The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 1108 Chapter 1108: This Kyushu and the Four Seas, I Want One Hundred (Seven)

"Why does this little lady call me?"

Qin Gong inquired with the elegant words commonly used in the five countries.

The little lady in front of her was a beautiful-looking village aunt. Although she was not outstanding, she was full of vitality of this age and her cheeks were healthy. She wore a pink top, a short-sleeved blouse, and a long skirt under her body. The cloth used for the clothes was not expensive, but she was bright in color, which made people see bright.

As you can see from the clothes alone, the young lady's condition is relatively rich and her quality of life is good.

As in today's troubled world, Mo said that he was dressed so decently, many people only have clothes that can go out.

The pretty-looking aunt smiled.

"Can my brother have a match?"

Qin Gong looked stiff, his cheeks flushed, and he answered dryly.

"The deceased father in the family has appointed me a relative."

The village aunt listened, his face darkened, and walked away.

The farmer drinking tea at the tea shed slapped his thigh and laughed.

"That's the most beautiful girl in the village of ten miles and eight villages. You guys have no luck."

Qin Gong was teased with red ears.

The ghost knew what was happening in Maru, and Qin Gong was asked by various girls and women along the way to match, and each wanted to marry him.

At first Qin Gong was too embarrassed, and honestly answered that he was not yet married.

Later, he learned his lesson, arguing that his dead father had made him a relative.

Just now the village aunt asked him if there was a match, Qin Gong guessed the next conversation.

At the tip of his eyes, he found that the village aunt returned to the crowd, followed by three or five friends who laughed and pointed at himself, embarrassed and embarrassed.

"It really doesn't look like troubled times—"

Qin Gong muttered.

The people on the street had bright clothes, and even if they were patched, they were clean.

Adults are healthy and healthy, and young children playing by the road are born fat and cute, and they have a peaceful and prosperous scene.

For a moment, he felt a sense of chaos in time and space.

But he did not forget his mission.

He originally wanted to go straight to Cangzhou, only to realize that Jiang Yanji had led his soldiers back from Cangzhou to the capital of Shangyang, Maru.

Holding the surrogate old horse, Qin Gong touched the money pouch with only a few copper plates left, and sighed helplessly.

When he set off, he took a lot of money with him. It should reasonably be able to support the expenses of the transaction, but when he saw the miserable people along the road, he always had to buy more food for them. Although there was no delay in travelling, it was costly.

There are only a few copper plates left today.

Entering the city, noisy streets and pedestrians lined him with pity.

Qin Gong smelled the scent of food in the air, put down his saliva, and led the thin horse to the special road.

The territory under Jiang Yanji's rule has special rules. Pedestrians and horse vehicles have to take different roads, and there is even a special military management.

After entering the city, you are not allowed to drive without special circumstances.

Staying on the site of others, Qin Gong naturally will not deliberately make trouble.

I bought a bit of hay to feed the horse with the remaining copper plate, and by the way bought two flatbreads and a bowl of coarse tea.

While he was eating, he had long ears listening to the teasers talking.

Qin Gong listened very seriously.

The teenager's skin was dark, his facial features were dull, and his face was blushing after running. He shouted excitedly to the tea customers in the tea shop.

"It's time to hit the board again."

The boss of the tea shop hit him in the back with a bad temper, cursing, "You little cock, you don't study well all day, what are you playing?"

The teenager stomped. "Ani, look at the excitement?"

The lady boss also wanted to learn that a tea maker gave the teenager a copper plate.

"Tell me, what news is there today?"

The tea shop is a place where news is circulating and gossips are flying everywhere. The young man is the boss's son and has a bad temper. Many tea lovers like to drink tea here and listen to gossip-

Qin Gong was also attracted by the youthful words and listened distractedly.

"Don't you know the nursery?"

The teenager sold it.

The tea-maker teased, "The whole Marushu, there are still people who don't know about the Yuyingtang? If you sell Guanzi again, the tea money will not be given--"

When Jiang Yanji entered Xiangyang County, he set up a nursery to adopt orphans who lost their parents in the war.

Since then, the nursery has become a place for many irresponsible parents to discard their children-accurately, it is a shelter for girls. If it is a war orphan, it is easier to enter the nursery. Strict deed.

Now for the past four or five years, the youngest children of that year have been enlightened, and the older ones can work to support their families.

The boy said, "Someone went to the nursery to steal a child."

As soon as the voice fell, many tea visitors sprayed tea.

"Stealing children at the nursery?"

"Master Yan breaks the ground?"

"Which short-eyed beast does this?"

Tea guests talked a lot, and the teenager was sitting in the middle of the tea shop, as if Mr. Storyteller was hanging everyone's appetite.

"I don't know, right? The stolen child is the baby girl of the Yudingtang Enlightenment Jiadingban, who are you guessing who stole the child?" Said the young man with a smile, "It is the biological parent of this baby girl! Caikou also spanked them. They are fifty boards each. "

The teenager gestured with five fingers, and his face was full of glee.

The uninformed tea maker asked, "Is it normal for a biological parent to take the child? Why do you still need one person and fifty boards?"

Qin Gong outside also had this doubt.

"You don't know. The children who entered the nursery are either martyrs orphans, orphans whose parents died and their relatives refused to take over, or baby girls who were discarded by their parents' elders." He shouted in the direction of the state government, and then said, "The former is good. If it is the latter, the elders must sign a deed of severance. Once the deed is signed, the children's elders and relatives cannot approach the child. Not to mention stealing the child is private. If you see the previous one below, you will also have to make a consistent penalty, playing ten boards! "

"Well, that's wrong--why it's a girl, why take the risk and steal it?"

A paper deed broke the blood relationship. No matter from any angle, the child is not a parent.

blood relation?

This thing is not worth the deed!

The young man said, "I do n’t know, I have a playful kid at Jinlin College. I published a novel, and Zhou Mu prepared to expand Jinlin College. The source of this life is to choose a part from the nursery. The baby girl is Jiadingban. Yes, going to Jinlin Academy is a matter of stubbornness. The parents didn't know where to hear the news, and they rushed together. They didn't recognize her, and they used their brains to steal. "

After entering Jinlin Academy, it is basically a member of the autobiography of Zhou Mu. Can the future be worse?

Even if it is a baby girl, it is also a golden doll related to Zhou Mu.

If you can recognize your daughter, you will not lose anything.

The tea shop was in a heated conversation.

Qin Gong drank tea, returned the pottery bowl, and went to the food outlet along the flow of people.

By the time he arrived, the fifty boards had already been played, and the scattered crowd was laughing and talking.

Almost everyone thinks that this couple deserves it. Fifty boards is quite light.

The deeds to sever the relationship have been signed, which is equivalent to selling the child to the state herd of willows.

The child's power to kill and kill is in Liu Ye's hands, and the child belongs to the private property of the state animal husbandry—

Birth parents count?

This is not stealing his own child, but it is obviously stealing the private property of the State Shepherd. It is kind to have not killed him.

Qin Gong listened, amazed at the popularity of Jiang Yanji in Marushu.

(End of this chapter)