A wicked evil smiling face, two thick eyebrows with tangled ripples, as if they had always had an evil smile, purple eyes curved, fair skin set off pale bright red lips, handsome and prominent facial features, perfect face shape, and a dazzling gemstone stud earring hanging on his right ear, adding a touch of unruliness to his evil wanton. (Biqu Pavilion)

That beautiful purple eye that is already demonic, yin and yang weird, I don't know what idea he is making? Smug at the angry eyes with fiery eyes. Five slender fingers kissed the bright red lips from time to time, and raised their hands to throw them at Ziwei, as if to tell everyone that he was coming. Childe should reward him,

He shook the long black hair that was draped over his shoulders, his shoulders trembled, and the purple robe hanging on his body was loose, and he would slide off his shoulders at any time, drifting away with the wind, revealing a white and tender body, dressed like this, I don't know who I want to tease? Hmph, a typical evil billet.

Feed a beautiful woman on the left a sip of wine, and spit out grape skins to a beautiful woman on the right, making the beauties on the left and right tremble. "Giggle" and laugh non-stop.

Ziwei clenched her fists, eager to step forward and drag him down from the soft sedan chair, press him to the ground, raise her whip, whip him hard, and step on a few more kicks, so that he couldn't get out of bed for several days.

drove away the fox who seduced him next to him, slapped them a few times, and beat them all into toothless old women, to see how they seduced the men of good families.

But she didn't do anything, her face was flushed with anger, and she stared at her eyes and endured her anger like this, watching when he would make trouble?

She didn't want to get into trouble with him on such an occasion, he was not afraid of losing face, she was also afraid that others would point to her back and be pointed at: "Look, this is the husband of the lord of Ziwei, just like her, he is very evil!" ”

People are running away from her like a plague, and that's depression?

Thinking of this, she felt like there were thousands of ants crawling on her back. Itchy.

I want to bend over my hand and reach for my back to tickle. But in the end I held back.

Ziwei hated it.

See what tricks you can play?

The lewd boy, holding a wine jug in one hand and a flute of grapes in the other, sat in a soft sedan chair with great scenery all the way, surrounded by eight beauties, and came to a place a hundred meters away from the refugees to stop.

He put down the wine and grapes in his hand in disgust, took out his handkerchief to cover his nose, frowned, and whispered a few words to a beautiful woman who was still intoxicated.

This beautiful woman's face was flattered, and she was busy getting closer to Childe, in order to absorb more of Childe's breath and experience a different kind of grace, and several other women showed very jealous and resentful expressions on their faces, as if she had taken away Childe's favor by herself.

Ignoring her jealous gaze, the woman seized the opportunity to get closer to the childe, and listened to the childe's instructions, she bowed her head and nodded again and again.

Then, the purple eyes glanced at the four beauties carrying the sedan chair, and they immediately understood, and a beautiful woman with bright makeup holding the armrest of the soft sedan chair stretched out a delicate voice: "Get up the sedan chair and go back to the building." ”

The four beauties got the order and shouted in unison: "Get up"

The soft sedan car left the ground, and the four of them carried the soft sedan car steadily, started and turned around and left the place, leaving behind the people on the street with unknown meanings, ignoring a pair of angry big eyes, and walked away.

The beautiful woman stayed where she was, her eyes dazed, and she watched the soft sedan disappear around the corner of the house before retracting her obsessive gaze.

Remembering the instructions of the son when he got up from the sedan chair, she raised her handkerchief and twisted her waist, a typical woman in a red mansion, she took a few steps forward and handed Ziwei a silver ticket: "My son-in-law said that the rescue of refugees should be the business of the government, but God has the virtue of a good life, and he also wants to do a little good deed to accumulate good deeds, and he will be famous for a hundred years." Today, he voluntarily took out 1,000 taels of silver tickets to send the refugees to be entangled, and went home as soon as possible, so as not to worry his family, the capital is not a place for you to stay. Resettling refugees is not something you can solve. ”

Ziwei snorted coldly, and didn't look at the silver ticket: "The dog looks at people with low eyes, so he sends Huazi like this, doesn't look at the monk's face to see the face, doesn't give face at all, and sends people back like this with a thousand taels of silver tickets?" This miser is too unkind. How can you be rash during the critical period, and if you have an opinion, you can mention it to me in person? Why do you want to pour anger on refugees? This wicked dog thing. I asked you to borrow 10,000 taels of silver tickets, but you only gave 1,000 taels, and I was angry with me. ”

Ziwei stared angrily at the silver ticket that was shaking in front of her, and she was angry that she didn't want to take it, and some refugees looked at the silver ticket with joy in their eyes, eager to turn one into ten and turn it into a bunch of white silver, and finally, the silver turned into a pile of hot steamed buns and buns, all of which were eaten fragrantly and had an endless aftertaste.

Ziwei finally lowered her arrogant head, a sour feeling welled up in her heart, she touched her skinny, small body, the little boy was close to her, and she clearly heard the child's stomach making a "cooing" sound.

She helplessly stretched out her hand trembling with anger, took the silver ticket, raised her head and said to the bewitching woman hatefully: "Go back and tell him, so that he can remember everything today, and don't regret it then!" ”

The bewitching woman looked at Ziwei, and she didn't know that the son, who had never looked at anyone in her eyes, made an exception today and gave the unknown son a thousand taels of silver tickets. I don't know where this handsome son came from, such a son can't be offended, she heard Ziwei saying cruel words, and secretly brewed in her heart, and immediately changed her smiling face and threw a wink at Ziwei: "Son, you misunderstood my son-in-law, my son-in-law said that he just took over Zuixiang Building and changed Zuixiang Building to a restaurant, the girls and turtle slaves in the building are not suitable for such a life, resulting in a bad business recently, and they can't make ends meet, and their hands are relatively tight, and this thousand taels of silver tickets are still Childe's own, This is the first time that Childe has taken out so many silver tickets to do good deeds, and to make them a way to go home, in fact, Childe is already very good, and many Childe in the capital have also seen them help these refugees. ”

That woman used to be the second person in Zuixianglou except for the red peony, she was crawling in the pile of men, she would observe words and looks, and when she saw Ziwei's face was a little softer than just now, she hurriedly saluted, left the place of right and wrong, and went to chase after the son.

Under Ziwei's long and slightly curled eyelashes, a pair of eyes as clear as morning dew were shrouded in a layer of mist at this time, and she looked up at a group of refugees in tattered clothes and yellow muscles.

Two pairs of eyes communicated in the air.

Gradually, Ziwei let down her guard and handed the silver ticket to the middle-aged man who seemed to be calmer: "You take everyone to the temple first, I have something to do, and I will come to you later." ”

The middle-aged man took the silver ticket, bowed down and thanked him gratefully: "Thank you Gongzi for coming to the rescue, and on behalf of the villagers of the whole village, I thank Gongzi for his grace in rebuilding." ”

A young man stepped out of the crowd, and after saluting Ziwei, he hurriedly helped: "Childe, this is the village chief of our village, and it was the village chief who took us out to find a way to live." ”

What he meant Ziwei understood that it was Ziwei who was entrusted by Ziwei, and handed over the silver ticket to the village chief to ask Ziwei to rest assured.

Ziwei nodded, turned her head and left.

People gathered around the village chief and discussed: "Today, we have met a nobleman. ”

"We have salvation."

Chapter 151 - Resettlement of Refugees:/

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