Chapter 138

Yicheng is very prosperous. It is a city comparable to the capital city. The capital city is inhabited by dignitaries, but many of the people in Yicheng are rich. It is a city full of rich people.

Two ragged women pulled a ragged scooter, on which there was something wrapped by the ragged straw mat, revealing a pair of dirty feet. At first sight, they knew that a dead man was under the straw mat.

Seeing this kind of picture, everyone unconsciously evaded them.

The people who hold the scooter are Ning Shu and Yue LAN. The one who is lying on the scooter and loading the dead is brother Amway.

Ning Shu is tired to death. He looks around and finds a busy place. He stops the scooter, and with Yuelan, he lifts him off the scooter and puts him on the street. Then he takes out a board, which says "bury the father by selling himself"

Ning Shu kneels in front of him, crawls on him and wails, "Dad, it's my daughter who can't deal with you. ”

"don't be sad, miss. The Lord will see her filial piety in heaven." Yuelan first dissuades Ning Shu, then pours on dark Wei and wails, "master, you are so miserable, master, master."

Ning Shu saw Yuelan's holding position was a little sensitive. It was estimated that Yuelan was just in the place of dark guard birds, but she didn't notice anything. She cried desperately.

Ning Shu felt that the mat under the mat moved, and the mat on his body moved with him. Ning Shu hurriedly pulled up Yuelan, who was crawling on the mat. Yuelan wiped her tears and asked, "what's the matter, miss?"

Ning Shu wants to say that you've pressed his JJ, but seeing Yuelan's face, she says, "don't touch dad's body."

Yuelan Oh two, kneeling on one side of the crackling tears, see Ning Shu are awed, this is the real shadow.

The movements of Ningshu and Yuelan can be heard in half the street, attracting a lot of onlookers, but no one came out to buy Ningshu.

Ning Shu also doesn't care. His goal is not these people. He is waiting for the male Lord, the emperor Shang, who is rich and powerful.

"What can I do now, miss? No one has asked us the price for so long." Yuelan asked.

"Don't worry," Ning Shu said

Yuelan looks at this moment. No one asks. She kneels on the ground and doesn't cry. She wipes her tears with a dirty handkerchief.

There is no one around to ask about the price. Ning Shu regrets that he didn't put his own in such a mess for a long time. No one asked if he was too pitiful.

Ning Shu kneels on the ground and is about to fall asleep. He dozes off bit by bit. Yuelan next to him has long been sleeping on the scooter, and his saliva is running out.

"Sell yourself to bury your father?" A low and sexy voice sounded, Ning Shu had no drowsiness, and hurriedly pushed Yuelan, who had fallen asleep beside her.

As soon as Yuelan opened her eyes, she began to howl, "master, it's not good for the maidservant to protect the young lady, so that the young lady now falls to the point of selling herself to bury her father, young lady, the poor young lady of the maidservant." Yuelan hugs Ning Shu and wails.

Ning Shu wrenched Yuelan hard and held her arm. She said sadly to the visitor, "my son, a little girl from Chuzhou, has no way to go, so she sold herself to bury her father."

"Look up for me."

Ning Shu immediately looks up at the man. The background around the man is empty. He is the shining existence. Nanzhujun is right.

Qi Sheng's body is flowing with a gentle and cruel aesthetic feeling, steady and dangerous. His eyes are deep, and nothing seems to be surging.

This is the emperor's business, Qi Sheng.

Qi Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Ning Shu's dirty face, closed the folding fan and smashed it gently on the palm of his hand, saying, "why don't you wash your face clean, make it beautiful and sell it at a better price?"

Ning Shu didn't say anything, Yue Lan said: "my miss said, regardless of our appearance to help us are good people."

Qi Sheng is dressed in a royal suit. Every place is extremely exquisite. The pendant of the folding fan is full of round jade. It looks like a rich family. Every move is full of wealth.

Qi Sheng squatted down, lifted up the broken straw mat with a folding fan, looked at dark Wei's square face with his head askew, looked at Ning Shu again, and said, "you are a little far away from your father."

Ning Shu said quietly, "my mother's beauty neutralizes my father's ugliness."

Ning Shu feels aggrieved for brother Amway. Even if he is ugly, he is still old-fashioned. Qi Sheng has no doubt that brother Amway's age can bring her such a big daughter.

Ning Shu looked at Qi Sheng expectantly. "Young master, if you don't have a maid in your family, just let my father bury you. The little girl is the maid in the young master's house."

Qi Sheng Shua opened the folding fan and said, "how much silver do you want?"

Ning Shu reaches out a finger, and Qi Sheng glances at Ning Shu's finger. "One or two silver?"

Nima, one or two silvers is not enough. They are pretending to be dead here, and they are crying for help. They don't have enough money to buy three bowls of noodles. They are all stingy.Ning Shu said shyly to Qi Sheng, "young master, one or two silvers are a little small, and you can't even buy a coffin."

Qi Sheng's folding fan shakes and says lightly, "say, how much is it?"

"My father used to be a court official. Although he was a junior official of Qipin sesame, he was also an official. How could he meet the ancestors when he was buried so hastily? So young master, can you add more points?"

Ning Shula said to Yuelan, "since then, we are both your maids."

"Say so many, just want to sit on the ground to start the price." Qi Sheng is indifferent. "How much is it?"

"Ten thousand Liang." Ning Shu said forcefully.

Qi Sheng's expression hasn't changed. Ning Shu's eyelids have been chosen. It's the emperor businessman with deep thoughts.

Qi Sheng held out five fingers, Ning Shu frowned and asked, "five thousand liang?"

"Five Liang, if you don't want to." Qi Sheng said quietly, turned around and left. Ning Shu saw that Qi Sheng was really gone. He hurriedly stood up and stepped on dark Wei's body, catching up with Qi Sheng and said, "young master, please stay."

"Poof, cough..." Being trodden on by Ning Shu, dark Wei coughs violently. Yuelan's face is so confused that she doesn't know what to do. Ning Shu immediately jumps up and wails, "Dad, do you have anything to tell your daughter about when you come back? It's her daughter's fault. You can't make a proper funeral for her father, so that he can't see the ancestors."

Dark Wei stares at Ning Shu and closes his eyes like he's dead. Ning Shu immediately wails, "Dad..."

Yuelan also followed the wailing, "master, master."

Qi Sheng raised his eyebrows, walked up and put his hand on the tip of dark Wei's nose, and said to Ning Shu, "I'm sorry."

Ning Shu: (⊙ o ⊙)

really dead?!