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"Thank you for your help, Miss. I went in to find the eldest sister's relics!"

"I remember you!" Song Xiang said, "Do you have somewhere to go?"

The boy shook his head and said, "No!"

"Then come with me!" Song Xiang pulled him and asked as he walked, "What's your name?"

The boy lowered his head and said, "My name is Mo Huzi!"

"Huzi?" Song Xiang couldn't help but feel sympathy when he saw the boy was covered in filth. "There is a young master in my family who needs an errand boy. Are you willing to serve him?"

The boy was originally a poor man, and he made a living doing laundry all day long. When he heard that Song Xiang asked him to serve the young master, he frowned and asked, "Are you responsible for food, food, and housing?"

"If Miss takes care of my food and shelter and gives me new clothes, I will go!"

Song Xiang smiled slightly: "Of course I will take care of food and housing! I will also give you new clothes!"

"Don't worry! I won't let you be a servant all the time. You can serve him for a while first. When I gain fame, I will let you work with me!"

"Really!" Huzi's eyes were shining with stars, "Huzi, thank you girl for your appreciation!"

Song Xiang took him to a bun shop, tied his horse to a pillar nearby, ordered a few buns and two bowls of broth, and sat on a bench with Hu Zi.

"Huzi! With your name, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for you to get married in the future!"

Huzi said expectantly: "From what I see in the girl's dress, she looks like a scholar. Why don't you give me a name?"

Song Xiang smiled and said: "Your surname is Mo, and Mo also means something different. How about I call you Mo Fan! Don't be ordinary!"

In the Dongling Dynasty, it was a great honor to be named by a scholar, so when Huzi heard the new name, he almost knelt down with excitement.

"Thank you girl for the name!"

After the two of them finished eating, Song Xiang took Mo Fan for a stroll along the street, bought some clothes for Mo Fan, and then took Hu Zi to return to the Liang family.

As soon as I walked to the street, I saw a gorgeously decorated carriage passing by.

The strong aroma made Song Xiang sneeze: "Whose carriage is this? It choked me to death!"

"Girl, this is the carriage of the head of the Shen family!" Mo Fan showed a hint of disdain, "I'm afraid he is taking his husband to the lake again!"

"Lake tour?"

Seeing that Mo Fan didn't want to say more, Song Xiang didn't continue to ask, but he always felt that the lake tour Mo Fan mentioned was not as simple as it seemed.

"It's not good! It's not good! I killed someone!"

Seeing that the restaurant in front of him was suddenly surrounded by a group of people, Song Xiang threw the reins in his hand to Mo Fan and ran up.

After clearing the crowd, they saw Feng Mian lying on the ground, bleeding from the back of his head. Wei Tingxun knelt on the ground and covered the back of Feng Mian's head, with blood between his fingers.

Song Xiang's eyes turned red all of a sudden. She rushed to Feng Mian and shouted: "Feng Mian! Feng Mian, wake up!"

Dengzhu cried and complained to Song Xiang: "The girl didn't come back last night. My young master and Mr. Wei were worried about you. They didn't even use breakfast, so they went out to look for you. When they walked to this restaurant, they just wanted to eat something. I didn’t expect to be entangled by a strange lady!”

"This young lady took advantage of the crowd and tried to rob the young master. When the young master retreated in a hurry, he fell and hit the back table. Wow, young lady, you have to make the decision for the young master!"

Song Xiang pulled off his girdle, bandaged Feng Mian's head, and then told Deng Zhu, "Send your young master to the hospital quickly!"

"Please help all the uncles who are watching to help me carry my husband to the carriage." Song Xiang threw ten coins, and the few people who picked up the coins helped Dengzhu carry it to the carriage.

Song Xiang stood up coldly and turned his attention to the young lady who bullied Feng Mian: "You are simply looking for death!"

The young lady looked at Song Xiang's eyes and said hurriedly: "Don't come here! My mother is a government official. If you dare to hit me, I will ask my mother to take you to prison!"

Song Xiang snorted coldly, threw out a few more coins and said, "I'd like all my uncles and aunts to testify for me later!"

"Don't worry, girl! We all saw it just now!" Those who grabbed the coins stared eagerly.

Song Xiang rushed over and threw down the young lady from the official's family, punching and kicking her. However, she was still angry and slapped the young lady on the face.

The beaten government official screamed incessantly.

The situation here immediately alerted the government soldiers patrolling the city. Several people stepped forward to arrest Song Xiang, and then led the government officials toward the prefect's Yamen.

Behind him came a huge crowd of people watching the fun.

Rong Qiuli was about to go out when he heard the noise in the Yamen next door, so he changed direction, passed through the small door under the wall, and went to the hall.

When the prefect Rong Gui heard the report, he had already sat at the head of the hall. When he saw his son in the inner room, he couldn't help but straighten his expression.

Song Xiang was detained under the hall, kneeling with the daughter of the government official, and the city patrol officer stood beside him.

"Who is in the hall? Tell me your name!" The prefect Rong Gui slapped the hall, and a sense of solemnity suddenly arose in the hall.

When the daughter of a government official saw the prefect, it was like meeting a relative. She whispered: "Aunt Rong, I am Siluo!"

Song Xiang said respectfully: "Song Xiang, a grassroots citizen and a person from the border area, came to Fucheng this time to participate in the scientific examination!"

"My husband, Mr. Feng, went to a restaurant early this morning for dinner. He was teased by this young lady who claimed to be the daughter of a government official, and asked her female servants to surround and rob her. My husband was frightened and fell to the ground. Now Still giving first aid at the hospital!"

Rong Qiuli heard in the inner room that the person kneeling down in the hall was Song Xiang, and also heard that she already had a husband, and secretly felt a sense of displeasure.

"I dare to ask, sir, what is the crime for molesting a married man in the street and robbing a man?" Song Xiang held his hands in fists and looked at the prefect without any fear.

Hearing this, the prefect Rong Gui said solemnly: "According to the laws of our court, anyone who robs a man by force will be punished with one hundred sticks; anyone who attempts to rob a man by force will be punished with eighty sticks; and anyone who attempts to rob a married man by force will be punished with six sticks." ten!"

"Aunt Rong! I don't accept it!"

Rong Gui patted the gavel and said in a stern tone: "How can I allow you to make noise in the courtroom!"

"He Siluo! You can call me the official directly, don't break the etiquette!"

He Siluo trembled all over and said in a trembling voice: "Master Magistrate, that young master is not her husband, and I did not rob him. I just saw that he was good-looking, so I wanted to treat him to a drink somewhere else!"

"Beautiful words!" Song Xiang snorted coldly: "Sir, how can I admit my fault for my own husband? This Miss He teased civilian men in the street and even made sophistry and false accusations. Could it be that she just wants to get the extra punishment?"

At this moment, a small official who was guarding the hall came in and whispered a few words to the patrol officer.

The city patrol officer immediately said: "Sir, there is a young man outside who calls himself Mr. Song Xiang and wants to come in and present evidence!"

Rong Guiyun agreed.

The communication sound sounded, and Feng Mian was supported by Wei Tingxun from the door and walked in.

The white clothes were already stained with blood, but he turned a blind eye and walked directly to the hall. Together with Wei Tingxun, they knelt down and saluted Rong Gui: "The Feng family (Wei family) of the grass people pays homage to your lord!"