Feng Ling and Zhang Yunniang had a good conversation in the backyard, unaware that there was already a mess in the store in front of them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The old steward stumbled into the backyard, afraid that Zhang Yunniang was in the inner room, and did not dare to break in, so he had to force his voice under the window and said: "Auntie, come out and take a look, someone from the city bureau is coming, and ...... Said that there is a dispute over the goods in our store, and we want to seal the shop for sampling! ”

Feng Ling straightened up and confessed to Zhang Yunniang, "Sister, forgive me, my shop has not been very peaceful recently, and my godsister is frightened." Then I found my sister's maidservant, and my sister will come back first, and we will talk again the next day. ”

Zhang Yunniang stood up with the case, touched the letter that had already been prepared in her arms, and wanted to entrust Feng Lingzi to send it out of the pass, but now seeing that her situation is also difficult, I am afraid that I have no intention of taking care of it, and I am embarrassed to bother her at the moment, so I didn't take out the letter.

"The villain of the Municipal Bureau's twisted and welcoming people, most of them are from the Suo clan, if they intend to make things difficult, they might as well hand over a word to Suo Dalang, although he ......" Zhang Yunniang originally wanted to say that he didn't learn and didn't know how to do it, and he didn't feel very reliable, and when the words came out, he swallowed it raw, and only said: "He may be willing to say it in front of his father, and this matter will be resolved." ”

Feng Ling hurriedly smiled bitterly in his heart, it was clear that the incident originated from the Liu Gongzi who lived in the Suo family, Suo Ting was afraid that he was complicit with him, and he also picked up a lot from it, and begged him, why not send the sheep into the tiger's mouth. She couldn't say it clearly, so she just thanked her and asked someone to take care of her as she went out through the back corner door.

When the wind spirit entered the store, the door had been closed, and the messenger from the city office sat in the high chair in a big way, arrogantly watching the wind spirit approach, waiting for her to salute.

Unexpectedly, the wind spirit approached and only bowed to him slightly, "The messenger has been ordered to seal my shop, there should always be a document, please ......" The wind spirit spread his hands to him.

"Could it be that Gu Niangzi still thinks it's fake?" The messenger rolled his eyes, her future salute had already made him unhappy, and he opened his mouth to question it, which made him excited. But he stood up from the high chair, snorted coldly, shook his hand exaggeratedly, and a roll of jute paper flew over the face of the wind spirit.

Feng Ling stretched out her hand to take it unhurriedly, unfolded it and read it, the content was roughly similar to what she guessed, it was that Hu Shang, surnamed Shi, could not resign, but sued her to the city bureau and falsely accused her of being a cloth sufficiency.

It stands to reason that the Municipal Cheng Office received such a complaint, sent someone to inspect the goods, and the next conclusion was closed. This time, she wanted to seal the shop for sampling, which shows that Zhang Yunniang is not wrong at all, and the Municipal Bureau is really the world controlled by the Suo clan.

The messenger looked at Feng Ling's gloomy face, and was very satisfied, clapped his palms carelessly, pointed to the various colors of cloth and silk brocade in the store with a businesslike face, and ordered the other two people who came with him to move.

"I'll move the fabric back to the city office, and it will take some time for someone to inspect and judge. The city bureau is not as good as you business groups, Sabao, you have to be careful and meticulous, so it will take some more time, Gu Niangzi must not be anxious, close the store and wait. Let's talk about the ugly words first, if Gu Niangzi is anxious for a while, and goes to the seal to open a business without permission, don't complain about being unsympathetic. ”

Where a few poor people from the city bureau are moving cloth, it is clear that they are mishaps. The wind spirit gritted his teeth and watched as they tore the beautiful and delicate brocade to the ground, the dirty soles of their dusty shoes trampling on the soft and plain silk cloth, and the crunch of the silk being torn from time to time mixed with the vulgar ridicule of the poor.

She took a deep breath into her chest and closed her eyes without turning her head. After she took charge of the cloth workshop in Shazhou, she tried her best to make every piece of cloth dazzling, as if the store was not selling cloth, but colorful treasures. At this moment, they trampled wantonly, and each blow was like a whip in her heart, and her heart trembled.

Buddha Nu quietly moved behind her, tensing up to prevent her from becoming angry and jumping forward to move.

After a while, the messenger finally selected a few fine brocades, carried them to the ox cart in front of the door, and went out of the gate with a huff. The wind spirit still stood still in place, until the door was closed again, and the whole store was back in gloom, and with the sound of the "pop" and the seal from the door, the wind spirit seemed to wake up, pressed his sore eyes, sniffed, and went back to the backyard house without saying a word.

There were broken and dirty fabrics scattered all over the ground, she couldn't bear to take a look, don't say she couldn't bear it, everyone in the family was distressed and sour.

For the rest of the day, the wind spirit was confused and didn't know what to do, and it was not clear when he would return to Anpingfang. She didn't let Fonu tell Kang Dazhi. Ah Qi wanted to be comforted, so she said a few more words, but she was annoyed and threw herself out. Aunt Kimberkin and those subordinates didn't dare to disturb her.

She went to bed early at night, and the lights and candles in the main room were extinguished early, and everyone was not allowed to enter her room, so they had to rest in peace.

It was night, everything was quiet, and a lamp was faintly lit in the main room, and after a while, a smart figure flashed out of the crack in the door, slipped along the foot of the wall to the side of the wall, and in three or two breaths, the figure disappeared behind the wall. Quietly, there was not a trace of movement in the entire house.

There is a thick wooden door resting on the door, and two heavy wooden doors are bolted and closed, and the guards at the gate are only the servants of the officials, not as attentive as the soldiers at the gate of the city, and in the middle of the month, I am afraid that they have long been unable to support their eyelids, and the wind spirit has crossed the wooden fence around the gate without a trace of obstacles.

However, when she got out of the workshop, she stopped and didn't know where to go.

When she came out of the house, she thought that she wanted to go to the city office to investigate, to see if the silk cloth they had moved during the day was really in the warehouse of the city office, and when she approached the door, she suddenly felt that her actions were too funny, and what was happening and what was not there was nothing she could control at the moment.

For a while, she didn't know where to go, and walked a few steps forward in a sullen manner, and there seemed to be the footsteps of the patrol soldiers in the distance, and she dodged behind a brick wall on the side of the road.

The wind spirit leaned against the brick wall, listened carefully, and silently counted the number of night patrol soldiers in his heart. I counted them several times, but I couldn't count them accurately, all because of the disturbance of the sound of horses' hooves.

For some reason, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly disappeared, and only the footsteps of the soldiers remained, and she counted and speculated on the speed of the soldiers' departure, only to wait for them to go far away so that she could come out from behind the wall.

The Night Watch was moving away, and the Wind Spirit moved behind the wall.

"Come out." Suddenly, she was startled with a low shout. She opened her eyes and stood with bated breath, not daring to move.

"Don't come out yet." Although the reprimand was severe, there was not much guard, even through the heavy night and the iron helmet covering the face, the wind spirit knew who it was when he heard the voice. She slowly turned out from behind the wall and bowed in a low voice, "Captain Yandu has worked hard. ”

Immediately, the man didn't speak for a long time, and the wind spirit had to hold the salute and not look up.

After a while, the footsteps of the soldiers could not be caught on the lonely street, so he took off his iron helmet and asked in a deep voice: "The third watch will be handed over, and the closing hour has already passed, why are you still walking outside the workshop?" ”

Feng Ling stood up straight, "If I say that I am distraught, depressed in the house, and just want to come out and disperse, can I be trusted?" As soon as she spoke, she herself was startled, her voice was shaky, full of exhaustion, without any intention of struggling and quibbling.