Chapter 252: The Imperial Master and the Blessed Lady, Who Is Right?

Shen Ningning immediately took a step forward.

"What are you doing!" the little guy yelled angrily.

No matter how aggressive Wang Qiaoer was, when she turned around and saw Shen Ningning, her arrogance was reduced by half.

"I, what can I do? You bullied my father, I will settle the score." Wang Qiaoer said this without confidence.

Especially when they saw the wolves on the mountain slowly descending the mountain from the forest after hearing Shen Ningning's scolding.

Wang Qiaoer was even more frightened, so she took two steps back.

Shen Ningning turned around and saw the old village chief being supported by someone. His face was pale and his lips were purple, as if he was very angry.

"Grandpa village chief?" Shen Ningning was surprised.

She had been studying medicine with Sima Han for so many days, and she could tell that the old village chief was in bad condition without checking his pulse.

The little guy hurriedly asked Uncle Deng and Chen Ye to help the old village chief back to the house.

The old village chief was in a trance and kept chanting: "What a sin, what a sin."

Shen Ningning asked the villagers around her what was going on.

Sister-in-law Liu stared at Wang Qiaoer with hatred.

"What else can happen? Someone is worse than a beast. While we were sleeping last night, he threw a bunch of broken coffins into the ground of our village."

In the eyes of the villagers, this is as serious a matter as a curse!

Dead people were buried in those coffins thrown into the ground.

This is too unlucky for Xiangyun Village.

At this moment, Hei Wazi, Uncle Liu, and a group of strong young villagers had already pulled the coffin out of the ground on a trailer.

Pushed directly in front of Wang Qiaoer.

Wang Qiaoer herself covered her mouth and nose in disgust and backed away.

Shen Ningning took a look and saw that the coffins were all tattered and old, and some of the bones inside had fallen out.

Wang Qiaoer's heart is really vicious. In order to take revenge on Xiangyun Village, he dug up so many ownerless bones from nowhere.

Shen Ningning stared at her: "Did you throw the coffin?"

Wang Qiaoer was originally afraid of the little guy, but she felt unhappy because she couldn't say it out loud.

Then he put his hands on his hips and shouted: "It's me, what do you think? If you have the ability, report it to the officials and arrest me."

"Let me see who can prove that I threw the coffin. Even if I admit it, what can you do to me?"

"Hmph, Princess Funing, you ruined our financial path, you are the worst person."

The villagers protected the little guy and angrily pointed at Wang Qiaoer's nose and cursed: "What are you talking about?"

Wang Qiaoer raised her neck and said, "What did I say wrong? Just because your Xiangyun Village wants to buy cotton-padded clothes to protect you from the cold, the prices are kept very high."

"Our boss, we can't sell the materials we collected! We still have to sell them upside down. What's the point of not cutting off people's money?"

Shen Ningning understood.

Not long ago, Bad Shun came to Xiangyun Village to sell cotton cloth at a high price and failed to sell it. He also clamored that there were many people in the city buying it at a high price.

But Shen Ningning turned around and asked the Meng family to come forward to lower the price. The commercial banks in the capital jointly took action. The interests of small businessmen like Badshun were naturally squeezed and lost their living space.

Not only did he lose money, he also had to pay back the money in order to deal with the goods on hand.

No wonder Wang Qiaoer went crazy and acted wildly here.

After the little guy figured it out, he became more calm and relaxed.

Her soft voice was full of authority: "So, these coffins are just for us?"

Wang Qiaoer spat and rolled her eyes: "I'm giving this to you guys who are so immoral."

Everyone was so angry that the strong men rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward to beat her.

When the two sides were at war with each other, Shen Ningning happily stepped forward and touched the material of the coffin.

Sister-in-law Liu screamed: "Ning Ning, you can't touch it, it's bad luck."

But Shen Ningning said: "What's the bad luck? Ghosts and gods are the most just. Whoever dug them out knows who to go to. It has nothing to do with us."

Her dark and smart eyes glanced at Wang Qiaoer faintly.

After hearing this, Wang Qiaoer shuddered.

The cold wind blew, bringing with it a little snow foam.

Her voice trembled: "Don't be alarmist here, I'm not afraid."

Shen Ningning smiled and said: "You'd better not be afraid. Go to bed at night and close the doors and windows tightly, because as the saying goes, if you don't do something bad, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

"But you have done many evil things. I don't know what will come knocking on your door."

Wang Qiaoer was furious and turned pale with fright: "You——!"

Shen Ningning ignored her and turned to Uncle Liu and said, "Uncle Liu, could you and a few uncles please take an ax and chop down all these coffins."

"I just took a brief look and found that there are basically no bones. If there are any, let him collect them."

"Let's find another place to bury in the forest. Otherwise, even if these ancestors are given such a tattered coffin, they will not feel comfortable."

The villagers and Wang Qiaoer were surprised.

Sister-in-law Liu asked, "Ning Ning, what are you going to do if you split the coffin?"

Shen Ningning's round eyes were moist: "Of course it's a fire! How can we not use such good firewood?"

"You know, we haven't stocked up enough firewood. This Wang Qiao'er is not doing good things, but he came to send us supplies in disguise."

Wang Qiaoer was dumbfounded when he heard this.

Is this Shen Ningning... crazy?

Even the wood of the coffin has to be used. Is it possible that a natural disaster is really coming?

With Shen Ningning's words, the people in Xiangyun Village suddenly seemed to have a backbone.

They hurriedly went home to get their axes and gave them a hard chop, causing the wood chips to fall apart.

Shen Ningning stood by, pointing at Wang Qiaoer with one little hand, and looking at the dry bones in the coffins.

"My ancestors, remember this, it was this person who dug you out and disturbed your peace on the road to the underworld. Don't look for the wrong person at night."

Wang Qiaoer screamed in fear and turned and ran away.

"Go, go, she is a lucky girl, don't let her really attract something to me!" She urged the servants of the Ba Mansion.

Unexpectedly, when she hurriedly got on the carriage, she accidentally slipped and fell.

"Pah" hit the shaft of the carriage.

When Wang Qiaoer was helped up by the maid, she had a mouthful of blood and spat out a knocked-out front tooth.

Mrs. Liu laughed beside her: "Retribution comes so quickly, it's what she deserves!"

Wang Qiaoer's face was pale and horrified, and she didn't care about the quarrel, and ran away in the carriage in disgrace.

Finally, Shen Ningning asked the villagers to bury the bones in the green mountains and clear waters behind the village.

It was a short distance from Langshan, but it was backed by the mountain and faced the stream.

It was quite comfortable.

Soon, people in the whole capital heard that Fu Nu was calling on the people to stock up supplies to fight natural disasters.

When Shen Ningning summoned heavy rain to dispel the drought, everyone believed her words.

So everyone followed Shen Ningning and began to stock up on cold-proof equipment.

Thanks to Shen Ningning's previous request, the prices in the capital were very stable, and only the price of grain increased slightly.

However, just two days later.

The imperial guards in the palace suddenly posted the imperial edict everywhere.

The national teacher calculated the astronomical phenomena and there would be no snow disaster this winter.

So the people don't have to panic.

The people who had just bought a lot of cold-proof equipment and stocked up a lot of firewood were dumbfounded.

Among them were many nobles and wealthy merchants.

The lucky girl said there would be a snowstorm, but the national teacher said that according to the astrological survey, there would be no disaster this year.

Could it be that Shen Ningning, the lucky girl, made a wrong judgment!