Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

The officials stared at Zhuang Ruoyun, as if feeling that something was wrong with her, but couldn't find a reason.

The headed man scolded the surrounding and asked, "Who just poured corn kernels on my face!"

The people have long known about their evil deeds, and they will turn around and leave without paying attention.

The officials stopped making fun of themselves, and went back to the yamen to get medicine.

Only then did the old woman dare to thank Zhuang Ruoyun.

"Girl, thank you just now for standing up for me. You can take this piece of silver."

The old man wanted to give Zhuang Ruoyun the broken silver that the official sent to her earlier.

However, Zhuang Ruoyun pushed her hand back, and by the way, put another ingot in the old woman's hand.

"Grandma, you can take this money with confidence. We don't steal or rob it. If we are bullied, we should get our own justice back."

"This piece of silver was given to you by the gentleman who saw the injustice just now. Unfortunately, I haven't asked his name yet, otherwise I can tell you."

Hearing this, the old woman showed regret: "Oh, I'm so grateful to him, but I don't know the name of the benefactor."

Zhuang Ruoyun smiled.

She watched the old woman pack up and leave.

He went to the corn vendor again and handed him a piece of silver.

"I just borrowed your corn kernels, and they are scattered everywhere. It hinders your business. I'm really sorry. This is compensation."

The corn vendor is a middle-aged couple.

They waved their hands immediately.

"Girl, you really gave us a bad breath just now!"

"Those officials have always embarrassed us, but we dare not fight against him."

"Thanks to you! When the corn kernels are spilled, they are spilled. We absolutely cannot accept the money!"

Zhuang Ruoyun did not expect that the couple would be so reasonable.

She tried to hand over the money again and again, but they all refused to come back.

No way, she could only smile: "My shop is not far away, and it is full of spectacles. If my uncle and aunt need help in the future, feel free to come to me."

After speaking, Zhuang Ruoyun brought the girls back to the store.

The girl hurriedly closed the door and brought a glass of water to Zhuang Ruoyun.

"Master, it's too thrilling just now, that son will definitely be tracked down if he hits an official post."

"Why are you still helping that person cover!"

Zhuang Ruoyun sipped tea to moisten his throat, but he didn't say anything when he heard the words.

She raised her jade arm and scratched her hair.

Speaking of which, she did not expect that she would meet the First Prince here.

But what is he doing here?

Could it be that you want to take the little princess back?

On the other side, Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming took the carriage and stopped at the entrance of Lu Mansion.

The Guards respectfully said outside the carriage: "Princess Yaoguang and Lord Hou, please sit in the carriage for a while, and the subordinates will go to pass the news."

On Gu Nuo'er's round and tender little face, her black eyes sparkled.

She said softly with pink lips, "Don't bother, we are here to see the little brother of the Lu family. He is too timid and will be afraid."

Saying that, she pulled Ye Siming out of the carriage: "Let's ask ourselves."

The concierge of the Lu Mansion stared solemnly as soon as he saw the imperial guards clearing the way and a gorgeous carriage drove over.

Look at this posture, it's like the emperor is on patrol in micro clothes!

However, in a blink of an eye, I saw a little girl, gorgeously dressed, with a delicate and well-behaved face, walking down from the carriage with another stern boy.

Gu Nuo'er stepped forward and looked at the stunned doorman: "Hello, is little brother Lu Jiaqing there? Let's play with him!"