Facing the young scholar's resentful eyes and silent accusations, Qi Shan was also very upset. He was in the wrong first, so he was speechless. What should he say? Should he say that his vision was not good and the seven lords he had chosen before were not good enough
Or reassure me that this is OK now
The girl seemed to be enjoying the show, but she was shocked in her heart - when had she ever seen Qi Zhubu being speechless and feeling guilty after being criticized
The young scholar said, "Now I don't want you to return the country, you can just return all the losses I suffered in the past."
Qishan still gave the same answer.
He is so poor now that one of his own can feed the whole family.
There is really not a penny left.
If the young scholar doesn't mind the trouble, he may stay and pay it back slowly when he becomes rich.
The young scholar obviously disagreed with this decision and pretended to smile grimly: "You don't have money? That's fine, or your life."
Qi Shan shook his head: "My Lord will not agree."
The young scholar uttered a dull sound.
At this time, the waiter started serving the dishes.
These recipes were also leaked from government offices. Although they were not as exquisite as those made by government kitchens, they were a great help to the people who were short of food. However, Longwu County was too poor, and only a few people could afford them.
Except for the young lady from the Zhao family, the other three people present were either scholars with a literary mind or warriors with a brave mind, so naturally they had an astonishing appetite.
The young scribe was not polite either.
Frankly speaking: "Eat as much as you want, and eat him out of his money."
Only then did Qishan notice the young lady from the Zhao family.
He vaguely felt that the other person's face looked familiar.
The young scholar thought that he had some unhealthy thoughts in his mind, so he explained: "I met this young man halfway."
Qi Shan asked her, "What's your name, young man?"
The young lady from the Zhao family said, "Your surname is Zhao, and you are the eldest in the family. If you don't mind, you can just call me Zhao Dalang..."
"Zhao?"
Qi Shan subconsciously thought of Zhao Feng.
However, Zhao Feng, a rough man, was completely different from the young man in front of him. Just as he was about to ask where the other party was from, there was a sudden commotion outside the restaurant. Someone was crying for help, someone was cursing and swearing, mixed with words like "beat him to death".
Qishan frowned and stood up.
I opened the window and looked out.
The crowd gathered around to watch the show.
An old woman was holding a stick and trying to beat another woman in her thirties, cursing and spitting. Another pretty young woman was standing by with a baby in her arms, crying. The old woman was thin, but her hands and feet were nimble and strong.
The woman was beaten so badly that she had no power to fight back, and her clothes were torn off. She begged for mercy again and again, but the old woman refused to give in.
"What happened outside?"
The waiter who came up to add more dishes apologized with a smile.
"My dear guest, you may not know that those people making a fuss live in the west of the city. The one who was beaten and scolded was a widow. She was quite pitiful, as her husband died very early, and she herself was bullied by the Shiwu beasts... Well, there was only one daughter in the family, and no male heir to support the family, so the mother and daughter lived a hard life. I vaguely heard from people that she did not do good things in order to make a living. Wasn't her daughter selected by the government to learn a craft the other day? She probably wanted to save face, so she set up a stall to sell some small things. The other two were a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and they were neighbors of the widow... I don't know how they started fighting..."
He also overturned other people's food stalls.
The young scholar also came over to take a look and saw that the crowd was tearing each other apart: "Longwu is indeed a fierce folk custom."
It is hard to judge whether it is praise or criticism.
Qi Shan glanced at him and was about to signal the young man to go down and arrest the three people - if it was an ordinary neighborhood conflict, the government would not be able to intervene, but they were all shouting that they wanted to kill people, and the widow's daughter was a student in the school, so they could not just ignore it.
However, before the boy jumped out of the window, the crowd below suddenly parted, and a little girl rushed forward and pushed the old woman away, using her young body to stop the old woman who was still trying to fight back. The old woman was not aware that she was pushed away by the girl, and she looked at him carefully and grinned.
He spat, and said ferociously, "Who did you think it was? Turns out it's you, this bastard with an unknown father!"
"you-"
Observe the girl's appearance carefully.
The facial features do have some Shiwu characteristics.
But this doesn't prove anything.
Longwu County is located in the border area. When the situation was peaceful, the two tribes had frequent exchanges and shared what they had. With more contact, marriage and integration were inevitable. Over time, naturally a small number of people would merge the blood of the two tribes and continue from generation to generation.
The widow's clothes had been torn to pieces.
A small patch of white is revealed.
Hearing the old woman's words, Jiang Huang's face turned pale.
The girl was so angry that she was shaking all over.
The old woman screamed at the top of her lungs, pointing her wrinkled, chicken-claw-shaped fingers at the girl, her overly long nails almost poking her eyes: "Today I'm going to beat you to death too, you bastard!"
"Who allowed you to touch my students?"
Restaurants, private rooms.
The young scholar had already noticed the pretty woman who came with the little girl. He was amazed at her at first sight, and at second glance he wanted to stretch his neck and look out the window. He kept patting Qi Shan on the shoulder and whispered excitedly, "Qi Yuanliang, Qi Yuanliang, who is this girl?"
Qi Shan said: "Ning Yan, Ning Tunan."
The young scholar turned his head so fast that the enchanting peony on his hairpin was out of place: "How do you know her maiden name?"
"It's not strange for colleagues to exchange names."
Young scribe: "Your colleague?"
He suddenly thought of Xu Jie's box of family letters, and his expression became a little strange: "So... your master is really a girl?"
The young lady from the Zhao family: “???”
Qi Shan said calmly: "What happened to my daughter?"
Tsk, you haven't seen the world.
The young scholar was speechless at his calm attitude and turned to watch what was happening below. But he saw the woman named Ning Tunan raising her hand and ordering the old woman, her mother-in-law and her daughter-in-law, as well as the man who had been ignored by everyone, to be taken to the government office together with the widow and her daughter to be sorted out.
The old woman was frightened at first, but then she thought of something and raised her head and chest and glared at the widow fiercely.
The young scholar was very excited: "Let's go and see what's going on."
Qi Shan was not interested: "… What's so good about this?"
The man of this family cowardly hid aside, allowing his mother, wife and children to charge forward. He could roughly guess the conflict inside.
He also warned the young scribes.
"Don't have any bad ideas about Ning Tunan."
Dare to move
Ning Yan could knock his head off.
The young scholar had a look on his face that said, "You have a really dirty mind." "You don't understand. Who says that if you admire a woman, you have to possess her? I just admire her and want to make friends with her. When did it become as dirty as you think?"
Qi Shan was suspicious: "Make friends?"
The young scholar raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You are a woman who dares to serve as an official. Your courage is commendable. How can you not be worthy of making friends with her?"
As he spoke, the people below were about to disperse.
Before leaving, Ning Yan glanced at a window of a restaurant nearby, then lowered her head and spoke softly to comfort the girl.
Government Office
Shen Tang had just finished a bunch of work, rubbed her eyes and stretched, and before she could take a break, she heard the sound of drums. She suddenly became serious, called someone over and asked, "What happened outside?"
"An old woman in the west of the city sued her neighbor, a widow."
Shen Tang ate two cakes in a hurry.
"What?"
In order to maintain the public order in Ruyao, Shen Tang set up a drum. If anyone had any grievances, they could beat the drum to appeal, and she would handle it personally.
This is the first time it has sounded.
"The widow failed to seduce his son, and because of jealousy, she plotted to murder his grandson... The old woman brought her daughter-in-law and young grandson to seek justice, but was stopped by Dean Ning. The old woman also wanted to sue Dean Ning for blindly protecting his students and ignoring right and wrong..."
This involves the girls in the college and the dean Ning Yan.
Otherwise, it is just an ordinary contradiction.
Shen Tang's face darkened.
Said: "Go and take a look."