A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

"Girl, this is the station for foreign guests. It's not a place you can go in. Go back quickly."

Zisang stepped forward and said: "My girl and Princess Yuqi are good friends, and she came to the meeting at the invitation of Princess Yuqi. Brother, please go and inform."

While talking, he secretly gave the guard a piece of silver.

The guard weighed it in his hand, turned and went in.

Not long after, the guard came out, but said: "I'm sorry, Princess Yuqi has gone out, the girl should come back next time."

An Xiaoqing asked, "Is His Royal Highness the fourth prince here?"

The guard looked a little cold and said: "Is the girl looking for the princess or the fourth prince? Don't blame me for being rambunctious. There are too many girls who have come to the station to find a few princes these days, and they all say I have an appointment with the prince, girl, I think you should go back, His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince already has an engagement."

An Xiaoqing was stunned and said: "Is there a marriage contract? Didn't the former son also say that he has not decided on a concubine? I don't know which girl is blessed to marry His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince."

"Of course it's the princess of the Great Zhou Kingdom. Only noble princesses can be worthy of His Royal Highness. You guys... just forget about it. At most, I will give you a concubine." The guard said contemptuously.When An Xiaoqing was about to speak, she saw an exquisite soft sedan chair slowly approaching. When she looked carefully, she saw that the roof of the sedan chair was decorated with dark green tassels on the four corners. Usually, only senior officials of the court could sit on it. Let's take the sedan chair, come, who will it be?

Just when he was wondering, he saw the person in the sedan chair come down, and upon closer inspection, he turned out to be a half-century old man with gray hair and dressed in Qing Confucianism. The old man was walking towards the post station with a serious face, and the guards were respectful and polite to him. , it should be a big bureaucrat of the Great Chu State, and the influence is definitely not small.

When the great Confucian entered, An Xiaoqing, who was still amiable just now, suddenly sank and shouted to the guard, "Bold, you dare to humiliate this girl, do you know who this girl is?"

The guard was originally from the Great Chu Kingdom, and An Xiaoqing was dressed as a Dazhou native, how could she bear the cold drink of a woman from another country, and said angrily: "I don't care who you are, don't make trouble here, or else, my lord You're welcome."

"You're welcome? Okay, I'll see how you're rude." An Xiaoqing smiled coldly, then suddenly raised her hand and slapped the guard.

The guard never thought that such a beautiful and beautiful lady would beat her whenever she said she wanted, and beat herself at the gate of the foreign post station on her own territory, which was fine, so she raised her hand and pushed An Xiaoqing.

Zisang looked at An Xiaoqing in astonishment, what's wrong with the girl?Didn't you come to find someone?Why did they get into trouble instead?

An Xiaoqing screamed, crying and cursing: "Smelly rascal, shameless, there are things that are raised by mothers but not taught by mothers, how dare you belittle this girl, this girl wants to dig your ancestral grave and ask your ancestors, like you Why do people who waste air and food while living are born, do you know that your existence is a kind of pollution, your life is a disaster, you are the source of the spread of the plague, you are a destructive A pot of rat shit, you are..."

An Xiaoqing scolded quickly and harshly, her voice was loud and clear, and her scolding echoed throughout the entrance of the post station.

The guard was dumbfounded by his scolding, and looked at her stupidly, not knowing what to say for a long while.

"Shut up! Girl, you must have good manners when you speak, and you look like a lady from a great family, how can you speak so harshly?" A slightly old voice sounded at the gate of the inn. An Xiaoqing scolded him.

An almost invisible smile curled up on the corner of An Xiaoqing's lips, she glanced at the big scholar and said, "Stinky old man, it's none of your business for me to curse people?"