The stall owner turned pale with panic. It looked like he had not encountered such a thing for a long time. This man and woman turned out to be bad friends!

"No, you two, how can you prove that this one in my hand is not the hosta in the young master's bag?" The stall owner refused to give up.

The more reluctant the stall owner is to give up easily and the more he tries to cheat, it means that the more valuable the green phoenix jade hairpin is, the more determined Yu Qingfeng is to get it.

"It's a joke, our eyes prove it."

Yu Qingfeng was speechless. This was just like asking her to prove that one plus one equals two. There was no need to prove it, no need to prove it, and it was even more impossible to prove.

The stall owner looked around, and most of the fear on his face disappeared.

"But my eyes can prove that what the young master has caught is the hosta in my hand. You and I both have different opinions. I'm afraid that no matter how much we argue, there will be no result. Why don't we let everyone comment?"

"Okay!" Yu Qingfeng hurriedly greeted the onlookers around, "Come on, come on, you have been watching here for a long time just now. The eyes of the people are sharp, come and help us judge."

Pei Wuyan frowned slightly and glanced at the first seven or eight activists who came over to watch his joke.

"No need, why don't we just search?" Pei Wuyan raised his hand to stop these activists.

"Search? What are you searching for?" The stall owner took a step back and bumped into a man behind him who was joining in the fun.

Pei Wuyan stepped forward, "Of course I'm going to search you or other prizes to see if there is the hosta I got."

"They are all ordinary people, you, why do you search?"

Just as Yu Qingfeng was about to identify herself for Pei Wuyan, she suddenly remembered that she didn't bring any documents with her when she went out today, so she said she had no proof, and now their conflict can be summed up in four words: "she said she had no proof."

"Yes, why do you want to search? I testify that what you just caught is the hosta in the hand of the stall owner."

The man who was bumped into by the stall owner raised his head to see the chicken pecking at the rice hairpin in the stall owner's hand, nodded vigorously and said forcefully.

More activists came around and surrounded the stall owners, Yu Qingfeng and Pei Wuyan in the center, forming an airtight circle.

"Yes, that's right, I think it's the same one."

"No, it's just this hairpin."

"It must be because these two young men have bad eyesight and didn't see clearly before they were put on."

"Yes, I guess I was trying to show off in front of my sweetheart, but ended up spending too much money. I regretted it and wanted to find an excuse to get some money back."

…

Pei Wuyan said helplessly to Yu Qingfeng: "It seems that we underestimated this stall owner. The reason why we went out at dusk was not only to trap the customers clearly, but also to change the civet cat for the prince."

Yu Qingfeng had a sad face, "I should have thought of it a long time ago. How can I do this business without a caretaker? I just didn't expect that this stall owner has so many caretakers."

"Yes, these shills are not easy to mess with at first sight. Even if someone behind them sees the truth, they will not dare to come out and testify for us. The shill that the stall owner bumped into just now, the hosta has probably been transferred to him.

, in case I really search you."

"What should I do?" Yu Qingfeng looked lonely, not because of the embarrassment of being surrounded, nor because she really liked that hosta, but because she really couldn't swallow this breath.

Pei Wuyan suddenly took Yu Qingfeng's hand and raised it high.

Yu Qingfeng didn't know why, so she could only stand on tiptoe to cooperate under Pei Wuyan's guidance.

This action is very similar to that after a boxing match. The referee stands in the center and raises one arm of the contestant to announce his victory.

Yu Qingfeng did not expect that Pei Wuyan's move also announced their victory.

Before the stall owner and his seven or eight servants in front of him could realize what the two of them were doing with their strange behavior, the sound of heavy footsteps and the sound of shouting to give way could be heard in the distance.

"Dali Temple is handling the case, pedestrians should give way!"

In an instant, twenty Dali Temple guards surrounded the circle surrounding Yu Qingfeng and the three of them.

Yu Qingfeng wanted to give Pei Wuyan a bear hug, but this guy had such a hidden skill.

But soon she understood why Pei Wuyan had to secretly have twenty expert guards accompany him to protect him even when he went shopping, and he also set such a special action code for the guards.

That's because not long ago they provoked the big boss behind the scenes who owns a team of dead men. This is why Pei Wuyan has been in a bad mood recently.

This male protagonist doesn't know that he is a male protagonist and is possessed by a halo. He is really scared.

Being so cautious, or timid, the male protagonist went against the grain again.

How can Yu Qingfeng make him understand that even if everyone in the world is afraid, he doesn't have to be afraid?

"Master Pei." The guards saluted together.

There were nine people in the small circle, including the stall owner, and they were all trembling with fear.

"Unfortunately, I am not an ordinary citizen. I not only have the authority to search your body, but I also have the authority to decide whether you live or die."

With a series of the same sounds, all the people in the small circle fell to their knees.

"They were all taken to Dali Temple and detained pending trial."

"Sir, have mercy on me, my lord, have mercy on me!" The stall owner was the first to cry bitterly.

"Hosta." Pei Wuyan reminded coldly.

The stall owner immediately turned around and shouted at his people, "Don't take it out yet!"

The man suddenly understood and quickly took out the hosta from his chest and handed it to the stall owner.

The stall owner held the hairpin in both hands and was about to raise it to offer to Pei Wuyan, but then put it down again, with a troubled expression on his face, and stopped talking several times.

"What? Still reluctant to let go?"

Pei Wuyan didn't expect that despite all this, the stall owner still had nothing to lose. No wonder, this hosta seemed to be the most expensive of all the trap prizes.

"No, it's not a small stinginess. It's just that you want to give this hosta to this girl, right?" The stall owner timidly raised his eyes and looked at Pei Wuyan and Yu Qingfeng.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Pei Wuyan looked at the stall owner's dignity and felt a little curious.

The stall owner smacked his lips and said with all his might: "The origin of this hosta is not very good, it is an ominous thing. If a man keeps it and never wears it, it would be fine, but if it is given to a woman, it may be detrimental to her.

"

Yu Qingfeng rolled her eyes. It was this nonsense about ghosts and gods again. The stall owner was still trying his best to beg for mercy and find reasons for his deception. Did he really think that they were easy to fool?

Pei Wuyan was very disappointed and said disdainfully: "So, you just tried to trick me with a defective product, or is it for the sake of both of us? You would rather keep an ominous thing with bad origins to harm yourself than be implicated.

Others? I still want to thank you?"

The stall owner hurriedly shook his head, with a bitter look on his face as if he had been wronged, "No, it's really not, the small sentences are true."

Pei Wuyan lowered his eyes, stopped talking, and pointed at the hosta in the stall owner's hand with an impressive aura.

Under the pressure of this momentum, the stall owner instinctively raised his hands.

"Young man is wrong. He is very wrong. Sir, please see that Mr. Xiao still has an old mother, wife and dependents at home. Seeing that these neighbors and friends are also poor, just because they trust Mr. Xiao and beg for food, give him

Let’s give this a chance to change!”

Pei Wuyan took the hosta, looked at it twice to confirm, and was not in a hurry to hand it over to Yu Qingfeng.

Yu Qingfeng also confirmed it eagerly, not knowing whether she should stretch out her little hand.

"There are many poor people, but not everyone is following the other side like you. You have been doing this for a long time, right? Are there also poor people among those who commit fraud?"

The stall owner shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, absolutely not."

"Then what do you mean, you only deceive people like us who seem to be rich, and you are robbing the rich to give to the poor?"

Pei Wuyan dug a hole and waited for the stall owner to jump in.

The stall owner was stunned, but still shook his head.

"Oh, poor people don't cheat, and rich people don't cheat either, so who are you cheating on?"

The stall owner's face turned green. After realizing it, he took out another banknote.

"My lord, my lord, I will return all the banknotes and silver coins to you, and give you the hairpin as well. If you don't remember the villain's faults, then..."

Pei Wuyan didn't reach out to pick it up.

"One yard belongs to another. This money is earned by you and me in an open and honest way, as we reach a consensus and trade with each other. This hosta is also earned by me based on my ability as agreed. So the money belongs to you, and the hosta belongs to me.

"But you will be detained soon and are not allowed to carry so much money with you. Tell us your home address and I will send someone to send the money to your mother.

"But if I find out that you don't have an old mother, wife, or dependents at home..."

"Yes, yes, definitely yes!" The stall owner immediately reported his detailed address, and handed over the banknotes he had just transferred from Pei Wuyan to a Dali Temple guard.

Pei Wuyan nodded to the guard, who went to deliver the money.

The stall owner squeezed the already saggy facial skin into a wrinkled rag and asked with a cry, "You don't want money, do you want your life?"

"It depends on your confession attitude and my mood. Take them back." Pei Wuyan waved his hand to the guards to take all these people away.

The guard taking the person in custody took the lead, with Pei Wuyan and Yu Qingfeng in the middle, and the rear guard behind them.

In this way, the group returned to Dali Temple.

The two of them had just walked into the pavilion of Changyunxuan. Fireworks flew into the sky and exploded, revealing bright and lively flowers.

The two stopped and looked up.

"Really, this happened to me when I went to the market a few years ago. People were arrested, interrogated, convicted and sentenced. The good New Year spirit was all gone and turned into overtime. Otherwise we would have played outside until dark so that we could enjoy it up close.

Fireworks.”

Yu Qingfeng didn't care whether Pei Wuyan knew what overtime was, she just wanted to complain.

"On New Year's Eve and the Lantern Festival, are you still worried that you can't get enough?"

"That's true." Yu Qingfeng raised her head and admired the beautiful scenery in the sky with a smile.

Pei Wuyan took out the green phoenix jade hairpin from his sleeve, walked up to Yu Qingfeng, and raised his hand.

Yu Qingfeng was stunned and did not dare to raise her eyes to meet Pei Wuyan's eyes. She could only look straight at Pei Wuyan's Adam's apple and let Pei Wuyan gently insert the green phoenix jade hairpin for her.

The bright fireworks cast mottled light and shadow on the faces of the two people. Above their heads were the bright and brilliant fireworks that bloomed and disappeared, and in their ears were the joyful sounds of firecrackers.

The two stood opposite each other, their eyes colliding, and the atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous.


Chapter completed!