"That's natural. Okay, I have something to do. If I don't come back in two-quarters of an hour, you can go up and help me see how Han Huiqing is doing, and help him out by the way. Remember, you will embarrass him so much that he will lose his face."
"What's in it for me?"
He suddenly came over with a playful smile, Feng Hongluan put on the mask and said with a smile: "Of course, don't worry, you help me, I will help you."
"You can learn to speak like me!" Jiang Nanzi raised his lips, "Okay, then I'll make a note that you owe me a favor."
"Don't talk big words for now, help me first. I won't say more, so as not to waste time and cause people to be suspicious. I'm going to do something now."
As soon as he finished speaking, the petite figure disappeared into the sea of people. It took only a blink of an eye and disappeared.
During the Lantern Festival, every family lights up lanterns until dawn. Even the usually dark long alleys are now projected with dim yellow candlelight, illuminating a section of mottled bluestone road, making it seem a bit cold and lonely.
In this lonely and desolate place, there was a touch of popularity from afar. A long figure slowly came out from the depths of the alley. Only when I got closer could I see it clearly. It was a man with a covered face and a black cloak.
Although the weirdo has added some popularity to this long and desolate alley, the murderous aura and evil spirit in this person make people stay away. Simply, there is no one else in this alley except that person, otherwise, it will definitely happen.
My legs were shaking from fear.
The black cloaked figure stopped in its tracks as it passed over the back door courtyard wall. A gust of wind blew up, and the black figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air. Shaoqing, from the courtyard of Ling Mansion, there was a sound like killing a pig.
His fierce screams shocked the whole long alley, and the screams could not be heard for a long time.
The bloody dagger scratched across the fair skin. Feng Hongluan sat by the river, looking bloodthirsty at the drops of red liquid that did not belong to her on her fair wrist. A cold and stunning smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
The dagger, cloak, and mask were thrown into the rolling creek, washed clean, and the mask was put on, revealing a woman's red makeup again. Feng Hongluan left quietly and came back quietly, coming and going, not even a light
It was not even time for tea. When I came back, Jiang Nanzi was still waiting downstairs.
Seeing Feng Hongluan return, he smiled and said, "Why, you're back. I thought you really wanted your uncle to suffer humiliation for two-quarters of an hour."
"Come up, how's it going?"
"What else can I do? I heard that my son is already planning to take action."
"Ha! He deserves it. Forget it, he's embarrassed enough. In the end, he asked me to pick it up for him, just for my mother's sake."
Going upstairs, the young man who was originally full of energy was now so depressed that he knelt down and begged for mercy. His face was covered in bruises and bruises, which was horrible to look at. It seemed that the waiter had really taken action. The person arranged by the shopkeeper was not so cruel.
light.
As soon as Feng Hongluan went up to the second floor, everyone on the second floor was watching the show. Han Huiqing fell to her knees on the ground, wailing, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen. She looked very funny; she was afraid that she had lost all her face.
Feng Hongluan pretended to be panicked, pushed aside the crowd and ran in: "What's wrong, uncle?"
Han Huiqing seemed to have seen a life-saving straw: "Hongluan, this is a black shop, the shopkeeper is blackmailing me."
"That's unreasonable!" Feng Hongluan stood up from the table and took off the mask, "I am Miss Fengfu, and this is my uncle Han Huiqing, who will definitely be the number one pick in the future, but you are so presumptuous and insulting the future number one pick.
"
As soon as these words came out, everyone sighed and pointed at Han Huiqing. This time, Han Huiqing's identity was exposed, and she really didn't know where to put her face.
But Feng Hongluan probably wanted to help him, so he revealed his identity.
He couldn't blame Feng Hongluan, but no matter how he was beaten and abused before, he swore to protect his reputation to the death and did not dare to reveal his name and identity. Now, when Feng Hongluan comes out, it is like stripping him naked and putting him in front of others.
Now in public.
How can I endure this kind of humiliation? How can I bear it?
Feng Hongluan, however, "suddenly didn't know" and continued to curse arrogantly: "You guys, who look down on others, dare to beat my uncle and humiliate my Feng family. It's just a mere three hundred taels of silver. My uncle can't get it. How can it be
Is my Feng Mansion so incompetent?"
This sentence "I can't take it out" made Han Huiqing even more embarrassed. A tall, seven-foot-tall man couldn't even pay for a meal.
He had already lost his face and didn't want to get entangled too much. He pulled Feng Hongluan's sleeve in a dumb voice: "Hongluan, let's go back!"
"No!" Feng Hongluan looked like he was unwilling to give up, and said to everyone, "You all have to see clearly for me, this is the uncle of our Feng family, my mother-in-law of Feng Hongluan, and the future number one scholar.
My dear, Han Huiqing, wants the number one scholar to kneel down and beats her arbitrarily. You probably don’t want to open the reception building."
Once again, Han Huiqing was promoted by Feng Hongluan. In this way, how could he stand in front of the tributes in Yucai Hall who were going to take the palace examination together? If anyone knew that he was beaten and begged for mercy for eating the Overlord meal.
, he, he...he is really disgraced, how embarrassed he is.
"Hongluan, stop talking, pay the money, and let's go!"
"No, uncle, you get up first. This man has gold under his knees. Since this is a black shop, why do you have to kneel down and beg for mercy?"
Why does Feng Hongluan poke wherever it hurts?
Could it be possible that it was intentional?
Didn't he say that he was going after He Jixiang? Where was He Jixiang? Could it be that he was deliberately left alone, unable to pay, and embarrassed.
Han Huiqing was also a smart person. She made such associations at the moment. In fact, Feng Hongluan said that she saw He Jixiang, which was just an excuse to leave.
Watching Feng Hongluan deal with the shopkeeper, "poking" him in pain again and again in public, it seemed like she was helping, but looking at her intentions, it made him more and more suspicious. Even if she wanted to help, she didn't have to stay with her forever. "Because her uncle is the number one scholar."
Han Huiqing" this sentence!
It seems that, more importantly, it is giving him "ugly propaganda".
Han Huiqing, there is an extra hurdle in her heart.
Feng Hongluan finally settled the matter. It turned out that the calculations were all wrong. There was a big commotion outside. The shopkeeper who was sick in the backyard room was also alerted. He came out to see it in person. After hearing the whole story, he calculated it carefully.
Only then did I realize that it was not three hundred and sixty-seven taels, but thirty-six taels.
The shopkeeper apologized and apologized, knelt down and slapped her, exempting them from meal payment, and even fired the waiters who beat Han Huiqing on the spot.