The general kneels on the washboard again

The most arrogant person in the village now is Aunt Zhang. Li An's failure this time symbolizes that her vision was correct.

Li An occasionally returned to the village to get something, and he was also sarcastic.

Yue Niang's business was on the right track. After two and a half years of hard work, Yue Niang was already 13 years old. Gradually, the quality of the employees became a flaw.

Yue Niang would usually beg her grandmother and Li An to start classes every now and then, but when it came to Erya and the others, Yue Niang was in a dilemma.

Now Li An is fully prepared for the next imperial examination, and working as an accountant is already a tight squeeze.

Looking at the people who were eating in the private room, he said, "I want to take you to the academy."

Zhao Xiaoming spat out a mouthful of rice: "Pfft~ You really think that one thing is another, why are we going to the academy?"

Yue Niang threw an account book in front of him and said, "I don't expect you to do the math, but as long as you can read the words on it completely, I won't let you go."

Zhao Xiaoming was impatient: "Yue Niang, it's been almost a year. So what if we can't read? Isn't our business doing well now?"

Yue Niang explained to him, "It's because it's booming, but the bigger the business gets, the more you have to learn." Seeing Zhao Xiaoming's disdain and unmoved, Yue Niang said, "If you're unwilling to learn, Xiaoming, then I'll have to recruit someone with skills and knowledge."

Zhao Xiaoming naturally didn't want to do that. Many people in the village envied him for his current salary. His mother no longer scolded him and instead praised him for his ability to everyone she met.

But I still felt reluctant to learn: "But isn't Li An also a scholar? Can't he just teach us? Why do we have to go to the academy?"

Yue Niang had naturally thought about this a long time ago: "Brother Xiaoming, I've thought about this a long time ago. Right now, Brother Li An's most important thing is the imperial examination. He has to find time to read books at the counter. I won't add to his burden. Are you going or not?"

Zhao Xiaoming accepted his fate: "I'll go, but the academy doesn't accept female disciples."

At this time, Ruoyan also spoke: "I heard that there is a girls' school in Qingshi Town. Although there are not many students, there are female teachers."

Yue Niang stood up and said, "Well, okay, then it's happily decided. From now on, we will take turns to rest, four days a month. During these four days, you should study hard in the school."

After Yue Niang finished speaking, she trotted out. There was a show at Shuijingtai today, so she had to hurry and grab a seat.

A play about a singing girl and a young man.

The singer and a retainer in the princess's mansion fell in love, but the prince consort took a fancy to the singer and wanted to take her as his concubine. The singer refused and eloped with the retainer.

Unexpectedly, the retainer had disappeared, and the singer still became a concubine.

Until he was old and ugly, he was sold to a brothel by the princess. His appearance was empty, but fortunately he still had a singing voice.

But fate played a trick on her. When the retainer came to have fun, he picked her by mistake. She always thought that the retainer was killed by the prince consort. Now, listening to the retainer talking about the past, she realized that his sincerity was worthless.

Finally, he froze to death naked in the snow. The sound came and went, the actors on the stage sang softly, the candlelight was bright, and the snowflakes were light.

Tears are so worthless. After crying, I asked the jadeite next to me: "Boss Yu, this play is a bit new. Did you write the script?"

Boss Yu said softly, "How could I possibly have that ability?"

The voice dropped a few notches: "This was written by the prostitute from Yinhuanyuan."

Looking at the few people who were sparsely present, he said, "Boss Yu, your script and the actors are actually quite good, but why are there so few people?"

Given Chalcedony's personality, it's impossible for him to allow this shop to become so deserted.

Yu Sui took a sip of tea, looked at the actress on the stage, and said to Yue Niang, "Because I don't treat this as a business. If I treat it as a business, I won't be myself anymore."

Yucui's words were so profound and mysterious that Yue Niang didn't think too much about it.

Then he asked about horses: "Sister, I want to buy a horse. You have a lot of information. Can you help me keep an eye out for it?"

"As for horses, go to my stable and pick one. I have dozens or even hundreds of them. Just pick the one you want and take it away."

Yue Niang smiled frivolously: "Thank you, Boss Yu. Of course I have to take advantage of such a good deal."

But as soon as he returned to Pinmingju, he saw chaos and signs of vandalism inside the store.

Yue Niang struggled to stand at the front of the crowd, only to see Zhao Xiaoming and Li An covered in blood. "What happened? What happened?"

Erya and several people from the kitchen were guarding them with spatulas and brooms.

I saw a slightly plump middle-aged man lying in the place where several people were protecting him.

When Erya saw Yue Niang coming, she pulled her over and protected her behind her, like a hen protecting her chicks.

Then he said, "Yue'er, be careful."

"Sister, what happened?"

"They insist that this man has been poisoned by drinking our tea, and that's why he's causing trouble here."

Can tea be poisonous?

Is it true that Yue Niang is too high-profile?

The family members in front of her were like a doctor. Yue Niang used her childlike shrill voice to say, "Stop."

The sound was indeed a bit harsh, and the crowd fell silent.

Yue Niang's face was serious. "I'm really sorry. How can we compensate you?"

The woman who started the disturbance was the first to speak: "Five thousand taels, or we'll see you in court."

Yue Niang smiled, and it was obvious that these people came prepared. If they were not familiar with her, they would just treat Yue Niang as a child.

But this woman obviously knew that she was the owner behind Pinmingju, and she didn't care much about the man on the ground. When Yue Niang asked, she told her purpose.

Look at this woman, her hands are rough and her body is as strong as an ox. She must be a farmer who does physical work all year round.

Yue Niang changed her tone now: "I don't have five thousand taels. Let's go to court."

The peasant woman was also panicked and felt a little uneasy. She glanced at the crowd unintentionally and saw a figure - the shopkeeper Jin of the Yingke Building.

Yue Niang narrowed her eyes, and at this time Li An also carefully discovered that the man was still breathing.

He quickly told Yue Niang about this.

After saying this, Li An stood in front of Yue Niang, with an idea in his mind.

Yue Niang stepped back and asked Zhao Xiaoming to step hard on the man's hand on the ground, but the man did not react.

Yue Niang walked up to Li An's side, acting like a grown-up. "Since you said this man was poisoned by drinking our tea, why don't we go to court? If it's true, I'll pay the full ten thousand taels. If not, you might not be able to leave the court."

The woman's voice was a little unsteady: "Don't lie to me, my boss died in your store anyway."

At this time, Li An also echoed: "I heard that the way this government examines corpses is very simple. They just need to open the intestines and stomach, take out the food that was eaten, and then test it for poison."

Ruoyan also understood their intentions: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, thankfully the dead can't feel pain, otherwise, how painful would it be to cut open their stomachs?"

At this time, the village head also arrived. Looking at the mess of Pinmingju, he felt sorry for it.

But today he was here to solve the case, so he said to his two followers, "You two, come here and carry the body away. Everyone, all those involved, go to the hall."

Qingshi Town also has a small government office.

However, the permanent population of Qingshi Town is only 1,800 people, and most of the daily chores are family matters that can be handled at the headman's house, so there is no need to use the hall.

Everyone followed the head of the village, and those who came to watch the fun also wanted to leave.

At this time, Yue Niang stopped the village head and said, "Sir, please wait a minute. This involves the reputation of our Pinming House. Someone has died, so a dissection is inevitable. I know a doctor who specializes in dissections. Please send someone to ask him to go and get him."

The village head agreed.