Chapter 139 He hasn't even gotten married yet, but he's going to marry an actor!

"It stinks."

Yuan Baobao pinched his nose. Prince Yi looked at the shopkeeper's crotch and the suspicious puddle of water under the waiter's feet, and turned his head away in disgust.

The onlookers were also stunned. Although some people didn't target them, several people wanted to leave when they saw this.

The main reason was that these people were too scary.

I don't know if they are too strong or they don't know their own limitations. They actually dared to attack the county magistrate's shop.

"Do you know now?"

Liu Quan was still smiling. The waiter's face turned pale with pain, and his voice trembled:

"No..."

The account book was recorded and kept by the shopkeeper himself. He really didn't know.

Liu Quan turned to look at the shopkeeper:

"What about you?"

With a swish, the dagger in the second hand was pulled out, leaving a beautiful blood line.

"I... a villain..."

The shopkeeper stuttered, looked at the yamen runner lying on the ground and couldn't get up, and then looked at the waiter whose hands were disabled, he nodded with difficulty.

...

"Haha, there is still a lot of food in stock."

Seeing the account book, King Yi sneered:

"Ye Feng, you take care of it, let them put the pot on the porridge first, the porridge can be thicker, let these people drink a bowl first."

The people who followed in were stunned when they heard this:

"Sir, is what you just said true?"

The eldest master in the lead had red eyes and trembling hands.

"Sir, I think you are a good person, quite courageous. You can take them to find some big pots and tell the people here that the court has known about the disaster and has sent people to deal with it."

"I came here first."

Everyone was stunned, but the shopkeeper's face was pale.

Just now he was still thinking about how to notify Lord Zhu and ask him to send someone to deal with it.

But now...

knowing that the person in front of him was sent by the court, Lord Zhu...

The shopkeeper felt cold in his heart, and he thought it was over.

Not only their masters are finished, but he, the shopkeeper, is also afraid that he will be in danger.

Thinking about what he just said to this master, the shopkeeper wanted to slap himself.

"Want to redeem yourself by making meritorious contributions?"

Prince Yi squatted down and looked at the shopkeeper coldly.

"My Lord, do I still have a chance?"

A glimmer of hope flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes.

"Yes."

Prince Yi was still taciturn and spoke sparingly.

"I am willing."

"Oh, my master saw that you are good at talking and was moved by your talent."

Liu Quan laughed. He had always been by the prince's side, and he also heard what the little princess said just now, so he knew that the prince wanted to keep the shopkeeper.

"This is a blessing that others cannot earn in several lifetimes, so you must seize it."

Liu Quan laughed: "Work with them to resettle the nearby disaster victims."

"There is not much food for now, so everyone should have a bowl of porridge first, and new arrangements will be made tomorrow."

Liu Quan said in a serious voice:

"Don't worry, the court has already prepared food, and we will lead everyone through this difficult time."

"Oh my God, what did I just hear?"

Everyone came to their senses after Prince Yi and the others left.

The eldest master knelt down in the direction where Prince Yi left and began to kowtow:

"My Lord, the Great Lord."

"Thank you, my Lord."

Everyone knelt down and kowtowed. Ye Feng said hurriedly:

"Okay, have you forgotten what my master said? Hurry up and put up the big pot and start cooking."

"Cooking!" I do

n't know who shouted first, everyone got up from the ground and ran home quickly.

There is a big pot at home, and they will be able to eat food soon.

Prince Yi heard the cheers behind him and felt bitter.

The demands of these people are very simple, they just want to fill their stomachs.

But the county magistrate, the so-called local official, would rather hide the food and sell it at a high price than give it to the people.

This was the first one he had met, and definitely not the last one.

"Baby, what do you think these officials are thinking?"

Prince Yi suddenly asked.

Yuan Baobao tilted his head: "What nonsense."

Prince Yi snorted, this little girl...

[She must have a lucky mentality, the emperor is far away, they are the local emperors here, it's up to them to do whatever they want? ]

[That Lord Zhu, he definitely didn't expect that Dad would come here in person, right? ]

...

County government office.

Because of the famine, there were people gathered not far from the door, but no one dared to approach.

There were no yamen runners at the door, and they were all gathered outside the lobby.

"Dad, I really like Xiaodie. Please, let me marry her too."

In the hall, a young fat man who looked about 20 years old was kneeling in the middle, and next to him was a girl who looked only 15 or 16 years old with a voluptuous figure and heavy makeup.

On the chair in the middle, Master Zhu looked down with an angry face.

He was no more than 40 years old this year, with a fat head and big ears, and the whole person looked like a ball.

He opened his eyes hard, but even so, his eyeballs were still invisible.

There is no way, he is too fat.

Beside him, a beautiful girl of 17 or 18 years old carefully helped him calm down, and said softly:

"Young Master, just say less, you make the master angry."

"Little bitch, shut up!"

Not far away, a woman in her 40s glared at the woman coldly and said angrily:

"My son's affairs are not something you, a little bitch, can say."

"Master..." The woman pursed her lips in grievance, tears rolled down, and she looked so pitiful.

Lord Zhu hurriedly reached out to hug the woman, and did not forget to glare at the middle-aged woman:

"Shut up!"

"Look at the good son you raised!"

"You haven't even gotten married yet, and you want to marry an actor!"

Lord Zhu's eyes were wide open, and the middle-aged woman frowned:

"It was this cheap actor who seduced my son!"

"Madam, Xiaodie didn't..."

The kneeling woman sobbed softly, and Lord Zhu's son Zhu Aimin hugged her in his arms distressedly, and said angrily:

"This has nothing to do with Xiaodie, I like her and want to marry her. Besides, Xiaodie already has my son, you don't want our Zhu family's children to be stranded outside, right?"

Lord Zhu's face changed, and Mrs. Zhu was also stunned.

Mrs. Zhu stared at Xiaodie's belly with her eyes fixed, this bastard, is she really pregnant?

"This..."

Lord Zhu hesitated. Although he had many women, he only had this one son. But he

had many daughters.

He was naturally very concerned about his only son. When he heard that he had a grandson, the fat on his face trembled:

"Since we have one, then..."

"No."

Before Lord Zhu could finish, Mrs. Zhu interrupted him:

"Master, no!"

"If we let this bitch come into the mansion and give birth to a child, the Su family will not agree to marry their daughter to us."