Chapter 408: Reach out and knock gently
The master touched his beard, his face full of confusion, "This matter is unheard of!" ”
Liu Xing also nodded and muttered, "Could it be that it's because we don't know that this is called mysterious?" ”
And Jun Zilin and the others were walking on the street late at night, and suddenly thought of this, she turned around and asked Han Gujin, "Do you know that the emperor has a royal history?" ”
"Hey, hey, hey!" Han Gujin only smiled and did not answer.
Fluttershy whispered, "What does he know, he must be!" ”
"Hey little girl, where is this son's nonsense. Even if it's nonsense, can you guarantee that the emperor will not secretly send the imperial historian to investigate the case in the future? Can you guarantee it?! Hangok snorts and asks Fluttershy loudly.
Jun Zilin: "......" turned out to be really nonsense.
Such a big thing, Han Gujin can talk nonsense casually, it's true. Jun Zilin shook her head secretly, and deliberately left Han Gujin's residence and sent him back.
"Brother Qingyun, we can meet again at an even time. My brother misses you so much! Standing at the gate of the mansion, Han Gujin reluctantly looked at Jun Zilin's team.
Jun Zilin doesn't reply to him, only turns her head and raises her eyes at Fluttershy.
Fluttershy hung her head in frustration, and finally exhaled, took out a silver ticket of five hundred taels from her cuff, and shoved it into Han Gujin's hand, poking him with her hand in distress and indignation, "Han Gongzi, please fight for some anger!" This silver is enough for you, please don't go to Hualou again, and don't spend a lot of money! Hurry up and buy books for scientific research. If you continue like this, be careful to starve to death on the streets and no one will care about you! ”
Han Gujin was also rich, and when he saw the silver ticket, to be honest, he didn't care about it.
It's only five hundred taels.
But these days, he is also poor enough, and his father doesn't care about him, and the door doesn't let him in.
Turning from rich to poor is like falling from a high place to the bottom of a cliff, and he has suffered enough. At this moment, he was very happy to see five hundred taels.
But Fluttershy didn't like it, so he slapped the silver ticket on the spot and looked up at Qingyun, "What do you mean, brother, do you still think that the ancient jade ring and cloth were stolen for your brother?" You didn't believe me at all? ”
In Han Gujin's thoughts, Qingyun would only use five hundred taels to help him if he believed that he was too poor to steal things and sell silver.
And this is something he can't accept!
He Han Gujin can do anything, pack a few girls in one night, but he will never steal chickens and dogs!
But he had such an idea, but unexpectedly, Qingyun seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, poked at his pain points, and said coldly, "Han Gujin, I hope you are a thief, it is better than wandering around the flowers all day and losing your body!" In life, there must always be a use. There is always a merit that can be remembered by others. But you, what are your strengths? ”
"Do you think it's your honor to preach everywhere and how many women you've slept with? This kind of person is the most disgusting. You remember your goals and use the money to achieve your goals. Ignore the rest. Leave! ”
Han Gujin's face was cold, and seeing Qingyun and the others leaving, he pinched the silver ticket tightly, gritted his teeth and swore an oath, "Qingyun, you kid listen to this son, if you don't get a champion in the exam, this son will have your surname!" ”
They take Fluttershy and walk towards the manor, and in the distance, Jun Zilin sees that the lights are still burning.
Fluttershy followed, asking, "Miss, did Han Gongzi really steal?" ”
Jun Zilin shook her head.
"Then why don't you refute it?" Fluttershy felt uncomfortable when she heard Han Gujin gritting her teeth as they parted.
Jun Zilin smiled nonchalantly, "Is there any benefit in refuting." Han Gujin is angry in his heart, maybe he can work hard. And if you leave him in the gentle township, maybe he will return to his old ways. Alas! ”
It seems that Miss is for the good of Han Gongzi.
But hearing her sigh, Fluttershy couldn't help but wonder, "Why is Miss still sighing, isn't this for Han Gongzi's sake?" ”
"I'm worried." Jun Zilin's keen apricot eyes flashed a cold light, "If he really becomes famous in Japan and South Korea, becomes a person in the temple, and his official fortune is prosperous, wouldn't it be another kind of gentle township?" If the old ways are restored, won't more people suffer? ”
After saying that, even Jun Zilin herself was confused. Did she achieve a person, or did she harm a person for the sake of achieving a person?
It's just that he secretly expects Han Gujin to get rid of that lustful habit, although from the recent point of view, he really doesn't linger around the flowers anymore, and his physique is much better, at least his eyelids are no longer as black as before, and his face is yellow and thin.
After chasing into the manor, I heard the reply from the people who stayed behind, and Miss Fu Er had been sent back to the mansion by Gongzi Cang.
Hearing this, Jun Zilin breathed a sigh of relief. She was also worried that Fu Yarou would live in this manor, which was extremely bad.
"Mother, let's go too." Chase said.
Jun Zilin looked at her dress at the moment, and hesitated a little in her heart, what if she was bumped into by someone from the Prime Minister's Mansion?
"The subordinates brought the mother into the prime minister's mansion without knowing it." Chase reassures her of concerns.
Walking down the street late at night, everyone has a more or less corpse smell on their bodies.
This trip was very tired, Jun Zilin really wanted to go back and take a beautiful bath, and then climb on the warm quilt and sleep in the dark.
Hopefully, by this time, Zhou Ember is already dead.
It's just that this time the autopsy was not clear at all.
But it is certain that the bead seems to be on a hairpin, and it seems that Liang Er had a woman by his side before he died. Who could it be? Could it be Fu Ayacui?
But Liang Er is just a guy in the shop, can such a person see Fu Ayacui? And is it worth Fu Ayacui to trap this person personally?
Jun Zilin thinks it's unlikely, unless this person has a secret plot with Fu Ayacui?
And the people of the Tiger Head Gang vowed to get rid of this Liang Er, what exactly is this Liang Er carrying?
In the lost memory of the two days, what Jun Zilin couldn't understand was why she asked Han Gujin to go to Chayuan County?
What kind of conspiracy is behind it?
If it was an ordinary conspiracy, he would never attach such importance to it, and he didn't even want to implicate Han Gujin without telling him about the cause and effect.
This conspiracy is no less than the last time Fu Yarou was unjustly thrown into prison.
When they arrive at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Chasing Soul takes Jun Zilin with them, Capture Wind takes Fluttershy with them, and Yin Rong follows them. The three of them quickly disappeared into the Prime Minister's Mansion, and finally quietly returned to the Baoqin Courtyard.
When she arrived at the Baoqin Courtyard, Jun Zilin was completely relieved.
She told the three chasers to hurry up and rest, maybe there was something important to do tomorrow. The three of them should be, and then habitually disappear into the shadows.
Fluttershy goes to fetch water to wash up Miss.
Jun Zilin stopped her, "What's the matter, Miss?" Fluttershy asks in a low voice, afraid of waking the others in the yard.
In fact, there were mothers-in-law guarding the door, but their movements were so light that they did not alarm those people at all.
Jun Zilin reached out and tapped Fluttershy lightly, pointing to the west and whispering, "Stupid, how can you go to the east." Zhou Shen must be resting here, let's go to the west, my cousin knows that we will come back, and must keep the door for us! ”
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