"I'm sorry, sir." Shi Wuyue walked up to the man: "You said something wrong today. ”

"What's the matter?!" The storyteller was taken aback, then asked.

"About Princess Zhennan." Shi Wuyue walked up to the storyteller: "How did you know that the prince had left Princess Zhennan with a letter of resignation missing?!" ”

"This ......," the storyteller listened, obviously a little panicked. But after a while, he calmed down again: "This lord, if you don't believe it, just listen to it as a joke, why bother to be so serious?" ”

"Really?" At this time, Shi Qingran stepped forward: "It's very unfortunate that I am the former princess of Zhennan that you said." If you don't give me an explanation today, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave today. ”

"You're the princess?"

"He's gone, so you don't have to call me princess." Shi Qingran glanced at him, and obviously saw fear on his face: "However, you are a storyteller, after saying so much, you must also know the status of the Shi family in Qishan."

"I've spread so many rumors about me today, if you don't give me an explanation, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to leave!" Shi Qingran said, and took two more steps towards Mr. Storyteller.

"Girl, I'm ......," said the storyteller, and beads of sweat fell from him. He never imagined that one day the person in question would happen to see him telling a story.

Mr. Storyteller thought that today he only said that the woman married into the palace and then divorced, and if he said more, he would not know how to end.

"Say it." Shi Qingran threatened again: "Where do you know these things?" ”

"I'm talking nonsense." The storyteller swallowed, and all ten of them could see the emptiness on his face.

"Nonsense." Shi Qingran said: "You are talking about these things very well, so I don't believe you are talking nonsense." ”

"It just so happens that our county order Lord Shi is here, do you want Lord Shi to take you to the yamen for a trial?" Shi Qingran said, reaching out and patting the non-existent ash on his hand.

"This girl, this adult, the villain is just talking about books and eating with a mouthful of food, and please raise your noble hands." The storyteller pleaded with a bitter face.

"It's been made clear." Shi Wuyue said helpfully: "You just need to say who gave you this information." After all, the girl of the Shi family is the party concerned, and if you say this, it is reasonable for people to know who sent the news. ”

"Or maybe he doesn't want to say it at all." Shi Qingran saw that the storyteller was reluctant to tell where the news came from, and said angrily: "Master Shi, he can be regarded as making my rumors, or we will arrest him and torture him, he will be willing to recruit anything!" ”

"Not good." The two sang and harmonized, Shi Wuyue looked at Shi Qingran's puffing appearance, and the smile on his face became more and more intense. But in the eyes of the storyteller, it was more like a threat.

"Looking at his appearance, he can't help but be weak, a handful of old bones, I'm afraid he can't withstand a few boards." Shi Wuyue saw that the storyteller's face was getting worse and worse, and continued: "Besides, if he goes to prison and comes out, I'm afraid no one will dare to listen to him anymore." ”

"I don't care!" Shi Qingran was not afraid to make trouble: "He made my rumors, and he has to pay the price." It's a big deal, let this old bone be demolished in prison by those crazy criminals! ”

"Sir." Shi Wuyue looked at the storyteller with a smile again.

"Iniquity!" As he spoke, the storyteller reached out and took out a letter from his bag: "My lord, this is a secret letter from the capital." ”

"There is an organization called Baixiao Scholar on the rivers and lakes, which specializes in collecting information about the royal family and dignitaries. We, the storytellers, can no longer attract the audience by talking about famous books. I had to buy some news, tell the story of Fengyue casually, and eat with a mouthful of food. ”

"Baixiao Scholar?" Shi Wuyue listened to the storyteller's words, and his expression became serious. He stretched out his hand and opened the secret letter, but saw that it contained some stories about Lord Sun of the Criminal Department.

This is the privacy of officials, but it is not unusual.

"Is there any royal news too?" Shi Wuyue raised his eyes and glanced at the storyteller again. When the storyteller heard this, he hung his head in a weak heart and remained silent.

Presumably so.

"Do you know what you might do if you show me this letter today?" Shi Wuyue asked again.

"My lord, there are no consequences." Only then did the storyteller raise his eyes and look at Shi Wuyue, and said, "Their people only collect information about dignitaries. Inconspicuous ordinary people like us will not be noticed. ”

"On the other hand, if the adults take me to prison, I'm afraid I'll be fine." The storyteller may be referring to the assassination of someone sent by Baixiao scholars, or perhaps the torture of punishment.

Shi Wuyue read it, didn't speak, and returned the letter to him.

"Don't talk about the royal family, court officials, and family members in the future." Shi Wuyue glanced at the storyteller: "If there is a next ......"

"The villain knows, the villain knows." Before Shi Wuyue finished speaking, the storyteller nodded at him in a hurry, and then turned around and left.

Shi Qingran was in place, pouting, not knowing what to think.

"Forget it, of course." Shi Wuyue comforted him and said: "He's just a storyteller, it's pitiful to think about." "If you bring him to the yamen, it will inevitably make a big fuss.

Moreover, if it is brought to the Yamen, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not attract the attention of the people organized by Baixiao Scholars.

"Hmm." Shi Qingran nodded, turned around and walked dejectedly towards the road he came, and muttered again: "Actually, I blame the pitiful." ”

Can it not be pitiful to be used as an after-dinner conversation?

"Yes, there is me." Shi Wuyue said: "I'm not a clean person, I'm not afraid of these gossips. As long as you don't dislike me, we can be together. ”

However, Shi Qingran's heart no longer knew where to fly. Maybe they didn't hear what Shi Wuyue said, and the two were silent all the way. Shi Wuyue hired another carriage and sent Shi Qingran back to Shijia Villa.

In the evening, after Shi Qingran had dinner, he went back to his room and wrote his name on rice paper boringly. Shi Qingran wrote three words over and over again.

If you forget the past, forget the past, is it still the same person from the past?

Shi Qingran's thoughts couldn't help but fly to the night of Chinese New Year's Eve. Now that I think about it, Song Yuchen was drunk that night, probably because of her.

Today's storyteller said that the king of Zhennan fell in love with the princess of Zhennan, and he didn't know how true or false this person's heart was from the storyteller.

"Miss!" When Shi Qingran was in a fugue, Lang'er shouted Shi Qingran. Shi Qingran was startled when he heard this. Then Shi Qingran asked with some displeasure: "What's the matter?!" ”