As the saying goes, a wave is not settled, and a wave is rising.

As soon as Feng Wuwu stepped out of the threshold of the palace, King Jin's guards had been waiting outside the six doors for a long time.

"A bold thief, dare to steal the Jin Dynasty's clothes, the crime is unforgivable!"

"Whew, isn't it just a piece of clothing? Stingy! Feng Wuwu's narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, she felt that the set of clothes on her body was very domineering, and she was particularly handsome, so she didn't plan to return it to King Jin.

King Jin's guards were shy, their hands were on their waists, and they were domineering, "Shameless thief, return the court clothes quickly." Otherwise, you do so at your own risk. ”

Feng Wuwu snorted coldly, "King Jin, Donglin, only has such a little bearing? Are you planning to rip off the clothes of the master and let the master swagger through the market with the most primitive and innocent appearance? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, get rid of it quickly!"

"Little brother, I advise you not to be so erotic!" Feng Wuwu sighed, and turned to ask the magistrate who was pretending to be deaf and dumb on the side, "Magistrate, let me ask you, did you violate the law of Donglin by picking up people's clothes on the street?" ”

"This..."

The magistrate thought that Feng Wuwu and Jun Moran had some friendship, and it was not easy to offend him, so he couldn't answer for a long time.

Seeing that Zhixian was so useless, Feng Wuwu turned to ask Fu Yeshen, who was standing beside Zhixian, "Master Fu, you say." ”

"Heh..."

Fu Yeshen shook the folding fan and chuckled, "It did violate the law of Donglin. However, General Feng Xiao forcibly occupied the Jin Dynasty's uniforms, and the crime was added to the first degree. ”

When Feng Wuwu heard this, he still didn't give up, and swayed back and forth in front of everyone like a flower butterfly, "How do you prove that the clothes on the master's body are Jin's clothes?" ”

Fu Yeshen picked up Feng Wuwu's neckline with the handle of the fan, his voice was like a ghost, and he was three points crisp, "General Feng, isn't there a 'Jin' word embroidered on the neckline?" ”

Feng Wuwu was full of black lines, but he didn't know that the ancients still had embroidered words on their court clothes.

She picked up the gold thread at the neckline with a silver needle, and straightforwardly removed the word "Jin" on the collar, and said confidently, "The embroidery is obviously the 'worry' of worrying about the country and the people, and Xu is the embroidery girl is illiterate and embroidered wrong." ”

Qingluan is particularly agile.

When she saw Feng Wuwu say this, she immediately took out the embroidery needle from the waist jacket, took the gold silk thread that Feng Wuwu had removed from the neckline, threaded the needle neatly, and embroidered the square word "worry-free" on Feng Wuwu's cuffs.

King Jin's guards widened their eyes, he had never seen such a brazen person, and he was so angry that he scolded, "Rebel ministers and thieves, your mother and maid!" ”

Feng Wuwu listened, and his heart was greatly refreshed.

I can't imagine that the ancients scolded swearing, and they would also scold people's fathers and mothers.

She ate and smiled, and her crooked peach blossom eyes were full of banter, "The little brother is clever, and he is actually born as a foot-washing maid of his grandmother, wonderful!" ”

"You!"

King Jin's guards did not expect that Feng Wuwu's face was thicker than the city wall, and he was angry and wanted to pick up her clothes.

Feng Wuwu was most disgusted with others doing things to her, her eyes turned pale, and her elbow hit the temporal part of King Jin's guard, and said coldly, "Go back and tell you King Jin, the master is dirty, and he will return to the house." Don't rush! ”

King Jin's guards glanced at the unreasonable Feng Wuwu in confusion, his lips trembled slightly, he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and left angrily.

"Megalomaniacal boy, you wait!"

King Jin's guards left a cruel word and fled.

"You're stupid when we are sons, why are you waiting for you? Be all abroad! Qingluan tiptoed and scolded at the back of King Jin's guards.

Feng Wuwu felt more and more that this little maid of hers was a plastic talent, although she loved to cry a little, but when she spoke, she had a poisonous tongue and was cute.

She gently pinned Qingluan's hair hanging down her forehead behind her ears, and then took out a stack of hand-painted silver tickets, and said majestically, "Let's go!" Master will take you to have fun. ”