We are all reborn, of course we have to overthrow it and start over again to take the whole family f

Mrs. Zheng was scolding her daughter, but her tone was full of doting.

Seeing this, Qing Ning reached out and hugged Madam Zheng's neck and acted coquettishly, "But I am also mother's little cotton-padded jacket, I want to stick close to mother."

"Look at you, there are guests here! You are so unruly, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" Mrs. Zheng scolded with a smile.

The more Yun looked at him, the more he liked him. "Sister, Qingning is very well behaved, unlike that rebellious son in my family..."

Speaking of Tingyu, Yun felt a headache. He hoped that after what happened last night, he would come to his senses.

Madam Zheng didn't see Tingyu. "Tingyu is a good kid. Why didn't she come today?"

Yun smiled awkwardly, "Well, he was delayed by something and will be here soon. Forget about him, let's go boating first."

"Alright."

Mrs. Zheng readily accepted the advice. The boatman had already built the sampan, and the two ladies boarded the boat together.

Shihua looked left and right. The lake was rippling with blue waves, and the breeze was cool and pleasant. There were already pleasure boats sailing in the lake, and occasionally you could hear the sound of singing drifting in with the lake breeze, which was quite pleasant to hear.

Well, no wonder in the storybooks, noble ladies in ancient times liked to go boating on the lake, whether they had something to do or not, to see the scenery, to listen to music, and if they were lucky, they would have an indescribable romantic encounter. It is indeed fun.

At a glance, I saw that the tea table in the cabin was filled with various seasonal fruits and special pastries and snacks.

She touched her belly in a very useless way and said, "I've made a profit, my dear belly, you have to work hard again. We agreed that you are not allowed to be bloated or in pain this time."

She didn't blame herself for being greedy, but blamed her stomach for not cooperating. No one else could blame her.

……

Tingyu took a bath and changed her clothes reluctantly, and let the maids and servants dress her up like a human.

He finally knew that he was no match for Chang Feng in a verbal fight. With his sharp tongue, if he were an envoy, the enemy army would retreat thirty miles under his verbal cannon.

Taking A Jin and A Shuang with him, Tingyu walked out of the Marquis' Mansion and headed towards Qiuxuan Lake.

Today's weather is indeed good, with bright sunshine and a cool breeze. But to Green Hat Man Tingyu, everything seems gloomy, just like his mood at the moment.

"Hey, what's going on up there? Why is there so much noise?"

Ah Jin, who was walking in front, saw a crowd of people gathered at the street corner. From the crowd, there were noisy shouts and cries.

"Second Young Master, should we go take a look?"

Ah Shuang glanced at Tingyu twice, checked his expression, and waited for his instructions.

Tingyu was a person who loved to be lively and to fight for justice. Otherwise, he would not have gotten into trouble by standing up for others.

Seeing that there was something exciting going on ahead, he, a calm man, had already forgotten about the upsetting things that happened last night.

With such a commotion, there was a high probability that something unfair had happened. The chivalrous nature in his genes was instantly revived and exploded.

"Let's go and take a look."

He waved his hand and walked towards the street corner with the two of them.

This street is the commercial street of the capital, and people come and go. The intersection is even more crowded.

A little girl wearing a coarse cloth and a thorny hairpin was kneeling on a straw mat. Next to her was a piece of white paper with the words "Selling myself to bury my father" written on it.

Next to her, there was something wrapped in a straw mat. It must be her father who needed to be buried urgently.

"Oh, how pitiful! How could such a young child take such a step?"

"Yes! They are pitiful. I heard that they were originally traveling merchants. They were unlucky and were met by bandits. Not only were their silver and goods robbed, but they were also beaten severely."

"Is this true? It's so tragic."

"You see, she sold herself to bury her father. Her father was beaten and injured, and he became seriously ill because he was worried about the goods and his daughter. Her daughter used up all her private savings and spent all her money, but in the end, she still couldn't save him."

"Alas, the boat is broken when it encounters headwinds, and the hemp ropes only break at the thinnest part. Hey, Brother Zhang, your family is rich, why don't you just buy her back to be a maid and help her bury her father, which can be considered a good deed."

"Yes, this is a great virtue, and there will be blessings. I don't have money, otherwise I would do it."

"No, no, this girl may be dressed in plain clothes and have unkempt hair, but she is really beautiful. My tigress will not tolerate her. Don't harm the girl."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The crowd watching the incident were all laughing, but no one dared to take action.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, everyone."

A few vicious shouts scared everyone so much that they dodged to the sides and made way for the other side.

Then, a fat and big-eared young man in brocade clothes came in from the vacated path on horseback, fanning himself.

He got off his horse and, surrounded by his evil slaves, walked arrogantly to the side of the prostituted girl.

The girl continued to kneel indifferently, and did not move at all because of the visitor.

The young man in brocade clothes raised the corner of his mouth and thought to himself: Haha, quite unique and interesting.

He closed the fan and frivolously lifted the girl's chin with the handle.

The girl did not resist, but stared at the young man in brocade clothes with her eyes half opened.

It seemed like she hadn't washed her face in who knows how long. There were still a few patches of black and gray dirt on her small, delicate face. Her messy hair was hanging down, covering most of her face.

The young man in brocade clothes used the handle of a fan to push aside the messy and frizzy hair and took a closer look.

The slaves who were helping around came up to him and said, "Sir, she is a little dirty, but her features and figure are very well-proportioned. If you peel and wash her, she should be a beauty."

Ok.

The young man in brocade clothes nodded, with lustful light already overflowing from his eyes.

"I didn't expect there would be such a beauty on this street. I'll take it."

The young man in brocade clothes was very satisfied. He put away his fan, turned around and gave instructions to his followers.

The girl glanced at the young man in brocade clothes. Even though she was selling herself to bury her father, she was really unwilling to sell herself to such a pervert.

But after taking a look at the straw mat next to her, she hesitated again. She mustered up her courage and spoke to the young man in brocade clothes.

"Sir, I am selling myself to bury my father. As long as you can pay me to bury my father, I will fulfill my promise and serve you as a slave for the rest of my life.

But please give me the money first. I will follow you after I finish my funeral."

The evil slaves received orders from their master and were about to come up to drag the people away, but when they heard what the girl said, they all laughed arrogantly.

"Hahaha, our young master likes you, it's the blessing you earned in your previous life. If you still want money, you are dreaming."

"That's right. Brother, hurry up and finish this. If it's too late, the young master will be angry."

"Yes, this girl is so fresh. What is this? It's blocking the way."

The evil slave came up to drag the man and was nearly tripped by the straw mat. He took his anger out on the straw mat and kicked it away.

"don't want--"

The girl, who had been indifferent and quiet all the time (she did not move at all even when the evil slave cursed her), saw the straw mat being kicked away, and she let out a roar and rushed towards it.

Wrapped inside was the body of her dearest and most beloved father.

At this moment, the young man in brocade clothes was obviously displeased. He frowned slightly, opened his fan with a "whoosh" and shook it in a pretentious manner.

"You are so hesitant to even take care of a person. What are you doing here? You are useless."

Seeing that their master was getting angry, the evil slaves rushed towards the girl, and their eagle claws were about to grab her.

The girl did not hide, but lay on the straw mat and cried.

Like an eagle catching a chick, when the girl was about to fall into the devil's clutches, two feet suddenly stretched out from the crowd of onlookers, and with a few "bangs", the evil slaves were kicked flying one after another.