Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 429 There are not so many taboos (three more)

Chen San fought a cold war, shrank his neck and continued.

"Miss Jin said that she would try to entangle Jin Dong's house later, and let me take the opportunity to put a packet of medicinal powder into the fish head tofu soup."

"At the back, Jin Dong's family brought over the fish head tofu soup as the finale."

"Miss Jin took me there. She pestered the owner to talk about things, and the owner let me serve the dishes for a while."

"I took the opportunity to put the medicinal powder that Miss Jin gave me into the tofu soup."

"Afterwards, Miss Jin rewarded me with two taels of silver and sent me to another county to play for a few days before coming back."

"I was thinking about going to the casino to get the book, so I sneaked and stayed..."

"Ow..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked in the chest.

I saw Luo Fengtang stepped forward, and smashed Chen San's face with a fist the size of a sandbag.

"You bastard, put medicine in the soup, frame us, and I will kill you!"

With one fist down, Chen San bleeds from his nose and mouth.

One more punch.

Chen San spat out two front teeth.

With the third punch, Chen San spit out the stomach juices and bile he had eaten overnight.

Luo Fengtang wanted to fight again, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"I wanted to cut this beast too, but if I killed him, there's no way this case can be overturned."

She persuaded Luo Fengtang.

"He's a witness, and it's up to him to use him to testify about Jin Feng, who was instigating him behind his back."

Luo Fengtang understood this.

That's why he just punched, and his men kept their distance.

It's just a lesson, let the other party suffer, but it won't really hurt his life.

"What do I do next? Take it to the county government?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

She has other plans.

"Give Chen San to Brother Xu Mang first, and let him take care of us. I have other things to do," she said.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

……

After delivering Chen San to Xu Mang, Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing found a breakfast shop on the side of the road and sat down to eat something.

"There are witnesses, why don't we go to the county office to overturn the case for the third uncle?"

When eating wonton blunt, Luo Fengtang asked inexplicably.

Yang Ruoqing said, "People's hearts are like iron, and officials are like furnaces."

"Even if we have solid evidence, we may not be able to get my father out of prison smoothly."

She analyzed it.

"This matter is not like an ordinary dispute case. It involves the county magistrate and his noble friends in the capital."

"The nature can be big or small!"

she sighed.

When she said this, because he had caught Chen San before, he felt a little more relaxed, and suddenly a dark cloud was cast on him.

"Then what are we going to do next?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while and spit out a word: "Wait!"

"Wait?"

He was surprised, "Wait for what?"

"My lord!" she said.

"If we want to get through this storm properly, we still need noble people to deal with it, that's the surefire way!"

Hearing her words, Luo Fengtang suddenly thought of someone.

"Qing'er, could it be that you are talking about her?" His eyes lit up and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "It's her!"

It was in the Yihechun Medical Center in Qingshui Town.

The lady she accidentally met.

Her dress and the pattern logo on her clothes should be the official lady of the court.

In Wanghai County, only the wife of the county magistrate has the title of Mrs.

Only then did Yang Ruoqing send a musk or two to save the lady's son who had a heart attack.

A tael of musk is worth eight taels of silver.

Yang Ruoqing gave it away for nothing, just to test whether the lady likes petty cheapness as rumored!

Now, a vine that ran out has come in handy.

Luo Fengtang said: "Okay, just do as you said, we want to rescue the third uncle, and we have to be foolproof!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Only then did a smile appear.

But he couldn't laugh.

He frowned, guilt on his face.

"This matter has turned around, why are you still drooping?"

She blew the wonton in the spoon, glanced at him, and asked inexplicably.

He frowned even tighter.

Muffled: "This matter, in the final analysis, is because of me."

"The crime that the third uncle suffered was also implicated by me!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and then she understood what he was referring to.

She smiled lightly and said, "It's not your fault!"

"It's Jin Feng, she's narrow-minded."

"For the sake of selfishness, crazy revenge, implicated so many people. It's stupid to be so reckless!"

Yang Ruoqing said.

When this turmoil is over, she will terminate the business relationship with Juweixuan ahead of schedule.

On the opposite side, Luo Fengtang understood this truth.

But still hard to let go.

"I thought she was just a spoiled and unruly young lady," he said solemnly.

"I only know now that her heart is really vicious!"

"Brother Xu Mang has seen the powder left over from Chen San's place. It's a poison that can make food moldy."

"If you eat too much, you will lose your life!"

When Luo Fengtang said this, his face was solemn.

Yang Ruoqing was also frightened after a burst of heart palpitations.

"Fortunately, no one was killed!" she said.

"Come on, let's have a full stomach first, and then go back to the inn to rest!"

She put a blunt wonton blown warm in the spoon and handed it to his mouth.

"Come on, open your mouth!" she said.

Luo Fengtang looked around and saw diners at other tables snickering.

His face flushed a little.

I wanted to shake my head, but Yang Ruoqing's voice came again: "Come on, my hands are sore!"

He opened his mouth and took the wonton blunt.

"That's good!"

She smiled.

He glanced sideways at the diners who were snickering in this direction.

What are you looking at?

Haven't you seen someone show affection?

After eating and drinking, the two returned to the inn.

"Qinger, rest first, I'll go to the backyard to get a pot of hot water."

He picked up the tub and left the house.

Soon, he returned to the house with a pot full of hot water.

Yang Ruoqing sat on the stool by the table, holding a bowl of hot tea in her hand, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"What's the matter with you, Qing'er? Are you uncomfortable?"

He put the tub in front of her and leaned over to touch her forehead.

Touched his own again.

"It's not hot..." he muttered.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and forced a smile at him.

"It doesn't burn, but the stomach is a little uncomfortable, I'm afraid I've drank the cold wind." She said.

"I made hot water and scalded my feet, and hurried to the bed to lie down."

He said, the tall body squatted down.

Holding one of her small feet, she took off her shoes and socks.

Yang Ruoqing was slightly startled.

"How can I ask a man of you to wash my feet? I'll do it myself!"

She gestured to pull her foot back, but he stopped her.

"Not so much taboo!"

he said.

Soak her little feet in warm water.

Go and take off her shoe and socks on the other foot.

Her feet were ice colder than ice cubes.

He can hold it with one hand.

Is the girl frozen?

With pity in his eyes, he put her feet in the hot water.

(End of this chapter)