Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"No, Wife, I still want mine. Didn't the doctor say it's getting better? Even though it's difficult, I have to persist."

Finally, he prescribed the medicine again and returned to the carriage, only to find that Lin Fusheng had not returned yet.

"Let's wait a little longer. Maybe it's delayed because of the crowd. This pharmacy is famous. Even if we get lost, we can still inquire and come back. If we go looking for it, we're afraid we'll get lost and waste our time."

Several people were waiting near the carriage, looking around if they had nothing to do.

Tang Xing: "Hey, is the person behind that person Brother Fusheng?"

Everyone looked over and saw that the people in front of them were semi-acquaintances.

"Shopkeeper Leng, I haven't seen you for a long time. How is business lately?"

Song Ting took the initiative to say hello, and Leng Shanshan also held the pig head meat in his hand and said, "It's good. The people in your embroidery workshop got lost. I happened to pass by and brought it back to you."

"Ah, thank you so much, Shopkeeper Leng. Our resort will be opening soon, so come over and it will be lively."

"Okay, I'm still thinking about the barbecue."

Leng Shanshan left after exchanging pleasantries.

"Master, I'm sorry, I came back late. After shopping, I suddenly lost my way."

"It's okay. It'll be good if you come back. This is your first time leaving like this. Get in the car and go home."

When we arrived at Song's house, it was already dark, and the dinner at home had been heated twice.

"Here, pig tongue and pig ears, add enough spicy food."

cold pork tongue

"Thank you, Madam Wife, I've been thinking about you all day."

The pig tongue is very thick, the pig ears are cut into shreds and taste crispy, and the braised sauce is very refreshing.

Cold pork ears

I spent half a month peacefully. Because of the previous publicity, more and more people came to the embroidery workshop.

Anyway, people in Ping'an Town still think it's a good deal to go to a place that only costs a penny. After all, the embroidery workshop in the town has closed down, and Bai Wei is missing. The place is already being renovated, and it's not an embroidery workshop business anyway.

"Master Chang, I had something to do at home that day, so I couldn't promote the embroidery workshop with you. I still regret it." Li Zhuangzhuang said aggrieved.

"There will be more opportunities in the future. I will take you there next time."

The embroidery workshop was very lively, the designs were selling well, and the prices were fair. Gradually, the work spread from one person to another, and soon it became famous.

However, I also have to thank Shen Zhiying from the side.

"Miss Song, I have your letter."

"Zhu Yuan, there are things sent by your family."

Song Tingran left the embroidery workshop and took the letter. This was a letter from Chen Xiangyin. It said that her side was very smooth.

Many dignitaries were very angry when they found out that the things they had paid a lot of money to buy were stolen goods. They directly drew a clear line with Tianzi Embroidery Studio and spread the word, saying that they did not know about it. If the government office needed it, they could cooperate. Evidence collection.

The Prime Minister's Office was the real owner of Tianzi Embroidery Workshop. This incident caused a sensation, and Chen Xiangyin privately raised the matter with the empress.

The Prime Minister's Office asked directly and said that they really wanted to cooperate with the Song Family Embroidery Workshop, but they didn't know that Shen Zhiying had done so many evil things.

After visits and investigations, the evidence for this matter was conclusive, and the government office in Shengjing City quickly handed over the matter.

In the end, Shen Zhiying and his confidants were sentenced to be beheaded, and the rest of the relevant personnel were transferred to the prison in Shengjing City, and Tianzi Embroidery Workshop was closed for rectification.

As the prime minister, as the head of the family, he was punished by the empress for this matter and was not allowed to do business again in the future.

Song Tingran was overjoyed. In this way, the matter was over, and the prime minister would not take action again for the sake of her prosperity and wealth for the rest of her life.

She looked at the time on it again. Shen Zhiying was executed directly in Ping'an Town, today.

"Changyuqiao, let's go to the town and see the scene of that evil man's head falling to the ground. Do you want to go?"

Chang Yuqiao walked over and knew it was Shen Zhiying's execution, so he immediately agreed.

Li Zhuangzhuang thought he was going to promote the embroidery workshop, and he was very excited. In the end, Chang Yuqiao left him to practice needlework, and his smile disappeared instantly.

Qi Gui was still talking to Zhu Yuan at the gate of the embroidery workshop, and Song Tingran didn't care. She asked Xiao Yuchen to help tie the carriage, and she went to the second floor of the inner courtyard to find Wen Ci.

Wen Ci has recovered a lot and is holding Cancan in his arms while looking at the scenery in the backyard. The grape trellis behind is growing lushly.

"Wen Ci, Shen Zhiying is going to be beheaded. This is my revenge for you. At noon today, I will take you to see his head fall to the ground."

Wen Ci burst into tears immediately, tears fell on Cancan's face, and he wiped them away gently.

"Master Wife, please wait for me while I clean up."

"There's no rush, there's still time."

Wen Ci found Wen Li and asked him to help take care of him. Then he sat in front of the mirror and started arranging his hair.

Song Tingran looked at his appearance and felt distressed in her heart. He could no longer have children. It was better to hide this matter. Otherwise, if he knew about it, his newly recuperated body might be ruined.

There were many people around the execution ground. Magistrate Ding made public what Shen Zhiying had done and posted notices that could be seen in many places in Ping'an Town.

As a result, the reputation of the Song Family Embroidery Workshop has grown to a higher level, and even high-ranking officials in the city want to cooperate. Daniu Village once again stands out among many villages because of the reputation of this embroidery workshop.

Shen Zhiying knelt on the beheading platform, his hands tied behind his back. There were two mighty beheading officers beside him, and the machetes in their hands exuded a cold light.

Many people threw rotten vegetable leaves on the chopping platform. Shen Zhiying couldn't avoid it and didn't want to. He was just looking for something in the crowd.

Suddenly, his eyes were locked on Song Tingran.

"Now that I'm going to die, tell me, what is that thorny stone?"

Magistrate Ding did not stop him. Before the executioner was beheaded, if there were family members, they could take a last look at him.

Wen Ci nervously held Song Tingran's hand, and Chang Yuqiao was also a little nervous.

"It's okay. He's going to die soon. He's safe. Don't worry."

Wen Ci and Chang Yuqiao felt a little relieved, but still looked at Shen Zhiying with hatred.

"Shen Zhiying, from beginning to end, there are no thorny stones, never."

"Hahahahaha, forget it if you don't tell me. It's boring. I always lose when I lose to you. You always have to make it up to me. Tell me, Mei Shuangjin, was it you who killed me?"

Every question Shen Zhiying asked was detrimental to Song Tingran. She sighed and shook her head.

"I don't believe it. After all, I saw you had a funeral needle."

"Like have you ever seen a thorny stone?"

Now Shen Zhiying's sanity has been doubted by everyone.

The image of Mei Shuangjin before her death appeared in Song Tingran's mind. This person, even the punctuation marks in a sentence were fake, so cunning.