A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

"Of course I know, we are good friends who can talk about anything.

If you don't believe me, you can look at this letter and see if the words on it are Master Song's handwriting."

Young Master Wang pulled out a letter from his bosom and threw it casually at the county magistrate's face, who hurriedly caught it.

When he opened the letter, he saw that it was indeed the handwriting of Song Zhizhou. The words were full of respect, even humility. The county magistrate's expression froze slightly.

He had always thought that Wen Meijiu was in his pocket, and he also thought that Prince Wang didn't treat Wen Meijiu very well. But who knew that Prince Wang's temperament changed drastically and he even protected her.

The worst thing is that he misjudged Prince Wang’s identity. Even Prefect Song had to be respectful to him, so his status must be higher than Prefect Song’s.

Is he here just for marriage or does he have some other purpose?

Why was it such a coincidence that they fought his uncle as soon as they arrived?

The county magistrate regretted his misjudgment very much. He should have realized earlier that this young master Wang was different from others. Judging from his dress and his arrogant demeanor, he should have been able to see the whole picture.

The lawyer also came over and took a closer look at the handwriting. It was indeed written by Song Zhizhou.

Seeing the county magistrate's hands trembling, the lawyer suddenly said:

"Congratulations, sir. Congratulations, sir. It is said that it is a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar.

My Lord must have been so surprised by the sudden good news that he forgot for a moment how to entertain the prince.

They say ignorance is innocent, and we can be said to have known each other for a long time."

Although these words were somewhat offensive to Prince Wang's status, at least they were meant to smooth things over.

But he refused to stop the dispute. The county magistrate was not even worthy of a title, so who was his legal advisor? How dare he talk nonsense here? He wanted to be on equal footing with his master. Was he dreaming?

"Who is your friend? Who are you friends with? Have some shame."

As soon as the words to stop the dispute came out, the lawyer's face turned red instantly. He smacked his lips twice and dared not say anything else. He just glanced at the handwriting and was not clear about the true identity of Young Master Wang.

Now, the key lies in Master Wang's attitude. The county magistrate did not dare to respond. He rolled his eyes up and secretly looked at Master Wang's reaction, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Prince Wang had an indifferent expression on his face, his eyelashes drooping, looking at the warm wine in his arms, but his mind was working.

His attitude was rebellious and distant. He neither said he forgave nor that he did not forgive.

The county magistrate was so panicked that he stood there not daring to move.

The atmosphere in the air was so tense that one could hear a pin drop.

The guests who were watching the fun felt very happy and secretly cursed the county magistrate for seeking his own death and having met his match.

Everyone saw that the county magistrate could call a horse a zebra and confuse right and wrong as long as it suited his own interests.

Wen Meijiu felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, so she pushed away Prince Wang who was hugging her waist, and immediately responded when she got the chance:

"That's right. It's better to resolve a feud than to create one. We didn't know each other until we fought."

Wen Meijiu, who had regained her freedom, felt relieved. He almost hugged her to death just now. Was he trying to excuse her or was he waiting for an opportunity to kill her?

Seeing that the future "Mrs. Wang" had said not to care, the lawyer hurried forward to curry favor with her in order to gain Wen Meijiu's favor and make up for his disrespect to her just now.

“Madam Wang is very magnanimous, no wonder Master Wang thinks so highly of her.

I will apologize to Madam right away. I hope you will not hold a grudge against us for our unintentional mistake just now.

This is all because of…”

Shopkeeper Tong, who had already secretly confirmed that he had received the money from Wen Meijiu, was already very anxious because his lines had just been snatched away by Master Wang. He took this opportunity to quickly clarify for Wen Meijiu, otherwise he would be of no value.

He hurriedly dove in between the master and the warm wine, speaking very quickly and hatefully:

“It’s all Boss Chen’s fault. If he hadn’t been talking nonsense, this wouldn’t have happened.

I can swear on my head that Madam Wang only came here to make a request and did not do anything suspicious. "

The corners of his mouth twitched. Even though he was rebuked, he did not dare to get angry at Manager Tong, for fear that he would do something wrong and offend Wen Meijiu.

The yellow-haired girl in front of him is no longer the same as before. She has transformed into the county magistrate's guest of honor, so he has to coax her a little.

“Yes, I think so too.

Since the madam is here to order, then Shopkeeper Tong should hurry up, as for the bill, the bill is..."

The position of legal advisor is not for nothing. He has to save face for the county magistrate at critical moments. He turned around and looked at the county magistrate standing behind him and let him take over the conversation.

"It doesn't matter. It's on my account. It's on my account. No matter how much you eat, it's on my account."

The county magistrate wiped his sweat and finally reacted. He hurriedly pushed aside the people on both sides and squeezed in front of Master Wang and Wen Meijiu.

Young Master Wang looked down on the county magistrate, who was a master of changing his face. He glanced at him sideways and didn't want to talk to him at all.

Wen Meijiu thought differently from what he did. She was poor and tried to save money on everything, not to mention that there were so many people at home waiting for food.

Also, when she encounters such an unscrupulous and corrupt official, she would kill him if she could, otherwise wouldn't it be too easy for him?

"Okay, my lord is straightforward. I agreed on his behalf."

"Thank you ma'am, thank you very much."

Someone went on to say that even if it wasn't Prince Wang himself, it was hope. The county magistrate nodded rapidly and quickly led the way, leading people into the lobby.

"Manager Tong, please get someone to prepare the food."

The lawyer made arrangements at the back, and Shopkeeper Tong didn't have time to think about it and went there quickly.

With Cheng Yaojin showing up unexpectedly, the county magistrate dared not arrest any rebels. The important thing to do was to send these three great gods away as soon as possible.

"Sir, please take a seat."

As soon as Prince Wang and Wen Meijiu entered the lobby, someone brought in tables and chairs and placed them in the middle of the lobby for people to sit down.

Wen Meijiu sat with Prince Wang, while the county magistrate stood beside Prince Wang, bowed and served him, and asked in a low voice:

"Master Wang, just tell me what you want to eat, and I'll ask Shopkeeper Tong and his men to make it specially for you.

If he fails to do well, let him be beheaded.”

The more he fawned, the more Prince Wang looked down on him. His already cold and distant face was now covered with frost, so cold that others dared not approach him.

"You, the county magistrate, are more powerful than the emperor."

It was a very calm sentence, as if it came from the sky, but it made the county magistrate shudder.

Knowing that Young Master Wang was of a special status, the county magistrate did not dare to ask. When he heard that he dared to mention the emperor, his thighs trembled immediately.

The county magistrate bowed even lower and said:

"My lord, you misunderstood. I don't really want his head. I just want to satisfy you."

"Don't be afraid, sir, he is just joking with you.

In this way, there are too many people downstairs, and Prince Wang is a little uncomfortable, so we should go to the private room upstairs.

As for what dishes you want, we will write them down and give them to the waiter."

Wen Meijiu is now not only concerned about the food in the yard, but also about the things upstairs.

Without Boss Chen, Qingfeng Tower cannot fall into the hands of the unscrupulous county magistrate. She wants to leave him an empty building.