Poor family little lucky wife

Chapter 607 How Could You Forget
Yuan Yushan was startled, and only then noticed that Uncle Qi didn't answer him just now, it was entirely because Uncle Qi was also in a daze.

"God Bless said that the refugees in Wenqing Mansion will be settled properly, so we don't have to worry about it." Qi Bokang coughed dryly, trying to make his voice sound normal and not so hoarse.

"God bless, how do they arrange it?" Yuan Yushan asked in surprise.

It was Qi Bokang's calm voice that answered him: "When the time comes, you will know."

"Oh." Yuan Yushan replied with doubts in his stomach, and then asked subconsciously, "Uncle Qi, do you not know?"

After asking this question, Yuan Yushan succeeded in seeing Qi Bokang's face darken in an instant.

"I, I'll see if they have delivered the letter." After Yuan Yushan hurriedly dropped these words, he turned around and ran away.

What a joke, offending Uncle Qi, isn't this bad luck?
He is really, why is he talking without thinking?

But... Seeing Uncle Qi's slumped appearance in front of God Bless them, it's still... Cough, quite comfortable.

Usually, he was always looked down upon by Uncle Qi, unexpectedly, Uncle Qi would have today, really... Yuan Yushan's brisk footsteps suddenly stopped.

He is not as good as Uncle Qi, and Uncle Qi is not as good as Tianyou and Xixi, so... the gap between him and the two children is so big that...

When Yuan Yushan thought of that terrifying gap, his face turned green.

He has lived for so many decades, and in the end, the more he lives, the more he goes back?

Worse than a child?

No, no, no...Yuan Yushan shook his head frantically, this is not his problem, it is the abnormality of those two children.

Yes, it is like that!

Yuan Yushan found the best reason, convinced himself, and his mood really improved.

He even had some expectations, how God bless them would deal with the refugees in Wenqing Mansion.

The next day, Tian Chunsheng was busy with his business, when the yamen servant rushed in suddenly, shouting loudly: "My lord, my lord, something is wrong!"

"Why are you so panicked?" Tian Chunsheng asked unhurriedly. Contrary to the previous anxious situation, this calm look was ignored by the panicked yamen servants.

The yamen servant hurriedly said: "My lord, there is chaos outside, and the people are all gathered at the gate of the yamen, and they want to see you!"

"See me?" Tian Chunsheng asked in surprise, "Okay, so I won't have to go find them one by one."

Tian Chunsheng went out immediately, and when he got to the door, he realized that the panic of the yamen servant just now was really justifiable.

Too many people.

"Everyone be quiet. The magistrate has come out. No matter how much you argue, it's useless if you can't hear clearly." Peng Yuanzhou hurriedly waved his arms to quiet the people outside.

Fortunately, despite the crowds outside, the noisy crowd really quieted down after Peng Yuanzhou spoke like this.

Things are so obvious, if Tian Chunsheng can't see it, it's Peng Yuanzhou's fault, he's blind!

Tian Chunsheng snorted coldly in his heart, but there was no emotion on his face, he just asked, "What's going on?"

"My lord, I heard that there are refugees outside Fucheng, so the common people gathered here." Peng Yuanzhou said.

"The refugees have been outside the Fucheng for so many days. Why didn't they gather together a few days ago and insisted on gathering today?" Tian Chunsheng looked past Peng Yuanzhou, passed by the crowded crowd, and finally landed on Peng Yuanzhou's face, and asked with a smile Said, "I thank everyone for those refugees who suffered."

"If you want to donate food and goods, you can do it here. Don't crowd, come one by one to avoid stampede."

As soon as Tian Chunsheng said these words, Peng Yuanzhou was almost choked to death by his own saliva.

Why doesn't this sound like Tian Chunsheng's speaking style, on the contrary... it looks a bit like that stinky girl Lu Yunxi?

When Peng Yuanzhou was in a daze, a smile flashed across Tian Chunsheng's eyes. Sure enough, what Xixi said really choked Peng Yuanzhou.

Saying this would not only allow their affairs to continue, but also disgust Peng Yuanzhou, which is really good.

Tian Chunsheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion, what kind of teacher did that little girl Xixi meet to teach her so well?

Mr. Qi Bokang, who had no idea that he was admired by others, unknowingly gained an additional admirer.

"Your Excellency really wants us to donate things?" Suddenly, someone in the crowd yelled, and all of a sudden, it was like scooping up a ladle of cold water and pouring it into a hot oil pan, causing everyone to explode in an instant up.

Everyone was talking, everyone was shouting, everyone was blushing and waving their arms excitedly.

Tian Chunsheng couldn't hear what they were saying at all, he could only feel a buzzing sound in his ears.

"Okay, okay, everyone, don't mess up, don't mess up!" Peng Yuanzhou shouted loudly, but he couldn't suppress so many people himself.

Seeing that the people were about to rush over the yamen servants and rush towards Tian Chunsheng, someone suddenly shouted: "Mr. Jia is here!"

"Mr. Jia, you have to decide for us!"

"Old Jia!"

"Old Jia, you are here!"

When everyone saw Mr. Jia, it was as if they had seen a savior. Tears welled up in their eyes, and they almost knelt down to pay respects to Mr. Jia.

"Old Jia, why are you still here?" Peng Yuanzhou hurried down the steps, separated from the crowd, and greeted him.

Old Jia snorted coldly: "If I don't come, I don't know what's going on!"

Mr. Jia's words made Peng Yuanzhou bow to answer again and again, but Tian Chunsheng's face instantly became ugly.

Mr. Jia is not giving him face in public.

Tian Chunsheng is a gentleman, and he especially respects etiquette, so it is not easy to refute Mr. Jia.

Whoever made Mr. Jia old and highly respected, it was hard for him to argue with the elders.

Tian Chunsheng stopped talking, but someone didn't care about etiquette, so he just sneered: "Oh, Mr. Jia, the prefect of Wenqing Mansion is not as good as you. It seems that the emperor of Da Mo is really not good at it." Changyan, why didn't he appoint you as the magistrate?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone who was still very excited when they saw Mr. Jia just now were scared back with tears in their eyes.

They value Mr. Jia, but no matter how respected Mr. Jia is, he can't compare with the emperor.

If they dare to admit it, wait for the heads of the family to move.

Not to mention those people, even Mr. Jia trembled in fright at these words, his complexion changed suddenly, and most of his blood faded.

"Who is talking nonsense?" Mr. Jia reprimanded pretending to be calm, "How dare you slander me so much!"

"Hehehe...you don't admit what you just said?"

It was too noisy just now, and Mr. Jia didn't hear it. Everyone shut up now. The familiar voice made Mr. Jia angry: "Lu Yunxi, you are talking nonsense again!"

How could he forget the stinky girl who made him lose face in the courtroom?

(End of this chapter)