"Good. Gu Zhirong nodded, "When we get to the fourth shop, we will go in together, and when we come out, you let the maid ring in the shop change your clothes and get into my carriage, and then you sneak into that carriage to see who they are." I'm waiting for you at the Cuiwei Tea House in front. ”

"Don't worry, miss. Mu Jin agreed, "The slave maid has neat hands and feet, and she won't let the young lady wait for a long time." ”

The carriage stopped at the fourth shop on the outskirts of the city, that is, a cloth village, Gu Zhirong took Mu Jin out of the car, walked into the store, and after a while, he walked out with Mu Jin again, got into the carriage and drove away from the shop.

Sure enough, when Gu Zhirong's carriage was staying in Buzhuang, the Qingpeng carriage behind stopped on the side of the road, pretending that the car was faulty. When Gu Zhirong's carriage started, the "malfunction" of the carriage was suddenly cured, and he immediately followed Gu Zhirong's carriage.

Gu Zhirong instructed the coachman not to rush too fast, just follow the usual speed. When she arrived at Cuiwei Teahouse, the carriage behind seemed to be gone, Gu Zhirong smiled slightly, didn't care about it, and went directly into the teahouse.

She also often came to this tea house, and as soon as the guys in the tea house saw her, they immediately led her to the private room on the second floor.

She ordered a pot of tea, and as soon as she drank two cups, Mu Jin came up with a hemp bag. It was a little strange for a girl to be in a hurry with a hemp bag, but Mu Jin didn't think so at all, and said to the people below: "I have caught some mountain goods in the mountains to give to one of my relatives." ”

Gu Zhi couldn't help laughing and motioned for Mu Jin to come in. Mu Jin walked in. Cover the door and unceremoniously push the sack to the ground, and immediately there was a dull moan in the sack. At the same time, there is a constant struggle in it.

Mu Jin quickly opened the opening of the sack, revealing a man dressed as a young man about twenty years old. Because the rags were stuffed in his mouth, the little guy couldn't make a sound, and only glared at Mu Jin with a pair of eyes.

"Say, who are you, why are you following my young lady?" Mu Jin said sharply, not forgetting to kick the man as he spoke.

The man was in pain. Squeaked and didn't want to speak, but he was gagged with rags and couldn't make a sound. I had to look at Gu Zhirong for help.

Gu Zhi couldn't help laughing, and while asking Mu Jin to take the cloth from the man's mouth, he said, "I am Miss Gu Wu of the Yuanning Hou Mansion, and I have no grievances with you. Why do you want to follow me secretly for no reason? Tell me clearly. Maybe I'll let you go, or else, don't blame me for being rude. ”

The man was so angry that he refused to speak. Gu Zhirong was thinking about what hardships to give him, so that he could confess earlier. At this time, Jin said, "Miss, leave it to me." ”

She held out two fingers and pointed them at the man's side as fast as lightning. Gu Zhirong was about to ask her what she wanted, when she saw the person suddenly scream. He fell to the ground, his face distorted, the green tendons on his forehead flared up, and his body writhed and rolled on the ground, sweating like rain and panting like a cow.

Gu Zhirong knew that Mu Jin used her unique method to make life worse than death, this trick was much more effective than any torture, and few people could survive such pain and torture.

Gu Zhirong wanted to use a quick way to get this person to confess, and the time required should not be too long. Moreover, she saw that although this person was a small servant, he was well dressed, and he looked like a big family. If he is scarred by her, in case his master is a nobleman, it is indeed a little difficult to explain.

Therefore, the method used by Mu Jin is undoubtedly the best method.

Gu Zhirong had only seen this method in books before, but she didn't expect that there was really such a bloodless method of torturing people, she watched with interest while drinking tea, to see how long that person could last.

Sure enough, Gu Zhirong hadn't finished drinking a cup of tea, and the person couldn't stand it anymore, and asked for mercy with a cold sweat on his face: "Miss Gu Wu's life, I said, I've done it all." ”

Gu Zhirong glanced at Mu Jin, Mu Jin stretched out two fingers again, randomly clicked on the two acupuncture points on the man's body, and didn't forget to kick the man: "It's really a cheap bone, if I had said this earlier, then I wouldn't have to suffer this pain." ”

The man knelt on the ground, wiped his sweat with his sleeve, and finally said dejectedly: "Villain, villain was sent by the prince." ”

"Prince?!" Gu Zhirong and Mu Jin glanced at each other, both very surprised.

Gu Zhirong said sharply: "Say, what the hell are you doing when the prince sent you to follow me!"

The little guy said with a bitter face: "Miss Gu Wu has wronged the little one." The prince sent the villain to follow the young lady to protect the young lady's safety!"

"Protect me?!" Gu Zhirong really wanted to suspect that he had misheard, "What the hell is this prince doing, I have nothing to do with him, why did he send someone to protect me?"

Of course, the little guy couldn't answer this question, where could he guess the prince's thoughts.

He glanced at Gu Zhirong fearfully, and said, "Miss Gu Wu, the little one is on order, and the prince only said that the little one will follow the young lady every step of the way, and if the young lady encounters any danger, he will help the young lady." But ......"

He glanced at Mu Jin, who was standing next to him: "But Miss Gu Wu has such a powerful master by her side, the small one is really useless......

Gu Zhirong said indignantly: "The prince would have such a good heart and send someone to protect me? I think he is too idle to chat, and he wants to find an opportunity to tease me, right?"

The little girl still looked at Gu Zhirong with a bitter face, not understanding why she had such a deep prejudice against the prince.

"Forget Mu Jin, since he doesn't have any malicious intent, let him go. Gu Zhirong turned his head to Mu Jin and said.

Mu Jin still wanted to say something, Gu Zhirong shook his head and said: "More things are better than less, we still have something to do, there is no need to be angry with the prince because of this." ”

The serious thing she was referring to was, of course, the matter of arranging for Gu Wenxin to meet with the crown prince tomorrow. To put it bluntly, this kind of thing is to let Gu Wenxin and the prince go on a blind date, if it can be love at first sight, it will be the best.

There's still a lot of work to be done.

If she offends the prince at this time, if the prince doesn't come tomorrow, it will ruin her plan.

Mu Jin had no choice but to nod and kick the man: "My young lady let you go, don't get out of here!"

"Wait!" Gu Zhirong still has something to say, "You go back and tell your prince to stop doing such boring things, and if you have time, you can focus more on handling government affairs, which can be regarded as worthy of the people of the world." ”

The little guy got down and climbed downstairs.

"Let's go, Mu Jin, let's go see if Sister Wenxin's clothes are ready?" Gu Zhirong got up, put the tea on the table, and walked downstairs.

When the carriage was halfway through, Gu Zhirong suddenly stopped the carriage, asked the groom to stop the carriage, got off the carriage himself, walked to the door of a century-old store selling chestnut crisps nearby, and asked the guy to weigh two catties of chestnut crisp for her.

Mu Jin looked at the chestnut cake, then at his own young lady, and instantly understood: "Miss, this is for the eldest son of Lu?"

She knew that her young lady had always disliked sweets, especially chestnut cakes.

Gu Zhirong had a sweet smile on his face: "I remember that when I was in Tongzhou before, Ah Ting's favorite food was this kind of chestnut crisp, and he had to eat the whole dish before he was willing to stop. ”

Speaking of which, I still ignored him. (To be continued.) )