One of them banged his hands with a stick and looked at the young boy.

"Hand over the money you have."

The young boy pursed his lips, "Didn't you say last time that you would never trouble me again after you paid me the money?"

The leading gangster sneered, "You believe this? How stupid."

"Hurry up and hand over the money, otherwise today's beating will be inevitable."

The young boy held his purse and said, "I gave it to you last time, so don't go too far."

The leading gangster snorted coldly, "If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined."

"Enter brothers."

After saying that, he took the lead and rushed towards the young boy, grabbed his clothes and punched the young boy several times.

Several other people also rushed forward, punching and kicking the young boy.

The leading gangster also forcibly snatched the boy's wallet from his waist.

A lot of broken silver was poured out of the purse.

He put the money away and patted the face of the young boy who looked aggrieved and unconvinced, "Remember the lesson, be good and pay your money next time, otherwise I will beat you."

Then he led people out of the alley.

The little boy curled up on the ground with blood on his lips. He looked so pitiful.

Shi Qingluo walked over and asked, "Are you okay?"

Of course she saw what happened just now.

I originally wanted to help, but I found that the clothes the young boy was wearing, although they looked very ordinary, were just like the clothes of an ordinary rich kid.

But when she looked carefully, she found that his clothes were made of a very rare silk.

This thing is called byssus, and it is not made of silk. Its raw material is taken from a huge clam in the deep sea, which spits out mucus and turns it into raw silk after solidification.

It requires professional people to go deep into the seabed to collect it every year. After that, they have to go through multiple processes and take more than half a year to weave it into silk.

Therefore, this kind of byssus was a tribute in the previous and current dynasties, and even those with money and power could not buy it.

Xi Rong happened to have given her two horses before, so she recognized them immediately.

So he stopped and didn't step forward to help.

There are only two kinds of people in this northern city who can afford to wear rare tribute silk.

One is the young master of Prince Jin's Mansion, and the other is a person from the previous dynasty.

But Shi Qing saw that Prince Jin and Liang Mingyu were only wearing expensive silk and satin, not clothes made of byssus, so it was unlikely that this person was from Prince Jin's palace.

And if they were really from Prince Jin's Mansion, those gangsters would not dare to bully and rob them.

Then there were only people from the previous dynasty. With his age, Shi Qingluo could guess the identity of the other party at once. It was most likely Zhuo Jun's younger brother.

Zhuo Jun's younger brother has a dual identity, the only remaining bloodline of the previous royal family, and the illegitimate son of King Jin.

Will there be no one around such a person to protect him?

If he was just allowed to be bullied and beaten by a few ruffians at will, the illegitimate son of Prince Jin would be too much of a loser, and something was obviously wrong.

So there was only one possibility: these people knew she was coming this way and deliberately acted for her in the alley.

Because of this, she was too lazy to help, which made people really beaten, so she slowly walked over to cooperate with him in acting.

Moreover, she also discovered that although those people looked very heavy-handed, they were skillful and would not really hurt the boy.

Seeing that she didn't come out to help, I beat her casually, took her purse and left.

Of course, if you don't observe carefully, it's not easy to find clues. These people are very good at acting.

Hearing Shi Qingluo's question, Zhuo Zheng raised his head with a pitiful look on his face, "Sister, could you please take me to the hospital?"

I cursed secretly in my heart, didn’t I say that Shi Qing fell into martial arts at this time? Why didn’t you take action just now?

He was beaten so many times, it hurt so much.

Shi Qingluo smiled gently, "Okay."

Qingqing behind her stepped forward to help the young boy up.

Shi Qing said: "Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital."

Zhuo Zheng originally thought that Shi Qingluo would come to support him, but he thought it was her maid.

But it was hard to say anything, so I could only smile shyly at her, "Okay, sorry for bothering you, sister."

So Qingqing supported the limping young man and followed Shi Qing behind.

There happened to be a medical clinic on this street, and Shi Qingluo asked Qingqing to help him inside.

The doctor at the medical center took a look at Zhuo Zheng and said, "It's mainly a skin injury. I'll prescribe some medicine for you to rub it."

After the doctor prescribed the medicine, he helped him in alone and rubbed the blood-stasis medicine on several bruised areas on his body.

After I came out, I quoted a price.

Zhuo Zheng reached out and touched his purse, but couldn't find it.

Only then did he suddenly remember that his wallet had been snatched away.

So he looked at Shi Qingluo sheepishly and said, "Sister, can you please lend me some medicine money? I will return it to you later."

Shi Qingluo looked like a good person, "No problem."

Let Qingqing pay for the medicine for him.

The three of them went out together.

Zhuo Zheng looked at Shi Qingluo with a grateful expression, "Sister, what's your name? How can I pay you back?"

He added, "By the way, my name is Zhuo Zheng and I live at the end of this street."

Shi Qingluo waved his hand and said deliberately: "I don't have much money, so there is no need to give it."

"You've already seen the injury, then go back by yourself."

Zhuo Zheng immediately shook his head, "No, you helped me a lot by sending me to the hospital. How can I not pay back the money?"

He looked stubborn and insisted on paying back the money, "Please leave an address and I will return it to you tomorrow."

He was good-looking, with fair skin and a bit of baby fat, and he looked innocent and harmless.

With such an appearance at this time, people couldn't bear to refuse.

Therefore, Shi Qingluo nodded and said: "My name is Shi Qingluo. If you want to pay back the money, just send it to the Deputy Governor's Mansion."

Zhuo Zheng nodded, "Okay, I'll send it to the deputy governor tomorrow."

Shi Qingluo smiled and said, "Okay, I have to leave beforehand. Please pay attention to your safety when you go back."

Zhuo Zheng showed her another shy smile, "Okay, thank you sister."

He watched Shi Qingluo lead the maid away, then turned around and limped toward the end of the street.

When they arrived at the teahouse, Shi Qing entered the private room, but Xi Rong hadn't arrived yet.

Qingqing then said: "Madam, what happened just now seems to be a coincidence."

Shi Qing curled her lips and said, "It was either a coincidence or you were waiting for me on purpose."

"I didn't expect that one day I would turn into Tang Monk meat." All the ghosts and monsters wanted to take a bite.

These people in the previous dynasty were willing to send their hopes for the restoration of the country directly to their doorsteps, which was interesting.

Qingqing was stunned. She just felt that it was a coincidence and she needed to be on guard.

Unexpectedly, Madam actually saw the clues.

Her eyes lit up, she was worthy of being a lady.

As she went to make tea, she said, "So you just followed his lead on purpose?"

Shi Qing nodded and said, "Of course, I also want to see what ideas they want to have on me."
Chapter completed!