"Miss, that gangster family wants to force us to death and not give us a way to survive!"

It's a delicious dish from Yu.

It turned out that when the ruffian from that household saw that Yu Cheng actually took out one hundred taels, he immediately regretted that he wanted less. He regretted it in person and said that he had to ask for two hundred taels. If they don't have two hundred taels, they will be asked to give it to their family.

It was obvious that they were occupying the restaurant and required their family to contribute to the work.

Yu Jiayao cried so hard that she was out of breath.

"My father was so angry that he fainted and was forced to go home. Now he is lying on the bed... Miss, can you help me again, if my husband is really going to be beheaded... I, I, Miss, can you think of another way? I know this is a bit difficult for you, but I really have no choice... Please, please..."

No matter how Yunling and Mingzhu tried to help her, Yu Jiayao knelt on the ground, banging her head on the ground.

Yunling is her only life-saving straw.

Yunling was also filled with hatred, "This is clearly a price hike. If I had known, I would have signed a contract with them."

Now, that ruffian has regarded the Yu family as fat meat, and he will not give up until he eats it up.

Seeing the embarrassment on her face, Zhou Qiong was very unconcerned and said to Guan: "Take the wife of the Yu family to the county government office and ask, when will the manslaughter be beheaded? Does the county magistrate understand the law? If not, If you understand, I will personally write to Your Majesty and ask if such a person who doesn’t even understand the law can still bear the responsibility of a county.”

In Dongrui Country, a manslaughter does not need to pay for his life, but only needs to redeem himself with money. If the circumstances are serious or the family of the deceased does not agree, he will be sentenced to exile or imprisonment.

This is obviously a result of people in the government office in the neighboring county disregarding the law and convicting people indiscriminately. In other words, the county magistrate next door deliberately imposed a harsh sentence and was suspected of accepting bribes.

Yunling understood what he meant and said to Yu Jiayao: "If those ruffians want more money, just tell them that your family is no longer free and has to work for the main family to support the children. If they still If you are not satisfied, just let the government decide. Just treat it as a sign of sorry for your husband-in-law, and you can be husband and wife with him in the next life."

"Miss..." Yu Jiayao's eyes were filled with tears and she almost fainted.

Guan Yi went up to help her, "Ms. Yu, please relax, we are just asking the county magistrate to judge the crime fairly. It is just a trivial matter for our Zhenxihou Mansion."

Zhenxi... Hou Mansion?

Yu Jiainai couldn't tell the difference between official positions at all. For someone like her, the county magistrate was already a very powerful official.

But she still understood the word "houfu".

She immediately shed her tears and bowed three times to Yunling and Zhou Qiong: "You two are so kind and virtuous, I will repay you with a knotted grass ring in my next life."

Yunling looked at the back of her and Guan Yi leaving, feeling a little heavy.

Without a backer, it is so powerless.

A good family with craftsmanship and financial resources. They were originally living a prosperous life, but because they had no backing, they were bullied by gangsters at will, leading to where they are today.

Zhou Qiong couldn't see her looking so lonely.

"What are you worried about? From now on, you just need to tell Guan Yi to take care of such a small matter, and he will take care of it."

He clearly wanted to comfort people, but his tone was as arrogant as a peacock.

Yunling saluted, "Thank you very much."

Zhou Qiong raised her eyebrows, "Didn't you say you want to cooperate with me? You have surrendered, so I can't help but say no? Don't say thank you again between you and me."

"You used the title of Zhenxihou Mansion in Yuezhou City. If the Liu family finds out, will they impeach you?"

Zhou Qiong stretched out his finger and tapped her on the head, "You're not very smart on weekdays, why do you care about this?"

Yunling was silent.

She has read a lot of history books and knows that many so-called loyalties and traitors are just partisan disputes. In the whirlpool, whether it is a big or small matter, it is an excuse and reason for both sides to attack each other.

She wanted to take advantage of the situation, but she only wanted to use some intimidation behind her so that people would not dare to bully the Tang family easily. She did not want to use the name of Zhenxihou Mansion to put pressure on people in the officialdom.

Zhou Qiong suddenly smiled, leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Don't worry, the Liu family only cares about Ruidu, and their short-sighted eyes will only be on the court and on the golden throne. Yuezhou Yu It means something different to us, but in their eyes it is just like a remote place in a remote area, and they don’t even care.”

"There was once a particularly great person who said, don't underestimate the people. The smaller the place, the more opportunities there are. He finally won the victory with the power of the people." She said with an encouraging tone.

Zhou Qiong lowered his eyes and looked at her, "In the future, you don't need to be so careful. In Yuezhou City, my name, including the name of Zhenxihou Mansion, is up to you to use!"

Yunling originally wanted to go home directly, but Mrs. Mo was worried and insisted that she stay one night.

It was getting late, and Yun Ling was worried about Yu Jiaicai, so she agreed.

After dinner, Xu Xiangxiang took Mrs. Mo to see the novelties she had found, while Zhou Qiong slowly handed a letter to Yunling.

"A letter from the third prince to you."

Yunling took it with a smile, "I have forgotten to ask you. Now that you have returned from the Southeast Navy, have you finished the Poseidon Festival hosted by you and the third prince? He should be heading north back to Ruidu at this time, right?"

He said with some regret: "Recently, a lot of new food has been developed at home. If he stays for a day, I will definitely prepare some for him."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qiong shook his head, "The Poseidon Festival is indeed completed, but he is still loyal to the Southeast Navy and will not return to Ruidu in a short time."

Yunling was very surprised, "He is still a child, right? Why is he staying in the Southeast Navy like this?"

Not to mention she was surprised, even Zhou Qiong didn't understand.

Later, I realized it.

His little cousin has grown up.

Before leaving, the third prince gave him a letter.

He used the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from his study, and used the vinegar from his study. After writing the letter, he sealed it with wax and said bluntly that he wanted to give it to Yun Ling. He couldn't read the most important thing.

He actually didn’t let him see it!

Yunling was about to open the letter, but stopped when she saw the beeswax on it.

No matter how young a child is, they still have privacy, and sealing it means keeping it secret.

Zhou Qiong was puzzled, "Why don't you dismantle it?"

"I'll look at it later."

Zhou Qiong frowned, very dissatisfied with her decision, and made an excuse: "Men and women are not allowed to sit at the same table at the age of seven. Although the third prince is a child, you can't do things privately between you. I think... ..”

You'd better watch it in front of me.

Yunling nodded after hearing this.

"You are right. Aunt Xiang and the old lady are not here. I really can't stay with you for a long time, let alone read a letter with you, so I will go back first."

"Mingzhu, let's go see the room that the old lady has prepared for me. Close the door at night and don't let the big mouse run in."

Zhou Qiong: "..."

Shooting yourself in the foot?

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