Huang Yihui's beautiful face turned pale, and her two thin eyebrows almost flew up to the Tianling cover. She held on to the armrest of the chair to prevent her from screaming. Her teeth chattered and she looked at Song Huiyue: "You...you are...
What..."
Song Huiyue was looking at the banquet table today. It looked very good. There was a spicy fish soup that was very appetizing. She turned to He Jianghuai and said: "Ask the shopkeeper to open two tables according to this banquet. After everyone eats,
Walk."
He Jianghuai dragged Hu Jinyu over, nodded, pointed a boy out to deliver the message, and forced Hu Jinyu to kneel on the ground: "Madam, look at it, it's almost done."
Hu Jinyu's face was even more beautiful than Tian Jiguang's. Her mouth and nose were bleeding, her eyes were so swollen that she could only open a crack. He Jianghuai tore the soft gauze scarf on his head into pieces, and his hair was messy and hanging on his head.
back.
There was no part of his body that was not in pain, and he hated Song Huiyue for not showing any mercy to him, because with this beating, there was no possibility for him to mediate in front of Zhao and Huang.
Gritting his teeth to suppress the pain, he glared at Song Huiyue: "Madman!"
He was unable to fight back or even take revenge, and could only glare. Song Huiyue treated the Hu family like dead dogs without any fear: "If you dare to touch my people, I will naturally regain my face."
Hu Jinyu was stunned at first. He didn’t know when he was born with the courage to dare to touch people in the market. Then he got angry: "Why do you say it was me who did it! You can’t even find out the damn thing.
On my head!"
Song Huiyue held the teacup, glanced at him, then at Huang Yihui and Zhao Ziyi, and nodded in realization: "If it's not you, then there's someone else."
Hu Jinyu didn't even move a hair on Song Huiyue's head. Instead, he received a severe beating. He was so angry that he was trembling all over: "You're going to beat me if you don't find out clearly?"
Song Huiyue said seriously: "I checked, it's all because the enemy is too cunning."
Hu Jinyu suffocated, and Song Huiyue almost vomited blood and died.
How smart she is, she can guess everything at a casual guess, but she just checks it casually. If she doesn't find out clearly, she just wants to beat him because he is pitiful and can be bullied because he gave money to the Zhang family!
But Song Huiyue was right, he really couldn't do anything, just hit her. His face was rolled down three inches by her, and he could only endure it and couldn't fight back.
Song Huiyue looked down at him: "You want to fight back?"
Hu Jinyu murmured: "No."
While listening to his cowardly words, he felt as if he was in another world, as if at this moment, all the little self-esteem and pride he had left had been trampled under his feet.
The soul is divided into two, one part is in the body, and the other part is floating outside. He examines his behavior - he has done nothing wrong. If he wants to preserve the Hu family's place in Dingzhou, he must be like this, able to bend and stretch, endure hardships, and put his own
Kindness is buried deep in the heart and will never see the light of day.
Song Huiyue waved her hand to He Jianghuai to let go of Hu Jinyu, turned to look at Zhao and Huang, and said with a smile: "Then which one of you is taking advantage of my people?"
Huang Yihui prides herself on being a powerful person, and all three of her younger brothers make her docile and obedient, not even daring to say a word. Only today did she realize that she was just making a small fuss.
She was fearful and took the lead in clearing herself from suspicion: "It has nothing to do with me. Now I want to keep the remaining business of the Huang family, and I cannot and do not want to become enemies with you."
Song Huiyue nodded: "That makes sense. Where is Mr. Zhao?"
In his own territory, Zhao Ziyi originally said the same thing, but now that a little girl was so contemptuous of persecution, a fire of ignorant karma jumped up from his ribs to the top of his head, and was suppressed again.
He snorted from his nose: "Little lady, don't bite people randomly."
Before Song Huiyue could say anything, a younger brother rushed in from outside. His temples were sweating and there were beads of sweat on his forehead: "Madam, someone went to Brother He's house to steal Niuniu. Let's catch him and question him."
It is said that Mr. Hu did it..."
Hu Jinyu said coldly: "It has nothing to do with the Hu family, you just beat me to death, and that's the same thing."
Before the younger brother finished speaking, he quickly said: "It is indeed not the property of the Hu family. Someone has seen the man who stole Niuniu. He said he sold it to the Zhao family several times."
Zhao Ziyi had countless gambling houses, and the people who were in charge were anxious and would often gamble away their wives and children. If the Zhao family wanted to make a fortune, they could not cut off a piece of flesh from a person, so they had to help sell the person.
After hearing this, Huang Yihui couldn't help but take a look at her former father-in-law and thought: "The self-righteous old man deserves to be capsized in the gutter."
Zhao Ziyi naturally refused to acknowledge him, but without him, He Jianghuai had already clenched his fists and punched him, pinning him to the ground like a hammer.
Hu and Huang looked on and felt very happy at the same time.
After the beating, Song Huiyue stood up and walked out, saying, "If you go to the He family to steal Niu Niu's debt, 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 his strength: "Dream!"
Song Huiyue heard it and laughed, thinking that the dream was quite beautiful, but Tian Jiguang was the only one who suffered skin injuries.
Yin Xiao followed her and whispered: "Madam, do you want me to stab him to death?"
He Jianghuai was so close that he trembled on the spot.
Song Huiyue, on the other hand, waved her hands calmly: "Be nice and let them go dog-eat-dog."
"yes."
He Jianghuai thought about it carefully and felt that it would be better to let them bite each other. The more noisy the Zhao, Huang, and Hu families are, the more stable the relationship will be.
The crowds of spectators were like a flood, flooding the first floor of Yan Hui's main store. He craned his neck to wait for the people upstairs to go down, and also waited for the official officials from the yamen to come. However, strangely, the people upstairs did not go down, and the officials also did not go down.
It was as if he didn't get the news and didn't show up at all.
Li Jun watched Song Huiyue enter another pavilion surrounded by everyone, and smiled twice at the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, I'm done with my work. Let's quickly arrange the table we want."
The shopkeeper was extremely anxious, fearing that he would be involved in a life-threatening lawsuit. Now he felt relieved when he saw that everything was peaceful and no one in the cabinet shouted "It's a murderer".
It seemed like it was just a group fight - this kind of thing happens often. The scholars drank too much and often fought over a few worthless poems. The most important thing was to see if the tables and chairs were broken.
He weighed the money in his hand and thought that he could afford to pay for it even if it was smashed. He turned around and ran to the kitchen to pass the food, and cursed again: "You lazy guy, I don't know where he will die if I ask him to report to the official."
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The spectators on the first floor watched a show that had no beginning and no end, and the distinguished guests who were not beaten came downstairs to be humiliated. They all felt unhappy, let out a few nonsense words in their mouths, and dispersed unhappy.
The happiest person was only Song Huiyue and her party. They had a sumptuous meal from top to bottom and drank two full bottles of wine. When they went out, they all thought that this evening was a great thing.
Only with Song Huiyue here can they be so "beautiful", otherwise with He Jianghuai's straight temper, they might have already fought against the Hu family.
Song Huiyue ate spicy fish soup and drank a bowl of sweet sugar-cooled water, and returned to the barracks satisfied.
Li Jun was drunk and unconscious. He rolled under the bed and fell asleep with King Chen in his arms. He was very happy.