Chapter 3: The Fool Is Bullied
Jiang Qingyue's eyes were cold, and she turned her eyes to look at King Ping, it doesn't matter if he is really stupid or not, as long as he doesn't get in the way.
Stretched out his hand and ripped off the ring around his waist, turned it over and saw it, it was a token: "Mama Li, I married, I don't want any glory and wealth, just live in peace, if you believe in me, I can protect him safe, if you don't believe it, you will go your separate ways." ”
"The slave and maid know their mistake and take them down." Mama Li no longer stopped.
After turning around the outer street, changing her makeup, and finding a mask to cover her face, Jiang Qingyue thought about finding a few competent people first, the people in the palace, and the people who were not useful.
No matter how down-and-out this palace is, there are always shops and granges, and if you can't grasp the money, everything is empty talk.
After a walk around the Renyazi Market, Jiang Qingyue saw the unexpected person, Xiang'er, who grew up with her since she was a child.
staring closely at the person who was locked in the cage, looking at the bruises on her arms, her heart was full of anger, and her murderous eyes fell on Ya Pozi: "She, how much silver?" ”
Ya Pozi watched people put down the dishes, saw that her clothes were bright, her attitude was respectful, and the asking price was not low: "This master, you can get five taels of silver, and the maid of a big family." ”
"Give, deed of sale." The silver was thrown over, and Jiang Qingyue frowned coldly.
Seeing that people were happy, Ya Pozi sat on the ground and raised the price: "This, the deed of sale requires another price." ”
Xiang'er looked at the familiar person in front of her, the pain of the wound on her body seemed to have been reduced a little, and she looked at it with tears in her eyes, and she didn't dare to make a sound.
"How much?"
"Fifty taels."
Jiang Qingyue's eyes rolled, she reached out and took the money bag on her waist, and threw it up and down, and Ya Pozi's eyes also followed the arc of the money bag.
"Here are a hundred taels, you find me a few capable people, preferably skilled in martial arts, and sign a death deed." A greedy man will definitely plan best for money.
With a bang, he threw it in front of Ya Pozi: "You said that the deed of sale of fifty taels is advised, I advise you to think about it again, whether you want this business, or only those fifty taels." “
Weighing the pros and cons is also choosing to lead, although the tooth woman is reluctant to the fifty taels, but if the big deal in front of him is done, there is no need to worry about the future business.
"You're joking, joking with you, five taels is five taels." Ya Pozi hurriedly put the money into her arms and pulled Xiang'er out of the cage: "This master, how many people do you want?" ”
Estimated the number of people in the house: "Twenty." ”
"Master, the death deed is not cheap."
"Just go." Jiang Qingyue helped the people away and placed them in the inn, the accounts in the house were not in a hurry, and the return of relatives after three days was the most important thing: "I will pick up people the day after tomorrow." ”
I have endured it for many years, and I have always adhered to the principle that the well water does not interfere with the river water, but I never thought that it would help the minions of the Jiangfu gang.
When she returned home, it was silent, Jiang Qingyue went back to the room and changed her clothes: "Someone! Someone answered: "Princess." ”
"Let's pass the meal." Scattered hair, a shallow bunch, the whole person is a lot refreshed.
"Yes, Princess, later, to your room."
With a slight wave of her hand, Jiang Qingyue spoke: "No need, go to the living room." ”
"Princess, I'd better send it to you." The maid opened her mouth in embarrassment and stopped in front of the person who was about to get up.
Jiang Qingyue was already tall, and her cold eyes were imposing: "Get out of the way." ”
The maidservant wanted to move her steps to pull people, but she found that she had already softened her hands and feet under the cold gaze, and could only watch her leave.
Before he got close to the living room, he heard a sound of warblers and swallows, which was okay, Jiang Qingyue retreated and opened the hidden door and went in, and a foul smell permeated.
The dishes on the table of the Eight Treasure Immortals are exquisite, but they are all spoiled, and it is King Ping who is sitting in the middle, and Hongmei, who was originally locked in the firewood room, is constantly picking vegetables next to her, and no one notices Jiang Qingyue's arrival.
"It's not tasty." King Ping stuffed a chicken leg in his mouth, but he shook his head in refusal.
"Lord Wang, this is a chicken leg, it can't be wasted." Hongmei coaxed people to eat with a smile, and raised her eyes to see Jiang Qingyue, without the slightest fear on her face, but a little more provocative.
Looking at the person who was struggling to swallow the chicken legs, Jiang Qingyue went up and slapped King Ping on the back and slapped the thing in his mouth: "This princess is not here, you are going to rebel in this mansion?" What about Mama Lee? ”
King Ping's situation is worse than he imagined.
"I've seen the princess." With a perfunctory salute, Hongmei said arrogantly: "Mama Li has gone to see the queen, princess, you also have to know who King Ping lives on." ”
"Queen?" With a look of fear on her face, Jiang Qingyue shrank back.
Seeing her like this, Hongmei smiled sarcastically: "You understand the best." As he spoke, he twisted his waist and came over: "Even if you are the princess, it is not your turn to call the shots here." ”
"So that's the case," looking at the person approaching her, Jiang Qingyue's face became even more fearful, listening to her aggressive words, she kept nodding her head, and when she stopped in front of her, she raised her hand and slapped her hard.
There was silence all around.
Jiang Qingyue looked at her hand in disbelief, took a few steps back, and muttered to herself: "I, I didn't mean to." ”
Hongmei looked at the fear on her face, covered her bloodied face, stepped forward quickly, raised her hand and was about to fall, Jiang Qingyue stretched out her foot and hooked, and the menacing Hongmei fell into the mud: "Oh, you're okay, don't be there, the queen is to blame." ”
As he spoke, he gently and lovingly lifted the man up.
King Ping, who was holding a chicken leg next to him, suddenly smirked: "Hahaha, I fell, I fell and ate," said and threw the chicken leg in his hand on Hongmei's face.
"Oh, don't worry about a fool," Jiang Qingyue frowned and threw away the oily chicken leg on her face, and when she helped the person up, her wrist was loosened, and Hongmei fell to the ground again.
Without waiting for anyone to get angry, Jiang Qingyue spoke: "Don't hurry up and help people up." ”
Looking at the fastest servant girl who came, Jiang Qingyue's eyes showed a trace of gratitude, and she grabbed the hands that helped people: "Today, you can release more people, if the queen blames her, it's not good." ”
"You're welcome, Princess." The maidservant looked at her smile gently, and her heart was furious for some reason.
Now, if Hongmei can't see that she has been tricked, she will have lived all these years in vain, and she got up impatiently to make a move on Jiang Qingyue.
But she was dizzy from being slapped a few times, Jiang Qingyue pulled her hair with one hand and threw her in the courtyard.
"What are you doing!" Hongmei stretched out her hand to cover her head, her hair was broken, and when she raised her hand, the hair was wrapped between her fingers, and the woman's hand was really strong: "Don't you even care about the queen?" Do you want Mama Li to go to the palace again? ”