Chapter 35: The Poor Ghost vs the Golden Peacock

The shouts cut through the crowd and drew the outer.

"Ouch, isn't this Wang Fude, who is used to being domineering, why is he so embarrassed?"

"This Song Lou is really interesting, it is really happy to take this rich hooligan to death!"

"Grandma, I was wrong, Grandma, I was wrong-"

Lin Jiu'er stood in front of him, really couldn't stand this hypocritical bow, and pulled the corners of his mouth, "...... Ah Ran, why don't you let him go. ”

Song Yiran actually didn't feel relieved yet, looking at the strangulation marks on Lin Jiu'er's neck, she couldn't wait to rip off his clothes and parade through the streets.

"Okay, listen to you."

Bai Qiudai kicked Wang Fude's fat buttocks hard, "Get out!" ”

"Gotta grin!"

Wang Fude didn't have time to pat off the stains on his noble robe, and walked into the crowd with his head and legs, followed by a burst of accusations and insults from the crowd.

After the people left, I don't know who coaxed together, and everyone applauded together, praising the few people on the stage again and again, cheering.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thanks to your great help today, I washed away the dirty water for the Song family's string of incense!"

"There are a lot of ingredients that I just went to buy at the door, if you don't dislike it, everyone will take the dishes and eggs back to deal with a lunch, it will be regarded as a gift for consuming everyone's time!"

[In fact, every time the anchor shouts the Song family's string of incense, I want to laugh, I don't know what those people think]

[Shhhh 】

Song Yiran: I'm not blind, I saw the barrage.

When everyone crowded to get the food, the crowd disappeared and rushed back to the house.

"Madam, Madame, it's a big deal!"

In the Lin Mansion, the rich lady in a green dress put down the tea, and her eyebrows were extremely bored and disdainful.

"What is it called, it is called the soul! I don't look like a decent person all day long, but I just know how to shout! She breathed a sigh of relief and snorted: "Is it possible that the ghost of that stupid girl's biological mother has been found?" ”

If that slut dares to find her, then she will dare to beat her back to the underworld!

"No, no, ma'am!"

Furong knelt down in front of Mrs. Fu, her breathing was disordered, "It's that girl who is back, it's that girl ......"

Mrs. Fu straightened up and stared at her, "Which girl?" Which, how do you know, tell me more clearly! ”

"Mrs. Hui, is Lin Sheng'er's girl back, or the second leader of the Song family's string of incense, which has recently become famous! The slave saw the peach blossom mark on her wrist, the peach blossom print, ma'am! ”

Peach Blossom Seal ...... The slut's resentful and cursed eyes suddenly appeared in front of him before he died.

Mrs. Sun held the armrest of the seat in a trance for a moment.

The peach blossom seal followed the slut, and it was undoubtedly her heir, but didn't she have been locked up in the small village at the foot of Wutong Mountain, how could she suddenly come to the capital, didn't she find something.

But after thinking about it for a while, she immediately relented.

It's just a girl's house, and I'm really afraid that she will make some earth-shaking movements?

In the evening, Lord Lin returned home.

"Master, Madame has been waiting for you in the room for a long time." The handmaiden reminded beside him.

Lin Wencheng's face was expressionless, he hummed with the tip of his nose, went back to the room and changed into an official uniform, and after checking that there were no traces on his face and neck, he went to Mrs. Sun's room.

If she finds out that she is stealing outside, it should be troublesome for a while!

"Master...... Mrs. Sun wiped away two old tears from her cheeks when she saw him, "You can count it back." ”

"Madame, what are you doing?"

"It's that slut's daughter who has come to the capital! She is now the second leader of Song Jialou, and she has the support of Song Jialou behind her! ”

The remarks of this Song family building have already spread in the whole capital, there is a martial arts master in front of the town, and there is a son of the Xiao family backing the mountain, and there are seven princes on the cover, it is said that the shopkeeper girl should not be underestimated!

Hearing this, Lin Wencheng's deep-set eyes narrowed, and his complexion changed, "What are you talking about, is it Lin Sheng'er?!" ”

Mrs. Sun was slightly frightened in front of him, "Yes, master, it's her, isn't it the people in the village who leaked something to her......"

"Impossible! If there is no Lin Mansion, who will protect this dilapidated village from moving away! How can you do such a meaningless and harmful thing? ”

He began to walk uneasily, pacing around the room, "If it weren't for the fact that she still has a thousand poisonous blood on her body, I wouldn't have kept her until now." ”

"At the beginning, that slut married me with his noble status, so that the world laughed at me for climbing high and being incompetent, and now I am dead and I don't feel better!"

Fortunately, her father was killed in battle and the family declined, so he had the opportunity to torture her day and night.

got her wish and sent her into the Yellow Springs, avenging the long-term humiliation!

It was this remnant of sins, if she hadn't finally preferred to swallow the family's treasure rather than give it to him, why would he have tried everything to keep her alive.

When this remnant arrived in the capital, he had a backer, and if he remembered that he wanted to take revenge, then his official reputation would be seriously damaged.

"No way!" He stopped and called for commands.

"No matter what means you use to tie Lin Sheng'er to the mansion, remember not to startle the snake and alarm the Song family!"

"Yes, sir!"

“......”

The Song family strings incense.

Since the last round of events, there have been more and more guests in the building, and the house is full every day.

Bai Qiudai continued to guard at the door, and from time to time he moved his muscles and bones to show off his martial arts twice, and finally the little girl noticed her appearance, and the girl's house that came to see him also broke through the threshold.

Song Yiran found a business opportunity again and put a drink at the door, which is the best place to watch the beauty.

Even Miss Jin, who had seen her in the building before, and Xiao Changyi, had flirted with her, asked for a seat shyly.

Her good apprentice knew that she was afraid that she would have to be.

said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, Xiao Changyi came to the building at this time and happened to see this scene.

As soon as they came up, they sent the girls away.

Bai Qiudai, who was sitting and collecting money, was unhappy, "What do you mean, kid!" ”

"You? Who's the child?! Xiao Changyi hugged his chest and glared at him.

Seeing this, Bai Qiudai, who was drooping, straightened his back, and the tall man cast a shadow in front of him.

After Xiao Changyi realized it, he tiptoed silently!

Lord Bai Qiudai said that he had to deal with the children, "It's you!" ”

A group of guards behind Xiao Changyi hurriedly came to support their master, held him up behind him, and came up with a strong momentum.

"What do you have the ability to say to me, master! You big brainless stupid guy! ”

"You dwarf! You still need to rely on your guards to stand up to you! ”

"So what, the master is rich, you poor ghost!"

"Ahhhhh

"That's better than the poor guy!"

Listening to their three-year-old child-like quarrel, Song Yiran laughed so much that she was almost out of breath next to her.

He also clapped his hands and coaxed, "Fight!" Fight! ”

[I think the anchor is a three-year-old child! ] 】

[Plus one, I agree with the sisters upstairs!] 】

"Shut up, believe it or not, the master stoned you to death with money!"

"You smash it, come, smash it in my face!"

In the middle of the joke, a group of people walked into the building, and when they saw the dress, it should be people from the palace.

"Passing on the Queen's Decree ......"