win the hairpin

Huang Yihui's face turned pale, and the two thin eyebrows she drew almost flew to the top of the Tianling cover. She forced herself to hold on to the armrest of the chair to keep her voice from screaming, her teeth chattered, and she looked at Song Huiyue: "What are you doing?"

Song Huiyue was looking at today's table. It looked very good. There was a spicy fish soup that was very appetizing. She turned to He Jianghuai and said, "Let the shopkeeper set up two tables according to this table. Everyone eat it before eating." Walk."

He Jianghuai dragged Hu Jinyu over, nodded, then pointed out a boy to pass on the message, and forced Hu Jinyu to kneel on the ground: "Miss, take a look, it's almost done."

Hu Jinyu's face was more beautiful than Tian Jiguang's, his mouth and nose were bleeding, his eyes were so swollen that he could only open a gap, the soft gauze Tang scarf on his head was torn to shreds by He Jianghuai, and his hair was messy hanging down his head back.

There was no pain in his whole body, and he hated Song Huiyue for not showing him any sympathy, because after this beating, he had no chance of mediating in front of Zhao and Huang.

Gritting his teeth to suppress the pain, he glared at Song Huiyue: "Crazy!"

He was powerless to fight back, even powerless to take revenge, so he could only glare, and Song Huiyue treated the Hu family like a dead dog without any fear: "If you dare to touch my people, I will naturally save face."

Hu Jinyu was stunned at first, not knowing when he had the guts to touch people in the market, and then he was furious: "Why do you say that I did it! If you don't know what the hell you are, just settle the account On my head!"

Holding the teacup, Song Huiyue glanced at him, then at Huang Yihui and Zhao Ziyi, and nodded with a sudden realization: "If it's not you, then it's someone else."

Hu Jinyu didn't even move a single hair of Song Huiyue. Instead, she was beaten severely, trembling with anger: "You came to beat me without finding out?"

Song Huiyue said seriously: "I checked, and it's all because the enemy is too cunning."

Hu Jinyu suffocated, almost causing Song Huiyue to vomit blood and die.

How smart she is, she can guess things casually, but she just checks casually, if she doesn't check clearly, she wants to beat him because he is pitiful and deceitful, and because he gave money to the Zhang family!
But what Song Huiyue said was right, he really couldn't do anything, he just hit him, and his face made her roll down three inches, he could only bear it, and couldn't fight back.

Song Huiyue looked down at him: "You want to call back?"

Hu Jinyu murmured: "No."

While listening to his cowardly words, he felt as if he had passed away, as if at this moment, all the little self-esteem and arrogance he had left had been trampled under his feet.

The soul is divided into two parts, one part is inside the body and the other part is floating outside. Examine his own behavior - he did nothing wrong. To preserve the Hu family's place in Dingzhou, he has to be like this, able to bend and stretch, endure hardships, and put his own Kindness is buried in the bottom of my heart and will never see the light of day.

Song Huiyue waved He Jianghuai to let go of Hu Jinyu, turned to look at Zhao and Huang, and said with a smile, "Then which of you two is making fun of me?"

Huang Yihui boasted that she was a powerful person, and her three younger brothers were tame to her, and she didn't dare to say a word. It was only today that she realized that she was just playing around. …

Feeling fearful, she took the lead in clearing herself of the suspicion: "It has nothing to do with me. Now I want to keep the rest of the Huang family's business, and I can't and don't want to be enemies with you."

Song Huiyue nodded: "That makes sense, where is Master Zhao?"

In Zhao Ziyi's own territory, he always said what he said, but now that a little girl despises and oppresses her so much, a fire of ignorance in his heart rises from his ribs to the top of his head, and it is suppressed again.

He snorted through his nose: "Little lady, don't bite people indiscriminately."

Before Song Huiyue could speak, a younger brother rushed in from outside. The younger brother ran profusely with sweat, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead: "Miss, someone went to Brother He's house to steal Niu Niu, let's catch him and ask him." Said it was Mr. Hu who moved his hands."

Hu Jinyu said coldly: "It has nothing to do with the Hu family, even if you beat me to death, that's what you said."

Before the younger brother finished speaking, he hurriedly said: "It's really not the property of the Hu family. Someone who stole Niu Niu's teeth has been seen before, and it is said that he sold someone to the Zhao family several times."

Zhao Ziyi has countless gambling houses in his hands, and people who are close to him are impatient. Some people gamble away their wives and children.

After hearing this, Huang Yihui couldn't help but gouged out her former father-in-law, thinking: "You self-righteous old thing deserves to capsize in the gutter."

Zhao Ziyi naturally didn't recognize him, but he didn't need to recognize him, He Jianghuai had already smashed him with his fists, nailing him to the ground like hammering rice cakes.

Hu and Huang watched from the sidelines, feeling very happy at the same time.

After the fight, Song Huiyue stood up and walked out, saying: "Go to the He family to steal Niu Niu's debts, and you can use half of the Zhao family's gambling room to pay for it."

Zhao Ziyi lay on the ground and shouted with the remaining three points of strength: "Dream!"

Song Huiyue laughed when she heard it, thinking that this dream was quite beautiful, but Tian Jiguang was the only one who suffered skin trauma.

Yin Xiao followed behind her and said in a low voice: "Mistress, do you want me to stab him to death?"

He Jianghuai was so close that he shuddered on the spot.

But Song Huiyue waved her hand calmly: "Be gentle, let them bite dogs."

"Yes."

After thinking about it carefully, He Jianghuai also felt that it would be better for them to let their dogs bite their dogs. The more noisy the Zhao, Huang, and Hu families were, the more stable the discussion would be.

The onlookers were like a flood, submerging the first floor of Yanhui's main store, stretching their necks, waiting for the people upstairs to go down, and waiting for the officials in the yamen to come, but strangely, the people upstairs did not go down, and the officials did not go down. It was as if he hadn't gotten the news and didn't show up at all.

Li Jun watched Song Huiyue enter another pavilion surrounded by everyone, and smiled at the shopkeeper twice: "Shopkeeper, my work is done, we need to set up the table quickly."

The shopkeeper was extremely anxious, fearing that he would be involved in a life lawsuit. Seeing that everything was peaceful and no one in the pavilion yelled "Killed!", he felt relieved.

It seems that it is just a group fight - this kind of thing often happens. When scholars drink too much, they often fight over a few worthless poems. The most important thing is to see if they have broken the tables and chairs.

He weighed the money in his hand, thinking that he would be able to afford it if he smashed it, turned around and ran to the back kitchen to pass the dishes, and cursed again: "Lazy, if you ask him to report to an official, he doesn't know where he died. "

The spectators on the first floor watched a play without beginning and end, and felt uncomfortable seeing the beaten distinguished guests come downstairs to embarrass themselves.

Song Huiyue and his party were the happiest. They ate a sumptuous meal from top to bottom, and drank a full two tanks of fine wine. When they went out, they all thought that this evening was done beautifully.

They could be so "beautiful" only if Song Huiyue was there, otherwise, with He Jianghuai's straightforward temper, they might have already fought the Hu family.

Song Huiyue ate the spicy fish soup, drank a bowl of sweet cold water with sugar, and returned to the barracks contentedly.

Li Junzui was unconscious, rolled under the bed and fell asleep with Wang Chen in his arms, and was also very happy.