Chapter 12: Asking Mr. Yang to Help(Part II)

Although he said this, in fact, Yang Li's stomach was already hungry and rebelled.

I also regret it in my heart, I knew that the noon meal in Xinyue Lou at noon was unpalatable, and I had to pinch my nose and eat it fiercely.

……

Time passed quietly, the night was shrouded, and the night wind blew his robe, which also brought a cold that was cold to the bone marrow.

It seems that I really have to eat a good meal, otherwise this sick seedling body will definitely not be able to survive tonight.

Yang Li thought in his heart, after almost a quarter of an hour, he still didn't see the paper kite that went to the kitchen to get food back.

Although Yang Li didn't know exactly how big the Su Mansion was, since it wasn't a place like the palace or the palace, it wouldn't take a quarter of an hour to go to the kitchen to get a meal.

Could it be that the paper kite is being made for me?

The young master of the Su family is seriously ill, and the whole house is busy looking for Langzhong, I'm afraid there is really no ready-made food today.

As the so-called uselessness is not punished, Yang Li thought that the Su family did not let him treat the disease, and now the paper kite also cooked for himself himself, and he felt embarrassed in his heart.

Besides, the little maid was not bad, Yang Li felt that he should go over to help, so he also walked in the direction where the paper kite disappeared.

However, just as Yang Li had just walked through a not very wide moon gate, a mean voice from a mother-in-law happened to come from in front of him: "Get food for a liar?" Paper kite, if it weren't for the fact that you were the maid who served the young master, I would have whipped you with a big ear scraper by now? ”

"Granny Zhao, he's not a liar, he's really a miracle doctor..."

This is the sound of a paper kite.

"Hmph... It's just a poor scholar who can't afford to eat, if she is a miracle doctor, my Zhao Pozi will be the imperial chef in the palace..."

"Granny Zhao, don't be angry..."

Then I heard a rough voice of the cook snarky: "Can't you see it, people's paper kite is looking forward to Gao Zhier, what if our young master is that, people are leaving a way back for themselves in advance, where are we like us who want to be posture and have no posture, and can only do rough work for the rest of our lives...

What's wrong with our young master today, maybe tomorrow people will be concubines... In these years, it's that little thing, as long as you are willing to be cheap, how can there be a man who can't hook up with a bed, it's a pity, Granny Zhao, why can't the two of us do this kind of thing when we see a man and open our legs?

It's not that I said you, paper kite, this person still has to have a face if he lives..."

That's an exaggeration! It's a total personal attack.

It's really a tree that has fallen and scattered, the young master of the Su family hasn't died yet, and the subordinates of the Su Mansion have begun to bully his maids.

When the world is really hot and cold, the open and secret battles in the high-ranking families are not only at the top, but also the lower people at the bottom.

Paper Kite, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, could not say anything more mean and vicious than these two, and immediately could only stand in place and cry: "The young master will not die, that Yang Divine Doctor is a good person, don't slander him..."

At this time, Paper Kite did not defend himself, but only said that Yang Li was a good person.

Yang Li, who had already come to the door, was relieved to hear it, and the anger in his stomach also swished to the top of his head.

Immediately kicked open the door of the kitchen with a bang and rushed forward, no matter who said what he said just now, anyway, there were only two people in the kitchen except for the paper kite, which was not a good thing.

rushed to the stove, shook his hand, and gave a mother-in-law about thirty or forty years old a big slap in the face.

His eyes were full of cruelty: "Go to Nima... Have all the decades been alive to the belly of a dog? What's wrong with getting some food? What's wrong with her wanting something to eat? Have you ever wondered how it would be like for your own daughter to be said so? Is that all you have on your mind? ”

After all, the subordinate is still the subordinate, facing Yang Li's blazing angry eyes, the beaten cook girl just shrunk her neck and said nothing.

The older mother-in-law not far away was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted, stiffening Yang Li's cold gaze, she snorted coldly, and said fearlessly: "Have the guts, boy, dare to run to the prefect's house to beat people, I don't think you want to live..."

"Granny Zhao, he didn't mean to..."

The paper kite was also stunned by Yang Li's sudden rush in to beat people, but then she immediately became worried when she heard Granny Zhao's words: "All the mistakes are the paper kite's fault, and it has nothing to do with Doctor Yang.

"It's nothing to do with you..."

Yang Li's voice was so steady that there was no trace of emotional fluctuations, and he pulled the paper kite, which was full of tears and was pleading for mercy, behind him, and looked directly at Mrs. Zhao, who was obviously more dangerous, with a straight waist, and hummed: "The young master beat someone at the prefect's house today, what can you do?" What can you do with me? ”

Speaking of this, Yang Li's voice paused, grabbed a cold kitchen knife from the stove and blew it on his mouth, and said: "This person, since he has done something wrong, he must have the consciousness of bearing the consequences... You must know that it is also illegal to say such nonsense..."

Speaking of this, Yang Li's voice stopped abruptly, it was too late, it was too fast, he took the hand of the cook next to him, the cold light flashed, only to hear a click, and suddenly there was a scream in the kitchen, and the cook with a vicious language was already lying quietly on the board with one finger.

The cook rolled on the ground with her hands folded in pain, and the bright red blood stained the ground.

"You..."

This abrupt scene, even the elderly mother-in-law opposite was pale with fright: "Boy, you're done, your life is over, you can only spend your life in prison, not only beating people, but also daring to hurt people, are you really the prefect's house is the street?" ”

"Hmph... People on the street dare to slander as maliciously as you, but it's not as simple as a finger..."

Hearing this, the corners of Yang Li's mouth slanted and cut off one of the other party's fingers, Yang Li felt that this matter was fair, put down the kitchen knife in his hand, and leaned lazily on the stove: "Don't say that I, Yang Li, am a coward without a seed, one thing is the same thing, now that your malicious slander is over, what are you going to do next, the master continues, it has nothing to do with the paper kite, I want to see if there is a subordinate like you in the prefect's house, are you reasonable, or am I reasonable?" ”

"Okay, there's a kind, you wait... I'll go tell the master now, and you're going to die..."

"Don't worry, until you come back, Lao Tzu will never leave the kitchen for half a step... Otherwise, you raised it..."

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After Mrs. Zhao finished speaking, she helped the cook who had been cut off by Yang Li, rushed out of the door, and immediately the ghost cried wolf, and went straight to the room of the young master of the Su family to complain.