I am a thief in the Tang Dynasty

"He is brave and resourceful, and a good talent!"

Fang Yiyi smiled and said, "He is indeed a talented person. He will definitely make great contributions to the Tang Dynasty in the future!"

His evaluation immediately made Zhao Xuemin's evaluation of Xue Li even higher.

There was a strange light flashing in those beautiful, foxy eyes!

......

The ruffian was completely desperate at this moment as he looked at the crowd that had gathered around him, all shouting and calling for his death.

He didn't expect that he would beat an old man just for grabbing a piece of porridge.

It even came to the point where he lost his life.

Also, the Fang family that gave out the porridge was actually the family of Fang Xuanling, the prime minister of the time.

He is really looking for death by carrying a lantern to the toilet!

The ruffian knelt down immediately and kowtowed to Xue Li, begging desperately:

"Please spare my life, I don't want to die!"

"I was bewildered and insulted you."

"Please, spare me..."

Before he could finish his words, Xue Li threw a punch at the back of his head.

Click!

The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded.

The troublemaker fell to the ground in an instant.

The strong body, which did not look like that of a refugee, began to twitch rapidly.

After a few breaths, the ruffian was completely motionless and dead.

Xue Li waved his hand and Liu Erniu and others didn't need to step forward.

There were enthusiastic refugees who quickly stepped forward, carrying the body of the ruffian and walking away into the distance.

The riots were completely over.

Order was restored at the soup kitchen.

However, one of the Fang family's porridge stalls was crushed by the refugees.

Two porridge buckets that could be hugged by two people fell to the ground.

The hot rice porridge mixed with the soil exudes fragrance and heat.

All the refugees looked at the wasted food with heartache and regret in their eyes.

Yang Mi pursed her lips tightly, her big eyes were filled with mist, as if she could cry at any time.

At this time, a skinny little kid squatted beside the porridge on the ground with a look of longing on his face.

The little kid swallowed his saliva and asked timidly:

"Pretty sister, this porridge is dirty. If no one wants to eat it, can you give it to me?"

As he spoke, he reached out his skinny little hand to the rice porridge that had mixed with dirt and turned yellow and turbid.

Yang Mi couldn't hold back any longer and tears fell. Her unmade-up face was wet with tears, making people feel pity and pity for her.

She stepped forward, held the skinny and dirty hand, and stopped him:

"Be good, these are dirty. If you eat them, you will get an upset stomach and get sick!"

"There's a lot of clean porridge over there. Shall we go there and eat?"

The little kid looked at the endless team not far away, pursed his lips, and said aggrievedly:

"There are so many people over there, I don't know how long it will take to get in line."

"I'm really hungry. This porridge is just mixed with dirt. It's not dirty!"

As he spoke, the little kid stretched out his other hand, scooped up a handful of yellowish rice porridge, and stuffed it into his mouth, regardless of the scalding heat.

Yang Mi stopped him again, knocked down the rice porridge, picked up the baby, and walked towards the porridge shed next to him.

When she left, there was no one watching over her. A group of refugees rushed over, scooped up the yellow turbid rice porridge and stuffed it into their mouths.

Chapter 342 Sanlang, I really didn't mean it, don't be angry

Yang Mi trembled violently as he watched this scene, and said sadly:

"Wow, don't eat it!"

"These are dirty and will upset your stomach!"

"Wow, you guys, don't eat it!!!"

not far away.

Chai Xueying took in all of Yang Mi's reactions, and she praised him highly:

"My dear, this young lady is really kind-hearted and pretty."

"Since she is willing to work for our Fang family, why not take her into our courtyard and let her be a maid?"

Fang Yiyi waved his hand quickly and said, "Even if he is kind-hearted, he shouldn't be accepted into our courtyard."

"They serve us well in spring, summer, autumn and winter."

Chai Xueying said without question: "Chun, Xia, Qiu and Dong are soldiers after all, and they are all very good at killing the enemy in battle."

"But serving people is still very rough, so I have to find someone this gentle."

After saying that, she didn't give Fang Yiyi another chance to refuse, and hurriedly rushed towards Yang Mi holding up her skirt. Liqiu and Lidong hurriedly followed to protect Chai Xueying.

Fang Yiyi, with a wry smile on his face, couldn't help but sighed while covering his forehead:

"No, my dear lady, why do you want to recruit women into the yard?"

At the same time, he ordered: "At the beginning of spring and summer, drive away those refugees who pick up dirty porridge, and invite a few doctors to treat these refugees one by one!"

"Yes, my dear!" Lichun and Lixia quickly responded.

Zhao Xuemin, who was standing by, blinked her charming eyes and asked curiously:

"Why, the princess found a beautiful lady for you in your yard, but you still don't want to?"

There was no one around Chai Xueying.

As Zhao Xueying spoke, she unscrupulously ran her plump fingers across her snow-white, graceful collarbone.

Fang Yiyi's eyes couldn't help but sweep across the beautiful scenery under the collarbone.

He quickly moved away and said with a dark face:

"I'm not willing to do that! I can't handle it!"

"If Xueying finds me another beauty, it will cost me my life!"

giggle~

The suggestive words made Mingli teacher Zhao Xuemin laugh so hard that her body shook and her breasts trembled, which was very attractive.

Fang Yiyi took a deep breath to keep himself calm, his face still dark, his eyes cold as he said:

"Xueying is straightforward and says whatever she wants, but she has a simple mind."

"Don't do anything weird to her in the future."

"I really don't like your words and actions just now."

"If you have anything to say, come to me!"

Zhao Xuemin panicked and turned pale.

She was born in an ordinary family, and even though she changed her fate, she became the concubine of Prince Yan, a royal relative envied by countless people.

But she did not receive much respect or care, and she had a difficult time.

Before, Fang Yiyi mistook her for his beloved wife and had sex with her.

The subsequent contacts not only brought her unimaginable bliss.

It also brought her care and love that she had never had before.

Now she saw Fang Yiyi's misunderstanding, she felt worried and wronged, and said pitifully:

"Sanlang, I, I really didn't use any tricks just now."

"I just wanted to get closer to you, but I didn't pay attention to the limits and caused the princess to misunderstand me."

"I will change it later!"

"Believe me, I will change!"

Fang Yiyi was frightened by Zhao Xuemin's reaction.

I didn't expect that this cunning concubine of Prince Yan would lose her composure.

There are so many people around now. It will be troublesome if we are seen by outsiders!

Fang Yiyi reminded in a low voice: "Be more normal, don't let anyone find out!"

In an instant, Zhao Xuemin came back to her senses and resumed her usual dignified demeanor.

But she said cautiously in a charming voice:

"Sanlang, I really didn't mean it."

"I didn't expect the princess to apologize to me. I was afraid you would be angry, so I panicked and said something that would cause the princess to misunderstand me."

"Will you trust me?!"

Chapter 343 Are you willing to come to my courtyard and serve me and my husband personally?

The beautiful woman's pitiful eyes, begging words, and reasonable explanation made Fang Yiyi's anger dissipate a lot, and he even felt a little distressed and self-blame.

But facing this woman who looked seductive and cunning like a fox, Fang Yiyi continued to criticize her:

"I believe you, I misunderstood."

"But remember, it's best for us to keep some distance."

"If someone finds out, I don't need to tell you what will happen to you and me."

Zhao Xuemin nodded her head slightly, looked at Fang Yiyi deeply, turned around and walked towards the porridge stall with the emblem of Prince Yan hanging on it.

After she took a few steps, she raised the corners of her mouth and murmured cunningly:

"Hey, I won't listen to you. I'm going to get closer to you."

The jade-white soft hands stroked the plump and smooth chin.

Zhao Xuemin's eyes flickered, and she whispered, "I didn't expect that a misunderstanding would lead to an unexpected surprise."

"Next, I will visit Chai Xueying, which will be justified."

"If someone sees this, they will just think that I am trying to establish a friendly relationship with the Fang family on behalf of the King of Yan."

"Hee hee hee......"

Thinking of the wonderful thing, Zhao Xuemin couldn't help but smile.

......

In the Fang family porridge shed, Yang Mi took her little kid to the queue to get porridge.

She was even more worried that the baby would be snatched away, so she left him behind the porridge stall and fed him mouthful by mouthful.

This action made many refugees in the queue glare at the baby with dissatisfaction.

He glared at Yang Mi resentfully again, and then had no choice but to queue up obediently.

Chai Xueying came behind Yang Mi.

Watching her feed the baby patiently and gently without getting tired of it.