Ximen Qing didn't know where this was coming from, but Pan Jinlian stopped and said, "It turns out to be Brother Yun. The slave family can't get away. We also asked Brother Yun to help us go to the streets to find my uncle when he comes back to take charge."
This Brother Yun is somewhat familiar with Wu Dalang. He usually looks for some pears to sell on the street. In all likelihood, he waits in front of the Ximen Qing Mansion first. He picks out the ones he chooses and sells them at a good price, and then goes to Manchuria for the rest.
Selling on the street, Ximen Qing can be regarded as his God of Wealth, and he often walks around in front of the house, so how can he not know Ximen Qing's methods? At this moment, listening to Pan Jinlian's greeting, the official Ximen lay carelessly in front of him, not saying a word, for fear of
How can you dare to move something that has ruined the affairs of high-ranking officials?
"Sixth sister doesn't know. My younger brother just came back from the street. I didn't see Brother Wu along the way. I'm afraid he was summoned by some wealthy family with his burden. Where can I go to find him at once? Besides, the high official is here.
I have to serve you with peace of mind." Brother Yun thought for a while, then opened his mouth and declined.
Pan Jinlian knew that Brother Yun had so much to say, so he could only reply: "In this case, we have to shoulder the responsibility together. After all, it was the slave who accidentally dropped the fork pole that caused these things."
I will take good care of you here, and wait for the slave family and my godmother to get the soothing soup."
Brother Yun wholeheartedly sold the favor of taking care of Ximen Qing to Ximen Qing, and promised: "Liu Niang, just go, there is a younger brother here for me to take care of." He turned around and drove away the crowd watching the excitement and said: "Let's go! There is nothing to see, go back."
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Everyone watched for a long time, and the show had just finished half, so they were willing to leave right now? Everyone said, "Leave now, leave right away." Their steps didn't move at all.
When Ximen Qing saw Wang Po and Pan Jinlian muttering to each other and going to the back to warm up the soothing soup, Ximen Qing got up and left when he had time. Brother Yun was not willing to let him go, so he held Ximen Qing's hand and persuaded her hard: "Officials, please don't
If you're in a hurry, Liu Niang will go to the back to heat up the soup. You'll have it in a while. It won't be too late to leave after you've used the calming soup."
What a joke! I was just passing by to make soy sauce, and I was hit on the head by Pan Jinlian for no reason. After lying on the chair for a while, I accidentally touched Pan Jinlian’s breasts, and then fed her a soothing soup or something. Who knows what will happen next?
Wu Song will not pop up directly! Do you still want this head? You can’t sit still and wait for death!
Ximen Qing resolutely sat up from the recliner, first snorted heavily, then looked around at the surprised gazes, rolled his eyes, and said in a decisive tone: "I can come when I want, and leave when I want. What can I drink to soothe my nerves?"
Soup?"
No matter whether it was Brother Yun or the crowd who were watching, they couldn't help but feel frightened when they heard these cruel words. Yes, how could they have forgotten what kind of cruel people Ximen Daguan was in Qinghe County? His family owns a herbal medicine shop, and how many people in the county are there?
Each of the thousands of households are either relatives or close friends, and the relationships in the government are very tight. A few stomps on the gate tower will shake the entire Qinghe County. Who can afford to offend them?
Didn't the hunter who bought the medicine have the official Ximen whip him because of something?
After hearing this, many people who were watching the excitement couldn't help but slowly walked towards the door. Seeing that the high official was getting angry, no one wanted to get into trouble with this.
At this time, a word came from somewhere, and the mother-in-law fell to the ground with a loud voice: "High officials can't leave!"
"Who is so brave?" Everyone looked sideways and saw Pan Jinlian holding a steaming cup of soothing soup. Her pretty face tensed up and she turned around from behind. The lady beside her shivered in panic.
Pan Jinlian's clothes.
"Official Ximen, all the mistakes made today are all the fault of the slave family. I accidentally dropped the fork pole. If the senior official left without this bowl of soothing soup, the slave family would be really uneasy, so I had to take the head of the house with me every day.
The high official kowtows at the door and admits his mistake." Pan Jinlian ignored Wang Po's reminder and bit her lips lightly.
Brother Yun was shocked when he heard this. How could Liu Niang speak so carelessly? Is this an apology or a threat to the high official Ximen?
Ximen Qing watched Pan Jinlian move lightly towards him, carrying the soothing soup. He was no less than the God of Death, no, it was Black and White Wuchang walking towards him carrying poison. As for what Pan Jinlian said, he didn't hear clearly at all.
He opened his mouth and said: "This..."
Wang Po hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over and said: "Sir, this soothing soup has been heated up. You might as well use it before leaving. Liu Niang is talking about what she says but she doesn't mean it. Don't take it to heart..."
Ximen Qing coughed twice and was looking for an excuse to escape when two loud shouts came from the door of the tea house: "Where is the master?"
"Is my master here?"
Immediately after, there was a loud noise from the crowd, and two young men holding riding whips squeezed in from the door. They started to drive the crowd away with curses: "What kind of birds are these? They are here to watch. If you leave late, be careful that the whip doesn't have an eye."
Everyone knew that it was a boy from Ximen Qing's family who came to look for his master. Seeing that the whip was about to fall on his head, they definitely couldn't bear the excitement, so they couldn't help but disperse in a rush, and the tea house suddenly became quiet.
At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a shopkeeper walked in at the door. He said with a dark face: "I want to see who dared to stay with the boss!"
"Isn't this the shopkeeper Fu of the herbal medicine shop?" When Mrs. Wang saw the visitor, she hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "The senior official from Ximen passed by here and suddenly suffered from an old illness. The old woman and Mrs. Wu hurriedly helped her into the teahouse to use the bowl.
It's just a soothing soup, how can you say it's forced to stay? This is a recipe passed down in the palace, it's best for calming the mind and calming the mind."
Shopkeeper Fu ignored Mrs. Wang's advances and stepped forward to take the soothing soup from Pan Jinlian. He put it under his nose and smelled it. After looking at the color of the soup, he frowned and sneered: "This is your soothing soup recipe."
Although the ingredients are generally correct, the materials used are too poor. Even the main ingredient, ginseng, is just an ordinary product. How can it be given to the owner? It should be noted that the calming soup prepared at home has been used for more than ten years.
Laoshan ginseng is used as medicine, not to mention the addition of fine pearl powder!”
Even Ximen Qing himself was a little surprised when he heard these words. He didn't know how to use the tea house opened by Wang Po, but Ximen Qing was just a rich man from Qinghe County, and he already had such rich clothes and fine food, even a bowl of soothing soup.
If they are all so sophisticated, how luxurious should the emperor of this world be?
Besides, Shopkeeper Fu is just the owner of a herbal medicine shop. He just smelled it a few times and looked at the soup, and he could tell the effectiveness of the medicinal materials. No other medical professor he knew had such ability.
People can do this.
Wang Po said with a smile on her face: "Since there is a better soothing soup in the house, why bother to keep the high officials here?"
Here, Shopkeeper Fu respectfully helped Ximen Qing up and felt for his pulse: "How do you feel, Master?"
Ximen Qing followed the trend, nodded and said: "I just had an old illness, and I have a headache. It may be okay now. Thank you for your hard work, shopkeeper Fu."
"I've been the shopkeeper of a herbal medicine shop for so long, but I didn't even notice this old disease. I'm really ashamed! Fortunately, there was someone who could help me to report the news to the house, so the boss sent someone to look for me in the shop.
I just found out that my boss had an old illness on Purple Stone Street."
Shopkeeper Fu had a look of grief and grief on his face, wishing he could hit him with a piece of tofu. Ximen Qing was frightened and thought that people in ancient times were all so emotional. He quickly slapped him twice and said, "Why should Shopkeeper Fu be like this?"
This headache has not occurred for many years, and I even forgot about it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Pan Jinlian next to him saw that Ximen Qing was about to leave. Instead, he stood up and said: "It was all because of the servant's fault. He dropped the fork by mistake, causing the old official to relapse. It's okay not to drink this soothing soup."
, as long as the senior officials say how they want to compensate, the slave family will obey them one by one."
Wang Po next to her said bluffingly: "Liu Niang, that's not what you said. Mr. Ximen, the official, has a lot of money, so he won't ask for any compensation?"
Pan Jinlian shook her head resolutely: "Godmother, my mind has been decided, there is no need to say more." After saying this, she looked at Ximen Qing with her beautiful eyes without blinking.
After hearing this, Ximen Qing secretly muttered to himself how could Pan Jinlian be so emotional? What kind of compensation should Pan Jinlian have to pay with her body? Isn't this just the way to cheat a married woman? How can this be done? Your brother-in-law
Can you let me go?
After thinking wildly for a while, Ximen Qing straightened his face, snorted coldly, stood up from his chair, and pointed at Pan Jinlian: "I was just passing by your house today, and you knocked me down.
From now on, I don’t want to see you again! From now on, you will not be allowed to come close to where I appear! You must keep at least thirty steps from me..."
Having said this, Ximen Qing suddenly raised his voice, stretched out his hand and waved his fingers in front of everyone: "No, fifty steps away!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ximen Qing strode towards the door regardless of Pan Jinlian's response. The two boys put away their riding whips and respectfully led the way: "Master, the sedan is over here..."
Shopkeeper Fu originally thought that his boss would definitely make some demands. Even if he took the opportunity to force Pan Jinlian to drink and apologize and sleep with him, there was nothing surprising. He didn't expect that his boss would let Pan Jinlian go so easily. Although he didn't understand, Shopkeeper Fu
He also snorted, rolled up his sleeves and followed, leaving behind Pan Jinlian, Wang Po and Brother Yun who were looking at each other.
Of course they didn't know that Ximen Qing, who had traveled through time and space, had an idea and used something learned from American TV dramas of that era - a restraining order, which was issued by the court and was specifically used to restrict SAO from harassing the parties. Of course, in this era, there was no court.
, and there is no such restraining order.
"What kind of compensation is this?" Wang Po was a little confused by Ximen Qing's words: "What kind of compensation is this request made by the high official Ximen? It's confusing.
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Brother Yun sat down on the bench next to him and rubbed his head: "This is really confusing. I just remember that last year the waiter at the East Street Inn came out to pour water. It happened that the official from Ximen passed by on horseback and accidentally poured it.
Not to mention the horse's hooves, the person being whipped half to death, the entire inn was almost dismantled, and people are still looking for people to occupy the entrance of the inn every day, how can we continue to do business?"
Pan Jinlian recalled what Ximen Qing had done just now, especially the two touches on her chest. Two blushes flew up from behind her ears, and her face suddenly turned red. She paused and said, "This high-ranking official from Ximen is so lucky just now."
Li, you took advantage of the chaos and touched the slave's... You must be uneasy and kind. Maybe there is some back-up plan waiting for you. Godmother, the slave has thought about it a lot, and it is better to take the elder man with him to the official residence of Ximen tomorrow to admit his mistake.
good..."
When Brother Yun saw Pan Jinlian talking and gesticulating her towering breasts, he realized that Ximen Qing had just taken the opportunity to extend his Lushan claws and swallowed a sip of saliva: "This guy's timing is good, I'm looking at it."
I haven’t dared to do anything to my breasts for two or three years..."
At this moment, there were two loud thumps of heavy objects falling to the ground at the door, and then a man with a dark face came in and yelled: "Fart!"