Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 803

The other gangsters were so tired that they fell to the ground and couldn't stand up, only the leader barely had the strength to stand up, and after hearing what the Beijing official said, he pointed at him to stop him and said, "Please wait a moment, my lord, wait until I finish the matter, Naturally, I will go with you." Then he turned and walked towards me, and said with a playful smile: "Grandma, thank you, I have done everything you asked, and your property can now belong to me."

"Good grandson, I'm glad you're happy. You haven't even written your horoscope yet. What are you in a hurry for?" I put my hands on my mouth and giggled.

Ting Lu glared at me complainingly.When the gangster heard this, he became anxious, and shouted anxiously: "What, what's the matter, words don't count, don't forget that you have written documents." He turned his head and said to the Beijing official: "Master Xue, what do you say? Commentary, this lady wrote down a written statement in public, saying that she would choose one of us as an apprentice and donate all the family property to this person. We also kowtowed, and we also competed in the civil and martial arts test. I won! At this moment She refused to accept the account again. Ah, yes, there is written evidence!"

The leader of the gangster immediately went to the table to get the paper, and showed it to me triumphantly, "Look, this paper is correct, right? It's clearly written in black and white, and you can't regret it!"

The Beijing official was watching, Ting Lu copied it over and looked at it again and again, her face turned pale with anger, I quickly comforted him with a smile, "Don't be angry, don't worry, this is not a joke with him."

"Are you kidding me? This little beauty, with the evidence in black and white, is no kidding. These people on the street are all my witnesses!" The leader of the gangster laughed proudly.Ting Lu didn't speak, her face was livid with anger, she stared at me speechlessly.I smiled and gestured to Fu'an, indicating to bring the inkstone. When the inkstone arrived, I dipped some ink on my fingertips. It happened that the Beijing official was looking at the handwriting. He turned to me and asked, "Is this the handwriting you wrote?"

I nodded, "That's right."

The gangster pointed at me and danced excitedly: "You heard me, my lord, she admitted it!"

I looked at him with a smile, stretched out my hand and clicked on the paper, "My lord, look here, my paper does not say to give away the family property. You see: I, Yao Mulan, would like to donate all the property under my name to myself, apprentice I don’t want a penny, and there is no evidence for what I say.”

After I recited it, everyone understood it. The Beijing official snorted, then looked down, and it was true.

(End of this chapter)