said disdainfully.

"How did you say that? Huh?" The big man glared at Nalanying dissatisfied and shouted.

"I want to see what a teahouse with ten taels of silver looks like for a cup of tea, let's go!" Nalan Ying snorted coldly, took a few people and walked towards the Fu's teahouse.

The boy seemed to be terrified, shaking his whole body with his arms folded.

"Don't be afraid! Someone will help you connect your arm later!" Nalan Ying comforted the boy.

The young man nodded, looked at the big man in horror, stood up trembling, and led the crowd forward.

Turning his head, he soon saw a tea shed painted with vermilion lacquer. The guards surrounded the tea shed with three floors inside and three floors outside, but there were not many people drinking tea inside.

"This is the Fu's Teahouse?" Nalan Ying asked with gloomy eyes after seeing the fluttering red signboard at a glance.

"Yes!" The boy nodded in horror.

"Phantom, hit me!" Nalan Ying shouted coldly.

"What?" The big man's expression changed, and he slashed at Nalanying with a palm.

"Tired of living? Dare to beat the imperial concubine?" Yechen shouted loudly, and the palm of his hand flew up, and the 200-jin man flew out like a kite, and hit him all at once. On the pillars of the tea shed, the vibration made the tea shed almost crumbling.

"Empress Yingfei?" All the people present were dumbfounded. The guards were intimidated by this name and hesitated to rush over.

"Call out the shopkeeper, I want to see who it is, who dares to distribute the wealth of the country, who gave him the courage?" Nalan Ying sneered.

The big man's face changed drastically. Someone had already gone in to report to the shopkeeper, and after a while a skinny old man came out in a hurry with an ugly expression.

Nalan Ying squinted at the old man's attire, and said in a deep voice, "You are the shopkeeper? Look at me, you don't look like the rightful owner!"

The old man bent down and said: "The old slave is just the housekeeper of the Fu family, and he manages this tea shed on his behalf!"

"Oh, so the Lord is not here at this time?" Nalan Ying asked casually sitting on a stool beside her.

"That's right, if you have anything to do with Concubine Ying, just tell this old servant!" said the shopkeeper with a frown.

"Do you want to get back the money that was stolen by this teahouse?" Nalan Ying raised her head and glanced at the crowd watching the excitement and said in a deep voice.

Everyone's complexion changed suddenly, they all glanced at Nalan Ying, then at the guards of the Fu family who were staring at them all around, and shook their heads one after another.

Nalan Ying knew that everyone was forced by the Fu family's power, so she didn't force her. She only saw the injured boy asking, "Do you want to?"

"Think!" The young man gritted his teeth and said, in order to get water for his grandma, he almost exhausted his family property, and could only collect five taels of silver, but he didn't think that the glass of water was gone.

"Okay, did you see the bucket over there? Phantom, you send it to his home, the money, please take out the shopkeeper, and the fee for the diagnosis and treatment of the boy's injury, about 100 taels, Tao !" Nalan Ying reached out to the shopkeeper to ask for it.

"This is 100 taels?" The shopkeeper showed a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Less dislike? 200 taels!" Nalan Ying said again.

"Your Majesty, don't bully people too much!" A big man next to the shopkeeper said coldly.

"I'm bullying too much? That's fine, since that's the case, in order to be worthy of your crime, I'm going to bully too much today, 500 taels, not one cent less!" Nalan Ying's eyes were shining with coldness. The radiant light and the outstretched five fingers pierced the shopkeeper's heart with panic.

"Ma'am, please don't be as knowledgeable as him, 100 taels we recognize!" The shopkeeper quickly took out the silver from his bosom, and presented it to Nalan Ying with both hands.

"No, didn't you just listen to what I said just now? It has been changed to 500 taels now. How about you take out such a small amount of money and send it away? Huh?" The deep and cold voice had a strong ending, The shopkeeper's face turned pale with fright.

"This old slave really has no control over such a large expenditure, so please forgive me!" the shopkeeper said in embarrassment.

"Xiaobai, this teahouse has been smashed by Ben Gong!" Nalan Ying ordered coldly.

Xiaobai's shadow swished, and there was a loud "Boom!", and the ostentatious signboard with red letters split into two halves, and the whole Fu character became torn apart at once.

"Xiaobai, I only smashed the contents inside, share those buckets with everyone!" Nalan Ying said lightly.

The shopkeeper hurriedly stopped him and said: "Your Majesty, don't, our shopkeeper is also on this street, let the old slave report back to the shopkeeper, how about it?"

"I don't have the time and patience, Xiaobai, smash it!" Nalan Ying yelled, and the whole teahouse collapsed immediately. The shopkeeper just stood there stupidly. If I push it out, I'm afraid it will fall under the tea shed.

"Who is so courageous to smash my Fu's teahouse? Is he really going to die?" There was a stern shout, and a middle-aged man in red silk hurried over, followed by Followed by a group of men in hard attire.

"The Lord is here!" Nalan Ying sneered.

"Master!" As soon as the shopkeeper saw his master, he walked over in panic.

"Idiot, I told you to look at the teahouse. Is that how you showed me?" As soon as the man saw the shopkeeper, he slapped him, and instantly pulled the skinny old man aside, blood gushed out of his mouth.

Nalan Ying looked on coldly, and said with a sneer, "You said, if you gave me 500 taels of silver, would you still be slapped?"

Master Fu stared at him with leopard eyes, and when he saw Nalan Ying's face clearly, he said with an evil smile: "Who am I? It turns out that such a beautiful girl, you let someone tear down my teahouse, then I'll take you!" As he spoke, he was about to walk over.

(End of this chapter)