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

Who took it first is very important, it is related to the truth of the matter, and it is also related to the face of the prefect.

The stall owner was just trying to make a living, and when he was asked this question, he felt numb all over.

"Speak, I'm mute. Tell me quickly. Who did you see? The one who got the flower and butterfly pendant first?"

"Yes, Miss, you got it first."

As soon as these words came out, the prefect lady nodded with satisfaction, looked at Song Lingjia proudly, and glanced at Song Tingran.

The housekeeper was also shocked and asked Song Leyu to return the butterfly pendant.

"This is wrong. The word "return" is not appropriate. No one has paid for the things in this stall. How can we return them? Also, the owner of this stall is in the same nest as you snakes and rats. He clearly saw it. He didn't dare to speak out the truth, which shows that this local official is a good official."

The prefect lady was arrogant, but she could also hear the irony in it, and she pointed at Song Tingran and cursed.

Song Lingjia returned the favor mercilessly, and Song Tingran hugged her as she was about to rush out.

A Korean girl was passing by in a carriage. Han Congyu wanted to see the excitement, so he opened the curtain and took a look.

At this glance, he actually saw Song Tingran's family, and they seemed to be in big trouble.

Miss Han would never sit idly by and asked the driver to stop the carriage and walked over.

"Sister Song? Why did you come to Guan Xiangcheng and you didn't even hear a word?"

Song Tingran was surprised that such a big Guan Xiangcheng was really pitiful when it came to fate.

"Aunt Song, we haven't seen you for a long time. Is my brother Congxing here?" Han Congyu asked expectantly.

"Xingzi didn't come, and it was unexpected that he came to take charge of Xiangcheng this time." Song Tingran finished answering Han Congyu, and then said to Miss Han: "I originally planned to put things in order before going to see my sister."

Miss Han immediately held her arm to express her understanding, and then looked at Miss Magistrate.

She also didn't expect that she would actually be facing off against a well-known young lady in Guan Xiangcheng.

"So you are from Gaohu Restaurant. No wonder you dare to rob something. However, a small restaurant, which is just a place for eating and drinking, is nothing."

The prefect did not take the Korean girl seriously, and the housekeeper also knew that Song Tingran was just a good friend of the owner of Gaohu Restaurant. Now that he knew the details, he was no longer worried.

Girl Han: "You are the prefect's daughter. We, the common people, respect you, but you are not allowed to roam the streets."

Miss Magistrate was choked again and felt uncomfortable. She was the oldest child in the family. She had been coaxed since she was a child. No one had ever dared to talk to her like this.

This time several people came at once, and no matter whether they recognized them or not, they showed no mercy to her.

Miss Han quickly asked about the process in detail, and found out everything. It was indeed the fault of the prefect's family, and she was the one who did it first.

"Sister Song, the prefect has a son now, and he dotes on this little girl very much. It won't be easy to handle this matter if it gets too big. It's better to resolve it peacefully. My family owns an inn, and I have some friendship with the prefect. I You can make peace out of it.”

It's a good thing to be able to turn big things into small things, and turn small things into small things. However, Song Tingran didn't want his child to be wronged, and he was not a treasure that he got with great difficulty.

"Mother, this happened because of me. I am willing to give her this flower and butterfly pendant, so let's forget it." Song Leyu frowned and said.

"Xiao Yu, do you really want to do this, or do you want to save your mother some trouble?"

Song Leyu looked at the flower and butterfly pendant in his hand and said: "It doesn't matter if you have this thing or not, I don't care, but it is really difficult to waste our family's time on this matter and let my mother have to deal with it. install."

Miss Han touched Song Leyu's little head and felt that this child was really sensible.

The prefect lady saw Miss Han and Song Tingran muttering for a long time and guessed that they were scared.

"Miss Magistrate. In the final analysis, this is just for a butterfly pendant that I didn't pay for, so I bought it and gave it to you. Takato Restaurant happens to have an excerpt this afternoon, so please take a look."

"I didn't want this flower and butterfly pendant originally, but when I saw that you liked it, I liked it inexplicably. Since Boss Han is here to persuade me to make peace, I will ignore the fault of the villain."

The prefect lady was domineering and very vindictive. She still remembered that Miss Han did not stand on a united front with her when she first came here. If she hadn't remembered that her mother had said that she should be a little more polite to the owner of Takato Restaurant, she would I won't give her this face.

She rolled her eyes and said to Song Leyu and Song Lingjia: "You guys, kneel down and apologize to me, and then offer this flower and butterfly pendant with both hands, and I will forgive you."

Song Tingran raised his eyebrows. It seems that such a tutor is not a good thing for the prefect, so there is no need to downplay the big issue.

But the prefect lady was much more than that. She looked Han Congyu up and down with disdain in her eyes.

"Miss Han, I heard that your family has a young master who has been in poor health since he was a child. He almost died a few years ago. He was finally saved and raised for the past few years. Are you preparing to get married these days?"

Everyone was surprised. Why are you still concerned about Han Congyu's marriage?

Miss Han didn't say anything, but looked at the prefect vigilantly.

"Miss Han, you don't have to look at me like this. I have good intentions too. You have to know that you will reap what you sow. I have a horse feeder at home. I think he is a perfect match for your young man. Why don't I go back and tell my mother, This is the perfect match for this perfect match."

The housekeeper raised his eyebrows. The horse feeder at home was a disabled girl. The magistrate had just brought her into the mansion recently for the sake of good reputation. Although her age was unknown, judging from her appearance, she must be over forty.

One is a young man from a high-end restaurant in his prime.

One is a disabled horse slave.

The prefect's daughter is so young, she already has a black heart that is despised by others.

"Miss Magistrate, please don't say this nonsense. Our young husband has already made a decision, and there is no such thing as mutual affection. Please be careful in your words and deeds."

"I have good intentions. Although I am feeding horses, I am feeding the horses in our house. He is a rare talent."

Girl Han's hands were shaking with anger, and Han Congyu helped her calm down her anger.

Song Tingran stood up and said: "The young master of the Han family has already made an appointment. He is not blessed to have such a good marriage. When it comes to you, young lady, you have not yet made an appointment. He knows the horse slave very well and must have frequent contacts with her in private. Since we are both in the same mansion, why not ask the magistrate to make the decision and make things happen for you two lovers."

The onlookers roared with laughter.

The housekeeper angrily yelled: "You dare to insult my lady, come here, take her back to the Yamen!"

Song Tingran said with a smile: "I am kind-hearted. Although I am feeding the horses, I am feeding the horses in your house. He is a rare talent."