My lord is a demon again

Chapter 567 The man who deserves what he deserves

Zhao Yun muttered to himself, "Why does that guy still send things here?"

Xin'er said: "Sister, do you know who it is?"

"Although I'm not sure, it's probably him. Hmph, that guy is really a strange person."

"Sister, after talking for a long time, who is he?"

"Mi it mother, who do you think it will be?"

"Isn't it Liang..." Xin'er rubbed her swollen belly and thought about it, but she didn't understand.

Zhao Yun casually picked up a peanut by the table and stuffed it into her hand, "What is this?"

"Peanuts."

"Then push it away, what's inside?"

"Sister, you are so strange, the peanut shells are filled with peanuts..."

Speaking of this, Xin'er suddenly realized: "Oh, I know, peanuts, peanuts give birth to rice, so flowers are the mothers of rice... huh? Could it be that Hua Mubai?"

Zhao Yun said: "Aside from him, is there anyone else?"

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, he turned to the delivery man and asked, "Where are the people who bought your things now?"

"I don't know. We just deliver the goods. We don't care about where the customers go."

"Okay, you guys go back, I'll take the things."

"Yes, madam..."

The group of people who delivered the goods quickly left Zhuangyuanfang.

When many people who heard the conversation heard that it was related to Hua Mubai, they said: "Madam, we'd better not want that Hua Mubai's stuff, the ghost knows what kind of heart that guy has in mind?"

Zhao Yun smiled and said: "Everyone, don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion. Our Dawu is not short of this money. Since someone has sent something, let's find an opportunity to give him the money."

In the afternoon, the first batch of members of Zhuangyuanfang were basically finalized. Zhao Yun was not in a hurry to ask them to prepare to go out to perform and entertain the people, but let them get along well for a while, and increase some affection and tacit understanding with each other.

And she and Xin'er got into the carriage and rushed back to the palace.

No matter what, the two little ones are always my mother's heart, no matter how busy I am, I can't let them go.

"Yu~~" The coachman stopped suddenly, turned around and said, "Madam, the road ahead is blocked by the crowd, should we take a detour?"

"Okay, let's make a detour." Zhaoyun thought it might be because those martial arts people took the opportunity to perform in the capital, earn some money to hang around the shop or something, and it's better not to provoke those people.

Just when the carriage turned around and was about to leave, Xin'er raised the curtains and looked out, and suddenly said: "Stop!"

The driver quickly stopped the car.

Zhao Yun asked curiously, "What's wrong, sister?"

"Look, sister, does that person look familiar?"

Zhaoyun looked outside and said, "Who is it? I don't know it."

"No, sister, look into the crowd, the beaten beggar in the middle."

"The beggar who was beaten? Then how would I know who it was? But why did those people beat him together?"

"Sister, look more clearly, does it look like that who...?"

Zhao Yun looked carefully, was stunned for a moment, and said, "It turned out to be An Liechen!"

"Yes, it's really him, otherwise it's impossible to look so similar."

I saw An Liechen with disheveled hair, iron chains around his hands and feet, and a beggar's bowl in his hand. The audience not only refused to give him money, but also violently beat him up.

And not far behind him, a few soldiers followed nonchalantly, turning a deaf ear to what was happening in front of them.

"Hmph, that An Liechen, he deserves to suffer this crime, God knows how, it was because of his treachery, how many soldiers did our Dawu lose?"

(End of this chapter)