Chapter 8: Slander

Cheng Jiu didn't panic is fake, but she has nothing to say.

After all, all this can't be explained: if the facts are told, the helmsman will know that he lied to him, and he casually tied up a man to come back to get married, and it would be difficult for Gu Mingyuan to escape; If you don't tell him, you're a traitor hiding stolen goods......

Cheng Jiu's mind was spinning rapidly, and she knew that every point of her silence increased, the danger of herself and Gu Mingyuan increased.

"Cheng Jiu has been cultivated by the helmsman since he was a child, and he doesn't dare to do such an ungrateful thing, so he asks the helmsman to be clear." Cheng Jiu said stubbornly, but he still didn't know how to get this matter over.

"Then you say, why did you go with your brothers this afternoon?" Zhao Tianhu asked.

"Take the brothers to pick up ......" Cheng Jiu forgot what Gu Mingyuan's name was for himself, so he could only bite the bullet: "Pick me up man." ”

Everyone thought she was shy, so they paused their tone, they didn't expect Cheng Jiu, who had always been a master, to also have this time.

Zhao Tianhu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nonsense!" Li San spoke: "My brothers have seen you take people to the train station with their own eyes. ”

Cheng Jiu's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and she didn't dare to speak, because she was afraid that she would be incoherent with one mouth.

"Really? Then the third uncle must know where Jiu'er hid those jewels. Zhao Xingye strode in.

"Young master." Everyone was taken aback, and then saluted. Li San also had to bow slightly.

"Why are you here?" Zhao Tianhu saw that his son was defending Cheng Jiu again, so he was not angry.

"Dad, ask the third uncle, where did one of his brothers see Cheng Jiu's hidden things? Take us to see it. Zhao Xingye looked serious.

Li Tianyi scolded secretly, this Zhao Xingye is usually a girl, why did he suddenly open up.

Cheng Jiu was also secretly grateful to Zhao Xingye for speaking for herself, and she suddenly became confident:

"If it's really like what the third master said, I swallowed the things myself, Cheng Jiu will be at his disposal, and there will be no other words." She straightened her waist, her eyes shining, and she looked at Zhao Tianhu.

"If you can't find it, could it be that the third master found out and swallowed it himself?" Zhao Xingye fanned the flames on the side.

Although Zhao Xingye's logic is very rogues, it makes people unable to find anything wrong.

Public opinion reversed all of a sudden, and Li San didn't expect that he would actually set himself on fire, so he beckoned to call his subordinates: "Dongfeng!" ”

"What does the third master command?"

"Who was chewing the root of his tongue just now and lying about the news of the Ninth Master?" Li Tianyi pretended to be angry.

"Report to the third master, I didn't discipline my subordinates well, please punish the third master!" Dongfeng knelt on the ground as he spoke.

Cheng Jiu didn't say a word, silently watched them act in front of him, and didn't bother to expose it.

"Alright, you can go down." Zhao Tianhu spoke: "Third child, discipline well in the future." It's all my own brothers......"

"Yes, it's Li San's fault, you shouldn't suspect your brother." Before Zhao Tianhu finished speaking, Li San took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Jiu'er, the third uncle is here to compensate you, it's the third uncle who is too worried." ”

Cheng Jiu could feel Li San's resentment, and he was righteous just now, but now he is starting to rely on the old and sell the old.

"I understand that the third uncle is also worried about the juniors, so he specially sent someone to follow." Cheng Jiu's face was expressionless, and he accepted it. She knew there would be no real punishment. After all, after his father died, the closest person to the helmsman in the gang was Li Sanye.

"Okay," Zhao Tianhu spoke, "That's it." Jiu'er, you and that ......"

"Ye Yuan." Zhao Xingye reminded, and then glanced at Cheng Jiu defiantly.

"Yes, yes, Ye Yuan, how are you two preparing?" Zhao Tianhu didn't seem to notice it, and followed his son's words.

"Almost." Cheng Jiu seemed to understand something.

"Then let's get ready to go."

"Yes."