Chapter 127: No love, only power and wealth
I still say that, if Jiang Qiyun doesn't dare to beat Qiao Wanyan, does he dare not beat this useless person?
At the entrance of the Flower God Temple, Li Xiucheng was beaten to the point of crying for his parents. The accompanying guards were beaten by Jiang Qiyun and fell to the ground, whimpering and screaming, causing passers-by to sigh.
There were some people who couldn't stand it, but seeing that one side was a group of people and the other side had only one person, it was obvious that one side was outnumbered and was killed in return, so naturally no one wanted to get involved in this trivial matter.
What's more, some people knew the young marquis of Jing'an Marquis' Mansion, and no one wanted to provoke him, no matter who was right or wrong.
Li Xiucheng lay on the ground holding his stomach and screaming for a long time. When Li Xiucheng's father, the prefect of Tongzhou, came over, he was shocked.
After careful questioning, he learned that his son was beaten by a playboy. He immediately took his son to find Jing'an Hou, who was now in charge of the Flower God Temple for worship and prayer.
The Temple of the Goddess of Flowers was built by the royal family and had always been constructed and managed by the Jing'an Marquis' Mansion.
"Don't be afraid, my son. Father will take you to seek justice from Marquis Jing'an! How dare this little Huang'er be so presumptuous in the Flower God Temple? Marquis Jing'an will definitely not let him off if he finds out!"
Li Xiucheng nodded, "I will definitely make him look good!"
Qiao Wanyan took the three incense sticks handed to her by Ziyuan, and Jiang Qiyun followed and stood beside her, chattering angrily.
"What do you mean? What do you mean by not familiar? Are you doing this on purpose? You are not familiar with me but with him, right?"
Qiao Wanyan frowned slightly. Didn't she see that she was burning incense and praying? Why did this dog keep barking?
He keeps chirping. I really want to sew his mouth shut.
"Go away." She said impatiently.
Jiang Qiyun was already holding his breath, and when he saw her impatient look, he became even angrier.
"Tell me clearly, what do you mean by you are not familiar with me? You deliberately led that idiot to hit me. I haven't provoked you recently, right?"
Qiao Wanyan retracted the three incense sticks that she was holding high in the air, raised her foot and kicked him hard.
Although Jiang Qiyun was a well-known playboy, his kung fu was not bad. He dodged Qiao Wanyan's embroidered kick with ease, so much so that she almost fell down.
Jiang Qiyun immediately reached out to support her and said, "Why don't you thank me, Master?"
Qiao Wanyan looked at him and stepped hard on his foot. Immediately, Jiang Qiyun's fair face turned purple.
"Thank you, silly dog."
Qiao Wanyan's strength was not very strong, but she stepped on his toes. The pain instantly doubled, and he even felt blood bruises on his toes.
Qiao Wanyan smiled brightly, her eyes curved like the moon, "Why aren't you smiling? Aren't you happy that I thank you?"
Jiang Qiyun turned around and left without saying a word. A moment later, a sharp and miserable cry was heard from the Zen room in the backyard of the Flower God Temple.
Qiao Wanyan tilted her head slightly and looked at his back, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.
Turn around and continue to worship and pray.
'May the flower god bless this believer. I don't ask for love, I only ask for power, wealth and respect from everyone!'
Yun Yao followed suit and lit three incense sticks, muttering softly: "May the Flower God bless Yun Yao so that she can eat all the delicious food in Kyushu and have fun in Kyushu, and never meet the bad guys who cheat me again, and my brother will stop nagging me to go back, and I will never get a stomachache no matter how much I eat, and I will develop many powerful poisons, and sister A Yan will always be beautiful and love me forever, and sister Zi Yuan can eat pork elbows every day........."
Qiao Wanyan waited for Yun Yao for a whole cup of tea, but she still didn't close her mouth to finish her wish list.
She looked up at the flower god statue, then closed her eyes and said silently, "Don't blame me, the little girl is young and ignorant. If the flower god wants to punish her, please punish this girl alone. I am not with her."
After the worship, the two walked out of the Flower God Temple. He Baozhu immediately ran up to them and said, "Wanyan, when did you come? I thought you said yesterday that you might not come to the Flower God Temple. It's great to see you here!"
The two chatted and laughed as they planned to go for an outing at the foot of the mountain behind the Flower God Temple to enjoy the flowers, but they saw Qiao Yihuan.
He Baozhu was a little embarrassed, but Qiao Yihuan walked over with a smile as always, his manners were elegant and proper.
As always, she was bare-faced, wearing a moon-white dress, with only a silver hairpin in her hair, looking gentle and charming with a strong sense of fragility and purity.
Such a woman can make people feel pity at a glance, and can't help but speak in a lowered voice.
Today, during the Flower Festival, all women dress up as best as possible, and everything they wear or carry is flower-related.
Among the crowd of blooming flowers, Qiao Yihuan's dress stands out from the crowd and attracts attention.
But the premise is that it is not in front of Qiao Wanyan. Such a contrast is like red flowers and green leaves.
What I saw at first glance was definitely not her.
She is pure and unworldly among the crowd, but purity will always pale in comparison to beauty.
"Baozhu, long time no see. You are dressed differently today and it suits you very well."
He Baozhu was a little impressed. She admired that she was not happy with him that day, but after not seeing her for such a long time, she could still greet him and talk to him like before.
How to describe it? It was so gentle that she felt uncomfortable.
"Thanks."
Qiao Wanyan took He Baozhu's arm and smiled softly, "Today is the Flower Festival. Why are you dressed so plainly? Are you in mourning?"
The smile on Qiao Yihuan's lips froze.
Qiao Wanyan said again: "I was just joking, sister won't blame me, right?"
Qiao Yihuan forced a smile and asked, "How could that be?"
Since you want to appear gentle and kind, you can only swallow your anger.
Qiao Wanyan stroked the tongcao flowers in her hair, her face as bright as a blooming spring flower: "Sister is so kind. Sister, please be busy now. We still have to go to the back mountain to enjoy the flowers. We will leave first."
After saying that, he left with He Baozhu.
Qiao Yihuan's face darkened. Seeing that He Baozhu followed her without refusing, she gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down.
Why is He Baozhu so close to her now? !
Why betray yourself?
"Miss Yihuan?" A middle-aged man came over and said with a smile as he approached her. "It's really you. I thought I was seeing things!"
Qiao Yihuan calmed down and said in a gentle voice, "It turned out to be Shopkeeper Zhou."
Shopkeeper Zhou said, "I was thinking of inviting you to visit our shop after the Flower Festival. You didn't know that the soap made with the recipe you told me is selling extremely well! Recently, our business has been booming! We'll split the profits 50-50 as we agreed before, and I'll give you the money at the end of the month!"
Qiao Yihuan nodded slightly, "Thank you."
Shopkeeper Zhou was somewhat emotional, "I never thought that lard could be used to make something this good. May I ask if this was Miss Yihuan's idea?"
Qiao Yihuan nodded, "That's right. I usually like to study some strange things, and I never thought that I could make a soap that is better than bath beans."
Shopkeeper Zhou exclaimed: "Miss Yihuan is really smart. If you have such good things in the future, you must come to me first!"
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