"No? You'd better answer honestly!"
The common people were terrified, stammering a series of words: "My lord, I've never seen anything like this before. If I had seen this, I would have reported it to the police long ago..."
Several scholars nearby couldn't stand it any longer and stepped forward to stop them. "In broad daylight, your government is interrogating people and it's like they're torturing them to extract a confession. When did a great country become like this?"
Many of the onlookers couldn't help but chime in: "Yeah, yeah, if this continues, who would dare to report it to the authorities?"
"That's right. As long as the great country's state teacher doesn't show up, we ordinary people won't have peace."
"Stop arguing, do you want to go to jail?"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the people immediately shut up.
Xiao took a sip of tea and his eyes fell on the painting unfolded in the hands of the officer.
The person in the painting was indeed her, but she seemed a little different from her current self, and more like herself a year ago.
Before Xiao Xu had time to study it carefully, the leading officer came over with a group of people.
Officer: "Miss, have you seen the person in the painting?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the leading soldier raised his hand to block and wanted to touch Xiao Xu's face. Fortunately, Xiao Xu was very alert and she could always react subconsciously when strangers approached.
“No.”
Xiao Yu pretended to stand up casually, glanced at the officers and soldiers with a cold look, and said to the waiter, "Check out."
The waiter stepped forward timidly, lowering his head timidly as he took the silver and said, "Goodbye, sir."
After paying, Xiao Xu didn't plan to wait any longer. She left the teahouse at a leisurely pace. Before leaving, she did not forget to take a look at a corner.
Half an incense stick of time after Xiao Xu left, a figure wearing a dark ink-black robe with wide sleeves appeared in front of the teahouse.
His appearance amazed everyone present, and some even forgot to swallow their tea because of his appearance.
The waiter had never seen such an imposing person come to the teahouse. He didn't know how to entertain him for a moment and was afraid that if he didn't handle it well, he would lose his life.
"Sir, please come this way..."
The tone of voice was cautious and filled with fear, and everyone present, whether they were of little status or ordinary people, couldn't help but take a breath and sighed in their hearts: This...this couldn't be Prime Minister Shen?
God.
They saw the real person in the storybook!
I am even more handsome than what is described in the storybooks!
The women blushed and the men were dumbfounded.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the teahouse became quiet, and the area around the teahouse became silent.
What makes the common people feel strange is that why would this rumored Prime Minister Shen, who is of such a noble status, come to such a place in person to drink tea? Isn't it usually his subordinates who buy it?
No, no matter how delicious the tea in this teahouse is, it can’t be as good as the tea those big shots drink, right?
I saw the handsome man who looked like an immortal sitting somewhere, drinking a cup of tea, then getting up and leaving.
After he left, a servant paid the waiter and asked, "Was there a woman sitting in the seat where the master had been just now?"
The waiter was bewildered. There were so many people in the teahouse that he didn't remember much, but... there seemed to be one special one: "Yes, sir."
"Don't be so nervous, I just want to ask you something."
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