Chapter 321: A good friend

Chapter 321: A good friend

  Chapter 321 A Friend

"Girl, it's true..." The maid said nervously: "The slave and the maid carefully inquired about it. It is said that Miss Zhan and the group of people were directly tied to the yamen by the Xu family and the people from outside the city! The evidence is as clear as a mountain. When you get down, you have already confessed in class!"

  Xia Xi's face changed drastically, and she stared at the maid and asked: "Did she say something that shouldn't be said?!"

  "Don't worry about this girl, because Girl Zhan only said in the hall that she has no accomplices!"

  God knew that when she inquired about this, she almost cried.

  The girl was forbidden by her master, and she couldn’t do anything herself if she wanted to do anything. So after the girl of Zhou’s family left that day, the girl called her alone—saying that she thought she was the most clever and useful.

  At that time, listening to the girl’s appreciative tone, she had already realized that the not-so-wide life path would inevitably narrow again.

  But as a servant, facing the master’s command, are you qualified to say no?

  So, she became a human-shaped carrier pigeon for the girl and Zhan Yunjiao to pass on the news plan.

  And to say something that shouldn’t be said, when she listened to the so-called plan at the time, she vaguely felt that if this thing is done well, there will be ghosts...

  Sure enough, what did she say?

  Is the car overturned?

  And the car didn’t need anyone to lift it, so it turned over in the hands of the driver himself.

   Hearing that Zhan Yunjiao had not confessed to herself, Xia Xi breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, lifted her chin slightly, and seemed to have recovered her composure: "It's pretty interesting--"

  And people are always dissatisfied.

At the last moment, she was still extremely afraid that Zhan Yunjiao would involve herself, even if she was sure that the other party had no evidence, but once such a thing came out, even if the government could not cure her sin, I expected her father would not take her lightly. .

  So, before the maid returned, all she thought was how to defend herself.

But now, after listening to the other party’s failure to confess myself, the anxiety is cleared, but an uncontrollable anger immediately emerges in my heart: "Even such a simple trivial matter can't be handled well. I was really blind to find someone like this. Help with the waste!"

  It is clear that everything is planned well, how could Xu Mingyi see through it at a glance?

  It must be that Zhan Yunjiao is not doing well, and the clues provided are wrong!

  What did Xu Mingyi say about her brother’s affection, and she will pass by when she sees Xin.

   is over!

  In the past, they were all caught in the Yamen!

   But then again--

"Xu Mingyi, this bitch, really don't be half-faced!" Xia Xi said with contemptuous eyes: "After such things, she dare to go to the yamen with such a big fanfare. She is not afraid of being rumored by others, and the falsehood will come true? "

  This is also one of the reasons why she was sure at first that even if it failed, it would not cause any trouble on the bright side.

   involves innocence and the flower-picking thief, which lady would choose to shake it out? ——I want to come here at most just to check it secretly.

  She underestimated Xu Mingyi's boldness and vulgarity!

  What kind of knowledgeable and shameful girl can be taught by the government of Zhenguo who only knows how to dance knives and sticks?

  No wonder we can go to the same place with Xu Ying's slut, and gather together!

  Xia Xi sat back in the chair, her mood ups and downs due to anger and unwillingness.

  After a while, she did not know what she thought of, and her eyes moved suddenly.

  She raised her head and looked at the maid standing there.

  The maid's heart suddenly beats wildly.

  After experiencing such a thrilling experience, does the girl still feel that it is not exciting enough?

  "Go and find some people in secret immediately, and spread some news in the city at this time-saying that she Xu Mingyi has been insulted by flower pickers outside the city, and is no longer innocent." Xia Xi confessed with her eyes fixedly.

  After all, not everyone went to the government office to listen in person.

  There are ignorant people who don’t know the truth in this world.

  Anyway, the flower-picking thief is out there, it is impossible to come forward to clarify that he has never done this.

  The so-called No. 1 Beauty in Beijing is related to the flower-picking thieves who have been the most talkative of recent times. She believes that some people are willing to put forth the rumors they heard.

  At that time, let's see if she Xu Mingyi still has a face in front of others!

  "Girl..." The maid said somewhat scornfully, "I'm afraid this method won't work."

  Thank God, it's because the girl came up with such a bad idea. Otherwise, if it is feasible, she will not be able to stop it.

  Xia Xi swept over coldly: "How—"

   "The girl does not know something, the real flower picker has been caught by Miss Xu in public today..."

"what?"

  Xia Xi's face became stiff, and her eyes were filled with disbelief.

   "The flower picking thief was among the people watching the excitement. Miss Xu somehow saw it through at a glance, and captured his life on the spot, and that person had already pleaded guilty."

All in all, both the real flower picker and the fake flower picker were caught by Miss Xu herself. They were planted to death in Miss Xu’s hands, and there was no resistance. Under this situation, let me tell you why Miss Xu was defiled. The rumors, isn’t that a dream talk?

The maid said in a low voice: "This matter has been spread in the city now, and everyone now praises Miss Xu. If you rush to spread such unconvincing rumors, you will definitely be very eye-catching...girl, Let's just wait and see the changes for a while."

  It is natural to listen to the changes. After all, there is nothing to watch, but she can't tell the girl directly: girl, stop, please stop rushing to give someone a head.

  Xia Xi’s face turned pale, looking at the maid, gritted her teeth and asked: "Is there any praise? I want to hear how she praises her?"

  The maid sighed helplessly in the bottom of my heart.

  Girl, isn’t this deliberately unhappy for yourself?

   But she could only reply: "They say that Miss Xu has a torch-like stare, and she acts simply. This time she is doing harm to the people... She deserves to be the granddaughter of Old General Xu... Some people even say..."

  The maid hesitated after talking about this.

   "What else is there to say?" Xia Xi frowned tightly.

"Some people say... the vulture that Miss Xu brought with her is also very spiritual... The slave and maid also knew about it, and even now in some teahouses... there has been a storyteller who has changed the girl’s previous experience. The name is used as a notebook..."

  In order to prove the truth, she even listened to it specially-she thought it was really good.

  For a moment, she forgot that the protagonist was her girl. After listening to it, she felt that the big bird's actions were really quite relieved, and she almost couldn't hold back her hand and applauded with those people.

   "Simply presumptuous!"

  Xia Xi was very embarrassed when she heard it, grabbed the teapot on the table and threw it out.

  The maid hurriedly bowed her head to avoid it.

  Don’t blame her for saying everything, it’s just that the girl was taught by vultures. Now it is really popular in major teahouses, and she can’t keep it for long.

  At that time, if the girl learns from others, she must find her trouble again, and blame her for not telling it-she has also experienced such things before.

  Xia Xi was so angry that her chest was ups and downs violently, and her eyes were red.

  What storyteller...This must be Xu Mingyi’s method again!

  Xu Mingyi...

  She will definitely not just let it go!

  ……

  The night began to dye. In the inner courtyard of the Beijing government, Ji Dong was sitting on the side of the bed with his feet soaked, his white trousers were rolled up high, revealing a pair of bluish knees.

  The woman who moved the drum stool and sat aside, rubbing his knees with medicated oil, was his original wife, Mr. Mao.

  "What does the flower-picking thief have to do with the lord? How can the emperor anger you like this?" Mao cried angrily while rubbing his husband's knees.

  Ji Dong smiled and sighed.

  Today, His Majesty summoned him into the palace, and in the Imperial Study Room, he asked about the remarks of the flower picking thief today.

  He had expected such an appearance long ago, and before this gentle-tempered majesty could speak, he knelt down and pleaded guilty.

  His Majesty did not say to punish him.

  It's just that he knelt for half an hour.

It was still spring, the sun set, and the gold bricks in the imperial study room were icy and bitter. In addition, he was thin, and he was not like Brother Xu Xian, who had a body covering his bones. When his majesty allowed him to get up, he could only support the ground with his hands. , It took a while to straighten up.

  But Xu didn't want him to limp and leave. The emperor left him for a while and said irrelevant things, and then released him out of the palace after he slowed down.

"If you want me to say, it's better to resign. Let's go back to the countryside in Lingyang. It's good for you to be a teacher. Anyway, you don't have to be angry anymore! It's thankless all day long, people, and stubborn. I am thin again, and my hair is falling out day by day. My son and I are afraid that you will fall in the study one day!" The young couple got through it together, and they didn't have too much taboo when talking.

  Mao doesn’t like Beijing either. On the surface, the ladies have been on good terms with her, and they often joke about her being rustic. They have not even learned the Beijing dialect for these years.

"If I don't become an official, I'm going to teach, then where should the students I teach? What use is there for the world to study?" Ji Dong patted his wife's hand and comforted: "Don't worry, everything I know it in my heart."

   "You always say that you know what you have in your heart... Back then when you dig for gold in your dreams, the wall was dug down, and you said you know what you know."

  Listening to his wife's mention of the past, Ji Dong coughed slightly and didn't feel embarrassed to answer.

Mr. Mao lowered his voice again, and said nervously, "But... as the flower picker said, Daqing is going to be in chaos again? Now you don’t resign, and if the chaotic army invades the capital, we have to run, can we still have time? ?"

  Ji Dong was noncommittal, but instead asked: "Why are you running?"

   "Why? You still want to stay as the loyal minister of the city, but you can't do it!"

  "Can't I admit to surrender?"

   "..." Seeing her husband's face for granted, the corners of Mao's mouth twitched.

  What about the integrity of scholars?

  But seeing that her husband didn't have this thing at all, she was relieved.

  Ji Dong still has a good idea.

Anyway, it was impossible to resign. He unilaterally announced that he and Jingcheng Fu Yin’s chair had been firmly set to death, and no one would want to separate them easily. Earn two more years of salary?

  Live your life, that’s a careful calculation.

  As for sticking to integrity or something--

  That also needs to be divided.

  Ji Dong glanced down at his bluish knee.

  Hey, it is not easy to earn some money to support the family.

  Mao handed over the cloth towel, Ji Dong took it and wiped his feet dry, went to bed straightened his legs and raised bones.

  Mao poured hot tea for him.

  At this time, footsteps came from outside the window.

  Immediately, the door of the room was knocked.

   "Master..."

   Hearing the voice of his confidant domestic servant, Ji Dong said, "Come in and talk."

  The servant pushed the door and walked in, saying, "My lord, Wu Shisun of Dingnan Palace is here."

   "Wu Shisun?" Ji Dong was quite surprised: "Can you explain why you are here?"

   "I said I wanted to go to jail and meet the flower picker."

Ji Dong was even more puzzled for a while.

  Dingnan Wang Shisun, what did you come to see the flower picking thief doing at night?

The servant roughly conveyed the original words: "Wu Shisun said that when he fought the flower picker today, the culprit had two tricks very fast. He didn't see it clearly for a while and couldn't fall asleep over and over, so he came to the flower picker to discuss and discuss. My lord, please do it for your convenience..."

  Ji Dong was astonished, and couldn't help but "tsk".

  Sure enough, young people can’t be too idle.

  But who made people the King of Dingnan—so this is not called Xian, but Zhuyan.

  Since everyone has come in person, he still has to do it for this convenience.

  Anyway, the trial is over today, and the custody is also drawn. Just wait for the beheading. Let Wu Shisun do whatever he wants, as long as you don’t let people go.

   Ji Dong nodded, and the servant hurriedly went to the front to reply.

  Afterwards, an officer took Wu Chao to the cell.

   "Wu Shisun, this is it."

  Such an important prisoner is naturally detained in solitary confinement. The officer brought the prisoner to him, and after opening the prison door, he retreated very wittily and guarded him.

   Xiao Qi guarded the prison door, and Wu Chao walked in alone, raising his foot.

  The one-armed man whose feet were chained was sitting leaning in the corner of the cell. He raised his head when he heard the movement and saw people. An unexpected color flashed in his eyes: "Wu Shisun?"

  The young man in front of him is very handsome and has outstanding temperament. It is difficult to make people want to admit their mistakes.

   "Your Excellency recognizes me?" Wu Chao asked.

  The man smiled unclearly: "Isn’t Shi Sun confused. I saw it in the courtroom today. I was fortunate that Shi Sun gave me a few tricks. Wouldn’t you remember it?"

  Wu Chao is noncommittal.

  What he said recognize, pointed out that it is naturally not seen today, just now it was just a casual temptation.

  But with this attitude of the other party, there is no need to ask and talk more.

  "Have you ever noticed that you are missing something on your body?" The boy stood with his hand in his hand and asked casually.

  The man subconsciously stroked his empty thumb with his index finger.

   "I thought I lost it accidentally." He looked at the boy and sneered: "So it was taken by Wu Shisun."

  No wonder it suddenly came over at this time——

  He just said, dignified the grandson of the Southern Prince's Mansion, he can't come to see him joke specially.

  He confessed very simply, and Wu Chao didn’t mean anything: “Then let’s talk about it, where did you get this finger?”

  The man leaned on the wall lazily, and replied, "This, it was a gift from a friend below."

  "Friend?" Wu Zhao looked at him: "Dare to ask your friend who is this friend?"

  　 Thank you Lu Qinghan for your reward, thank you everyone for your monthly pass.

  　　 (For your blessing, I finally passed the exam today! Have a good night’s sleep and good night.)

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)