The woman rushed to Jiang Gongzi's side and cried, Qu Xiaomo couldn't help frowning, and waited for a while before staring at her with red eyes and said, "Who are you?" Did you kill my son? ”

As he spoke, he was about to pounce on her and beat her, but fortunately he was stopped by the two grandmothers on his side and said, "Madam, this little brother is for Gongzi's wound, you see." ”

A grandmother said and pointed to the towel on Qu Xiaomo's hands, and the woman stopped moving.

Knowing that such a person can't be offended, Qu Xiaomo didn't feel at ease, and only said, "Which grandma can come over to help?" I was squatting and my legs were numb. ”

Hearing this, the lady motioned for a maid behind her to come over to replace her, Qu Xiaomo stood up for her numb legs, and Xiao Muzi, who came back from running errands, hurriedly helped her out of the crowd and sat on the chair on the side.

It was a small official from the Zhizhou Mansion who was asking the old shopkeeper at this time, and the doctor who invited him also came in with a medical box in a hurry.

Squeezed through the crowd and hurriedly squatted down to check Jiang Gongzi's pulse, and the lady in Huafu on the side was crying, shouting for a spindle to the doctor to save her son, needless to say, this person must be Mrs. Jiang.

The gray-bearded doctor twisted his eyebrows to diagnose the pulse, and only let go of his hand after a while, checked Jiang Gongzi's situation, and then looked at the back of his head, sprinkled with the medicine powder to stop bleeding, and wrapped it with a clean cloth, before he got up and said: "Hurry up and find a shelf to carry the injury to the medical hall, the old man wants to shave his hair, the wound on the back of the head is not treated in time, and I am afraid that I will become a fool when I wake up, but fortunately, you covered it with a towel in time and did not let him lose too much blood." ”

When Mrs. Jiang heard this, she hurriedly ordered the people in her house to find a shelf and carry Jiang Gongzi away, and the little official went upstairs to check after asking the old shopkeeper.

The boy who was standing upstairs had already gone down to the first floor and stood aside, his expression was calm and he didn't panic at all, Qu Xiaomo couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows when he looked at it, he was not afraid to commit murder in public, amazing!

The little official came down from the upper floor to investigate, and when he was about to inquire about the situation one by one, he saw the man say loudly: "No need to check, I pushed the person downstairs." ”

The little official was obviously surprised, and then said respectfully to the man: "Don't be joking, this murder pays for your life..."

"Isn't he still dead?" The man interrupted the junior official, looking indifferent

The little official's face was slightly difficult, but the man took the lead and said, "Let's go, everyone here has seen that I committed the murder." ”

After a group of people left, the old shopkeeper and the other Xiao Er, who were the first to go to Jiang Gongzi's side, were also called to the mansion, and Qu Xiaomo was left to watch the store.

Ordered people to clean up these rotten tables and chairs and the broken railings, and washed the blood stains on the ground with water, because there were no dead people and everyone was not afraid, the people who continued to eat in the building picked up chopsticks again, but they were all whispering about the matter of Fang Cai.

Xiao Liu and Xiao Muzi came over to talk to her, and Qu Xiaomo asked, "Who is the boy who just followed the officers and soldiers out?" ”

Xiao Muzi glanced around before whispering: "The son of the Zhizhou Mansion is the one who wants to accept the rain lotus." ”

"Oh..."No wonder she looked at this person with Jiang Gongzi's gaze so hateful, then he said that he pushed Jiang Gongzi downstairs It was true.

Xiao Muzi continued: "In the early years, they also had such a trouble, but at that time it was the son of the Zhizhou Mansion who was injured, and I heard that his left wrist was broken, and later he invited a famous doctor to treat it, and the Jiang family also allocated a lot of money. ”

No wonder he was calm just now, new hatred and old hatred, the Jiang family lost his money at the beginning, and now he is afraid that he is also thinking about losing some money, not to mention that his father is Zhizhou, and Jiang Gongzi is not dead, how important it is to have a rich and powerful father!

It wasn't until the evening that the old shopkeeper came back with a few juniors, and when he was busy with the meal, Qu Xiaomo leaned over and asked quietly, "Master, what do you say about today's affairs?" ”

The old shopkeeper took a sip of tea before saying: "What can I say, Jiang Gongzi woke up after carrying him to the medical hall to stop the bleeding, and in the end it was just a loss of money." ”

"Then the Jiang family won't sue?" Qu Xiaomo asked

"Where can I sue?" The old shopkeeper glanced at her: "That person is the eldest son of the Zhizhou Mansion." ”

Gotcha! It would be nice to have a father!

"That doesn't affect the sound of our restaurant, right?"

"It's okay, let's still open the door to do business, this matter has nothing to do with us, and besides, the big shopkeeper above us is not afraid of that Laoshzi Zhizhou." The old shopkeeper looked proud

Ouch yo ~ Is it so powerful? Not even the biggest official in a city? This Futai Restaurant is not small! She was now curious about which royal relative this big treasurer was.

After two days of discussion about this matter, as the old shopkeeper said, the son of the Zhizhou Mansion went to the Jiang Mansion to apologize with a few boxes of apologies, and then it was over.

However, it is not so simple.

Two months later, the spring of March was upright, the delicate flowers were blooming, the breeze was fragrant, and the son of the Zhizhou Mansion took advantage of this good day to take the rain lotus into the door.

Qu Xiaomo on the day off went out to wander, and just saw the sedan chair on the rain lotus, although it was said that he was a concubine, but the son of the Zhizhou Mansion was also a little thoughtful, although the sedan chair did not have eight lifts, but it was also covered with red silk, and the rain lotus was also wearing a phoenix crown, wearing a light red wedding dress embroidered with mandarin ducks, it can be said that in addition to not being red, this is really like marrying a wife instead of taking a concubine, and I want to come to this Zhizhou Mansion The prince loves it very deeply!

Standing in the crowd and watching Yulian sit in a sedan chair wearing a light red hijab, and the prince of the Zhizhou Mansion who was sitting on a horse in red was full of smiles, and he was a little proud, Qu Xiaomo couldn't help but hook his lips slightly, young man, are you still proud of being green?

But didn't you say that the prefect and his wife didn't agree to Yulian entering the door? It's really confusing to be able to not only enter the door at this time, but also put on such a pomp.

When I came back and told everyone in the restaurant about this, many people were also surprised, but where can we understand the world of the rich, we shopkeepers, just a few words.

But when I was busy in the restaurant the next day, I heard from the casual conversation of the guests who had lunch and learned that the prince of the Zhizhou Mansion who had just taken a concubine yesterday had died, and he was killed by a golden hairpin piercing the center of the mouth, and Yulian was nowhere to be found.

Qu Xiaomo couldn't help but be stunned when he heard it, this plot inevitably reversed too quickly, didn't he return Lang's concubine yesterday? How is it that one died in one night, and the other disappeared?

It is a terrible thing that the son of the Zhizhou Mansion died, and the officers and soldiers came in the restaurant just after lunch, or the little official who came to the restaurant when Jiang Gongzi came to the restaurant, I saw that he ordered the old shopkeeper to close for a day today, and then asked him to take all the shopkeepers to the mansion for a trip, and the Lord Zhizhou wanted to ask.

As a last resort, the old shopkeeper had to do so, and took everyone to the mansion in a mighty way, and when he met a regular customer on the way, he only said that the Lord Zhizhou wanted to ask, because he didn't know what was going on.

The first time Qu Xiaomo saw it was also the first time he stepped into this mansion, two mighty and majestic stone lions at the door, with their mouths open, stepping into the mansion is the shadow wall, and there is an ancient mythical beast 'talking' painted on it, and it is also swallowing the sun with a big mouth, and turning into it is the hall where the prisoners are interrogated.

Two rows of officials with sticks with straight faces, not squinting, Zhizhou sitting above was wearing an official uniform and an official hat, with a small handful of beards, Qu Xiaomo looked at it quietly, only to see that his face was slightly tired.

The old shopkeeper led everyone to kneel neatly in the lobby, and after the worship, the Lord Zhizhou on the top asked one by one, and when he went out, several people who stayed on the night of the first day of the new year raised their eyebrows and hinted that they would not reveal the events of that night.

When Qu Xiaomo was asked for a round, several people were afraid that she would show her feet because of her young age, so they peeked at her with their hearts, and only secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she finished answering calmly.

Qu Xiaomo said nothing more than Jiang Gongzi was pushed downstairs that day, and after asking them one by one, he let them leave, and when he returned to the restaurant, it was already dark, and the old shopkeeper simply didn't open it, so that everyone would go to rest after eating.

During the meal, everyone talked about today's events, and the old shopkeeper advised: "Remember all the words that come out of your mouth today, I am afraid that in a few days I will go to the government office one by one to ask, and I want to bite to death what I said today. ”

Everyone nodded and said, "Got it." ”

Sure enough, a few days later, Lord Zhizhou asked people to come and ask questions again, but everyone's words were the same as last time, so they all came back, Qu Xiaomo asked the old shopkeeper with an abacus: "Master, do you want to talk to the big shopkeeper about this?" ”

"Yes." The old shopkeeper took a sip of tea on the spout, thought for a while with a calm face, and said: "I will write a letter in a while to write this matter in its original form and let people send it up, otherwise the government will send people from time to time to affect the business of the restaurant, and also make you worry about it every day." ”

After a pause, the old shopkeeper frowned again and said disgustedly: "And your word, you have to repeat it!" The writing is not good enough. ”

Qu Xiaomo pursed her mouth and nodded obediently, she is now working hard to grasp the brush and practice, if she hadn't applied for a Chinese painting class in college and had written with a brush, I'm afraid it would not only be not decent enough, it would be chicken feet.

Since that time one by one, the people of the government have not come to the door to ask someone to ask questions, at most they have a meal, and I don't know if there is no need to ask questions or the letter handed by the old shopkeeper has an effect, if this is the case, then the big shopkeeper above them is a character! Even the lord of Zhizhou, the city, could hold it down, which made her more and more curious about the people behind Futai Restaurant.

But curiosity is curiosity, she didn't dare to inquire more, she only asked the old shopkeeper a few times, and then she didn't ask again after seeing that the old shopkeeper was not very clear, and now her main task is to save money.

Counting the total of these months, excluding the expenses, she has saved twenty taels of silver, and the ordinary people in the village can live for two years, but she is still only a drop in the bucket from her great goal, and it will take two or three years to praise a hundred taels at this rate! One hundred taels can buy a few acres of land and build a wooden house, but I don't know if my identity can be hidden for two or three years.

Quietly touching his chest wrapped in strips of cloth, a faint pain, this is a sign of development! And that difficult menstrual affair!