Chapter 215 Xiangye's special fetishes

After Mei Xiaoren stood firm, Gu Chuyu let go of her hand and took a step first.

He left calmly, as if the show was really just a gesture of his hand.

She was still standing in front of the main hall, ignoring the eyes that kept throwing at her, dazed and foggy, not knowing why Chu Yu was doing this.

Jiang Rong walked behind before, and he couldn't clearly see what Gu Chuyu did, but he knew from the reaction of the ministers that what Gu Chuyu did was related to Mei Xiaoren.

He was anxious in his heart, quickened his pace and walked in front of Mei Xiaoren, and asked, "What did he do to you just now?" ”

Mei Xiaoren was still distracted, and only when he heard the sound did he look at Jiang Rong and said lightly: "It's nothing, I almost fell, but Xiangye helped me." ”

Jiang Rong was suspicious: "It's as simple as just helping out?" ”

Suddenly, he saw the minister passing by holding his right hand with his left hand, hinting at what had just happened.

Jiang Rong was annoyed: "Did he pull your hand?" ”

"Roar what!" Mei Xiaoren suddenly became angry, a matter that was already easy to cause controversy, Jiang Rong also loudly proclaimed...... She glanced at Ei and walked straight away.

A few days have passed, Mei Xiaoren still thinks of what happened that day from time to time, she has not seen Chu Yu recently, so she has no chance to ask him what he planned at that time.

Since she took over the Shangjing Prefecture, the time of the Shangjing Prefecture has returned to Maozheng, an hour later than before.

Before she went to the Yamen, she could still eat a bowl of noodles with Ye Zhi at the entrance of the street, and then they were busy with their own errands.

Shangjing cuisine and Jiangnan cuisine have many different tastes, many dishes she and Ye Zhi are not used to, only this noodle is closest to the taste of Jiangnan, she and Ye Zhi often come to patronize.

Before it arrived, the market was already full of people. The noodle stalls are doing very well and are full at this time of the day.

Mei Xiaoren and Ye Zhi came early, and they were regular customers, so they didn't wait long for two bowls of hot noodles.

Ye Zhi said while mixing noodles: "My lord, Wu Xian has not come to the yamen in the past few days. ”

"Huh?"

"Somehow, he hasn't been seen since the New Year's Day."

"Maybe it's because something at home is delaying." Mei Xiaoren responded.

She had guessed that the letter might have been written by Wu Xian, so she told Chu Yu about this idea. Wu Xian's disappearance should have been arranged by Chu Yu, and he didn't let Wu Xian show up in order to prevent Wu Xian from revealing the matter to others.

"Eh, do you know, I heard that the prime minister has not married a wife so far, not because he doesn't look down on anyone's daughter, but because he has special habits."

"A special fetish, what kind of special law?" Someone is curious.

"Good man......" the man said.

Mei Xiaoren was drinking the soup when he suddenly heard the conversation at the table next to him, choked suddenly, and coughed a few times.

The person at the other table said timidly: "You dare to spread this word, don't you die?" ”

"Now it's rumored on the streets, and I haven't seen anyone suffer." The man sighed, "It's possible that this is true, and if Xiangye dares to do it, let's go." ”

Mei Xiaoren wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, his expression was already like ice.

Someone quipped: "Do you say that those high-ranking adults will go to the Pillow Moon Tower to find the little girl?" ”

The man answered: "Then who knows, if you are happy, you may go." ”

"Smack!" Mei Xiaoren pressed a handful of chopsticks on the table, stood up and yelled at those people, "Is enough to say?" ”

The man who spoke the most vigorously glanced at her, "What do you care about us." ”

"Dare to slander the prime minister on the streets of the city, how many heads do you have!" Mei Xiaoren said sharply.

"Slander?" The man smiled, "I don't think you know." ”

Another person answered: "In these years, adults are a little bit of a habit of breaking their sleeves, people like it, can you manage it?" ”

Mei Xiaoren looked around, she had been in Beijing for several months, and she had never heard the gossip of the Prime Minister on the street like today, which made her have to wonder if the group of subordinates of the Living Yama King had been on vacation recently?

The gossip in the capital, if it is not passed on, it will be full of wind and rain in the city, how can she let these small people in the market speak unobstructed.

The people on the hidden platform didn't see it, but their own people came in time. Mei Xiaoren saw a group of officials patrolling the city coming towards this side, and she immediately shouted: "Chen Wu, these few people will be taken down by this official!" ”

When the leading official heard the voice, he saw the eldest of their family looking angry, and hurriedly ran over with the people.

The official said that he would do it, and the other guests were so frightened that they scattered and fled, and the two tables of guests just now were surrounded by more than a dozen officials and messengers, and they couldn't slip away.

Chen Wu arched his hand and asked, "Dare to ask your lord, how to deal with it?" ”

Several street people were already stunned, and the man looked at Mei Xiaoren with an aggrieved expression, "Let's just talk, what are you doing?" ”

"There is also a distinction between what can be said and what cannot be said, let me show you now, your mouth, this official can not control it." Mei Xiaoren said coldly with his hands behind his back, and solemnly ordered, "They dare to slander the court officials in front of the street, escort them back, and deal with them according to the law!" ”

"Yes."

Chen Wu and the others escorted people away, and there were already many people around the noodle stall who were watching the excitement.

Mei Xiaoren turned to face the people and warned indifferently: "Whoever dares to spread similar gossip again, go to the Beijing Government Bureau, and never spare it!" ”

Some people hurriedly beckoned, "The grass people dare not ......"

"It's all gone." Mei Xiaoren's tone eased, and his mood gradually returned to calm. When she saw that the other customers had been so frightened by her that she had abandoned their bowls and fled, she took out the silver and put it on the table to compensate for the loss of the shopkeeper.

Mei Xiaoren moved away. Ye Zhi had been in the clouds, so when he saw this, he wiped his mouth clean and hurriedly chased after him.

Ye Zhi couldn't help asking, "Why do you want to help the prime minister suppress rumors?" ”

Ye Zhi's words woke up Mei Xiaoren, yes, in the eyes of others, she really shouldn't help the Prime Minister's Mansion, after all, she is a member of the Wei Mansion, and the worse the Prime Minister's reputation, the more profitable the Wei Mansion will be.

Mei Xiaoren explained casually: "The lips are dead and the teeth are cold, today they even dare to spread the words that the prime minister has a habit of breaking sleeves, and when they joke about you and me in the future, they may not know how ugly it will be." ”

Ye Zhi persuaded: "The people in the street are ignorant, don't worry about them. ”

"Hmph, what is it to oppress the people, if you have the ability, you will catch the flower thief."

The slightly resentful voice reached Mei Xiaoren's ears, and she stopped and looked back, seeing that it was a gray-haired old woman who had just passed her.

"Old man, what do you mean by that?"

The old woman didn't seem to be afraid of the government at all, and Mei Xiaoren told her to stop, and she stopped.

"You people who eat imperial food, you only know how to make the people angry, and you don't care how many girls the flower pickers have harmed." The old woman pulled out a green onion from the vegetable basket and pointed at Mei Xiaoren, "I don't like what I say, if you are angry, you will also be arrested and put in prison!" ”

The old woman raised her chin as if she would rather die than give in.

Mei Xiaoren frowned, "Flower thief, what flower thief?" ”