Marry a concubine? Reborn to move out of the mansion and marry a general

Peng Liuzi said calmly, "Thank you, Manager Huang, for your help. I will take care of my own affairs. It is natural for the young master to check the accounts. If you want me to make up the money, I will do it!"

"It's easy for you to say that. It's been more than ten years. The ginseng nourishing pills cost one tael of silver each. That's a full four or five thousand taels of silver. What are you going to pay back with? Even if I sell you, it won't be enough!"

Peng Liuzi gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's sell the shop to the Gu family. Is that okay?"

"Hey, you kid, are you trying to slap your old boss in the face?" Huang Mazi cursed:

"If Mr. Gu hadn't said that he would take care of you and your son, would you have thought I was so bold that I would have taken money from the account to give it to you?"

"I didn't want your shop back then, but now you want to take it back. Are you deliberately trying to make him unhappy?"

Huang Mazi rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll talk to the girl again. It's really not easy for you!"

After that, he could not help but punched Peng Liuzi hard: "But you were so stubborn just now, saying in front of the girl that you don't like doing business. Do you still want to be the owner of this calligraphy and painting shop?"

"If you don't want it, then don't want it. At worst, I can go and set up a stall again!" Peng Liuzi was full of scholarly spirit.

Huang Mazi pulled him and said, "Go back quickly and stop talking nonsense. Do you want to piss off your mother to death?"

The two talked and gradually walked away.

Lou Yi jumped down from the wall and entered the inner courtyard.

After listening to Lou's concise retelling, Gu Feiwan just curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Miss, what does Manager Huang mean?" Qing Shuang rubbed his hands:

"If he dares to bully a girl, I will beat him till his bones burst!"

Gu Feiwan picked up the round fan on the table and fanned herself gently. It was still more than a month before summer, but she often felt hot, as if she was holding a hot water bottle in her arms.

"As the old saying goes, a new emperor appoints new ministers. He followed my grandfather and then my father, and has been in the Gu family for most of his life. When people are young, they are all aggressive and passionate, but when they get older, they just want to spend their old age comfortably and don't want to bother anymore. He is afraid of me, his new master. If he were in my place, he would gather a few more allies now so that he would have some bargaining chips if I were to take action."

"Girl, this man is so cunning, can he still be used?" Qinglin put down the work in his hands, took the round fan and stood aside to fan himself.

"That depends on how far he wants to go!" Gu Feiwan leaned on the chair:

"No one can always be of one mind, but as long as everyone is moving in the same direction, not turning around, or going to someone else's house, or even trying to cut off the host's way, then everyone can continue to use it."

"It's not terrible to have some thoughts of your own, but if you have no idea about everything and have to let the boss make decisions for you, then that's useless!"

After a busy morning, the kitchen saw Gu Feiwan taking a break and quickly brought some sugar water up.

Gu Feiwan felt hot, but couldn't eat anything too cold, so the kitchen followed the recipe given by Doctor Song and tried to make some different sweet soups, which they would cool down before serving. This would not hurt the spleen and stomach, and could relieve the fever.

Besides, Peng Liuzi returned to the shop, where business was not good. He was both the shopkeeper and the clerk.

The fan shop next door had been closed for several days, but in the past two days a cocky young man came in, decorated the shop with a bang, and reopened it.

In comparison, Peng Liuzi's calligraphy and painting shop looks even older and more dilapidated.

He stayed in the shop for a while, then came out and closed the door.

"Oh, why is Shopkeeper Peng closing the shop in the middle of the day?" The new shopkeeper of the fan shop is also named Sheng, and is said to be the nephew of the original fat shopkeeper.

She looks like a pretty girl, but her words are as harsh as those of the women hanging around on the street.

According to Peng Liuzi's usual temper, if he didn't say something back at such a sarcastic person, it would be a shame for all the books he had read!

But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly remembered Huang Mazi's words, and his spirit was gone. He remained silent, turned around and left.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is really strange. Did my mother die? Why do I look like a stray dog?" Boss Xiao Sheng was behind him, not giving in.

Peng Liuzi clenched his fists, veins popping out on his forehead!

"What did you say?"

"Hey, you can talk? I thought you were dumb!"

"I ask you, what did you just say?"

"Tsk, who are you trying to scare with this look?" Boss Xiao Sheng threw away the melon seeds in his hand and put his hands on his hips:

"Who doesn't know that your old lady is hanging on by a thread? Besides, she's just a lowly laundry woman, so what's wrong with me saying that? With your family's poor state, if she died today, you probably wouldn't even be able to find money to find a grave!"

Peng Liuzi's eyes were blazing with fire, and he rushed towards him with his fist raised.

Boss Xiao Sheng was not afraid, and still stood there mockingly: "You are so miserable, and you still dare to hit someone? Try to hit someone, and I will let you..."

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Sheng's eyes went dark, and it seemed as if a ball of cotton was stuffed in his mouth. He spat out a mouthful of cotton with a "puff".

Two bloody teeth spurted out of his mouth and fell to the ground!

Peng Liuzi stood opposite him trembling all over, with a little blood on the hem of his clothes!

That was his blood! He was beaten!

At this moment, Boss Xiao Sheng felt a sharp pain coming. He raised his hands and fled back to the shop, shouting piercingly in his shrill voice:

"Kill him!"

A group of burly men rushed out of the fan shop. They were no longer as pretentious as the fat boss who was there before. They were all murderous and had fat faces.

Peng Liuzi was just a scholar from Wuzhou, and his handwriting was better than that of other scholars.

Even those useless guys under the fat boss in the past could beat him half to death, let alone a thug with real skills?

When Peng Liuzi was carried home, he was covered in blood and was breathing more than he was breathing in.

Where had Peng's mother ever seen such a scene?

Before he could even howl, he fell headfirst to the ground!

When Gu Feiwan found out, the Sheng family had already filed a lawsuit in the government, accusing Peng Liuzi of bullying the market and injuring friendly merchants!

Boss Xiaosheng’s broken mouth is proof of this!

Why was Peng Liuzi injured like this? Who dares to say that it was the Sheng family who beat him?

Even if someone dares to point the finger, the Peng family must find the person who beat him first!

Even if we take a step back and find the person, how do we prove that he is related to the Sheng family?

Then they retreated to the top of the Wuzhou city wall, proving that the people who beat people were from the Sheng family. Then whose yamen did they belong to?

A widowed mother, an unknown whether she is alive or dead, in the end, isn't she going to fall down and be smashed to pieces?

However, the Sheng family did not want to kill anyone this time. Boss Sheng gritted his teeth and made his request in a leaky voice:

"Here...Pfft, the medicine recipe..."

The clerk next to him translated: "My boss said that if you can't afford the medical expenses, you can use their shop to pay for it!"

Boss Xiaosheng nodded repeatedly. This was what he meant!

"They want a shop?" Gu Feiwan thought for a moment, called Lou Yi over and gave him a few instructions.

After hearing this, Lou turned around and walked out.