C46

Yao Sisi turned her head and looked at the ten-odd people who were still wailing and bellowing, "What are you guys shouting about? Get the hell out of this alley!"

He thought for a while and said, "Take this ugly freak out of this alley, and throw him everywhere you like!"

Over ten people grabbed onto the scarred man's clothes and quickly disappeared before everyone's eyes. How could they not run faster?

When Yao Sisi saw everyone's shock, she became dumbfounded. Stabilizing her situation, she awkwardly laughed, "Everyone, don't misunderstand, I am just a bit more ruthless towards bad people. Alright, you eight will bring these patients to the medical officer. Yuanbao, you go with their families and pay up after seeing the patient. I still have some matters to settle here, come and find me later. "

"Yes!" The ingot answered.

The few people who had pleaded for her earlier were brimming with joy. "Thank you for saving my life, Miss."

Yao Sisi couldn't stand being thanked like that. She helped them all up one by one and comforted them, "Go and take care of the illness, I will be responsible for your three meals in the future. When I have the money, I will sell everyone a house to shelter them from the wind and rain."

After finally sending off all the grateful people, Yao Sisi got down to business. Standing on a shabby chair, she waved her arms and said, "Today, you will spread the news throughout the city that the four thousand gold coins of the Prime Minister's Estate is preparing to auction off five hundred Jin of ice cubes at the entrance of the Prime Minister's Estate. It was the evening of the following day. Tomorrow, after this matter is successful, you four will go find a large house with a lower price. That way, you can all live in the house earlier and believe that your lives will be better in the future. "

The twenty or so people behind him were excited as they listened. They never dreamed that one day they would be able to live in a house and not have to worry about the problem of food and clothing. All of a sudden, she was like a god to Yao Sisi, and every single one of them expressed that they would complete the mission beautifully.

Yao Sisi was not as happy as they were. She knew these people only ate a lot of silver every day, but she didn't have a lot of silver on her. It seemed like he was going to use the two thousand silver from that day's competition. She did not have to worry about money in the short term, but she still had to find other ways as time went on. Sitting around and eating would only leave him empty-handed.

At this moment, the ingots had returned, they had already been out long enough, it was time to return. Fortunately, she had set the location outside of the Prime Minister's mansion, so she had saved a bit of money, and had ordered the ingots to give them all the silver, as the saying goes, only after eating a full meal can one do a good job.

Yao Sisi and Yuan Bao were on their way back to the Prime Minister's Estate when Yuan Bao praised them, "Young Miss, you're so awesome!"

"That's right!"

"However, Miss, when did you learn martial arts? How come you don't know about Origin Treasures?"

Yao Sisi looked helplessly at Yuanbao. "I'm asking you, do you know how many hairs I have?" Do you know how many bones I have? " Looking at Yuanbao who was deep in thought, she said, "You don't know, right? How did you know everything about me? You will slowly find out in the future. Don't ask me any more questions, do you?"

Yuan Bao nodded with a bitter face.

Yao Sisi formed a fan shape with her hands and shook herself a few times to feel a little cool. The moment she heard the question, a wave of heat spread out from her head. She whined, "Hurry! It's going to be hot to death! Go back as fast as ice cubes!"

In the evening, Yao Sisi learned from Yuanbao about the situation of the beggars. The popular saying, "The Prime Minister sells ice with thousands of gold", sounded just like the name of a dish. Those who had received good news had already passed on many versions: Some young master of the Ice Pavilion was infatuated with the prime minister's daughter, and in a moment of delight, she gave the prime minister an uncountable amount of ice.

However, the young master of the Ice Pavilion ignored her. In order to avoid the entanglement of the Prime Minister's daughter, the young master had given her a lot of ice, but who knew that the Prime Minister had actually intentionally blackmailed her, in the end with the intention of selling her money, so as to prepare for the auction tomorrow. And so on and so forth. In any case, there were different opinions.

Yao Sisi didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she listened to the report. It seemed that she had underestimated the imagination of the ancient people. However, this was also good. This way, the Fourth Prince would unknowingly dislike her even more.

However, Yuanbao was extremely anxious. He paced back and forth in the room and constantly said, "Miss, what should we do? This is bad." "What should we do?"

"Alright, alright. Can you stop? It's spinning so fast that my head is spinning. I can't do anything about it. The sky hasn't fallen yet."

Yuan Bao looked at Yao Sisi's indifferent face and the worry between her brows deepened. He said worriedly, "Miss, your reputation has been ruined and your future days will not be so good, Miss! "Miss, aren't you worried?"

Yao Sisi pulled the ingot onto the chair and said, "I'm very serious. I'm telling you very seriously that I'm not worried. Can you help me prepare for tomorrow's auction?" Yuan Bao firmly believed that Yao Sisi must be feeling very sad. She was just worried that everyone would be worried so she didn't say anything and pretended to be indifferent. She didn't want to talk about this matter, in case Yao Sisi felt even more upset.

The courtyard was deep, and his eyebrows were locked. The long hair on his vertical knees was unkempt with the wind, and he still seemed thinner in the breeze than he had ever been.

"Young master, please advise us how to deal with this matter." Shadowgale dropped to one knee, a trace of anger in his respectful gaze.

Mo Yuxian waved his hand and said, "Stand up. Let her handle this matter."

Shadow hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still stood up. How could Mo Yuxu not see that Ying had yet to speak? His slender fingers elegantly lifted the purple teapot and poured himself a cup of tea. He then took a sip and said, "Ying, feel free to speak."

Shadow lowered his head, his voice very low and heavy. He enunciated word by word, "Young Lord, Miss Zhen Er is already dead. That she isn't."

"Shut up. You should know what obedience is." Mo Yu's brows twitched as a sharp aura suddenly appeared.

Shadow had followed beside Mo Yuxu ever since he was young, and knew everything about Mo Yuxian. If one said that they were master and servant, then one could say that they were close friends. He did not want to see it again, and he did not want to. Moreover, he believed that Yao Sisi was intentionally approaching Mo Yuxian, and there must be a conspiracy within, so he stubbornly insisted, "Young Master, this subordinate knows that these words are already out of line, but this subordinate does not want to see the Young Master to think too much about Miss Zhen Er and make a mistake!"

As it turned out, in the past four years, his heart still could not accept the fact that he had lost her. He lifted his eyes and lightly blinked, thinking back to yesterday's bold and straightforward Yao Sisi, he believed that she did not have any ill intentions and slowly said, "Don't mention it again, I clearly know in my heart that she is not a real child. Whatever she wants to do, as long as it's not too much, she can do as she pleases."

"Young Lord!" Ying saw that Mo Yu was unmoved, so he lowered his head and withdrew the light. "Yes!" With that, a gust of wind blew, and the person disappeared.

The sorrow in his eyes flowed down like a torrential flood, and the death aura hidden in his eyes grew stronger instead. He took out a jade green flute that emitted a clear green light under the sun from his sleeve, and as if it cherished life, he used a handkerchief to wipe the flute's body, not leaving anything out. His expression was attentive, but his eyes were dim and lifeless.