The exquisite space of the ruffian concubine

Chapter 66
Soon, the dishes will be ready.Meng Xiaocom took an excuse to go to the kitchen and walked around, and found that these were really made by Yun Feitian, and she was a little impressed by this person.

Everyone ate without taste, but tried their best to smile, and their cheeks were almost stiff.Fortunately, this situation did not last for too long. After a while, the official came with people.

Aunt Zhao took a sip of the soup, chewed the tendons in the soup, her face was a little ferocious - that adult has been the magistrate for many years, how could he be a vegetarian?The people under his hands can drown people alive with a single spit!This time, let's see how you, Meng Xiaosuo, can show your teeth and claws!

Unexpectedly, things did not go as she wished, the official only brought one person.

This person is pretty handsome, with white skin like jade, tall and tall, with a folding fan in his hand, but he doesn't have the slightest elegance.As soon as he saw Meng Xiaosuo's beautiful face, his heart couldn't help but fluctuate, and he said with a smile: "Miss Meng, we meet again."

Aunt Zhao involuntarily opened her mouth wide, a wisp of soup flowed down the corner of her mouth, and the unchewed tendon slipped directly into her belly—this person is... the Duan family master?

Looking at the official behind Young Master Duan, his face was pale at the moment, with cold sweat on his forehead, as if he had been frightened by something, and he didn't have the slightest arrogance before.

Seeing that it was Duan Yiming who came, Meng Xiaosuo lost most of his appetite, put down his chopsticks, frowned and said, "Do you think I beat you too lightly last time?"

As he spoke, his eyes slowly shifted from his slightly stiff face to the arty folding fan in his hand, and his brows frowned even deeper: "After autumn, the weather is very hot, and there are still many mosquitoes, so you need to use a fan? "

As soon as the first half of the sentence came out, everyone was in an uproar—could it be that Mr. Duan was beaten up by Meng Xiaosuo?

Duan Yiming shyly put away the folding fan and held it in his hand: "Miss Meng, my father invites you to come over."

"Why?" Meng Xiaocom asked.

This young master has already said "please", but you still want to ask this question?Duan Yiming was a little annoyed, but because of his father's repeated instructions, he couldn't get angry, so he could only patiently explain: "My father is seriously ill, I want you to go and have a look."

It wasn't that he was really worried about his father's life, but that if his father died, the post of magistrate would be replaced by someone else, and with it, his prominent status would also plummet.

"So that's how it is." Meng Xiaoshu frowned, with a displeased look on his face, "Since that's the case, why did you send an official who didn't understand etiquette in the first place?"

"You mean him?" Duan Yiming pointed to the official behind him.

The official was fighting with each other, his face was pale, he almost fell to his knees: "Ms. Meng redeemed her sins, Miss Meng redeemed her sins, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, please forgive me!"

Meng Xiaocom pulled the corner of his mouth and asked, "Could it be that I look very vicious?"

"No...not." The man shook his head like a rattle.

"Then why are you so afraid of me?" she continued.

"Master Duan...my lord said, if I dare to offend you again, I will reward...reward me a hundred bucks..." The man stammered, wiping the cold sweat off his forehead.When Duan Tai ordered him to come to find someone, he only said, "Ask Miss Xiaoshu to come to the mansion".How did he know that this little comb girl is actually a big Buddha that cannot be offended?
"Is there such a thing?" Meng Xiaocom raised her eyebrows, and looked at Duan Yiming with disdain, "It turns out that this is how your father treats the people under his command."

"That's a hundred boards, don't you think you're still angry?" Duan Yiming didn't understand what she meant.

When the official heard this, he immediately fell to the ground in fright: "Girl, please forgive me, please forgive me..."

At the foot of Mengshan, Duan Tai, the magistrate, is the biggest official, and his status is equivalent to that of the Tu Emperor.Although this person is a petty official, to Duan Tai, he is no different from his servants, he can be beaten if he wants to, and punished if he wants to.

"Okay, okay, I'll leave this dog slave to you. How to deal with it is up to you. My father is sick, so go and see, don't delay any longer!" Speaking of him, Duan Yiming couldn't help being a little impatient.

"Is your father sick?" Meng Xiaoshu asked casually.

"Yes." Duan Yiming nodded.

"What's none of my business?" Meng Xiaosuo snorted.

Such corrupt officials deserve what they deserve when they are sick.Others may not know how much gold, silver and jewels are stored in Duan Tai's small treasury, but she does.Those jade bracelets and ingots of gold are all people's fat and people's ointment from the search.For corrupt officials to do this, it is even worse than Heshen.

Duan Yiming was annoyed, and the folding fan in his hand slammed on the table beside him: "You don't want to toast or eat a fine wine!"

"I never drink." Meng Xiaosu said lightly.

Duan Yiming was stunned, for a moment he didn't know how to respond to this sentence, his face turned blue and pale, and after a while he gritted his teeth and asked: "Then why are you willing to go?"

Meng Xiaosuo thought for a while, rolled her eyes, and suddenly smiled: "I want to invite the whole village to eat here, and the price of the meal..."

Duan Yiming immediately said: "I will pay for the meals!"

Meng Xiaoshu nodded, and from the corner of his eyes, he vaguely saw the ashen face in front of the kitchen pot, which was illuminated by the fire, and the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly deepened: "Shopkeeper, I brought more than a dozen Orphan, I have lived here for nothing for a long time, and today I brought you such a large amount of business as compensation, what do you think?"

"I don't think so." Yun Feitian's tone was a little cold

I'm really not afraid of your displeasure.Meng Xiaocom smiled slightly, stood up, and walked out the door.

"I'll go with you." Gu Zhiyuan stepped forward and said.

"Who is he?" Duan Yiming looked up and down at Gu Zhiyuan who was dressed in coarse cloth and green clothes, his eyes and brows were full of disdain.

Meng Xiaoshu didn't like his behavior as a rich man very much, and frowned slightly: "He's my friend, why, what's your opinion?"

"Since I'm your friend, what can I say? It's just that the sedan chair I brought can only accommodate two people. Look..." Duan Yiming smiled, stopped, and didn't continue talking.

Facts have proved that he really underestimated Meng Xiaocom's dislike for him.

"Look, I'll take the sedan chair with him, you can walk." Meng Xiaocom said lightly, and got into the small soft sedan chair with Gu Zhiyuan, leaving Duan Yiming with an angry face behind.

But soon, she began to regret this decision - she didn't know whether it was the uneven road or the unsteady footsteps of the bearer. From Tongfu Inn to Duan's Mansion, it was a bumpy journey that almost broke the liver Shake out.The most annoying thing was that Gu Zhiyuan was still sitting beside him.

Did this bastard Duan Yiming do it on purpose?Meng Xiaocom tried her best to maintain her balance, although she pretended to be calm, her flushed face soon betrayed her.

(End of this chapter)