Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife Chapter 32: The murder caused by the oil paper umbrella
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The things on the boat are complete, but you need to do it yourself.
Su Qing is still a little uncomfortable, always looking listless, Mu Yunyao is reluctant to let her do it. Liu Liang can let him chop off people. If he is cooking, he may not be able to eat it.
Mu Yunyao did it herself, simply, her cooking skills are also good, simple home-cooked dishes, and the ones she can cook are more delicious than others.
The boatmen brought their own dry food to eat, and Mu Yunyao only made things for three people, and it didn't take much effort. Although she wanted to gather Liuliang's heart, she did not give up being a master. Every time she waited for her and Su Qing to finish eating, then ordered Liuliang to eat what was left in the pot.
At the beginning of June, I was hesitant. After spending five or six days on the water, I got used to it. As long as Mu Yunyao tells him, he will eat immediately, and no matter how much food is left in the pot, he will eat cleanly, which makes Mu Yunyao feel very magical.
On the tenth day, the ship had arrived in the Huaijiang River Basin, and we had to dock to make up for the lack of things. The docking place is Huai'an City Wharf, which has entered the south of the Yangtze River, and its architectural style is completely different from that of Licheng.
The house looks tall and slender, the details are exquisite and exquisite, the wing corners are slender, and the eaves rise to spread their wings, which is refreshing.
Mu Yunyao helped Su Qing get off the boat. After stepping on the ground, she felt her footsteps fluttering and she was a little uncomfortable.
"Mother, let's go shopping and take a look at things."
"Well, good." Su Qing's spirit has improved a lot by being able to keep his feet on the ground. Seeing the flow of people coming and going on the shore and the various stalls on the shore, I feel a little dizzy.
Mu Yunyao took her to look slowly, and walked to a place selling oiled paper umbrellas, Su Qing stopped to look carefully.
"It is rainy in the south of the Yangtze River. If my mother likes it, we can just buy two of them and use them."
Su Qing shook his head quickly, pointing to a pink oil-paper umbrella and whispered softly: "I just think this umbrella matches your clothes perfectly."
Peach blossoms with oblique branches are painted on the umbrella surface, with a few strokes, the peach blossoms are splendid and leaping up.
Because of filial piety, Mu Yunyao wore a moon-white shaky collar and dark pattern jacket on her body, and a skirt of the same color on her lower body. In order not to look too plain, the skirt was littered with peach petals and the oil paper umbrella. The peach blossoms on it are indeed very similar.
Mu Yunyao picked up the umbrella and opened it, turning around in a charming circle, and gave a courtesy to Su Qing, making her little daughter's gesture: "Mother, how about it?"
Su Qing's eyes were full of joy. Before Mu Yunyao could speak, he took out the money and bought the umbrella: "Yaoer..."
"This girl is polite, but she likes this colorful umbrella. If she likes it, I will buy it for you." A silk-clothed grosgrain boy leaned over, his eyes full of teasing and teasing. When he said something, his hand was already facing Mu Yunyao held the oil paper umbrella and touched it.
Su Qing's expression changed, and he stood in front of Mu Yunyao: "In broad daylight, what are you going to do?"
"Hey, this lady, don't worry, I just want to give my daughter an umbrella." The son of the son moved his eyes, and the young man behind him immediately stepped forward and pushed Su Qing aside in twos or twos.
Seeing that Su Qing was pushed and staggered, Mu Yunyao closed the umbrella, the smile on her lips had completely lost the temperature: "You want to give me the umbrella?"
Gongzi's eyes lit up: "Yes, whatever the girl likes, you can buy it for the girl."
"The young master of our family is the young master of Caiyue Pavilion, and everyone in the south of the Yangtze River knows it."
"The girl can be seen by our young master, that is really a blessing from the cultivation of the last life!"
Caiyue Pavilion, it’s really unexpected that the world is so small. She just used the name of Caiyue Pavilion to get the shopkeeper of Chun Embroidery Workshop. At this moment, she met Caiyue Pavilion’s young owner. If that’s the case, then Just add fire!
Mu Yunyao held the oil paper umbrella with both hands, and a cold light flashed in her eyes: "I think the peach blossoms on this umbrella are very good, but I don't like pink. I want to make it red."
The son turned his head and looked at the old man who sold the umbrella: "Didn't you hear the girl say, take the red one, quickly take it out."
"My son, forgive me, I don't have a red peach umbrella here." The pink peach blossom with the red umbrella surface, I'm afraid it won't be sold!
Young Master looked unhappy: "If you don't have one, you have to figure out a way to get one, or I will let people smash your stall. Girl, don't worry, I will help you find a red peach umbrella."
Su Qing called people anxiously, but the people around them moved away. This Tan Bawang is a famous little overlord in Huai'an City. The farewell name is Tan Bawang. The Tan family in Huai'an City controls most of the silk business, so they raise silkworms. No one dared to offend him the silk reeling farmers.
Mu Yunyao smiled softly, the brilliant smile on the white jade-like face smiled utterly: "Why don't the son help me personally?"
"Okay, personally, personally help you, how can the girl ask me to help you?" Tan Bawang said, gently moving forward, ready to kiss Fangze.
Mu Yunyao suddenly raised the oil-paper umbrella in her hand and smashed Tan Bawang's head fiercely, and then took advantage of his bowed waist and kicked him in the crotch:
"The little Caiyue Pavilion also dared to bully me on the head of the Spring Embroidery Workshop, and did not weigh or weigh a few catties of oneself. In front of the Spring Embroidery Workshop, you people in Caiyue Pavilion are not even a dog. Let me tell you, this lady belongs to the Han family of Chun Embroidery Workshop. If you annoy me, let my uncle Han Chunlai remove the sign of your Caiyue Pavilion!"
"Oh, little bitch...you...what happened to your Chun Embroidery Workshop, do you really think I am afraid of you in Caiyue Pavilion?"
The oiled paper umbrella in Mu Yunyao's hand was used as a stick, and he drew it wherever it hurts. He drew Tan Bawang into a top: "Not afraid? If you are not afraid, how did Tan Liuzhi beg my uncle to let him go? I really thought Can I endure it with six fingers? Tan Liuzhi personally came today and it didn’t work. If you beat you to death, your Tan family wouldn’t dare to scream!"
"You...you...ah, slut... slut, are you all dead, hurry up and save this young master!" Tan Bawang yelled at the two stupid young men.
"Hey, master!"
Mu Yunyao hurriedly backed away and shouted behind her: "Sixty-two, chop up this little boy for me to feed the dog!"
Liu Liang, who was rushing over quickly, threw away the snack in his hand, and flew two steps to Mu Yunyao's side. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a small servant's finger stretched out abruptly.
"Ah, help, murder!"
The corner of Mu Yunyao's eyes moved, and a smile flashed in her eyes: "Liuliang stop, look at the face of Tan Liuzhi, forgive you a dog, this lady is going to the imperial capital on this trip. Revenge, now, don’t you want to find the red peach umbrella for me? It’s done now."
Speaking, she suddenly opened the paper umbrella in her hand, only to see a little blood stained on the surface of the umbrella, the color dazzling.
"This oiled paper umbrella will be given to you. Take it back as a souvenir."
Mu Yunyao stepped forward to hold Su Qing, who was already shocked, gave Liu Liang a glance, turned around and left, turning the corner of the street, she lifted the skirt and pulled Su Qing forward quickly Run: "Mother, run quickly, it will be miserable if someone catches you."