Yan Ruozhen came out of the corridor and remembered that the eldest prince had asked to see the village chief's son, so she stopped by. She asked a passerby, who told her that she needed to walk through two alleys to get to the village chief's house.
Most of the houses in the village are built with loess. When you walk into the ancient alley, you will see the alleyway paved with bluestones, less than two meters wide, sandwiched between the antique old houses on both sides. You can't see the end around the corner, and there is gravel in the wind.
, people like to dry their blankets on the top of the alley. It doesn’t really dry, it just smells like earth.
As soon as she walked out of the alley, she heard the sound of several people arguing, and a group of people gathered not far ahead to watch the excitement. She was curious and squeezed over to see what was going on.
There was a pile of red spices scattered on the ground next to the cart. An old woman was squatting on the ground, holding a well-dressed exotic woman by the hand, blaming the woman for knocking over her spices while riding a black horse.
"Hurry up and pay me. A big girl knocked over someone else's things. If you don't pay, she will be cruel again!" the old woman said angrily.
"I just won't pay you compensation. It's obvious that you knocked the thing over on purpose and wanted to blame it on me. I'm not someone to be bullied." The foreign woman shook off the old woman's hand and said fiercely.
The old woman lay on the ground, seemingly trying to gain everyone's sympathy, and cried: "It's unreasonable. I met this heartless person as soon as I went out. This is the spice of my family's livelihood. I could have just given it to the seller."
Month's living expenses, what do you want my family to eat? You knock over my things, and you still complain first, woo woo woo... let's all judge!"
The foreign woman took the trouble to argue with the old woman and wanted to drag her black horse away from the scene, but the crowd began to surround her angrily and refused to let her out.
Some people advised: "Girl, if you hit someone else's property, you should pay for it. If you don't pay for it, we won't let you go."
"Yes, look at the spices that people have worked so hard to produce, but you knock them over on the ground. Even if you sell them again, they are not worth anything." Some people agreed.
The more the foreign woman listened, the more furious she became. She took out a long golden-rusted whip from her body, slapped it on the ground a few times, and said fiercely: "Get away! You unscrupulous people, I've said it before,
She knocked it over on purpose. If you don't go away, I will whip you to death!"
The crowd began to get scared and dispersed, but there were a few people who were not afraid of death and blocked her way, insisting that she must pay money before they could leave.
From Yan Ruocheng's point of view, these people blocking her were probably in the same group. She had noticed from the beginning that the horse's legs were not stained with red spice at all. It should have been stained a little if it hit it, but it wasn't.
Maybe it's so clean, but that's obviously lying.
These men who were blocking the foreign woman, talking and talking, intentionally or unintentionally caused the crowd to target this foreign woman. This little trick was not uncommon in her village, and it seemed that it was up to her to take action.
, help this foreign woman.
Yan Ruocheng originally didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but looking at the long gold-rusted whip in the hand of this foreign woman, she was obviously an aristocratic person. In addition, she seemed to have a fierce temperament. If she started to fight randomly, she was afraid that innocent people would be hurt.
Only then did he help her.
"Everyone, calm down and listen to me. I can prove which of them is lying and restore the truth." She squeezed out of the crowd and said loudly.
"What kind of ugly woman is there? She wants to scare people to death. She comes out to pretend to be a ghost during the day!" One of the rough men pointed at Yan Ruocheng's face and pointed at her face.
Hearing someone stopping her proved that her judgment was right. Yan Ruozhen said with a smile: "You can't pretend to be a ghost. Are you afraid that if I tell the truth, you won't be able to make money?"
"What are you talking about! You damn ugly girl!" The rough man seemed to have been hit by Yan Ruocheng's words. He was a little angry and came over to pull her collar.
The foreign woman waved her long whip, protected her in front of Yan Ruocheng, and said majestically: "Just listen to what she says, you also want to know the truth."
The crowd didn't dare to make a sound, they just whispered about what this ugly girl could do.
