Liu Qingyue looked at the three people who were so well-behaved like quails, and smiled with satisfaction: "Good! You just stay here honestly and think about how to compensate my old ginseng! ”

With that, she stood up, yawned lazily and left the room.

She went back to the room where she had rested, threw away the stick, and fell back on the bed to continue sleeping.

Anyway, there is drunken lotus monitoring.

Her drunken lotus is simply a must-have for murder, arson, and robbing homes!

Drunken Lotus: ......

I slept well all night, and when Liu Qingyue got up the next day, she was so relaxed that even the fatigue of a day's drive disappeared.

She asked Xiao Er to deliver the food, and after eating and drinking, she drove away.

When Xiao Er, who got a reward of one or two silver, went to the small courtyard to clean up, he found that there were three people tied to a room, and there was a letter explaining the situation on the table.

Xiao Er didn't dare to make his own decisions, so he hurriedly reported to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was worried about what the three people were used to stealing and bandits, so he hurriedly brought the letter and sent the three people to the county office.

As for the county office, Lu Wenguang saw the three people he was familiar with, and then saw a willow character signed on the letter, and subconsciously thought of Liu Qingyue in his mind.

Subsequently, Tao Jinbao and the three of them were unlucky.

As for Liu Qingyue, she guessed that the county order would not spare Tao Jinbao and the others, so she didn't bother to run to the county office in person, and drove the carriage home.

It's only been more than ten days since I came out, and it seems like a long time.

The poor and simple home in Nanshan Village made her feel nostalgic out of thin air.

Because I have relatives to worry about, I feel warm.

"Drive!"

Liu Qingyue threw down the horsewhip loudly, and with the sound of hooves, she entered Anping Town.

Entering the town, Liu Qingyue gently stiffened and let the carriage move slowly to avoid inadvertently colliding with others.

When she arrived at the Rejuvenation Hall, she stopped, handed over the things that Ling Zijin asked her to bring over by the way, and handed over the medicine that Doctor Xiang had newly prescribed to Liu Pingchuan along the way, politely refused the retention of the shopkeeper, and rushed out of the battle.

She came out of Anyuan County early in the morning, and she had just arrived at the morning (9-11 a.m.).

The market was bustling, and when I saw her passing by in a car, many vendors shouted and sold their things.

Liu Qingyue shook her head with a smile and refused, and subconsciously looked at the place where her stall often stayed.

At this glance, her face instantly sank.

There was a group of people around there, the vendors were far away to watch the excitement, and in the inner circle were a few men with five big and three rough faces.

At this moment, one shouted and beat Liu Dahu, and several other big men smashed the stall with wooden sticks in their hands.

Li Su'e protected Liu Wanwan, her face full of anxiety.

Song Linghua was crying and wanted to step forward to pull the big man who beat people.

Song Linghua was thin and small, and her two hands were full of strength and couldn't pose any threat to the big man, but she was annoyed tightly, and the big man who beat people threw Song Linghua out with a flick of his shoulder.

"Ahh

Song Linghua screamed in surprise and closed her eyes in horror.

I thought I would fall half-crippled, but I didn't expect that my body was suddenly stopped, and after going around with the strength of holding her, Song Linghua stood firm with a confused face and subconsciously looked over.

"Light Moon ......"

She screamed stupidly.

Liu Qingyue helped her to stand firm, casually tore off the wooden stick she had prepared from the carriage, and slashed it at the big man who beat people.

"Bang!"

The big man shook twice and fell.

Liu Qingyue couldn't help but secretly think in her heart, her level of beating the stuffy stick behind her back had been tempered last night, and she was really getting more and more proficient.

This force, this angle.

Perfect!