Chapter 66

Feng Yang's eyes sank and snatched the silver from Tang Qingru's hand. He hummed coldly: "the silver is still mine. You are a little maid. You can't touch the master's silver without my permission. "

Tang Qingru took a puff from the corner of her mouth and said lazily, "what you said is true. In this case, tomorrow's supply will be in your charge. I'm out of stock now. "

"Get ready when you're out of stock." Feng Yang glanced at her.

"Without capital, even if you kill me, I can't change." Tang Qingru made a face at him.

Feng Yang looks at Tang Qingru. He has investigated Tang Qingru's identity and knows that she was originally a maid. But how could such a woman be a maid? If she is a maid, her former master really connives at her.

No talent, no appearance, no virtue, how did this woman get Shen Ming's favor?

He threw the silver back into her hand and said coldly, "you've been doing business all this time. You can't do anything without permission."

Tang Qingru watched Feng Yang leave and touched her chest.

The doctor didn't respond to her. Is it because of Fengyang's poisonous insects? If it's the former, it's easier. She also helps those women to treat gynecological diseases when selling goods. Even if the benevolent medicine is not worth much, it must be able to add a little energy. No matter how small a mosquito is, it's meat. If it is the latter, it will be difficult.

What about the poison doctor? When she wanted to see him, he didn't know where. When I didn't want to see him before, he was haunted.

Woman's heart. This is the most popular topic in Qingcheng at present. Almost a little bit of silver women have to go to the woman's heart, bring so one thing or two things out, face up, overflowing with a smile more beautiful than flowers. If you haven't been to a woman's heart, it means that you are either not a woman or a woman who can't afford it.

At the beginning, Shen Ming was not a qualified City Lord, but he was generous and kind. Under his stocking management, there are many powerful and wealthy people in Qingcheng. Naturally, the economy here is also quite prosperous. Now women have many customers every day. If it's not for the shortage of goods, they have to limit their sales every day. I'm afraid that the threshold will be kicked down.

Tang Qingru once again saw off the last guest, and then began to fiddle with the things in the shop.

She asked Fengyang to buy 20 embroiderers to make underwear, which could be made 50 pieces a day. Those underwear pieces are all boutiques, and the pattern of each piece is different. Although Tang Qingru doesn't know embroidery, she knows design. After her design, those underwear are like perfect works of art. So the ladies bought it and came back again. Even if you can't finish it, it's a face saving way to send your friends away. Women's underwear has changed from ten taels of silver at the beginning to twenty taels of silver, which is still in short supply.

"Kill you little thief." The sound of whips came from the door.

"Don't fight. Stop fighting. I didn't steal from you. Don't fight. " A poor child's voice came out.

Tang Qingru heard the voice and went to the door to have a look. On the street, a strong man was holding a five or six-year-old child and whipping him. The child was crying with pain. Next to him was an adult man. The adult man stood there with several attendants, looking at the scene indifferently.

The people nearby dare not come near here at all. It used to be a downtown area, but now it's quiet.

Tang Qingru frowned, took up the water basin beside him and poured it out.

The big man in the street didn't expect that someone would meddle in his own business. He was splashed all over. He glared at Tang Qingru fiercely, and the sewage on his face flowed down.

"What are you looking at me for? I'm really beautiful, but I'm not a slave to you. " Holding her arms, Tang Qingru said coldly, "your parents have made you so big. Instead of being loyal to your country, you have come to bully children. You've grown such a big lump. Standing there is not only an eyesore but also an obstacle. Even the air stinks. I'll wash your body and help you. Should you say thank you to me

"You want to die." In the Han Dynasty, Tang Qingru waved her arms.

The man who didn't speak all the time said coldly: "Qin song, step back."

On hearing this, the great man gave a cowardly reply and quietly glared at Tang Qingru, then stepped back.

The man with his back to her turned and looked at the woman with clear eyes in front of him. He said in a light way: "little girl, people who meddle in their own business don't live long."

Tang Qingru saw the man clearly. He turned out to be Meng Yi, the legendary ghost hand.

This man is very evil. It's better not to provoke him.

Tang Qingru had some regrets.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world. Besides, the little boy is only five years old. If she can't help him, she can't bear it.

"Young master, you are not unreasonable when you look at your extraordinary background. The little boy is stubborn. If there is anything wrong, please forgive me. Besides, you taught him a lesson, and he knew he was wrong. Can you expose it like this, young master? " Tang Qingru is afraid of the man, but she still wants to save the child. The boy was beaten beyond recognition by the big man. He could cry for mercy just now, but now he has more air in and less air out."What are you? I have a delusion that we should let the thief go. " Just now the big man laughed.

"What a mouthful." Looking at Tang Qingru, Meng Yi said coldly, "your tongue is too long. There is no need to exist."

The man was pale and raised his hand tremblingly. He opened his mouth and bit hard. His tongue broke in response to the sound. He covered his mouth and spat out half of his tongue.

This scene was clearly seen by Tang Qingru. Her eyes, which had always been lawless, were full of shock.

Just one more word, and he'll waste the man's tongue? This man is as cruel as the legend. Will the people of Qingcheng have a good life under his administration? no way! We have to find a way to make this man go back where he came from. Or It's gone forever.

Tang Qingru looks at Meng Yi in a complicated way.

Meng Yi is also staring at the woman in front of her.

The woman in front of her was a little delicate and ordinary, with only one pair of eyes. I don't know why, when facing these eyes, he felt very familiar.

Originally to her meddling in some disposal, but now there is a kind of don't want to involve in the idea. "Let's go," he said to the people next to him

Tang Qingru is scared when Meng Yi looks at him. This man is so evil that he doesn't want to do something to her, does he? However, he said nothing but leave. At that moment, she thought she had heard wrong.

The man is very pretty. It's just evil. It looks like a poisonous snake. I don't know what kind of environment he grew up in.

The man leaves with his subordinates. The big man stares at Tang Qingru and follows the man away. Only Tang Qingru and the weak child were left in the street.

"Girl, if the child has offended Lord Meng, leave him alone." No one came over just now. Everyone was afraid of getting angry, so they hid far away. Now, as soon as Meng Yi leaves, the people will come. They looked sympathetically at the child lying on the ground, but no one came to help him.

Tang Qingru wants to take care of the child. They also advise her not to meddle in her own business.

"What's going on? Did the child steal? " Someone asked.

"I saw it just now. The child just fell when passing by the side of Meng's body, and the jade pendant just fell off Meng's waist, so they said that the child was stealing. " Next to a man said weakly.

"Do you know which family this is?" Tang Qingru picked up the child. The five-year-old was as light as a swallow, and she didn't feel it at all.

The people beside him shook their heads to show that they didn't know his origin.

Tang Qingru no longer asked. She came into the shop with the baby in her arms.

There was no rest room in the shop, so she had to put him on the table first, then look through the tool box that she used to use, find out the silver needle from it, and then tie the needle for him first.

The doctor can't open it, and the things stored in the backpack can't be taken out. She is a doctor, usually see who has a small injury, small pain can not help but start, so prepared a toolbox in advance. Feng Yang saw what she had done and didn't stop her. After all, he was often injured, and the injury could not be known to others. Tang Qingru was well prepared to prepare all the medical tools in advance.

She gave the child a physical examination. The child is seriously malnourished. And he has not only new injuries that he was hit today, but also countless old injuries. Among those old wounds are those that have been whipped, punctured, ironed and so on. Those wounds look different colors, some new ones stick to old ones, and new ones stick to old ones.

Looking at such a broken body, Tang Qingru couldn't believe it was a five-year-old. What kind of people can do such a thing?

"Don't hit me, I'm not a thief I didn't steal Mother I feel pain Mother... " The little boy was talking in his sleep.

Tang Qingru took the little boy's hand and said gently, "don't be afraid. I'm here. I'll protect you. No one will hurt you any more. "

There was a slight hiss from the door.

Tang Qingru doesn't have to look back to know who it is. At this time, her eyes were red and her face was not good-looking. She didn't want to be laughed at by the man, so she kept that posture.

"You are so powerful that even Meng Yi dares to offend you. Are you tired of living?" Feng Yang came over, raised her chin and said, "what you see today is just a piece of cake and a butterfly. Is Meng Yi more than that? If you don't want to live, you can die by yourself and don't get me into trouble. "

Tang Qingru pushed his hand away and beat it down. "You're not afraid of him," she sneered

"It doesn't work for me. If you dare to provoke Meng Yi again, I will use your life to appease him. Do you understand? " Feng Yang's eyes are as cold as blood.