The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

The teahouse owner was trembling, thinking that something was going to happen tonight, but Aunt Hua'er asked him for a private room with a mean face. The boss who was not as tall as Hua'er didn't dare to say anything.

Jiang Mingyue sat down in the private room and said to the boss standing in front of her: "Make a pot of scented tea and serve two plates of snacks."

Jiang Mingyue spoke in a gentle tone, but this one didn't smile. People looked more scared than Aunt Hua. This one doesn't seem to be here for tea, this one feels like he wants to be his ancestor.

"Why don't you keep silent?" Aunt Hua asked the boss while standing still.

The boss just woken up from a dream, and left the private room repeatedly in response.

"This teahouse looks quite big," Aunt Huaer said to Jiang Mingyue, "This boss is also a big business man, why do you look at nothing?"

The private room door hadn't been closed yet. The boss heard Aunt Hua's question. He was staggering. His hunch was correct. Something was going to happen tonight. What was it going to let him go through? !

Jiang Mingyue shook her head against Aunt Hua, and said, "Aunt, what are you doing with your boss?"

Aunt Hua walked to the private room door, listened to the movement outside, and said, "That one didn't come here."

Jiang Mingyue said in a leisurely manner: "I will come."

Aunt Hua ran back to Jiang Mingyue and said, "Either I go back to the Hou Mansion and invite Master Hou."

Jiang Mingyue: "What will my father do?"

Aunt Hua: "The elder son is not bad in martial arts. Our elder and Lord Fu can't beat him in partnership. What if he wants to hurt you? I, I can't beat him!"

If the elder son of Tushan can be won by scratching people, then their elders will get rid of the son of the old man soon?

Jiang Mingyue was amused by Aunt Hua, and said, "There are so many people here. He is going to beat me. It is him who is ashamed."

Aunt Hua: "What's the good thing about being beaten? No, let's take precautions. If you don't call Lord Hou, I have to call Dali and the others."

"No," Jiang Mingyue stopped Aunt Huaer and said, "Zhao Lingxiao's guards didn't come in, too. You let Dali and the others come in, and we really started fighting for a while, because we are so powerful and bullied him."

Aunt Hua: "Then bully him, what's the matter! With Lord Hou, who can't we fight? He is the prince of the feudal clan, does he have a voice in the capital?"

Jiang Mingyue looked at Aunt Hua. The two sides hadn't met yet, so let's talk harshly. Is this aunt in her family really panicked? "It's okay," Jiang Mingyue comforted Aunt Hua: "I can't do it."

Aunt Hua'er sat down beside Jiang Mingyue. The more Jiang Mingyue said that, the more panicked she became. Aunt Hua said to Jiang Mingyue, "You shouldn't have come up. What's wrong with the road? I rushed over in a horse-drawn carriage. The people in Tushan Palace still dare to chase us down?"

Jiang Mingyue opened the window of the private room, and the noisy human voice on the street spread into the private room in an instant, making the very elegant and refined private room suddenly become a noisy corner of the world.

"Why are there so many people on the street this night?" Aunt Hua began to complain about the crowds again.

Jiang Mingyue whispered: "Because this is the capital city, as long as the saint does not impose a curfew, our dayong capital will never sleep."

Aunt Hua said disgustingly: "It's so noisy, it makes people headache."

Jiang Mingyue looked at the street outside the window. It was quite noisy. There was a child crying across the street. His young parents coaxed together, but they couldn't coax the child well.

Aunt Huaer suddenly said: "The child is hungry, and the mother needs to be breast-fed. Is there a way to hug him?"

Jiang Mingyue: "They are very young. They may be parents for the first time. I don't know what to do."

Aunt Hua rushed across the street and shouted: "Hey, your son is hungry, feed him, don't hug him!"

The young couple across the street was startled by Hua Auntie's shouting, and the eyes of many passersby fell on the young couple, making the two blush.

"Don't be stunned," Aunt Hua yelled again: "Your sons are still crying!"

The young lady hugged her crying son, crouched toward the window and bowed, turned around and hurriedly searched for a place where she could feed the baby. When the husband watched the daughter-in-law and walked away holding his son in a daze, he reacted. After chasing his wife and children two steps, he remembered again, bowed to the window, and ran away chasing his wife and children.

Aunt Hua said: "It looks like a young couple going out shopping, maybe there are no old people watching at home, otherwise they can't let them be such a fool, and such an older child will be carried out to play at night?"

Jiang Mingyue: "Being able to cry so loudly indicates that the child is in good health."

Aunt Huaer: "That's true, that child must be a sturdy child if he can cry so loudly."

Jiang Mingyue: "Well,"

Aunt Hua: "Oh wrong, what did we say before?"

Who cares whether the child is strong or not? Has the matter before them resolved? !

At this time, the boss personally gave a pot of scented tea and two plates of dim sum into the private room.

"Thank you," Jiang Mingyue also thanked the boss.

The boss hurriedly said: "This lady, your people are still blocking the small door. Do you think you want to send them to the lobby to sit down and rest?"

Aunt Hua said immediately: "Just our family is blocking the door? Why don't you see the master who pulls people? Are you looking at us to talk?"

The boss sweats on his forehead, and he recognizes King Tushan. How dare he ask that guy? However, the boss wipes the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and it is impossible for someone who can compete with Tushan Palace!

"Small talkative, please use tea, Madam," the boss said to Jiang Mingyue with a smile on his face.

Jiang Mingyue: "I just have a few sips of tea and will leave soon, and it won't delay your business."

Your people blocked the gate and delayed my business!

The boss was aggrieved to yell, but he couldn't yell, so he could only say good things to Jiang Mingyue, and he leaned back outside the private room with his waist. Doing business in the capital can make a fortune, but there are too many powerful and powerful people in the capital, and no one can offend him as a businessman, so the boss pretends to be a grandson.

"Give him more money," Jiang Mingyue said to Aunt Hua'er, "We are delaying people's business."

In this regard, Aunt Hua is reasonable, Chong Jiang Mingyue nodded, and Aunt Hua said: "We are good people. I don't know if you know that you are bad business."

Jiang Mingyue laughed and said, "The one who doesn't know the fireworks in the world."

People in this world should all be around him, Zhao Lingxiao, how can he reason that Zhao Lingxiao thinks about others?

Aunt Hua went out of the private room, paid the tea money to the boss in advance, and said: "You won't suffer in vain, take it."

Holding double the tea money in his hand, the boss smiled openly. As long as the money was enough, the door of his teahouse was blocked, even if it was unloaded, he didn't complain.