Chapter Eighty-Six: People Are Small and Big Ghosts

"But now that Qiu Niang is injured, I'm afraid that this "Queqiao Club" will never be sung again!" Meng Jinghong sighed heavily. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Thinking of the grievances between Han Bing and Yan Xingbao before, Song Qingfeng somewhat guessed that this matter must be related to this Meng Qiuniang, who had been mentioned many times, so he looked at Han Bing and asked, "I just heard you talk about Miss Meng's injury, but I don't know how she was injured?"

Unexpectedly, at this time, Han Bing turned his head as if unintentionally, looked in the direction of the door, and muttered in a low voice: "Why hasn't Aunt Wu's meal been cooked yet?"

"It's all my fault for this matter!" Meng Jinghong picked up the words on the side, "That day, Qiu Niang went to Yanhou Mansion to sing, and her eldest brother Jin Liang was going to accompany her. But that day, I had an eye attack, so Jin Liang stayed to take care of me, but Yan Xingbao's villain found an opportunity! He sneaked into the room while Qiu Niang was changing clothes upstairs alone, wanting to do wrong. Qiu Niang fell from the window while struggling to dodge, broke her legs, and when she was sent back, she was unconscious. ā€

Song Qingfeng understood what was going on, and couldn't help but be furious, secretly hating why he had to go into the water to save the damn thief Yan Xingbao in the first place!

"Have you ever reported this to the official?"

"What's the use of reporting it? The people in the Yan Mansion insisted that Qiu Niang herself accidentally fell downstairs. At that time, there were only two people in the room, Qiu Niang and Yan Xingbao, even if someone saw Yan Xingbao enter the room, they were all subordinates of the Yan Mansion, and it was impossible for them to stand up and testify for Qiu Niang!"

"Did you just let that lewd thief?!" Song Qingfeng slapped his palm on the table in anger, "The day after tomorrow, Jingzhao Mansion will start the trial of Yan Xingbao's murder case, and then he should be charged with attempted adultery and serious injury-"

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Han Bing squeezing his eyebrows and shaking his head straight at him, Song Qingfeng's heart couldn't help but be shocked, and he suddenly remembered what he had reminded him before, he couldn't mention Yan Xingbao!

It's a pity that it's too late at this time, Meng Jinghong was already so angry that he lifted his white beard there, slapped the table and asked angrily: "Han Bing, Yan Xingbao was imprisoned, are you the ghost who made trouble?!"

Han Bing's reaction was extremely fast, and he immediately denied it with an aggrieved face: "How can this matter have anything to do with me? Brother Song, he is just hearsay, why do you bother to be so angry, Old Meng!"

Meng Jinghong still had a cold face, "Do you think that if you secretly tell Jin Liang that they don't tell me to listen, I won't know?" Although the old man's eyes are not good, his ears are not bad, I can hear clearly about the things you beat Yan Xingbao in public!"

Han Bing couldn't help but suffocate, he never expected Meng Jinliang to be so imprudent, and this matter was still known to the old man!

"You are this arbitrary and reckless temperament! How many times have I told you that you can't attack Yan Xingbao! Although your martial arts are high, after all, this is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, even if you can't be caught, the whole Huafu will definitely be implicated! In addition to those eagle dogs of the imperial court, the Yan family's power in the rivers and lakes is also extremely huge, and they are likely to secretly find killers to deal with you, how can you handle it alone?!"

Han Bing grinned bitterly at Song Qingfeng, suggesting that he say a few good words for himself.

Song Qingfeng was also regretting his reckless remarks, and hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade: "Elder Meng, please calm your anger! Although Han Bing was at fault in this matter, it was also Yan Xingbao's evil first, and later Yan Xingbao crashed and sank the cold ice boat on the lake, which was completely a deliberate murder, and it was definitely not Han Bing's fault! Now that Yan Xingbao has been detained by Jingzhao Mansion, it must be difficult to escape the blame, and the government will not make any trouble with Han Bing. As for the forces of the rivers and lakes, with Han Bing's skills, we will definitely not suffer, and those of us who are friends will never stand idly by, no matter how arrogant the Yan family is, it is impossible for them to cover the sky with one hand at the feet of the Son of Heaven!"

After listening to Song Qingfeng's persuasion, Meng Jinghong's face finally turned a little pale, and his tone suddenly softened, "For Qingfeng's sake today, I won't have much to do with you, a disobedient stinky boy!"

Song Qingfeng smiled at Han Bing with a slight invitation to merit, but saw that Han Bing was peeking at Meng Jinghong, his face was still with a worried look, he couldn't help but cry out strangely in his heart, he really couldn't guess which one this old and young man was singing.

At this time, the little girl who had just followed Meng Jinghong ran in, took Meng Jinghong's hand and said, "Grandpa, the food is ready, Aunt Wu asked me to ask you if you are going to the West Chamber, or are you going to eat in your house?"

Meng Jinghong patted the table in front of him and said, "Don't go anywhere, just eat in this main room." Ping'er, you go to your grandfather's house and fetch the two jars of wine under the bed. ā€

Ping'er answered with a crisp voice and ran out.

Soon, Aunt Wu came in with a meal, although it was not very rich, but the fragrance was attractive, especially for the two young people who had not even eaten breakfast, it was like seeing the delicious food in the world, both index fingers moved, staring at Meng Jinghong to speak, so that he could move his chopsticks immediately.

Ping'er also took the two jars of wine, rolled her big black eyes and asked, "Grandpa, how many wine bowls do you want to put on the table?"

"Two. Meng Jinghong stroked his white beard and replied without thinking.

Ping'er couldn't help but smile, "It turns out that grandpa, you still remember the words of the flower doctor!"

Meng Jinghong glared, "He doesn't like to drink in Huafengshan, so he won't let others drink! I'm going to have a big drink today to see if my old eyes, which have long been useless, will be completely blind tomorrow!"

"Grandpa!" Ping'er cried out in disagreement, standing there just not moving.

Meng Jinghong snorted and said to Ping'er: "Why are you still standing stupidly, go get the wine bowl!"

Ping'er couldn't help but turn her gaze to Han Bing for help, who expected that Han Bing was looking at Meng Jinghong with a bitter face at the moment, and he didn't notice Ping'er's eyes on him at all.

Why only two wine bowls? It is clear that it is not counted as a certain person's share, and that "certain person" must be his cold! Only when he knew that Yan Xingbao's matter was exposed, he had a premonition that he would encounter big trouble today, but he still did not expect that this old man would actually punish him in such a cruel way! In vain, he also deliberately dragged Song Qingfeng to cheat on drinking wine, but in the end, he was making wedding clothes for others...... Alas, it seems that he doesn't need to learn what kind of wedding dress magic skill he doesn't need to learn at all, it's completely self-taught!

He was still there feeling sorry for himself, but Ping'er was so anxious that he had no choice but to pout: "Grandpa, if you don't listen to me, next time I won't tell you what Daddy said to you!"

This sentence immediately attracted the cold gaze to Ping'er.

Presumably Meng Jinliang and the others were talking about Yan Xingbao's case in private, but they were overheard by Ping'er and then relayed to Meng Jinghong.

Looking at this little girl who is not shallow, Han Bing has nowhere to complain about bitterness, a Cui'er is no longer easy to mess with, and now there is another screen, how can the little girls he met are so powerful and difficult? !

At this moment, Meng Jinghong's heart also felt the same as Han Bing, and he didn't know how to get through the Ping'er level in order to drink those two jars of good wine that he was also hungry for.

Seeing Meng Jinghong's hesitation, Han Bing knew that his opportunity had come again, and immediately said to Ping'er with a smile: "Grandpa, he's just joking with you, Ping'er, those two wine bowls are actually prepared for this General Song and Uncle Han Bing, hurry up and get them!"

Ping'er rolled her eyes, thinking that she couldn't believe the words of this uncle Han Bing, who had a hippie smile all day long, and finally turned her gaze to Meng Jinghong, "Grandpa, what Brother Han Bing said is true?"

Meng Jinghong snorted, and had to nod and said: "Naturally, it's true! Go and get the bowl! Remember to call him uncle in the future, don't always be so big and small, don't know the rules!"

Ping'er stuck out her little tongue and replied: "Jin'er, they all call him Brother Hanbing, why do I call him uncle alone? Besides, he is not serious all day long, where does he look like an uncle?!"

With that, she shook off her pigtails and ran out.

Meng Jinghong and Song Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh relatively out loud at this little girl's words.

Han Bing smacked his mouth there quite unpleasantly, and said in his heart, people are small and big! This little work is even more difficult than the little spy at home!