After the boss was reborn, the whole capital trembled!

Chapter 524 Misfortune Comes to Tang Butterfly 3
Chapter 521 Misfortune Comes to Tang Butterfly 3
The entourage immediately stepped forward and said: "Our son is one of the four sons of Yangjun, Mr. Yu Xiaoyao, the eldest son of the county monarch. You are lucky, you met our son, if you meet one of the four masters of Yangjun The other young masters, maybe they will take you to prison. Our young master never oppresses goodness, why don't you quickly negotiate a price and sell your scarf to our young master."

Just as Tang Die was about to scold that person for being shameless, Tang Ruyue pulled her behind her: "I'm sorry, we don't sell this little—— Firefox."

"Not for sale?" The attendant looked at the four of them for a while, and seeing that they were all wearing common clothes, he said disdainfully, "You don't look like rich people, it's just a fox scarf, and you can buy better clothes if you sell it for silver." Wear it. Maybe, our young master is kind enough to introduce you to work in the princess's mansion, so you won't have to worry about having nothing to eat."

Tang Ruyue looked at the commoner clothes on her body. They were bought in Tiger Town. Because she practiced martial arts all the year round, she had a lot of movement. Therefore, she usually didn't wear silk and satin clothes that were easy to be damaged, but solid and wear-resistant cotton and linen blended clothes.

Tang Ruyue laughed, and took out an ingot of ten taels of gold: "Whether my sister touched your young master or your young master touched my sister, I don't think your young master was injured, right? If you were surprised, This ingot of gold should be regarded as shocking."

As he spoke, he stuffed the gold into the hand of the entourage.

The attendant was taken aback, and he couldn't help holding the gold ingot.

He also told people just now that when he asked them to sell fox scarfs to buy clothes, they took out an ingot of gold to scare their son, didn't he take gold as money?

There are ten taels of this ingot of gold, calculated as one tael of gold and one hundred taels of silver, that is one thousand taels of silver.

He knew that he had misjudged. Could a person who could take out an ingot of ten taels of gold be a person who was so poor that he wanted to sell a scarf?
He had no choice but to go back to the young master: "I'm sorry young master, they don't sell fox scarves."

Yu Xiaoyao looked back at the four people, feeling a little depressed, and slapped the fan in his hand with a "swipe" sound: "I just thought about buying it because I saw that the fox scarf looks good, and Rong'er must like it. Since they don't like it Sell ​​it, forget it."

"Then this gold—" the attendant was at a loss holding the gold.

Yu Xiaoyao put away the paper fan: "Since it was given to you, I will give it to you two." After saying that, he walked forward.

The two attendants were overjoyed: "Thank you son!"

"Well, this young master is not unreasonable." Tang Die said.

Tang Ruyue patted her on the back of the head: "He's not being reasonable, but he doesn't want to cause trouble. You should be glad that he didn't like Xiao Huo himself, but wanted to buy it for someone else. You should pay attention to walking in the city here. "

Tang Die was upset: "If you hit me on the head again, you will become stupid."

With a "slap", Tang Die received another slap on the back of the head: "I'm just reminding you, otherwise you won't know if you get into trouble someday."

Tang Die pointed at Tang Ruyue angrily, and complained to Yan Song: "Grandpa Yan, you don't care about sister Ruyue."

Yan Song, however, watched the Lord and his young children laughing and didn't comment.Even Long Mang looked at Tang Die with a smile and didn't speak.

"Okay, okay, I pay attention, from now on, I can be a lady, right?" Tang Die said angrily.Sure enough, when his expression changed, he immediately became more disciplined.

It's just that she changed her rules, but others didn't let her go.

They had just walked for a while when a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl wearing a bright red dress, holding a long whip in one hand and a gold ingot in the other ran over with a thud, "Hey, stop."

(End of this chapter)