Shi Yong was aimless and walked alone for a long time.

Today is the Zhongyuan Festival, and the flame gate is set up. There are many stalls selling sacrificial supplies on the roadside. The alley entrance is also enshrined with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who rescues lonely ghosts. Three visible soul-summoning banners are filled with a bleak chill in the autumn wind.

Can the dead be really be saved?

Shi Yong slowed down, bought some peaches made from fruits, pastries and pasta, and walked to Shigutai next to the wizard.

The sacrifices of each household were placed on the stage, and the air was filled with the smell of sacrifice.

She put the offerings down, folded her hands together, lowered her head and closed her eyes.

Chih!

The autumn wind was wrapped in a low laugh.

Shi Yong's neck skin became numb.

"who?"

No one answered.

She looked around and saw that she was the only one in front of Shi Gu's platform.

"Hell."

She muttered, and found it ridiculous again.

Aren't you a ghost?

There were shouts coming from the tea shops on the street.

A man who looked like a scholar was talking, "In today's world, the person I despise the most is Shi Yong."

He listed Shi Yong's several earth-shaking crimes in one breath, and the folding fan suddenly closed and knocked it out loud.

"What should I be a shameless woman?"

"It's no exaggeration to cut a thousand knives."

"I deserve to peel and cramp the oil pan."

"The little woman does so many evil deeds, and she is cheaper to issue an edict to prison."

"I heard that the Uliang Khan came for the time of the time?"

"Oh! Alas! Almost forty years have passed. The world is not safe."

Everyone was talking and very noisy.

It is not easy for a woman to make the people of Shuntian Prefecture grit their teeth when they talk about it. When it comes to her erotic affairs, evil things, and ugly things, more and more people gathered around her, and she made a lot of noise.

Shi Yong leaned on the door panel, heard it happily, touched his nose and laughed.

She, the female devil, has done something wrong.

A group of ants were moving, queuing by under the threshold. Shi Yong moved his seat, afraid of disrupting their rhythm. Unfortunately, as soon as he turned around, a loud noise came from the crowd and someone screamed in a daze.

"It's amazing! This man died."

The tea shop was silent for a moment.

The onlookers became excited again and pointed.

"This kid is a thief."

"He stole my money. Look, he still holds his bag in his hand. Everyone testifies that I didn't push him, and it's not my business to die."

Shi Yong straightened up from the door panel, lazily pushed away the onlookers and walked forward.

“Get out of here.”

Everyone looked at her in surprise.

Shi Yong didn't say much, he bent down and pulled the guy's collar open, pulled it from his neck to his chest, revealing a skinny chest.

"Ah!" Several girls passing by were so scared that they were bleak in fear and screamed and covered their eyes.

Shi Yong slapped the boy in the face twice. Seeing that he had no reaction, he pinched his fingers tightly among his people and continued to loosen his clothes.

Seeing her, an unmarried girl, actually tearing the man's belt in the street, slapping, pressing and pinching, everyone felt it was very fresh and surrounded her and pointed at her.

"I know this little lady, the daughter of Song Huzhu, the Song Hutong entrance, is named Ashi."

"The old girl who can't marry at the age of eighteen?"

"Shh! After all, he is also a member of the yamen. Don't offend her. If you have any trouble in the future, you will be able to use her..."

"Bah, you have something to do with her."

With a muffled sound, the thief spewed out a mouthful of filth and woke up quietly.

"Which turtle grandson pinched me?"

This kid looks only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he opens his eyes and curses, which is quite arrogant.

Shi Yong kicked him unceremoniously and sneered lazily.

"Your ancestors, me."

The thief looked at the pretty little lady in front of him in a daze, listened to everyone's discussion, suddenly realized his situation, got up and got into the crowd.

"The little thief wants to escape! Catch him."

Someone started yelling, and the boy ran quickly with oil on his feet.

Shi Yong narrowed his eyes and rushed forward with a quick sweeping leg.

Smack! The boy fell to the ground again.

The street suddenly became silent.

Shi Yong innocently paralyzed his hands, "..."

On the second floor opposite, Weizhou stood behind Zhao Yin with sweat.

The Grand Governor saw this farce from the beginning and ended, lazily holding the wine glass without saying a word, unable to see any expression, but his eyes were hard to hide, making him feel uncomfortable.

"Walk."

After a while, Zhao Yin withdrew his gaze and drank it all in one go.

...

This year was the 22nd year of Guangqi. Locust plagues, drought and flood, fields were not harvested, and plagues were caused in the south. The Ury Khans in the north were ready to move again, causing trouble in the border areas every now and then.

After thirty-nine years of calm, the Da Yan Dynasty fell into an unprecedented disaster.

The people in the capital were panic. Those who had money were stocking up on grain and goods, while those who had no money were selling their children and daughters.

The most talked about in the teahouse and the winery, besides the romantic affairs of the female devil Shi Yong, is whether King Wuliang Khan Batu would raise his troops to go south.

The situation in the country and the DPRK is tense, and for ordinary people, they are more worried about their livelihoods.

Ashi's father, Song Changgui, was a coroner, and he was in a low-key business. His family was not well-off, and it was even harder to endure in the famine year. His stepmother Wang was mean and harsh, and he always wondered how to sell Ashi at a good price.

After the Chinese New Year, Ah Shi will be eighteen.

There is a father who is a coroner and becomes the apprentice of a woman. He is crowded with men in the boudoir every day. Everyone thinks she is unlucky. No one wants to marry her when she becomes an old girl.

"I want me to say that the deaf, dumb, blind, lame, lame, and lame, are all the concubines and re-strings. As long as the bride price is high, they will marry her so that she will not be able to eat free food at home."

When Shi Yong stepped into the yard, he heard Wang talking to Old Mrs. Song.

After seeing her, Wang took a look and scolded loudly.

"I went out early in the morning and fell into the house until dark. I thought you were going to do something good, but I was actually taking off a man's clothes in the street?"

"Are you embarrassed by the little stingy? It's spread all over the city. If you don't want to get married, your sister Axiang will still get married."

"The 18-year-old girl is still not in a hurry to see her husband. She runs crazy every day towards the murder case, holding an arm and holding a head to eat and sleep. Are you afraid that I am not the life that I always want to live without a permanent life?"

"I think you are more stupid than your foolish lady. Are you waiting for the Xie family? They were attracted by the Guangwu Hou Mansion and the official media I found came to the door. You are not worthy of carrying shoes to the lady of the Hou Mansion. What kind of dreams are you doing?"

Wang and Old Lady Song said one by one, and they kept scolding each other.

Shi Yong was happy.

Look at Ah Shi, the best stepmother, and then look at the dilapidated yard of the Song family, it doesn’t look like someone who is related to the Jinyiwei Zhao Yin?

What did Zhao Yin ask her for?

Shi Yong glanced at Wang lazily and walked into the room without saying a word.

"Is this little beast going to piss me off?"

When Wang saw this pretty face of the stepdaughter, he thought of Song Changgui's ex-wife whom he was longing for a while. He was furious and grabbed a piece of dry firewood under the eaves and hit Shi Yong.

"If I don't teach you what shame is today, I won't be the king. I won't be able to beat you and me to death!"

The stick behind him hit him, and Shi Yong did not dodge or dodge, and turned around to grab Wang's wrist.

"Have I told you that my hands are out of control recently, and it has become a sperm by itself?"

Wang was stunned.
To be continued...