The horse stepped on the street made of bluestone and heard the sound of horse hooves. The pedestrians on both sides of the street couldn't help but look back, and saw a pair of golden boys and jade girls, and the man looked beautiful.
She is elegant and elegant. The woman is beautiful and beautiful, and she is ashamed to be in a beautiful place. The two are a perfect match, and they look like a match.
Along the way, Ling Feng led the horse and introduced the scenery along the road to Wu Qiaoyan from time to time. Wu Qiaoyan was also happy to hear this, and in an instant he was her father's enemy.
Enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way.
Suzhou is indeed a beautiful place, which makes people linger. The water city hometown is indeed extraordinary and makes people praise it.
Everything was normal. After seeing this couple, everyone sighed a little and then took their eyes back and continued to do what they should do.
However, at this time, a man in brown clothes on the street was sharp-eyed and recognized the person holding the horse as Ling Feng. The current prefect of Suzhou City could not help but say, "Isn't that the prefect of Suzhou?"
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The person next to him looked at it and said, "Yes, it's him! When I was cutting Qian Wudi in front of Yonghe Gate that day, I stood in the front row. I saw it very clearly. It would be impossible to be wrong. That person must be the prefect!
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"Master Master?" Soon these four words spread in a sensation. One was passed on to ten, ten was passed on to hundreds. The crowd on the street looked at each other and saw that Ling Feng was not wearing official uniforms and dressed in ordinary people's clothes.
Could it be that he is here for a private visit?
It shouldn't be just a private visit, because they all noticed that there was a beautiful woman sitting on the horse led by Ling Feng. Pedestrians on both sides of the street turned their eyes to Wu Qiaoyan sitting on the tall horse.
"Who is that woman?"
"Who else can it be? Of course it is the wife of the prefect. Otherwise, can anyone have such a big air to let the prefect lead the horse for him, but she sat on the horse's back with ease?"
"You're right, I envy that woman..."
The crowd heard a burst of envious voices, one after another. The speaker did not know the real situation. Although he was unintentional, the listener was intentional. These words could not help but drifted into Wu Qiaoyan's ears with the wind.
She was very embarrassed. She sat on such a high horse's back, so eye-catching. She was not as good as she was coming down, nor was she continuing to sit. She wished she could dig a hole in the ground and never come out again.
These words naturally entered Ling Feng's ears. He didn't say anything, but just sighed secretly that he was so low-key, not wearing any official uniforms, but just wearing an ordinary person's clothes, and he could still be recognized. It seems that
It is not a good thing to be famous.
Ling Feng ignored it. As long as he did not take the initiative to admit that he was the prefect of Suzhou, I believe these people would soon disperse and walked forward for a while. Seeing that there was people in front of him, it seemed that something had happened.
matter.
Ling Feng frowned slightly and looked up at Wu Qiaoyan, "Qiaoyan, please wait for me here for a while. I'll see what happened. I'll be back soon." After saying that, Ling Feng didn't wait for Wu Qiao.
Yan replied, and handed the reins in his hand to Wu Qiaoyan and walked over quickly.
"Wait, I want to go and see it too..." Before Wu Qiaoyan finished speaking, Ling Feng had already walked into the crowd watching in front. She sighed helplessly, gently pinched the horse's belly, and rode.
The horse walked over.
Ling Feng finally pulled away the crowd and saw that there were people in front of a restaurant called Fuguilou.
A middle-aged man with a wide body and a fat body, Ge Fugui said indifferently: "Put me hard, so that you can know that thieves are not allowed in my Fugui Building!"
"Don't hit my dad anymore, please." A little boy in his teens kept begging, but was also pushed away coldly.
I saw three thugs who looked very thick and strong kicking at a man wearing a gray torn dress and undressed face, and kept cursing, "You dead beggar, you dare to steal if you don't have money."
You can eat the buns in Fugui Building! I won’t beat you to death!”
"Don't beat it anymore, don't beat it anymore... I didn't steal the bun, I picked it up on the ground. My child and I haven't eaten anything in two days..." The man in gray covered his head and tried his best on the ground.
While struggling, he was still holding the bun tightly in his hand, hoping that a kind-hearted person would help him, but there were only people around him watching, and no one was willing to take action. A few of them looked at him with sympathy, but
He was soon infected by the people around him and began to curse and point fingers at the man in gray.
One of the three thugs suddenly snatched the bun from his hand, then handed the bun to Ge Fugui, and said respectfully: "Boss, I've snatched the bun for you."
"Good done!" Ge Fugui snorted coldly, threw the buns directly on the ground, then stepped on them, crushed them, soon the buns became unrecognizable and turned into a bad cake. He sneered, "I
Even if you step on it, you won't give it to you! A stinky beggar! He dares to steal the buns in my Fugui Building. I think you don't want to live anymore! He beat me to death! Let people know that the things in my Fugui Building cannot be casual.
Stealed!"
"Yes, boss!" The three strong thugs continued to fight. The man in gray could only cover his head helplessly, enduring the pain caused by their punches and kicks.
The little boy was at a loss, looked at Ge Fugui with tears in his eyes, begging: "My father really didn't steal your buns. The buns were really picked up by him on the ground. Don't hit him anymore, just hit him if you want to.
I!"
"Beat you?! Don't think you are a child, so I dare not hit you. Tell you, I will beat you if you don't miss it! I see that you two are sneaky and must have stolen a lot of them in my Fugui Building.
Things! Look, I won’t beat you to death!" As he said that, Ge Fugui was about to hit the little boy.
"Stop!" Seeing this scene, Ling Feng rushed forward and held Ge Fugui's hand tightly. He didn't expect that so many onlookers were just watching coldly, and none of them dared to stand up.
Yes, I have to say that this is really a kind of sorrow! Great sorrow! Is it fun to watch? Why can human nature be so indifferent? Why! Is it true that it is true that it is not your own, and you are hanging up!
"What do you want to do?" Ge Fugui couldn't help swallowing his saliva secretly and stammered.
"What do you want to do? What do you think!" Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "Isn't it just a bun? How much does it cost! I'll pay it for them!"
"Two cents!"
"Two cents?" Ling Feng sneered, "Just for just two cents, Is it because of this kind of fight, and don't leave any room for others?"
"I..." Ge Fugui was speechless.
"Give it!" Ling Feng took out a ingot of silver and put it in Ge Fugui's hand. "This money is enough to buy a car of buns! Is it enough!"