Standing on the balcony, Lu Zizhong smiled and hummed a tune. If there is a problem in Xujiazhuang, it is time for the wine business to return to Tangjiang City.
He knew that the little boss had gone to the border, and it was possible that he was from the country's surnamed Hou side. But so what, he sang this drama very well and it was impossible to find out.
"That village girl is so dirty." A flower girl said with a sneer.
Lu Zizhong was happy to hear this and threw a handful of silver over. In the blink of an eye, the seven or eight flower girls on the balcony were all caught up in the rush.
The stagnant water on the street completely overflowed the ditch, washing things like dead rats and dead branches onto the street.
Jiang Caiwei retreated silently to the middle of the street, unable to retreat.
Behind her, the old officials and seven or eight official servants formed a wall.
"Private grudges, the government will not interfere!" The old official blushed, fearing that someone would poke his spine, so he hurriedly repeated it again.
On both sides of the street, some people opened their wooden windows and looked at the few people in the middle, with some gloating and some sighing in their eyes.
"Madam, what should we do? Should we use the knife?" Lu Feng gritted his teeth tightly.
Jiang Caiwei looked around with a focused expression.
She was sure that if he drew a knife and hurt someone, the gang of sub-officers behind him would definitely take the opportunity to take advantage of him. But without using the knife, the dozens of people in front of him were like madmen, and they just rushed over and started fighting.
"Put away the knife." Jiang Caiwei took a few steps forward, grabbed four or five firewood sticks from a pile of wet firewood, and gave one to each person.
"Madam, just stand behind." Lu Feng took a deep breath. In his opinion, his wife is the kind of gentle-natured one who is not the same as a fighting shrew.
But how could he know.
At that time, Beidi broke through Yongguan, and hundreds of thousands of refugees went south, taking their sick old father and two little maids with them. Jiang Caiwei had already taken up arms to protect the family's food rations.
"You dog brewer, you can't leave today!"
The first shouting man who rushed over had not yet grabbed Jiang Caiwei's skirt, but Lu Feng grabbed a stick and beat her hard.
The big man held his arms and rolled to the ground in pain.
The old official, accompanied by seven or eight official servants, looked calm and unmoved.
Jiang Caiwei raised her head silently, tore off half of her skirt and wrapped it in her hands.
"Madam, stand back." Lu Feng stood in the front. The stick he was holding was half broken.
"Lu Lao, go out of the city and call for someone."
Lu Lao, who was beside him, hesitated for a moment, then moved his body and quickly climbed over the hay shed.
The remaining three young men stood coldly in the street.
"Xujiazhuang will stop for a month or two, and then distribute three thousand taels of silver to use it to eliminate the disaster." The old official held the oil-paper umbrella and smiled half-heartedly.
"The officials don't care about gathering people to cause trouble?" Jiang Caiwei said with a cold face.
"I've said it before, the government won't interfere with personal grudges." The old official narrowed his eyes, "Besides, Zui Tianxian drank eight people to death. For a girl, who can you show your tough temper to?"
"My head has said, don't look at the world, look at your own conscience."
Lu Zizhong stood on the balcony, listening to this sentence, he almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"They are really a couple. They have read several books by sages. They are so great."
The flower girls next to them also covered their mouths and laughed happily.
No one cares about the life or death of the little lady.
Lu Zizhong exhaled, had a wicker chair pulled over, sat down in amusement, and watched the show on the street.
More than 30 dog people who were found have already started to take action, clearly marking the price. After this wave, each person will receive five taels of silver.
He was so happy, watching those old poor ghosts, like hungry dogs, chewing every last bit of hair in their mouths.
"lady!"
Lu Feng endured the beating on his back, turned around, and ran towards his young lady. There were two or three young men who obviously went around on purpose.
Click——
The little lady on the street, under everyone's stunned gaze, raised the stick in her hand and smashed it at a little man.
The little man fell down with his head covered in blood.
"lady……"
Jiang Caiwei trembled and wiped the rain off her face.
"Madam, are you okay?"
"nothing."
After releasing her palm, Jiang Caiwei realized that she had cut the tiger's mouth with too much force.
boom.
Someone stole a move from a young man and accidentally slipped to the ground. Immediately afterwards, seven or eight people swarmed up and beat him on his head.
Jiang Caiwei held up firewood sticks and scattered two or three people before she was able to rescue Qingzhuang.
The sky above was filled with more and more dark clouds. Not long after, dusk came unexpectedly, and for a while, the world in front of us became darker.
The old official was accompanied by seven or eight official servants, and his face was obviously impatient.
It's not that I'm afraid of beating the little lady to death, but I'm worried that if it's too late, I won't be able to catch up with a certain rich gentleman's banquet.
"Just say that you know you were wrong. Come to the official office tomorrow and sign a notarized certificate of compensation. It's money. We can discuss it carefully——"
"There is nothing wrong with a civilian girl." Jiang Caiwei supported the seriously injured Qing Zhuang with a calm expression.
"Remember, you bullied my wife today. When my boss returns to Weicheng, I won't spare anyone!" Lu Feng grabbed the half-stained stick and shouted angrily.
"Idiot." On the balcony, Lu Zizhong had a cold face. He never thought that at this time, the young lady still didn't use the knife.
Don't use the knife, according to what I said before, it's just a personal grudge. Of course, this statement is pure bullshit, and is just a reason to kill people.
"Little boss? Come back and collect the body."
On the street, they were outnumbered after all. After Lu Feng was finally beaten, only Jiang Caiwei was left standing alone in the wind and rain.
Holding a stick in each hand, she stood in front of the three unconscious young men, refusing to give in.
If it were half a year ago, in order to survive, she would probably beg for work and give three thousand taels of silver. But it doesn't work now. The man went to the border to kill the enemy, and she stayed here to guard her share of the industry.
She didn't want Xu Mu to come back one day and just look at the lifeless Zhuangzi and sigh.
"You still refuse to tell me! If you don't tell me, they will beat you to death. I have already told you that this is a personal grudge!" The old official said in a cold voice.
"Young girl is not wrong, what are you talking about? Are you asking for mercy? Let's just shut down Xujiazhuang!"
The old official laughed angrily, and with seven or eight official servants, he coldly withdrew half a street.
Jiang Caiwei stood in the street and raised her head stubbornly.
…
It rains heavily at night.
Chang Wei led a dozen of his masters, cursed angrily, and rode wildly in the direction of Weicheng.
He had heard the story of Xiao Dongjia, and he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone now. These kind of dogs only know how to bully and kill women!
"Running horse!"
When more than a dozen riders came out of the official road, Chang Wei just raised his head and his expression suddenly became astonished.
Not far ahead, in the gray night, a large group of cavalry figures passed over coldly.
The person in charge was the young boss, with a murderous look on his face. The long sword in his hand had been unsheathed at some point, and there were faint stains of blood that had not been wiped clean.
