Chapter 10 Something is wrong, very wrong!

Wanwan stood on a small stool, concentrating on massaging the tyrant's shoulders, hoping in her heart that the tyrant would reward her with more money because she was so well-behaved.

While massaging the tyrant's shoulders, she watched the tyrant concentrating on reading the memorial in his hand.

[Is this memorial so good-looking? Let me see.]

Thinking of this, Wanwan had already tilted her little neck and stretched half of her head over.

Although she didn't recognize the ancient Chinese on it, she could still understand some of the words.

This is not a memorial at all, but a storybook.

[This tyrant doesn't read memorials but storybooks when he has time. No wonder the hero destroyed his country in the end. Alas.]

Wanwan sighed in her heart, feeling a little disappointed that she couldn't make it.

Suddenly, the great tyrant felt that the storybook in his hand was not so interesting.

The reason why he had time to read the storybook here was because he had reviewed all the memorials!

Those ministers had nothing to report all day, and they all asked him useless questions every day, such as whether he had eaten, slept, and felt at ease.

However, this also indirectly shows that he governed the country well, and the country was peaceful and the people were safe, so those ministers could ask him every day whether he had eaten, slept, and felt at ease.

He just occasionally read the storybook in his spare time, but why did it become a crime in the mouth of this little brat?

Wait, if he really governed the country well, and the country was peaceful and the people were safe, then why was he destroyed by the male protagonist three years later, and his family's heads were all hung on the city wall!

Wanwan's words woke the tyrant from his dream. The next second, he snapped the notebook in his hand shut.

Wanwan bent her neck and read the story of the scholar and the little demon in the notebook. She was reading with great interest when she saw the tyrant suddenly close the notebook and stand up and walk out.

The tyrant suddenly realized that the court had been too quiet recently.

Although the ministers had asked him if he had eaten or slept well on weekdays, it was strange that no one had anything to report. This had never happened before.

Something was wrong, very wrong!

Wanwan saw the tyrant suddenly stand up and leave, taking the notebook with him.

She watched the notebook being taken away from her sight by the tyrant. The notebook was quite interesting, but it was a pity that she didn't see the title of the book.

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As soon as the tyrant returned to his bedroom, he first reread the memorials he had reviewed last night.

There were a total of 200 memorials, but there was not a single important thing in them. They were all about asking him how he was doing. The most serious one was that Lord Li said his cat was eaten by a dog, and he asked for a day off to mourn for the cat.

With a "bang", the tyrant threw the memorials on the table. He still didn't quite believe it, so he flipped through the 200 memorials again. He was not dazzled.

"De San." As soon as the tyrant spoke, Eunuch Fu, who was standing outside, hurried in. "The old servant is here."

The tyrant: "Give me the Minister of Personnel... No, I have to go to the Minister's Mansion in person and prepare a horse for me."

The Minister of Personnel is the most troublesome among the ministers and likes to report big and small things. Recently, even the Minister of Personnel has nothing to report. It's really strange!

At the same time, the residence of the Minister of Personnel was also very lively. In the huge courtyard, more than a dozen adults were sitting at the table.

Logically, at a banquet like this, even if there were no dancers, there should be musicians playing music.

But surprisingly, there was no music or dancers, only the passionate sounds of the adults reading.

Lord Jiang: "To say that the thirty-ninth chapter that came out yesterday was absolutely brilliant, I read it with great pleasure, I wished I could get into the book, become the scholar Li Si, and break the legs of the concubine Zhang!"

Lord Li: "Lord Jiang is right, the chapter that came out yesterday was really well written, especially when Li Si finally learned that the concubine Zhang didn't give birth to his own son, but had an affair with a man outside her. When I read that, I felt like I was about to get excited. I'm really looking forward to next month's chapter. Li Si killed Zhang's concubine with his own hands!"

Minister Zhang: "I guess the plot of next month will be that Li Si kills Zhang's concubine and Scarface with his own hands, and then marries the little fox."

Lord Song: "In my opinion, that's not necessarily the case. The previous article said that Li Si also has the jade pendant that Scarface wears. Maybe Scarface and Li Si have some connection? After Li Si sees the jade pendant, he might spare Scarface's life."

Several lords present were chattering about how the new chapter of "Night Talk with Scholars" would develop next month.

Lord Li saw that General Jiang, who was sitting next to him, had not spoken to them for a long time, so he subconsciously asked: "I heard that General Jiang is also a fan of "Night Talk Scholar". General Jiang, you can also tell us how the plot of the new chapter next month will develop?"

Jiang Wenfeng, who was wearing a dark blue official uniform, raised his head and his eyes fell on the "Night Talk Scholar" in front of him.

The next second, he stood up and said respectfully: "My Lords, Jiang is not here to discuss the sequel of "Night Talk Scholar" with you, but to advise you not to indulge in this poisonous book."

Poisonous book?

When Jiang Wenfeng said this, the faces of the adults present all changed.

"General Jiang, what are you talking about? 'Night Talks with Scholars' is the most popular storybook in the capital recently. It is so well written, how can you call it a poisonous book!"

"That's right, if General Jiang didn't like it, why did you come to our book talk today?"

"Since you are not a reader of 'Night Talks with Scholars', please leave first, General Jiang."

"Lai Fu, please show him out."

As soon as Minister Zhang said this, Lai Fu, the housekeeper of the mansion, had already walked in front of General Jiang and made a gesture of invitation to the man.

Jiang Wenfeng did not move, and said in a cold voice: "May I ask you, gentlemen, since you read this "Night Talks with Scholars", have you really not felt anything unusual? You have been so obsessed with this book that you have forgotten to eat and sleep, and even your expression is sometimes dazed, living in a trance, and you are not interested in anything else except reading this book."

When Jiang Wenfeng said this, the adults present were all stunned, as if it was true.

"It's just because this book is so well written. Isn't it normal to forget to eat and sleep after reading a good book?" One of the adults said.

"No." Jiang Wenfeng said: "Three days ago, a murder occurred in a pharmacy in the west of the city. The owner of the pharmacy personally chopped off his wife's head with a knife. When the yamen runners rushed to the pharmacy, guess what the owner of the pharmacy was doing?"

The adults shook their heads.

"He sat on a chair in the store, holding the book "Night Talk Scholar" in his hand and reading it all night long, while his wife's body lay at his feet."