The mistress died of overwork, and after rebirth, she was bad at raising her cubs

Shen Qinglan frowned as he looked at the young man who fell in front of him. He was about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing patched clothes. It was obvious that he came from a poor family.

The young man's face was filled with grief and anger. He struggled to stand up, pointed at the door of the Zhenxiu Building, and cursed loudly:

"You've gone too far! It was you who wanted to buy our wild ginseng, but you took it away and refused to acknowledge it! Do you have any law?"

A man dressed in fancy clothes, with broad shoulders and a big waist, and a leather belt around his waist that seemed about to break, staggered out with a group of his servants.

With just one glance, one could guess that the man must be the owner of this exquisite restaurant. The man just reached out and touched his mustache, and said condescendingly:

"What wild ginseng? You are clearly using carrots to fool people! I am being kind by not sending you to the authorities. Why are you still making a fuss here? Get out of here!"

The shop assistant next to the shopkeeper also echoed:

"That's right, I don't know where this little beggar came from, but he dared to pretend that he had wild ginseng by holding a carrot to deceive people! Fortunately, our shopkeeper Liang was kind-hearted and didn't bother with you."

"Isn't it? Do you know who owns our Zhenxiu Building? That's the War King! If you offend our master, will you still be alive?"

When the young man heard what these people said, he was so angry that his whole body trembled. He stared at Manager Liang and others with his eyes like a wolf, and said word by word:

"War King? Even if he is the War King, can he allow slaves to rob at will? I would like to go to the War King and have a say! Can the War King be worthy of the respect that our people have for him?"

The boy thought he was lucky this time. With the wild ginseng, he would be able to survive.

But he didn't expect that Zhenxiulou actually tricked him into giving them the wild ginseng, and now it refuses to acknowledge it!

If I can't exchange it for money, how can I survive? Even if he dies, how can he go to the underworld to see his parents?

The young man's words obviously angered the shopkeeper Liang. The fat on his body trembled with anger, and then he said angrily:

"Alright, alright, you are such a sly talker, how dare you say bad things about our War King? You are so ignorant of your own life! Beat him! Beat him hard! Beat this sly man to death!"

"Yes! From the shopkeeper!"

Immediately, the guys behind Manager Liang responded in unison and stepped forward to attack the young man.

"Shuwen."

A cold and majestic voice sounded, and the next moment, a green figure moved in response.

Before those guys could even touch the young man, they were knocked to the ground!

Shuwen was seen to be in a nimble figure, with the sword in his hand not even unsheathed, but he was able to defeat the man with just the scabbard.

"what!"

"pain!"

In the blink of an eye, the dozen guys were already lying on the ground, covering the places where they were hit and rolling around in pain.

With a "clang" sound, the long sword was unsheathed, and the blade was already against the neck of Manager Liang, who was planning to escape when he saw the situation was not good.

Shopkeeper Liang raised his hands above his head, his face turned pale. Before he could speak, he heard a cold voice:

"I don't know how a small shopkeeper like you dare to represent the Zhan Palace and the Zhan King?"

When the shopkeeper Liang heard the voice, he looked in the direction of the sound and saw the beautiful woman wearing a lilac-colored satin dress with a gold and silver Ruyi cloud pattern.

There was an aura of indescribable value all over his body, and one could tell at a glance that he was of extraordinary origin.

Shen Qinglan looked coldly at the shopkeeper Liang in front of him with an unfriendly expression.

Shopkeeper Liang's heart was beating like a drum for no reason because of this momentum. He swallowed hard and pretended to be calm and said:

"Our Zhenxiu Restaurant is originally owned by Prince Zhan's Mansion. I, I don't care who you are, I advise you to stay out of other people's business! Otherwise, if you anger Prince Zhan, the consequences will be something you can't bear!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Qinglan chuckled, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes!

Shen Qinglan knew that the reason why they dared to be so arrogant was because they relied on the power of Prince Zhan’s Mansion!

But the more this happened, the angrier Shen Qinglan became, and he immediately said angrily:

"Consequences? What consequences? Are they the consequences of you using your reputation as the War King to oppress the good people?"

"Or is it the result of you ruining the War King's reputation because of your own selfish desires?"

"You keep saying that your backer is the War King, but do you know that the War King's backers are precisely these people whom you look down upon?"

"One general's success is built on the sacrifice of thousands of men! The title of War King is not just the title of War King. It is a title built on the lives, flesh and blood of tens of thousands of people who sacrificed their lives for the Great Yong Dynasty!"

So, is it just Huo Zhanting that the people respect?

The people respect the soldiers represented by Huo Zhanting, who sacrificed their blood and bones to bring peace to the Dayong Dynasty!

And this should never be a banner for such cunning slaves to bully the people!

Shen Qinglan admits that although she is a woman, she also knows that no matter in the past life or this life, if it were not for Huo Zhanting and those soldiers who defended peace with their lives, how could she live such a peaceful life?

The fighting between the concubines in the harem is simply insignificant compared to the national justice!

So, when Shen Qinglan saw that Manager Liang dared to use this opportunity to ruin the reputation that Huo Zhanting had earned with his life, how could he not be angry?

A thousand-mile long dike is destroyed by an ant hole. Huo Zhanting has made great contributions. If these rumors were to reach the emperor's ears, how could it be good for him in the long run?

When Shen Qinglan said these words, many people had already gathered around to watch the show.

Originally, everyone was very angry about the actions of Zhenxiulou.

On weekdays, this Zhenxiulou often looked down on the common people.

Even if they didn’t know the full story of what happened today, they could still guess that the young man had been wronged!

It's just that because this Zhenxiu Building is the property of Prince Zhan's Mansion, everyone firstly didn't dare to do it, and secondly, they couldn't bear to do it.

It was also for this reason that the shopkeeper Liang of Zhenxiulou became more and more arrogant.

At this moment, Shen Qinglan's words immediately resonated in everyone's hearts, shocking them, and the blood in their bodies seemed to be surging!

"Good! Well said! Those who disregard the reputation of loyal officials and harm the people should be severely punished!"

"That's right! The achievements of the War King belong to the War King. What does it have to do with you, a fox who is relying on the power of the tiger?"

"Even if it really comes before the War King, I don't believe that the War King will not handle it impartially!"

"That's right! The War King is the God of War of our Great Yong Dynasty! If he knew that you, a lackey, were pretending to obey but actually disobeying, he would definitely not let you go!"

When Shen Qinglan heard what the people around him said, his expression improved a little.

She was very glad that the matter had not yet reached an irreversible point, otherwise, the people would have long since ignored Huo Zhanting's achievements without knowing right from wrong.

Shopkeeper Liang had not expected that the matter would get to this point, and he was a little panicked. He quickly changed the subject and looked at Shen Qinglan in a flattering manner, saying:

"Madam, why do you have to make it so serious? I think there must be some misunderstandings about this matter... Why don't we go into the Zhenxiu Building and talk about it?"