After exile, I counterattacked with the farm space

The next day, when Cheng Weiyao took his family's female relatives to the street to set up a stall, the street was obviously filled with joy.

She was a little unknown. It was not until the stalls did not learn from the diners' mouths of Zhang Haiyu's "romantic affairs".

"I heard that it was discovered by a beggar who scavenged from the back street of Fireworks Lane this morning. It was a surprise to open the sack. It was still swollen like a pig's head, and I almost didn't recognize it..."

"Who do you think did this? Zhang Haiyu is the only son of the county magistrate. He is usually a baby. Everyone in Qingshi Town knows how dare to provoke this evil star. I think it looks like an outsider did it. "

"Then you can't tell. What if it's a murderer? The government government always collects money that is as high as that of business travelers in the past. It's hard to say that it's not true if you are hated..."

The diners who ate the soup dumplings talked about it with gusto, but there was no sympathy in their brows. Instead, there was a bit of carefreeness, which is enough to show how unpopular Zhang Haiyu is in Qingshi Town.

Cheng Weiyao heard it in his ears, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

From the analysis of the mouths of the diners, those who can quietly bring people out directly from Huajie and Liuxiang must be people with high martial arts skills.Although there are many people who have conflicts with Zhang Haiyu, there are not many who can really retaliate in this way. Cheng Weiyao almost instinctively identified Wen Chengyun as his brother.

During the journey of exile, Wen Chengyun said that his family members were not the only ones to suffer, and most of the conflicts with Wang Gang and others were due to family matters. Although he was not a vengeful man, he would definitely fight back when he touched the bottom line.

But with a smile, Cheng Weiyao couldn't laugh anymore. Could Zhang Haiyu guess one or two of what he could think of?Especially his father, Zhang Daming, who had been in contact with Wang Gang and his group.

How much Wang Gang and Zhang Daming said about Wen Chengyun is still unknown. The only thing that is fortunate is that Wen Chengyun did not show high-strength martial arts in Qingshi Town. The source of the suspicion is simply because the time when Zhang Haiyu was retaliated was too close...

"Leave a way, I didn't see Mr. Zhang, the only son of our county magistrate, coming. Why don't you have any vision! Get up! Make room!"

A row of yamen servants with knives cleared the way, and when they came to Cheng Weiyao's stall, they began to drive people away without any politeness. Shout out.

With such an outrageous travel style, the originally lively streets suddenly lost half of their voices, and the common people did not dare to talk and laugh about Zhang Haoyu, and they could go home if they could.

Those who couldn't go home were basically stall owners like Cheng Weiyao, and it wasn't time to close the stalls, so how could they go back so early.

"Ahem, don't blame me for not reminding you, get your money ready, the real lord will be on stage soon..."

The steamed stuffed bun peddler bent down and mouthed Cheng Weiyao lightly while tidying up the stall, and gestured with the gesture of a purse.

A trace of doubt appeared in Cheng Weiyao's eyes, and he looked at the vendors around him, almost all of them were ordering money.

Seeing the painful faces of these traders, Cheng Weiyao understood, this is the rhythm of preparing to collect protection fees?It's still upright to use people from the government office to order, black!

"What are you doing winking, stand up for me, Mr. Zhang, please~"

The yamen servant bent down and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, smiling obsequiously, and almost engraved the word licking the dog on his face.In the past, this kind of work was done by the servants of the Zhang family, but today there is no way, the ancestor came to the door and asked for the noodles.

Can the request of the magistrate's only son be refused?That's not to say what is what, cooperation is over.

"Wei Yao, there is indeed a rule in our town to pay the protection fee, but I heard that it is paid once a month. We have only set up a stall here for a few days, so there should be no need to pay..."

Auntie spoke hesitantly. When she was at the grandfather's house, she was in charge of buying vegetables and cooking, so she knew some unwritten rules of the market.

"Rules are dead, people are alive, people come here to find fault, how can we let us go easily... Auntie, just leave it to me."

Cheng Weiyao lightly patted Auntie's hand to comfort her. Auntie and Imperial Concubine didn't know what happened last night, so naturally they didn't expect that Zhang Haiyu came here specifically for Qingping Palace.

Zhang Haiyu, who appeared on the stage, imitated his father Zhang Daming, and was carried by a boxy soft sedan, but his father was a sick and weak scholar leaning on the soft sedan, which was quite beautiful, and he was a fat boar Paralyzed in the sedan chair, I couldn't bear to look directly at him.

"Young master Zhang, you are so handsome!"

Cheng Weiyao looked at Zhang Haiyu who was obviously swollen in the soft gauze sedan chair, and raised his eyebrows slightly. This person made it clear that he didn't come to fulfill yesterday's promise.Sure enough, I can't believe a word of this kind of man.

Zhang Haiyu heard the faint sarcasm in Cheng Weiyao's words, grabbed the armrest of the soft sedan chair, and couldn't help but want to rush out. With his current appearance, even his own father shook his head when he saw it.

Wouldn't going out rashly make Cheng Weiyao a joke?He pretended to be lazy and coughed, and began to preach leisurely.

"Your family has been in Qingshi Town for a while. One side supports the other side. Qingshi Town has the rules of Qingshi Town. Do you have to pay the fee..."

After being taken home by the doctor this morning, Zhang Dahai lay on the bed feeling more and more unable to swallow his breath, so he simply found a plausible reason to trouble the Qingping Prince's family.

Isn't this family running a stall in the city to sell food, then he will try to find a way to get back the money that Cheng Weiyao stole, isn't it?

You can’t go to the meat clip mo and tea egg stalls. One is the princess of Mingcheng, the jewel in the palm, and the other is the woman of the emperor’s old son.

No matter which one is really called back, it is enough to drink a pot by yourself.The only thing that can be bullied is the soup dumpling stall, a concubine who is not favored by the Duke's mansion, a concubine whose body is almost buried in the ground, is just right!
"Mr. Zhang, how much money are you going to ask us to pay? You can just say it. When we get to your treasure land, we won't say no."

Cheng Weiyao responded with a half-smile, she guessed blindly, this guy probably wants to take back yesterday's money, maybe he is still thinking about how to get it?
A bruised and swollen hand stretched out from the soft sedan chair, gestured three characters, and Cheng Weiyao calmly took three liang of silver and put it on the table.

When the yamen servant came forward to collect the cash, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Three pennies are three, and three taels are three. The stall owner's family has only been in Qingshi Town for a long time, and it can be said that paying three taels is a very sensible type.

"Mr. Zhang, this is the filial piety of the people below..."

The yamen servant nodded and bowed, carrying the tray to the side of the soft sedan chair.