Luo Yan didn't say anything, but he stopped walking.
Ji Su struck while the iron was hot: "Prime Minister! Haven't you seen it yet? Ying Wuji has no bottom line. He can make up any rumor to please Miss Hua Chao. Today he dared to make up that you assassinated your wife and daughter. What will he make up tomorrow? Miss Hua Chao believed it this time, will she not believe it next time?"
Luo Yan: “…”
…
The next morning.
Ying Wuji moved a chair early in the morning and sat at the door of Shangmo Bookstore, looking at the door with anticipation.
Prime Minister!
But you must come!
For him, the happiest thing in the world is to commit fraud, and the most unacceptable thing is to fail in the fraud.
And last night, he suddenly came up with "Six Arts of a Gentleman - Charioteering" and "Six Arts of a Gentleman - Archery", both of which are the basic skills of Yellow-level Confucianism. One is riding a horse and the other is archery, which are quite practical. It should be the credit of the prime minister. This is a large porcelain kiln...
But this time he always felt that his attempt to scam someone might end in vain, because Hua Chao couldn't fall asleep after waking up from a dream last night. She woke him up and chatted with him for a long time. She said that she had just dreamed that her mother came back and kept persuading her to go home.
Under the influence of Hua Wanqiu, Luo Yan also changed from an old man into a kind father. No matter how many things Hua Chao did to disobey him, he would not punish him.
This dream seemed a little outrageous and made him panic.
So this day.
Ying Wuji waited anxiously from the time the sun first rose until it was high in the sky.
After a night of fermentation, many people came to watch "The Case of the Chopping of the Beauty", and the sales of "Shan Hui Gui Tan" also slowly climbed up. But the annoying thing is that no one reported that "Shan Hui Gui Tan" was a copycat, which reduced its popularity.
The flow of people is quite large.
But not big enough.
It is far from enough to satisfy Ying Wuji.
Is this old bastard really going to let me go this time?
Although it doesn't matter if he's not there, without such a popular star, it would feel like punching the air.
finally.
"tread!"
"tread!"
"tread!"
A sound of uniform footsteps came from the corner of the street.
Ying Wuji looked in the direction of the sound and found a team of yamen runners hurrying towards them, accompanied by two riders, one was Ji Su and the other was Luo Ming.
call……
Feel at ease!
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