Marin was taken aback: "Mrs. Mo, even if you..."

"Ma Tutou, may I have forgotten that my wife has an order..." Mo Qingcheng glanced coldly, "Just now, Ma Tutou met me, why didn't you behave politely?"

"This...you...I..." Marin was stunned, "Are you Mrs. Ruyi?"

"Huh!" Mo Qingcheng nodded, looked at Marin with a smile, and teased: "Why, does Ma Tutou suspect someone is impersonating?"

Marin's face was so dark that water dripped out, what's the matter?Isn't it the money shopkeeper of Zuixianlou who sells moon cakes?How did it involve Mrs. Ruyi?

The people who eat melons are stunned, what?This little lady in front of me is the famous Mrs. Ruyi?

"Grassmen see Mrs. Ruyi!"

Crashing, a large group fell to their knees, the scene was shocking, Mo Qingcheng's head was full of black lines, and he quickly got everyone up.

"Fellow folks, please hurry up, I can't be my wife. If I have no choice today, I don't want to reveal my identity..." Mo Qingcheng gave a deep salute to everyone with eyes full of helplessness.

"Ah, I finally saw Mrs. Ruyi."

"How can Mrs. Ruyi harm someone? Can His Majesty's appointed wife be wrong?"

"That's right, this is jealousy and envy. Some people are envious of Zuixianlou's business."

"Mrs. Ruyi, we know who did it. It's the shopkeeper of Zuiyun Building and the little drug boy of Bao'an Hall."

"Yes, yes, the grassroots can testify."

"Grassmen can also testify."

"Walk around, go to the county government, let the county magistrate open the trial, and see how Ma Butou colluded with them?"

"Let's go! Let's go together, young and old!"

"Whoever dares to hurt Mrs. Ruyi, don't say that I have trouble with him!"

"Mrs. Ruyi's rice seeds were not sold at high prices, and the government took them away just to make us full."

"Old Wang, won't your conscience hurt?"

"Old Wang, why are you pretending to die? Just for two taels of silver, you dragged your grandson to criticize Mrs. Ruyi, how can you have the face to live?"

Everyone immediately pointed their finger at Lao Wang.

Old Wang trembled into a ball, the little grandson next to him had never seen such a posture before, and cried out loud.

"Grandpa, I said no, you won't listen, woo, we're going to die..." The little grandson of the old Wang's family got up crying, tears falling down, which made people feel distressed.

Mo Qingcheng sighed softly: "Little brother, don't be afraid, does your stomach still hurt?" Mo Qingcheng knelt down and looked at the little guy with a smile.

"Madam...I...my name is Maodan..." The little guy was sobbing and peeping through his fingers, seeing that Mo Qingcheng was not angry, he boldly said: "Madam, don't kill me and grandpa... oh Woo..."

Everyone sympathized with the grandparent and grandson one after another, and of course some people were indignant.

"Mrs. Ruyi, take this old thing to the county government, and see if he still dares to talk nonsense?"

"That's right! I'm not dead, I beat my son and daughter-in-law to death, and now I'm going to beat my grandson again, old man, bah! Bad luck!"

Old Wang's head was pale, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground and get in.Seeing that the situation was not good, he pulled his grandson to kneel on the ground with a thud, and kept kowtowing.

"Ma'am, help, help, they are all the black-hearted shopkeeper of Zuiyun Tower, woohoo... and Ma Tutou..."

"Nonsense!" Marin kicked Old Wang's head in the face.

Mo Qingcheng glanced coldly at Old Wang's head, then at Mao Dan, and slowly stood up: "Ma Tutou, how to solve this problem?"

Marin's face darkened: "Madam, please wait a moment."

The melon-eaters shut up one after another and watched the excitement. The corner of Mo Qingcheng's mouth curled up in a cold arc. Madam, how do you justify yourself?

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