The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Green bamboo jumped in front of Ning Mengyao and said with a smile: “My lady, your uncle is amazing. He hasn't come back. There must be something else he hasn't done. ”

“I know. How's it going with the Qingzhu Huangshang?” Ning Mengyao put the child back in the cradle and turned to look at Qingzhu and ask seriously.

“There's only a tavern left, and now we've spread the word, and a lot of people didn't believe it at first, but after trying what we said, everyone's afraid, and it's probably quite lively out there right now.” In just a few days, the major cities of the Mausoleum have become a pot of porridge, especially in the liquor stores run by people on the Miaojiang side, which is even worse.

If the symptoms are slight, go home and take care of them yourself. If the symptoms are serious, you can barely tear down the tavern.

Song Li has been lying in bed ever since she was taken back from the front door of the Regent's Palace. The pain is unbearable every day. Whatever comes to mind, the worms in her body sneak around.

Originally she wanted to swallow the other person's worm with her own, but somehow, the little worm didn't fear her worm, even when she wanted to do it, another kind of drill sore appeared.

She had seen the pain, and she was told that she was poisoned and that there was no way to solve it.

Song Li almost didn't strangle her when she found out about it, and the old man saved the royal doctor.

The old man's expression on Song Li's face was ugly: “Something happened to the princess. ”

Song Li frowned in pain. “What's happening now? ”

“The only remaining liquor towers have been hit, and now the main ones have been smashed, and not many others have been injured, even those inside the liquor towers. If they do not show up, the situation is probably beyond control, even the Mausoleum has begun to exert pressure. ”

“What?” Song Li's face changed. If something happened to the tavern, their power in the Mausoleum would really be completely disintegrated.

“The queen is not only a force of the mausoleum, but also the industries of other countries…” The old man did not say, but Song Li was quite clear, meaning that even those industries had been repressed and even closed.

“You do this, you have to deal with it anyway.” Song Li hastily ordered and then added some caveats.

After listening to Song Li's instructions, the old man's face was wrinkled into a daisy flower. If it was that simple, he wouldn't be in such a hurry.

You know, the people who eat in their taverns are not rich or expensive. It would be strange if they could solve the problem by making it that simple.

And look at the attitude of the mausoleum, if they fail to take care of things, they will be pushed out directly, and the mausoleum will put all the blame on them.

“The Queen couldn't solve this. Those who wanted the cure knew the magic flower powder was in the dishes.” The old man said with a helpless look on Song Lina's face.

Song Li frowned: “How did they know? ”

“I'm afraid Tombo Jade stabbed them out, and if they can't come up with an antidote, I'm afraid they won't stop.” The old man looked at Song Li helplessly, hoping that she could come up with something.

Song Li reached out and swept what was beside him to the ground, his face was full of killing gas, nothing was going to be okay during this time.

“We can't take the magic grass out. ”

“The queen wants the mausoleum to push our men out as scapegoats?” The old man looked at Song Li unhappily.

The use of magic flowers was meant to be Song Li. Something is wrong now. Don't you want to deal with it?

Song Li's eyes were slightly cold and he looked at the old man harshly: "Are you accusing me? ”

“Don't dare, just don't want our people to suffer for nothing.” Those taverns don't hurt without him, but people do.

Does she know how long and how much energy it takes to raise a person?

“I am the master. ”