Rebirth of the Merchant Girl

Chapter 208 Disposal
"What else can I do, just find a seed and fill it in?" Mr. Qi shook his head and said, folding his fan to touch the table: "There is no seed in the stomach, so find one with seeds."

There was an uproar among the people below, obviously they understood, a big man yelled: "Isn't this confusing bloodlines, using other children to make up the number, and raising children from other people's families?"

"That is, who is willing to give the child to others for adoption?"

Mr. Qi shook his head: "No, no, if it's a poor family, it's rare for a child to enter a high-ranking family, and it will be a great fortune in the future. Is there really no one willing?"

"Even if she wants to, the mistress of the house is not afraid of being exposed. If people find out, it's not as simple as just divorcing his wife." Someone hesitated to speak, and saw blood.

Mr. Qi smiled: "This guest officer is right. If others find out, the position of the mistress will not be guaranteed. Wouldn't all the painstaking efforts to fetch water from the bamboo basket be in vain? In this case, as long as God knows if she knows Enough?"

Everyone gasped in unison, this is murder!

Xie Yanniang had almost heard it, she got up and said: "Don't listen to the next one, let's go back."

She was very satisfied with the storyteller, and praised with a smile: "Huo Huyuan has done an excellent job. This storyteller seems to be a little famous. I see that there are many dignitaries in the box, and there are no empty guests. He will be able to come soon." Everyone knows."

"The concubine praised me a lot, it's what my subordinates should do." Huo Huyuan replied neither humble nor overbearing, and escorted her all the way to the carriage.

"I'm curious, how can Huo Huyuan invite this Mr. Qi?" Xie Yanniang looked at Mr. Qi's clothes, although they were simple, they were all exquisite. It was the folding fan in his hand, which could vaguely be seen to be a rare authentic work .

It is difficult to impress such a person with money, and I heard that Mr. Qi's family suffered a famine in his early years, and all his family members died. One person was full and the whole family was not hungry, so he couldn't threaten him with anything.

Huo Huyuan replied in a low voice outside the carriage: "This subordinate has a predestined relationship with Mr. Qi, and I met him once at the city gate in the early years."

It was also because of Xie Yanniang's order that he remembered such a down and out scholar.

When Mr. Qi encountered famine and plague, he narrowly escaped from death and was skinny, but his eyes were full of strong survival colors, which made Huo Huyuan, who didn't like to meddle in other people's business, stop in his tracks and personally guaranteed to bring Mr. Qi into the City, sent to the hospital to recuperate for half a year before recovering.

Mr. Qi never forgot this great kindness, and when he heard that Huo Huyuan was going to do something for the master, he agreed without saying a word, and said that he must do his best to spread the word so that everyone knows about it.

Sure enough, with his previous fame, he started more than a dozen games in a row.

The guest officials who listened to the book were uneven, there were barefoot doctors, there were street vendors, there were merchants passing by, and there were quite a few young masters, as long as they had heard of it, they would definitely keep it in mind.

Nowadays, the pregnant wives of Gaomen can be counted with a single slap, so naturally they have attracted the attention of many people.

Perhaps it was Mr. Qi who spoke too firmly, and could even blurt out the details. Gradually, everyone's eyes stayed on the Fifteenth Prince's mansion.

After all, the prince has had a lot of concubines around him since he became weaker, and in the end, he didn't have any seeds at all?

The side concubine who just married has not been two months, but there is good news, how can I not be muttering in my heart?
This is what Xie Yanniang wanted.

No one would open up about rumors, only whispering in private.

It's just that a person who cares about face like the fifteen princes, how can he stand such gossip?

Compared with giving him a cuckold, this is the most intolerable.

The more anxious Long Zhiyu was, the safer Ruan Jingxin would be.If there is one less person who is full of bad things and looking for trouble, why not do it?
In less than two days, even Ruan Jingxin heard about those wild guesses.

Pang Yudi laughed happily: "The fifteenth prince doesn't know who he offended. Once such rumors come out, doesn't it vaguely mean that the pregnant side concubine in his backyard has an empty belly and is waiting for someone else's child to give her a gift?" fill in?"

"It's a felony to confuse the descendants of the royal family." Kang Yunzhang nodded seriously, with a serious face, but there was no less pleasure in the brows.

When Long Zhiyu heard about this, he was afraid that he would explode with anger.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, he must send someone to find out.If it is true, the good luck of Xie's parents and daughters will come to an end.

Kang Yunzhang vaguely heard something, nodded sullenly and said, "It's probably true."

Pang Yudi smiled: "That's really self-inflicted, and the face of the fifteenth prince will be completely humiliated. Let's see how he will behave in front of the boss in the future!"

Ruan Jingxin saw the white pigeon on the window sill, which was reserved for the Wangfu. He raised his eyebrows, took off the letter paper on the white pigeon's leg, opened it, turned his head and said with a smile, "It was written by the princess."

Pang Yudi raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, Xie Yanniang was clever enough to make trouble for the fifteen princes before the army set off.

This trouble was found well, the fifteenth prince could no longer spare his energy to bother the regent, and the matter of the inner court alone made him burnt out.

Now that the Prince Regent is going on an expedition, he can finally be regarded as having peace of mind.

Xie Ruitong heard the gossip and gossip from the nurse next to her, looked around nervously, finally sent the big maid beside her to watch out, and asked in a low voice: "Mother, the medicine is so hard that even the imperial physician can't see it?"

"Ma'am, just rest assured. The medicine is passed down from the slaves' ancestors. The prescriptions left by the ancestors. At the beginning, the ancestors worshiped the imperial hospital. If it hadn't been involved in the dispute between the dragon and the son, it would not have caused the family to fail." Madam Tang sighed. After a while, if the ancestors were neat, the descendants would not be slaves or handmaids.

Xie Ruitong was not interested in Mother Tang's ancestors, nor did she have much sympathy.

Some people fall from a high place into the mud and cannot turn over, and there are also sparrows like her who fly up to the branches and become phoenixes. Everyone has their own fate.

The decline of the Tang family was due to their bad fate, so what did it have to do with her?
However, I heard that the ancestor of the Tang family was a powerful imperial physician, and after passing through his hands, this medicine would not be easily discovered.

She looked down at her swollen belly. This secret medicine is really miraculous. Not only can it make her belly swell, like she is pregnant, but she also has a feeling of nausea, and even the pulse is completely happy. See something wrong.

Xie Ruitong felt a little relieved, as long as no one found out, it was enough.

"That storyteller is spreading rumors everywhere, how does the prince plan to deal with him?"

If it weren't for this damned storyteller, she is still held in the apex of the prince's heart, why would she need to be so worried?

If I don't teach this storyteller a lesson, I really can't get rid of my resentment!
"Madam, calm down. The prince said it was gossip. He was innocent and at ease, and he didn't bother that storyteller. If Madam cares, why don't the slaves find some face-to-face to teach the storyteller a lesson?" Tang Nanny's eyes were full of sternness, It is much easier to teach a helpless little person a silent lesson.

Xie Ruitong pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Forget it, don't pay attention to the storyteller for now. The prince should not move him. If something happens to the storyteller at this time, it will be clear that the matter of the palace has been hit. , Are we getting angry from embarrassment?"

It's just that she gritted her teeth, but couldn't touch the instigator. It was really hateful: "You can't touch him in the open. It's okay to give a little warning."

With a look from Xie Ruitong, Nanny Tang understood.He secretly left the mansion and called his confidant servants, and went to the dark alley to find a few homeless men, who waited in the alley behind the teahouse at night.

Who knew that everything was ready, only the east wind was missing, but Mr. Na Qi didn't come!

Several people waited for a whole night, and made a fuss in front of the boy, and finally paid it off with money, Mr. Qi started storytelling again in the teahouse.

The boy suspected that the homeless men had done nothing to blackmail him, but the homeless man felt that the boy had played a trick on them, and he was unwilling to take such a job no matter what.

In the end, Mr. Qi was unscathed, and the servant was afraid that Madam Tang would be unhappy, so he said that he had already taught him a lesson, and Xie Ruitong used half a bowl of rice extra after hearing about it, not to mention how happy he was.

Huo Huyuan specially reminded Mr. Qi to avoid it if he could.A person with status like the fifteenth prince is naturally unwilling to argue with him, but the wife in the backyard is not necessarily so.

Sure enough, I saw a few homeless men in the dark alley, and the waiter in the teahouse had sharp eyes and immediately reported it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was counting on Mr. Qi, the cash cow, so he didn't dare to let him get hurt, so he quickly let him sneak out through the corner door at the back, and asked Xiaoer to guard the door. After Mr. Qi returned safely, he stared at the few Tramps, it's not a relief until they swear and go away.

It's just that he was worried that more people would come to trouble Mr. Qi after this time, so in the end he let the boy report to the police.

It was just before the expedition that the government officials looked at the monk's face as well as the Buddha's face, so they dared not neglect it.Hearing that there were homeless people fleeing, he asked the officials to drive all the homeless people out of Beijing without saying a word.

Those vagrants came here to beg for a living. They were kicked out of Beijing, but they couldn't come back.

He was in a hurry, he didn't bring anything valuable with him, and those who were crying at the city gate were also wondering in their hearts which adult they had offended.

Cleverly, he hurriedly searched for the remaining copper coins on his body, and bothered to inquire with the messenger.

The officer weighed the small amount of silver in his hand, and said ruthlessly, "Your Excellency would not be happy if they offended people who shouldn't be offended, and made you suffer. It's just that the higher-ups have been watching closely recently, so it's a last resort. If you complain , just blame those few people."

He pointed at random, turned around and left.

The homeless man looked at each other, and soon recognized those people.

Someone yelled: "I've seen them, guarding outside the biggest teahouse in Beijing, sneaking around, as if they wanted to beat that storyteller surnamed Qi."

Those homeless people shook their heads hastily when they heard the words, "We just stayed in the dark alley all night and didn't do anything!"

They knew that Mr. Qi might be backed by someone behind this incident, so they drove all the homeless people out of Beijing.If the truth is told, dozens of homeless people here will be implicated, and it would be strange not to beat them to death. No matter what you say, you must not tell the truth!
(End of this chapter)