The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

In Wanhua building, Ouyang Duan sat on the chair in the middle, his face was as gloomy as water, and asked, "are you all washed?"

"Yes." A bamboo pole like man bows his body like a cooked prawn: "these girls are spoiled. I'm afraid they can't do without suffering."

"With you?" Ouyang snorted coldly: "bring them all up!"

When the man went out for a moment, the door opened again, and the women who were pushed in lowered their heads and choked one after another.

Ouyang raised his chin, a pair of swollen eye blisters swept the women in front of him, and said, "if it's useful to cry, you don't have to come here. Now that you're here, you have to accept your fate. Raise your head for me!"

The women stopped their sad voice. Some timid people raised their heads in a hurry. When they saw Ouyang's big fat face, they bowed their heads again.

"Bring up the chairs for them." Ouyang's voice fell, the door was pushed open, and a dozen big men came in with a strange looking chair, lined up in the middle of the ground.

Ouyang got up and paced in front of these people: "if you are smart enough to sit in, don't make people upset. Then you can't help it."

In the crowd, hibiscus, with her hair tied behind her head, reached out and stroked her abdomen. She was the first one to come out and pick out the chair on the edge and sit quietly.

Ouyang looked at her with a sneer: "hang it up."

Someone came up and tied Hibiscus' ankles to the legs of the chair, and tied her hands to the armrest. Then she took something like a splint and fixed Hibiscus' neck directly. In this way, hibiscus had to straighten her back and stick it tightly to the chair, and her head had to be lifted up to avoid being hurt by the splint.

The sentence is just like this, Furong closed her eyes, she has no desire to have a good place, only want to protect the fetus.

Ouyang looked at Furong, still satisfied, turned his head and frowned: "what are you waiting for?"

The next thugs came and pulled the women to the chairs.

"God damn it, today I see who dares to touch me!"

The woman held the hairpin in her hand and pointed to her throat: "if we die, you can't explain."

Ouyang smiles so that the powder on his face is almost falling down. He points to the woman and says, "if you die, you can see if it's not easy for me to explain."

The woman was stunned. Once upon a time, she was a lady with status in Yandu. Now she was sent to GouLan courtyard to be humiliated. No one was afraid to die. A burst of despair made her raise her hairpin and stab her throat fiercely.

"No! Cool

Before the roar fell, the woman fell to the ground.

Ouyang didn't frown. He said in a deep voice: "tell the people outside that one is dead. Come in and recognize his identity and throw it on the grass to feed the wolf."

"Yes." Someone went out. After a while, a man in an official uniform came in. His men identified himself and turned away.

There are two wanhualou people with broken mat roll the body carried out, do not want to know is to feed the wolf.

"If anyone else has enough to live, come along." Ouyang said and sat down again, holding up the cup.

In the face of life and death, there are only a few women who have the courage to die. These women are obediently sitting in the chair.

All tied up, Ouyang got up and left.

Ouyang just went out to see the young man of Ruyi Fang.

"Miss Zuo has opened a restaurant next to the shogunate. Today, boss ye asked me to invite you. I should have come earlier. I'm too busy. Don't be surprised. It's tonight. " Xiao Er is a talker, and he laughs happily.

Ouyang himself took a plate of fruit and put it in front of Xiaoer: "reward you, go back to tell boss ye, and then come."

"Thank you very much, little one." The second boy pours the fruit into his pocket and turns back.

Ouyang didn't care and chuckled: "a little girl thinks she can make some clothes. She wants to make waves in Anju town? That's ridiculous. "

When zuijianchao's plaque was hung up, Wen Ruolan told the soldiers to cover the middle word with a red cloth. The passers-by on the street looked curious, and zuijianchao's two words were a bit eye-catching.

"Put the advertisement at the door." Wen Ruolan ordered food and wine from the restaurant to serve soldiers, waiting to see Ouyang and good media in the evening.

Since it's good media, it's best to be in front of two people. On the contrary, Tan Junyan didn't show up from beginning to end, and he didn't know how bamboo wine was going.

Less than three days before the hunting Festival, the whole Anju town is jubilant, and new red lanterns are hanging on the pavement.

A fast horse came through the snow and went straight to wenruolan's yard.

Turning over and dismounting, Hua looked at the small courtyard which was obviously uninhabited for many days. The whole person was a little unstable. All the way through the rain and wind, he didn't expect to meet an empty house.

Just want to turn around, you can hear the movement behind and look back.

Liuzi was freezing, so he came and bowed: "Hua Shaoxia."

"What about people?" Hua Wuying knew that Liuzi would not leave, but he was surprised to see Liuzi for several months. His beard was ragged and his clothes were dirty.

"Miss Wen has been taken away by the shogunate. She has a family next to the shogunate. She hasn't come back in recent days." Liu Zi lowered his head in embarrassment: "I wanted to use my dumb identity to get close to Miss Wen, but I didn't expect that I would be seen through soon. These days, I'm climbing the ice and lying in the snow, waiting for young Xia Hua."

"It's OK. Go to a better Inn and tidy up. Go back to Nanjiang immediately." Hua Wuying threw Liuzi a purse and went out to the shogunate.

Liuzi didn't stay much, so he left with his money bag.

In the courtyard, only the wind blows and rolls up some snowflakes.

It's getting dark, but for people living in Anju Town, it's not the usual time. The deeper the night is, the more lively it is. The hunting festival attracts businessmen from all over the world to gather here. It's a good time to earn money.

Drunk today, the lights are bright, standing at the door, the people who have changed their soldiers' clothes act as bodyguards, blocking some people who want to come in and have a look.

Wen Ruolan sits in the middle, and good media and Ouyang look at each other unfavorably. They don't pay attention to each other, but ye Ruyi sits opposite Wen Ruolan, smiling.

"Miss Zuo is really an eye opener for Ruyi. This is the post house of the shogunate. Now it has become the property of Miss Zuo. I'm afraid this place will become the gold selling cave of this year's hunting Festival."

"It depends on the concerted efforts of all of us to make money." Wen Ruolan held up his glass: "zuolan bravely opened the wine and got drunk. Now, whether wanhualou or liushange, boss Ye's ruyifang is going to be in trouble. Since you have to work hard, the money you earn will naturally be shared."

Ouyang raised his eyelids to see Wen Ruolan. At his age, Wen Ruolan was just a laughing child in his wanhualou. Even though he was a little magnanimous, it would be fantastic to want wanhualou to cooperate with liucangge. If the shogunate hadn't taken care of him, he really didn't want to go this way.

After all, wenruolan with the whole set of national color Tianxiang dress take Qiao, can let Ouyang heart old uncomfortable.

"Since it's cooperation, we need to talk about the conditions. I don't know what the conditions are for Miss Zuo?" Good media answers.

Wen Ruolan sipped a sip of wine and said in a deep voice: "twenty-four points, each of you accounts for twenty percent, and I account for forty percent."

"Oh, Miss Zuo is really a lion. Do you think wanhualou cares about your 20% bonus?" Ouyang snorted coldly: "although wanhualou is nothing more than a place to have fun, the girls in wanhualou are all miss Qianjin. Do you know that

Said, eyes with a bit of provocation, looking at Wen Ruolan.

Wen Ruolan gave a faint smile.