Chapter 552 Chapter 552: The Evil of the People (Part 1) [Seeking a monthly ticket]
Facing the resentful eyes and silent accusations of the young scribes, Qishan was also full of sorrow, and he was wronged first, and he was speechless at the moment. What should he say? Said that his vision is not very good, and the seven protagonists selected before are not good?
Or promise again and again that this is okay now?
The young man is meddling on the surface, but he is shocked in his heart—when has she ever seen a prayer book who was speechless and guilty?
The young scholar said: "Now you don't need to pay back the country, you can pay back my losses one by one."
Prayer is still the same answer.
He is now so poor that one person is full and the whole family is not hungry.
Really nothing.
If the young scribe doesn’t find it troublesome, he can stay, and he can pay back slowly when he gets rich.
The young scribe obviously disagreed with this decision, and pretended to smile grinningly: "Do you want money? That's fine, even if you want a life."
Qi Shan shook his head: "My Lord will not agree."
The young scribe clicked his tongue a little bored.
At this time, the shop waiter began to serve the dishes.
These recipes are also from the government office. Although the color, fragrance and taste are not as refined as the official chefs, for the folks who are short of food, it is almost a blow to dimensionality reduction. However, Longwu County is too poor, after all, only a few people can afford it.
Except for the young lady of the Zhao family, the other three people present were either Wenxin scribes or martial arts fighters. Naturally, their appetites were astonishing.
Young scribes are also welcome.
Bluntly said: "Eat openly, and pray for Yuanliang when you are poor."
Only then did Qishan notice the young lady of the Zhao family.
He vaguely felt that the other person's appearance was familiar.
The young scribe thought that something unhealthy was brewing in his mind, so he specially explained: "This Xiaolang met halfway."
Qi Shan asked her, "Xiao Lang, what's your last name?"
The young lady of the Zhao family said: "Miangui's surname is Zhao, and the family is big. If you don't mind, sir, you can just call Zhao Dalang..."
"Zhao?"
Qishan subconsciously thought of Zhao Feng.
However, Zhao Feng's rough man was not in the same style as the young man in front of him. He was about to ask the other party where his ancestral home was, when there was a sudden noise outside the restaurant. Some people called for help miserably, while others scolded Biao with swear words, mixed with words like "beat to death".
Qi Shan frowned and stood up.
Put up the window and look out.
The crowd gathered around to watch the show.
An old woman was wielding a stick to beat another woman in her thirties, cursing and spitting at the same time. There is also a young and handsome young woman with a swaddling baby in her arms, standing on one side and weeping. The old woman looks thin and thin, but her hands and feet are flexible and strong.
The woman was beaten helplessly and her clothes were torn. She begged for mercy repeatedly, but the old woman refused to let her go.
"What's going on out there?"
The waiter who came up to refill the food made a smile on his face.
"I don't know your honored guest, but the people who are making trouble all live on the west side of the city. The one who was beaten and scolded was a widow, and she is quite pitiful. She died a long time ago, and she was also killed by Shiwu's group of animals... oh , there is only one daughter in the family, and there is no man who can stand up to the family. The life of the mother and daughter is difficult. I have vaguely heard that she has a dirty style in order to earn a living. The previous son, her daughter was not arrested by the government She went to middle school to learn crafts? She probably wanted to lose face, so she set up a stall to sell some gadgets. The other two are a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and they are neighbors with the widow... I don’t know why they got into a fight..."
He also set up a stall where people ate.
Young scribes also came up to take a look, and saw that the bottom was torn into a ball: "Long Wu is indeed a sturdy folk."
Whether it is praise or derogation, it is difficult to judge.
Qishan glanced at him, and was about to wink at the young man, telling her to go down and take down the three of them—if it was an ordinary neighborhood conflict, the government would not be able to control it, but they were all clamoring for their lives, and the widow and her daughter were students in the school, so they couldn't in spite of.
However, before the boy jumped out of the window, the crowd below suddenly parted. A girl rushed forward and pushed the old woman away, and stopped the old woman who was still trying to fight fiercely with her immature body. The old lady was pushed away by the girl without noticing it for a while, she took a closer look and smiled grinningly.
He spat out a mouthful of saliva, and said with a ferocious expression: "Who should I think it is? It turns out to be you, a **** whose father is unknown!"
"伱—"
Carefully observe the girl's appearance.
The facial features do have a bit of ten black features.
But that doesn't prove anything.
Longwu County is located in the border area. When the situation was still peaceful, the two ethnic groups had frequent exchanges and exchanged information. With too much contact, marriage and fusion are inevitable. As time goes by, there will naturally be a small group of people who have merged the blood of the two races and passed on from generation to generation.
A small piece of gray is revealed.
Hearing what the old woman said, Jiang Huang's face turned pale.
The girl was also trembling with anger.
The old lady was tearing her throat, pointing at the girl with her wrinkled, chicken-claw-shaped finger, her overly long nails almost poked her eyes: "I'll kill you **** today!"
"Who allowed you to touch my students?"
Restaurants, private rooms.
The young literati had long noticed the handsome woman who brought the girl over. She was amazed at the first glance, and wanted to stretch her neck out of the window with the second. She kept patting Qishan on the shoulder and whispered excitedly: "Qi Yuanliang, Qi Yuanliang, this Who is this girl?"
Qi Shan said: "Ning Yan, Ning Tunan."
The young scribe turned his head, and the enchanting peonies on his head were all out of place: "How do you know the name of a lady?"
"Colleague, it's not strange to exchange names."
Young scribe: "Your colleague?"
He suddenly remembered Xu Jie's box of family letters, with a strange expression on his face: "Co-author... Your master is really a daughter?"
The young lady of the Zhao family: "???"
Qi Shan said indifferently: "What's wrong with my daughter?"
Tsk, never seen the world.
The young scribe was speechless by his calm attitude, turned his head and continued to watch the development below. But I saw that woman named Ning Tunan raised her hand and asked people to take down the old woman, mother-in-law and the man who had been ignored by everyone, and sent them to the government together with the widow, mother and daughter, so that they could be clearly distinguished.
The old woman was still panicked at first, but she didn't know what to think, so she held her head up again and gave the widow a hard look.
The young scribes were full of enthusiasm: "Go and see the excitement."
Qi Shan lacked interest: "...what's so interesting about this?"
The man in this family cowardly hid aside, allowing the old mother, wife and children to charge forward, and he could roughly guess the contradictions inside.
The young scribes were warned again.
"Don't make any wrong decisions about Ning Tunan."
Dare to move?
Ning Yan could knock his head off.
The young scribe had an expression of "Your brain is really dirty": "You don't understand now, who said that admiring a woman should be kept for oneself? I just admire the other party and want to make acquaintances as friends. When will I As dirty as you think?"
Qi Shan doubts: "Make friends?"
The young scribe raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "It's admirable to dare to become an official as a woman, so why isn't it worth making friends with?"
As he spoke, the people below almost dispersed.
Before leaving, Ning Yan glanced lightly at a window of a nearby restaurant, and then lowered her head and softly comforted the girl.
【Official office】
Shen Tang had just finished a bunch of work, rubbed her eyes and stretched her waist, before she had time to be lazy, she heard the sound of drums, she suddenly turned serious, and someone asked, "What's going on outside?"
"An old lady in the west of the city sued the widow of her neighbor."
Shen Tang ate two cakes in a hurry.
"Sue what?"
Shen Tang set up a drum for Ru Yao's public security. If there is any grievance, you can beat the drum to complain, and she will handle it personally.
This is the first time it rang.
"The widow failed to seduce her son, and because of her jealousy, she murdered her grandson... The old woman brought her daughter-in-law and young grandson to the door to seek justice, but was blocked by Dean Ning. The old woman still wanted to sue Dean Ning to protect the students. And disregarding black and white..."
This involves the college girl and dean Ning Yan.
Otherwise, it is just an ordinary contradiction.
Shen Tang's expression darkened.
said: "Go and have a look."
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The troublemaker case is not long, don't worry about 123.
(end of this chapter)