The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Chapter 1621 Two Stall Owners

Cheng Feng immediately recognized the man as Big Eyes. "Why are you barging in here when you can't just beg on the street?"

Big Eyes touched the bump on his head while crying. He felt sorry for himself and shouted, "Fight, fight!"

"Who's fighting with whom? This is a shop, I run a business. Fighting and quarreling are not my business. If there's a fight or trouble, go to the government office and report it."

The child was so anxious that he was running around in circles. "The kite seller and the woman selling embroidery thread were fighting."

"Did they fight?" Cheng Feng didn't believe it. "Impossible, they couldn't possibly fight together. Big Eyes, don't make up rumors or I'll have you kicked out."

"They didn't fight, they were both beaten." The child's mouth was shaking with anxiety.

"what?"

"what?"

Cheng Feng and Cheng Tiezhu rushed out first, followed closely by the child, whose two thin legs were about to leave sparks. Sister Hong ran in the middle, and Boss Qian followed behind breathlessly.

When Cheng Feng and Cheng Tiezhu arrived, they saw the place in a mess and many people watching the excitement.

The dragonfly had broken wings, the swallow had broken feathers, and the kite with footprints had its skeleton broken and scattered all over the ground, beyond recognition.

Embroidery threads of countless colors are tangled together, you in me and me in you, mixed into a ball, mixed with dust and grass leaves.

Look at the two people setting up the stall.

He Ye squatted on the ground, hugged her arms and shed tears silently. Her hair was as messy as the embroidery thread on the ground. The hairpins and silk flowers on her head were hanging by a thread. She felt that if an autumn wind blew, all her headdresses would fall to the ground.

Looking at Chen Qingsheng again, he stared in agony at his pile of tattered kites. He'd worked tirelessly to make them, hoping to make a fortune selling them for a good price. Now, they were all destroyed. Looking at him again, his sleeves were torn, and a deep, blood-red tooth mark was left on his wrist. What had Chen Qingsheng done to anyone?

"Who the hell did this? Someone, report this to the police! I want to see who dares to touch my niece."

The servant who had followed Cheng Feng stopped and heard Cheng Feng's order. He immediately turned around and headed towards the yamen.

Chen Qingsheng said dejectedly, "Brother Fengzi, don't report it to the police. I just think I'm unlucky. This stall was ruined by He Bao."

Panting, his eyes were filled with black tears, and his face was covered in dirt, but it couldn't hide his red face. When he heard the name 'He Bao', he immediately perked up. He raised his head and danced with his hands, saying to Cheng Feng, "Yes, yes, the one who came to cause trouble is the woman surnamed He. She is very shameless. First she scolded the two stall owners, then she asked for fifty taels. When she saw that they refused to give her money, she continued to scold them. Oh, my Lord, the woman surnamed He also scolded you and the Crown Prince's Consort as bad people."

Big Eyes complained to Cheng Feng with great emotion, as if he had witnessed the entire crime scene with his own eyes. He looked radiant and full of confidence.

However, Da Yan only witnessed half of it, and he didn't see the chaos that followed. He just heard the kite vendor asking the embroidery thread vendor to go to the Wanzihao shop on Zhujin Street to get help. He remembered that the two vendors knew the prince and his wife, so he kindly ran for them. Although he didn't know who the helper was or who to call for help, he rushed in anyway. When he saw the prince, he knew who to look for.

Big Eyes scratched his stuck hair, feeling a little disappointed. He had almost worn out the soles of his shoes from running, but he was still late.

Cheng Feng was furious when the lotus pod was mentioned. Coincidentally, Cheng Feng's capable servant caught a team of constables on their way to handle a case. When the head constable heard that it was the prince who reported the case, he dropped the case in his hands and rushed over with his men. His speed was amazing.

The captain bowed to Cheng Feng first, his serious face showing respect, "Little one, greets His Excellency the Crown Prince."

Cheng Feng was so upset that he saw the yamen runners being called by his servants the moment he turned around. He didn't know whether he should reward his servants or not.

"Captain Sun, you're here fast enough!"

"I happened to be working a case nearby. I heard that the Crown Prince wanted to see me about something, so I dared not delay for a moment. May I ask, Your Excellency, who was beaten? Who wants to report the crime?" Captain Sun had the eyes of an eagle and the nose of a dog. He had already spotted the two cowardly stall owners, but he didn't know what their relationship was to the Crown Prince. He asked cautiously, "Your Excellency, were they the ones who were beaten?"

Cheng Tiezhu, who was close to Cheng Feng, was interested in letting the government intervene, so he quickly pleaded, "Uncle, please don't bother the captain with this matter. I'll go and clean up the lotus buds and make sure to return justice to Qingsheng and Heye."

After being taken away by the yamen runners, He Bao was bound to be beaten. Tiezhu still had selfish feelings towards He Bao. No matter how hateful He Bao was, she was still his sister. This matter did not need to be brought to the yamen.

Cheng Feng glared at Cheng Tiezhu fiercely with his narrow, furious eyes. He was utterly disappointed. There were only five or six people in his family, yet Cheng Tiezhu couldn't even bear the burden of being the head of the household. "Tiezhu, it wasn't you or me who got beaten today. It was Qingsheng and Heye who got beaten. Look, two well-maintained stalls were smashed to pieces by Hebao, leaving nothing intact. She's so young and tyrannical, and if you don't teach her a lesson, someone else will. People who do evil will pay the price they deserve. I never tolerate people like them. So, Tiezhu, I can't listen to you on this matter. It depends on what Qingsheng and Heye think."

Cheng Feng's face darkened as he looked at the two people who lowered their heads and said, "Qingsheng, Heye, your stalls were smashed and you were beaten. Captain Li is here today and he can seek justice for you two. Tell Captain Li about what happened to you today."

Chen Qingsheng looked at the tattered kites lying on the street, being trampled under the feet of several yamen runners. His heart had long been broken. He had worked so hard all night to make these kites. If someone else had come to smash his stall, he would have fought them to the death and would have brought such a villain to justice. Unfortunately, the person who smashed his stall was He Bao, Chen Qingsheng, the niece of Cheng Feng and the sister of He Ye. He could only compromise. He pretended to be magnanimous and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, we are just fellow villagers, so we won't report it to the police." As he said that, Chen Qingsheng began to pick up the broken kites scattered on the ground one by one.

He Ye turned her head away in grievance and buried her face in the shoulder of Hong Jie who was holding her. She didn't dare to cry out loud. She sobbed in suppression, and her whole body trembled with sobs. Anyone who saw her felt pity for her.