Chapter 53: Sheng Minglan

The triangular-eyed man was so frightened that he cried and called his mother, and hurriedly said: "Two good men, don't kill me, don't kill me, don't you want food, we have food, you let me go, I can also give you food." ”

Wang Mazi snorted viciously and said, "I told you to release me quickly, this is outside the county, and you are going to break the law by killing people." ”

"Hmph, don't cry when you don't see the coffin."

Jiang Zhiyue raised her foot and stepped on his chest.

'Click~', the ribs in his chest were also broken, and Wang Mazi's face became distorted in an instant.

He grinned in pain, but he still didn't forget to threaten Jiang Zhiyue and Ou Yangming.

"I, I met in the county seat, but there are people, if you dare to kill me today, they will definitely not let you go!"

Jiang Zhiyue directly gave him another kick.

"Hiss!!"

Wang Mazi was about to cry in pain, why the fuck is so angry!

He cried out, "Are you not short of food! As long as you recognize me as a big brother, you will definitely not lack your food in the future. ”

In my heart, I was thinking about waiting to fool these two people and see how he tortured them!!

He must fill them with knives and cut off their flesh piece by piece, and he will sell this woman to the lowest in the city......

Jiang Zhiyue sneered, "Do you think we will believe you, you are thinking about how to torture us now." ”

Wang Mazi didn't expect the thoughts in his heart to be peeked through, and hurriedly said: "No, I, Wang Mazi, am the one who speaks." ”

Afraid that this would not be enough, he continued: "Now I have a business in my hand, you can follow me today, and you will get the food tomorrow morning." ”

Ou Yangming glanced at Jiang Zhiyue and asked as if he was extremely interested, "Oh? What business? ”

Wang Mazi looked at another person at this time, and saw Ou Yangming's pockmarked face in the moonlight, as if he had seen the same kind.

He was so excited that he forgot the pain in his body, and hurriedly said: "A family has come up tonight, I see that a few children in that family are good, and tomorrow morning there will be nobles from the city to buy children, as long as we steal the children and sell them to them, we will have food." ”

"I will give you the bread you have received...... Give you half of it, what do you think? ”

Just when Wang Mazi and the triangular-eyed man thought that Jiang Zhiyue would agree and then escape.

Jiang Zhiyue's cold voice sounded again: "It's really unfortunate~ We are the family who came at night." ”

"They know so much that only the dead don't say it." Ou Yangming also answered coldly.

"Then kill it."

Wang Mazi and the triangular-eyed man lying on the ground heard them say that they were the ones who came at night, and when they thought of them appearing here, they knew that what they had done must have been exposed, and they were about to run away after rolling around on the ground.

But before they could get up, they were kicked to the ground by Ou Yangming.

Ou Yangming felt that all his good temper after waking up had been given to Jiang Zhiyue and the Jiang family.

For these two people who made Jiang Zhiyue angry, they naturally would not show mercy.

Wang Mazi and the triangular-eyed man's wailing voices gradually weakened.

……

Jiang Zhiyue and Ou Yangming returned to the team side by side.

It was almost dawn, so the two of them continued to sit in the Jiang family's team and guard, waiting for the city gate to open after dawn and then go in to buy things.

It was bright and loud began to be heard outside the city gate not far away.

The Jiang family was also woken up by this sound.

They didn't pitch their tents last night, but slept on the floor as before.

So when I woke up, I cleaned up quickly, put the quilt and mat on the ground on the cart, and began to say this and eat.

They discussed it last night, and let Jiang Zhiyue, Jiang Yuchao, Ou Yangming and Bai Wu go into the city to buy things together.

After a brief meal, the crowd pulled their things closer to the city gate.

Sure enough, just like what Old Man Jiang and the others heard yesterday, someone in the city came out to prepare soup porridge as soon as it was dawn.

Jiang Zhiyue and the others looked in the direction of the city gate, wanting to see what the situation was.

A crack was opened in the city gate, and a line of officers and soldiers stood outside.

It is to prevent people from making trouble, and it is also to prevent people from taking advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

There was the sound of horses' hooves at the gates, and the gates opened a little wider, and a well-decorated carriage was driven out.

At the same time, there were dozens of family members around the carriage, firmly guarding the carriage to prevent anyone from ramming the people on it.

As soon as the carriage came out, many refugees who were waiting outside the city gate surrounded it.

A guard-like person looked at these dirty refugees with a disgusted face, and said loudly: "Let everyone let go, get out of the way, if the porridge is spilled, none of you will have to eat!" ”

The refugees all retreated a little, but they all wanted to get closer to the carriage and eat the first bowl of porridge, so the carriage was still difficult to move and was blocked at the city gate.

Suddenly, the curtain of the carriage was lifted open by a delicate hand, revealing a beautiful young woman.

The next moment, a nice voice was heard.

"Let's let everyone go first, don't squeeze, everyone can rest assured, everyone can drink porridge."

After speaking, he smiled at the crowd, and the crowd suddenly made an uproar: "It's Miss Sheng, Miss Sheng is here to give us porridge." ”

Sitting in the carriage was Sheng Minglan, the daughter of the second room of the Sheng family, a medical family of the Wu Dynasty.

Sheng Minglan came to Dashan County with the people from the Sheng family's big house a few days ago, and knew that the Sheng family was giving porridge outside the city, so she invited herself over.

Because of the beauty of the people and the kindness of the people, and the disdain for these refugees outside the city, they have won a lot of good names here.

The crowd stepped back a bit, and the carriage was finally able to move normally.

The servant who drove the carriage drove the carriage to the foot of the city wall and stopped, and after a maid got out of the carriage, Sheng Minglan helped the maid's hand down.

And those families had already moved several large buckets of porridge to the ground and put them away.

Sheng Minglan looked at the chaotic crowd, and there was an unpleasant stench, and she wrinkled her nose in disgust, but she quickly managed her expression.

She smiled softly and said, "Everyone line up, come one by one, everyone will have porridge." ”

However, most of these refugees had been hungry for a day, and the last meal was the soup that came out yesterday morning, and Sheng Minglan's words did not have much effect at all.

In the end, it was the officers and soldiers who guarded the door who helped the family guards of the Meng Mansion to stop the noisy crowd.

Sheng Minglan personally served porridge for those refugees, and every refugee who took the porridge from her would praise her for her beauty and kindness.

And Sheng Minglan's anger that she had to endure the unpleasant smell and serve the food to these inferior refugees herself also dissipated a little.

However, she also helped the refugees in the first few queues to make porridge, and handed the big spoon in her hand to a small servant next to her.

One of the maids sent by the lord of the Sheng Mansion was relieved to see that Sheng Minglan, the eldest lady, had finally given the spoon to the next person.

There are thousands of refugees outside the city, and even if their Sheng family is rich, they can't resist such a soup kitchen!

According to the way the eldest lady serves the porridge, half of the people must have disappeared before they drank the contents of the porridge.

The following is nothing more than those people giving porridge to the refugees outside the city, and the Jiang family and his party did not go there to join in the fun.

Jiang Zhiyue looked at Sheng Minglan, who pretended to be gentle and kind among the refugees, and then looked at Mu Qiqi, who was gentle and gentle all the way, washing his eyes.

Mu Qiqi was amused by Jiang Zhiyue's squeezing eyebrows and looking at her expression, nodded the tip of her nose and asked, "What do you think I'm doing?" ”

"Sister Qiqi is a big beauty, I look at it twice and wash my eyes." Jiang Zhiyue said with a smile.

Zhang looked at Jiang Zhiyue and the others who were about to leave for the city, and packed up the four empty back baskets.

She told Jiang Zhiyue: "You go into the city to buy things, and come back quickly." ”

After speaking, he looked at Jiang Yuchao and said: "After entering the city, you look at your daughter, the current life is unstable, don't let her run away, and don't let people bully." ”

Jiang Yuchao nodded yes, Jiang Dalang answered with a smile: "Mother, don't worry, even if your father is bullied, your sister will not be bullied." ”

Everyone else laughed happily.

According to Jiang Zhiyue's ability, it is indeed rare for few people to bully her.

Jiang Zhiyue also told the people who stayed behind to take care of the children in the family and not to go to the city gate.

After all, it is a special period, and they are carrying so much food, which is somewhat eye-catching.

Jiang Zhiyue and the four of them who were going to enter the city each carried a backpack, even if they bought something and came back, they would not be so dazzling, even Ou Yangming was no exception.

Bai Yifeng looked at him as a dignified prince of An Wang carrying such a down-to-earth back basket, and snorted arrogantly, and he was not so envious that he could go to the city.

At this time, the soup kitchen procession at the city gate was still going on, and some people came out of the city gate one after another.

Jiang Zhiyue and the four of them carried the basket on their backs and went to the direction of the city gate.

As soon as she walked to the city gate, Jiang Zhiyue was about to take out the silver from her arms, and bumped into a woman dressed up in a fancy way.

The woman looks older than Zhang's, and the wrinkles and furrows on her face can't be covered with several layers of powder, and there is a smell of inferior incense powder on her body.

Jiang Zhiyue smelled such a pungent fragrance, and bent down and sneezed heavily.

Just as she was about to raise her head, she saw a pair of hands with long nails stretching out towards her face, Jiang Zhiyue hurriedly leaned back and dodged.

Jiang Zhiyue looked at the woman dressed in front of her in shock.

Jiang Pheasant Yue asked in surprise, "What are you doing?" ”

If she had been hiding a little late, the woman's fingernails would have scratched her face.

The woman dressed in fancy clothes smiled and took her hand back, and carefully looked at Jiang Pheasant from top to bottom.

Finally, he nodded with satisfaction.

She no longer focused on Jiang Pheasant, but looked at the other three.

finally fixed her eyes on Jiang Yuchao, and she said, "This girl is a good seedling." ”

Good seedlings?

What are the good seedlings?