I asked you to dig wild vegetables to pay off your debt, not go up the mountain to pick up money!

But today was such a coincidence. There were several large ships docked at the pier, and there were endless carriages and pedestrians coming and going. Song An Ning had no choice.

She looked up at the roof and flew up.

As soon as I stood firmly on the roof, I heard a stern shout from below.

"That little girl! Come down quickly!

Do you think Linhai Town is your own home? Don't you know the rules? Qinggong is not allowed in this town. Anyone who dares to violate it will be fined one or two taels of silver as punishment!

The officers below looked ferocious, holding sharp knives and pointing them at Song An Ning.

"Tsk! Who are you trying to scare?"

In order to avoid trouble, Song An Ning took out a five-liang silver ingot and threw it down.

"Please hand over the silver for me, and I'll treat you two to tea with the rest.

I have something to do, I have to leave first."

The officer below weighed the silver ingot in his hand and spoke in a much more friendly tone:

"Then, then be careful... don't fall..."

"..."

It is true that money makes the world go round.

He was speaking righteously just now, but after receiving the money, he became concerned.

Song An Ning ignored them and whizzed through the streets. It took her less than two minutes to complete a fifteen-minute walk.

After jumping off the roof, the entrance of the milk tea shop was crowded with people. Mr. Qian was in tattered clothes and had lost a lot of weight.

At this time, he was lying at the door of the milk tea shop in a very shameless manner, holding the "Good Citizen" sign issued by the Ping'an Town Yamen in his hand.

The official seal of the government is stamped on the back of the sign, so it cannot be fake.

At first, Chen Guanghui wanted to order people to throw him out, but Mr. Qian was holding the sign, so he couldn't chase him away.

There is only one reason: in the Nanyue Dynasty, being able to obtain a good citizen badge with an official seal meant that this person had made contributions to the court and the people, and no business could turn this person away.

In the shop, Song Nian pulled Song Juan'er behind him, clenched his fists, and really wanted to rush up and beat the old man up.

But even if he was stupid, he understood that this shop belonged to Chen Guanghui, and if anything happened, the Chen family would have to bear the responsibility.

The incident was caused by his Song family, and he had to endure it even if he couldn't help it.

Chen Guanghui and Xiao Yao were winking at each other. The couple meant to have the waiter go out the back door, find some thugs, and drag Mr. Qian away.

Just as he was about to take action, Song An Ning fell from the sky, stepped forward, snatched the wooden sign from Mr. Qian's hand, and kicked him aside.

"Where did this stinky beggar come from! Can you afford milk tea?

How dare you block the road here? I think you are tired of living!"

Song An Ning glanced at him and spoke contemptuously.

That kick just now looked like Song An Ning was just kicking the person aside, but in fact, she used all her internal strength.

Today, Master Qian will suffer a lot even if he doesn't die.

"Ah! It hurts! Where did this wild girl come from? How dare you hurt innocent people!"

At this time, the people watching the fun started talking:

"Tsk, old man, you're standing in someone's doorway instead of buying milk tea. Who else should I kick if not you?

Besides, this little girl in front of you hasn't even reached the age of marriage yet. She looks so delicate and weak. What's the harm if she kicks you? Why are you pretending here?"

"That's right. If you don't want to buy it, go away. We are in a hurry to go home."

"So what if it's a wooden plaque with an official seal? That's the seal of Ping'an Town, not Linhai Town.

Go back to your Ping'an Town and show off your might. You're so annoying! "

Mr. Qian was speechless and lay on the ground, staring at Song Juaner, shouting with all his might:

"This is my woman! She ran away with someone else after seeing me in such a state of poverty!

Song Juan'er, come back with me immediately! Otherwise, I'll report you to the police.

You don’t want everyone to know about your past deeds, right?”

People are always curious about family ethics stories. After Mr. Qian said this, the people around him fell silent and looked at Song Juan'er in the room with a gossipy look on their faces.

Seeing Master Qian openly threatening people and being so shameless, he deserves to die!

Just as Song An Ning was about to move, she saw her aunt coming out. She gently pushed away her second brother who was protecting her and smiled at Song An Ning again.

In the sunshine, Song Juaner stood at the door, bowed to everyone, and spoke crisply:

"I'm sorry everyone, I wasted your time because of an irrelevant person.

Please wait a moment, it will be resolved immediately."

After Song Juan'er finished speaking, she looked fiercely at Master Qian lying on the ground.

"Uncle, you said you and I are husband and wife, so where is the marriage certificate?

In our Nanyue Dynasty, even concubines, maids, and mistresses must be registered with the government.

You keep saying I'm your woman, so why not show me the evidence? You've tarnished my reputation for nothing. Let's go to the government office and have a talk!

"you!"

Mr. Qian was stunned as he looked at Song Juan'er, whose face was as beautiful as a flower.

Is this still the timid Song Juaner?

In the past, Song Juan'er was a bully at home, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Except when she lost her temper with her family and villagers, she was like a kitten outside.

But now, her words were so confident and well-reasoned that it made Mr. Qian a little panicked.

He knew from the beginning that his wife was not an easy person to deal with and she would kill several concubines every year.

Therefore, he did not bring Song Juan'er back home with him. After the novelty wore off, Song Juan'er became Mrs. Qian's entertainment.

Just now, Song Juan'er was very polite to everyone and there was nothing wrong with what she said, and the people around her started talking again.

"Old man, the girl is about to go to the government office, why don't you say anything?

Are you afraid to go?"

"This old man deserves to die for tarnishing the girl's reputation for no reason!"

"Leave far away!"

Hearing everyone say this, Song Juan'er nodded with satisfaction, but Master Qian leaned over beside her and grabbed the hem of Song Juan'er's skirt.

"You are not my woman, so why do you wear your hair in a bun?"

"I……"

Song Juaner's face changed instantly, and she thought to herself that it was bad that she had forgotten about this.

Seeing this, Song An Ning just wanted to give Mr. Qian some mute medicine to make him shut up.

But the common people of this era are particularly sensitive to these things. As long as they take action against Mr. Qian, they will feel guilty, which will be bad for the reputation of Chen Guanghui and his wife, and even the reputation of the Chen family.

Just as she was thinking about how to solve this problem, a deep voice suddenly rang out from the crowd:

"Song Juan'er is my wife, so of course she should wear her hair in a bun!

Where did this old beggar come from? How dare you sully my wife's reputation!

When Song An Ning saw who was coming, she was stunned for a moment.

"Huh? What what?"