For a moment, the only sounds around were the two people wrestling and insulting each other, as noisy as a vegetable market.
Ning Qiuze, already annoyed, looked at the two women wrestling on the ground, veins throbbing on his forehead as he shouted, "Stop it, both of you!"
The proprietress and Pan Ruoruo only had eyes for each other and didn't hear what he said at all.
"Bitch, I'll let you play tricks on me today. I'm going to tear your mouth apart!"
Having heard everything they said, Chang Qing looked at Ning Qiuze with a half-smile, "Prefect Ning is truly incredibly foolish. He was easily fooled by these two women's little tricks and almost wrongly accused a truly good person. He's truly... very good."
It was clearly a very ordinary sentence, not even a question, but it made Ning Qiuze speechless.
With Chang Qing watching him, Ning Qiuze couldn't just sit there and do nothing.
In addition to his dissatisfaction with Pan Ruoruo and the others, he suppressed his anger and beckoned two yamen runners over: "Come here, Pan Ruoruo and the others deliberately blackmailed Song Qianning about the silk matter. This is suspected of false accusation. First, put them in jail and wait for my trial."
It was not until they were lifted up by the yamen runners that the two men reacted and became furious.
The proprietress didn't even bother to hit Pan Ruoruo. She fell to the ground with a thud and said, "Sir, this was all Pan Ruoruo's fault. It has nothing to do with me. I was also harmed by her."
Ning Qiuze, whose mind was racing, couldn't bear to listen to the two's explanations, and was also worried that if he let them continue, it would arouse Chang Qing's suspicion.
He simply waved his hand at the yamen runners, his face darkening as he cursed, "Didn't you hear what I said? Take them away immediately! If you dare to delay again, I won't let you off!"
For fear of being implicated by Pan Ruoruo and the other two, the bailiff did not dare to delay. He quickly covered their mouths with his hands and pulled them away regardless of their struggles.
Seeing the two being taken away by the yamen runners, Song Qianning's eyes flashed with sarcasm: "If the prefect has nothing else to do, I will take my leave first."
At this time, Ning Qiuze didn't want to see Song Qianning's face at all. He waved his hand casually and almost asked her to drive him away.
Seeing Song Qianning leave, Changqing didn't say much to Ning Qiuze and followed her out of the government office.
Since Da Wang and Xiao Ya were still waiting in the restaurant, Song Qianning walked towards the restaurant after leaving the government office.
On the way back to the restaurant, Chang Qing turned his head to look at Song Qianning several times, opening and closing his mouth over and over again.
After a few times, it was hard for Song Qianning not to notice. She looked straight over and called out, "Master Changqing."
Suddenly hearing Song Qianning's voice, Chang Qing, who had been caught peeping, almost didn't react: "Ah? Oh, Miss Song, what do you want me to do?"
Not liking to beat around the bush, Song Qianning looked at the slightly bewildered Chang Qing and said directly, "If Young Master Chang Qing has anything to say, you might as well say it directly."
After being stunned for a long time, Chang Qing finally reacted. He scratched his head and trembled his lips, looking like he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.
"Master Changqing?" Song Qianning narrowed her eyes. "You really don't have anything to say to me?"
After hesitating for a while, Chang Qing couldn't help but ask, "Miss Song, how did you know where those account books are?"
Given Ning Qiuze's personality, the fact that he easily agreed to let Song Qianning go to the room to find the account book meant that he had already done the finishing work in advance, otherwise he would definitely stop her from going in.
And when Song Qianning found the account book in the room, Chang Qing noticed that the shock on Ning Qiuze's face was revealed subconsciously, and it was definitely not fake, which meant that he himself had not thought that the account book would be found.
In particular, Song Qianning found more than one account book, including the original and the rubbing.
Facing Chang Qing's question, Song Qianning's expression remained unchanged, and she said calmly: "To be honest, Master Chang Qing, I was able to find the account book so easily, or..."
Song Qianning paused mid-sentence, her tone becoming more serious. "A deity appeared in my dream, telling me that trouble was about to come my way. It was also because of the deity's presence in my dream that I knew someone would target me, so I took precautions in advance and wasn't caught off guard by Pan Ruoruo and the others."
He deliberately didn't finish his words, leaving it for Changqing to imagine.
Finally, Song Qianning clasped her hands together in front of her, looked up at the sky, her face full of seriousness and emotion.
"They say there are gods above us. There must be real gods in heaven, for they sent me a dream to help me avoid today's disaster."
If it were someone else, after hearing Song Qianning's words, they would at most treat it as a joke and laugh it off, but Chang Qing was not like that.
After digesting what Song Qianning said, Chang Qing's face was full of admiration: "Miss Song is really a person with great luck. Even the gods in heaven are helping you."
Noticing that Chang Qing's admiration was not fake, Song Qianning raised an eyebrow: "I thought Master Chang Qing would say that there are no gods in heaven."
With a chuckle, Chang Qing said mysteriously to Song Qianning, "Actually, my grandfather also had a similar prophetic dream when he was leading his troops in battle."
Speaking of Qin Ye, Song Qianning also became interested. She perked up and asked, "Master Qin also had a precognitive dream?"
Seeing that Song Qianning was interested in this matter, Chang Qing nodded and told her in detail about the predictive dream Qin Ye had when he led his troops to battle.
"...It's all thanks to that prophetic dream I had that everything went smoothly."
It is also because of Qin Ye that Chang Qing's trust and acceptance of the sayings of gods are much higher than that of ordinary people.
He didn't doubt Song Qianning's words at all, and said to her excitedly: "So, there is a high probability... no, there must be real gods in heaven."
After discussing the prophetic dream, Chang Qing said with lingering interest, "Also, a long time ago, someone told me that I was the reincarnation of a war god from heaven. Because of my mistakes, I was cast down to earth and became a mortal to experience trials. Miss Song, like me, is a person blessed by heaven."
Finally, he even joked deliberately: "If you ask me, Miss Song and I must have been extraordinary in our past lives. Maybe they were gods in heaven, or some great figures."
As a serious fish, Song Qianning somewhat agreed with Changqing's words.
Her past life was far more complicated than that. She wasn't even human at all. As for Qin Ye...
Thinking of Qin Ye's serious look, Song Qianning couldn't help but secretly complain in her heart.
When I first met Qin Ye, he had a cold face, and it was the same every time I saw him later.
Even though they later learned that he was the biological father of the two cubs, the two gradually became familiar with each other, and the man they met was a little different from when they first met him.
However, apart from occasionally smiling in front of the two cubs, she mostly had a cold face at other times, and there was also the picture that the barefoot immortal showed her.
Collecting his thoughts, Song Qianning sighed in his heart that Qin Ye was indeed not easy to mess with.
After all, how could someone who has the potential to become a villain be simple?
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