Volume 1: Phoenix Nirvana, Reborn from the Flames Chapter 15: Don't be polite

  Yu Xiang was hit by the door and could only cover her face, making a loud "ah" sound. Lian Bai saw this and was shocked, but she remained calm and immediately went to help Yu Xiang.

  Ping'er was in the midst of a fierce battle, unaware of Lianbai's approach from the side. Just as Lianbai was about to gain the upper hand, Qingge would not give her this opportunity. With several stones already prepared in her hand, she swiftly threw them out, hitting Lianbai's knee. Instantly, Lianbai felt a numbness in her knee and let out a loud cry as she fell to the ground.

  Ping'er turned her head, her small face flushed bright red, unsure if it was from excitement or exhaustion. "And you too, Lianbai, I almost forgot..." As she spoke, several more slaps landed on Lianbai's back, causing her to cry out in pain.

  "What a scream, as unpleasant as killing a pig!" Ping'er was tired and leaned against the door frame, resting her waist. It felt great! She had never known that beating up these old crones could be so satisfying.

  Lotus White and Jade Fragrance fell to the ground, their hair disheveled, clothes wrinkled, and in a state of disarray. With great difficulty, they stood up, supporting each other by the waist. Looking at their expressions, there was a hint of fear in their eyes, but more prominent were anger and disdain. It seemed that they still harbored resentment in their hearts.

  Not satisfied, okay, no problem.

  Qing Ge stood up, pulled her clothes, kicked the long bench back to its original place with one foot, glanced at the two of them, and said in a gloomy tone: "Ping Er, I'll be going out later. You stay here and watch these two women. Let them crash into each other for me to see. If you think they're not crashing hard enough, or it doesn't look like suicide, or the posture is not good-looking, then use the door bolt to hit them until they also crash to death!"

  "You... Mu Qing Ge... you, wait for me to tell Madame, and you'll be in trouble!" Yu Xiang said with one hand on her shoulder, her tone stern but with a hint of fear. She was still intimidated by the crazy Peng Er from earlier.

  Qing Ge turned her gaze to look at him, and Yu Xiang met her gaze with a tremble all over her body. The aura of this waste goods eldest miss was too intense, making her instinctively afraid.

  "Go tell the mistress, I'm telling you to go tell the mistress!" Ping'er's eyes were blazing with anger. The mistress didn't even care that she had fainted from rage yesterday. Today, she was venting all her pent-up anger. She might as well beat them since they were already being beaten anyway. From behind, she slammed a doorstop against Yuxiang, who was usually tasked with doing heavy chores and had more strength in her hands and feet than the other maids. A few blows later, Yuxiang was genuinely frightened and could only keep quiet.

  Ping'er put the door bar on her weak shoulders, just like a swordsman, and said confidently: "Miss, you can go if you have something to do. I'll take care of these two women. If they don't behave well or meet your standards, I'll use this..." She raised the door bar in her hand, looking at Yu Xiang and Lian Bai's frightened expressions. Ping'er felt secretly pleased with herself, thinking that she should have hit them earlier. She thought to herself, "It's not easy for a genius like me to fall!"

  She nodded and turned to walk out of the courtyard, with a faint sound of Ping'er's crisp voice behind her, "Give me a good scolding, did you hear? Otherwise, I'll give you one!" The voice was tender, but also had a hint of sternness. Qing Ge's mouth corners twitched slightly with a smile, this little girl was really too adorable. The pent-up anger of so many years couldn't be underestimated, and today Hua Bai and Yu Xiang would have to bear the brunt of it.

  Out of the courtyard, standing on the streets of Daxing City, looking at the people coming and going, various sedan chairs, the hustle and bustle of vendors' calls, accompanied by the early summer breeze, mixed with the fragrance of a hundred flowers, the warm sunlight shines on people's faces.

  Her clear song and ink-black hair fluttered gently in the wind, her stunning face even more dazzling under the scorching sun. Many people nearby stopped in their tracks to gaze at her, sighing in admiration: "A face like a peach blossom, hair like dark clouds, temples like cicada wings, eyebrows like spring mountains, eyes like autumn water, nose like jade, lips like red lotus, skin like Kunlun jade." All the most beautiful words could be applied to her. Whose daughter is this, born with such a good appearance? Even coarse cloth couldn't hide her elegance.

  Qing Ge didn't care about the gazes of others, dared to show her true face on the street, and wasn't afraid of causing any trouble. She couldn't always hide her face and live like that, it wasn't her style.

  Her eyes narrowed and her eyelashes were dyed with a layer of light golden light, gazing at the jade pendant in her hand. Under the sunlight, the red cloud pattern was more vivid, like a fierce fire burning in the palm of her hand, with deep and shallow colors intertwined.

  This is a good thing, but first, I need to go find a place to estimate the price.

  The original owner of Qing Ge rarely went out, and was not very familiar with the layout of the capital city. After Qing Ge crossed over, she had never been on the streets before. Although ancient cities were not as complex as modern ones, there were still many big and small alleys. Standing on the street and observing for a while, I found that Tian Yue's street management was very orderly.

  The east street is filled with fluttering flags and various signs, people entering in twos and threes, loudly discussing, it's a gathering place for wine houses and inns. The west street has intermittent shouting sounds, mostly women walking back and forth, it's a place for setting up stalls. The south street is quiet and peaceful, with a faint scent of perfume, the store colors are also rich, it should be a street of brothels. As for the east side, the houses are decorated in an ancient style, low-key luxury is evident, quiet but not lacking people entering and exiting, and those who come are all dressed in brocade and jade, the carriages are also luxurious and elegant, that's this place!

  After Qing Ge made her decision, she headed directly east. Due to her ordinary attire, she was noticed by people as soon as she entered the eastern street. The gazes that fell upon her were filled with disdain, indifference, astonishment, and greed. Various gazes intertwined on her body like a dense net, but they were all rejected by Qing Ge's calm and composed demeanor. Those gazes had no effect on her; she remained focused solely on what she intended to do.

  She walked to an antique shop called "Xun Qi Xuan", Qing Ge looked at the facade, with green bamboo walls and decorations that had a nice flavor, looking quiet and not bad. She lifted her leg into the door, put the jade in her hand on the table, and asked: "Boss, I have something to show you."

  The shopkeeper lazily sized up Qing Ge, his eyes lit up, what a beautiful girl, she can be called a beauty that surpasses the imperial city, with a face as lovely as a lotus flower. However, he furrowed his brow, her clothes were too tattered, wearing an extremely ordinary dress, and it was old, don't know which small family's daughter came to pawn things.

  The shopkeeper glanced at the jade pendant on the table with a dismissive expression, thinking that ordinary families really didn't have any good stuff. There wasn't even any green jade, just some cheap red agate, "What's this trash..."

  Fire Red Stone Head

  Suddenly, the shopkeeper had an epiphany, his originally languid eyes snapped open, and he immediately picked up the magnifying glass beside him. His eyes shone with excitement as he carefully lifted the jade pendant on the table and examined it meticulously.

  Judging from the shopkeeper's appearance, Qing Ge estimated that she hadn't guessed wrong, this jade was a good thing, and didn't interrupt him, standing aside patiently waiting.

  After about a quarter of an hour, the shopkeeper seemed to have confirmed something, and his expression gradually became excited. He raised his wrinkled face, looked at Qingge, and asked with a complex expression: "Miss, is this jade yours?"