Regardless of how violent the "maid" disguised as a man was, Wang Qianjin went straight back to the castle where she lived after leaving the tavern.

The castle is very large, but in fact, there are not many people living there, plus Wang Qianjin's grandfather, Wang Shitong, there are only two people in total.

Although Wang Shitong loved his grandson, he did not invite anyone to take care of Wang Qianjin's daily life.

In a huge castle, except for the grandparents, there are no cooks, no gardeners, no housekeepers, and even the maintenance work is only hired every other year or so.

So Wang Qianjin, the only seedling of the old Wang family for three generations, has to cook by herself every time she goes home, do you dare to believe it?

And it's not okay not to do it, because in addition to eating himself, he is also responsible for Wang Shitong's food.

Wang Qianjin has no complaints about this, firstly, she has long been used to it, and on the other hand, it is very safe.

There was nothing to be cold about, and if there were fewer people, the Assassin would not be allowed to infiltrate, preventing him from repeating the mistakes of his parents and dying in his room without explanation.

It's not a big problem to work hard, at least you can eat the food you cook, and you don't have to worry about almost losing your life after eating a meal, just like when you were ten years old.

He is the only seedling of the three generations of the old Wang family, if there is any accident, I am sorry for the ancestors of the Wang family.

As for the safety of the castle at night, Wang Shitong lives next door, and Wang Qianjin said that his sleep quality is still okay.

"Grandpa, it's time to eat."

Wang Qianjin took the dinner she cooked, pushed open the door of the study and walked in, and greeted the old man sitting behind the desk.

"yes, okay."

Wang Shitong held a document in his hand and replied without raising his head, "Put it there first, I'll eat it when I'm done with the things at hand." ”

Wang Qianjin put the two plates in his hand on the dining table in the study and said, "You have a bad stomach, so you still have to eat dinner while it's hot."

As for some unimportant work, just leave it to me as usual. ”

"Hah!"

Wang Shitong laughed, moved his gaze from the document in his hand to Wang Qianjin, who was arranging the tableware, and said with a smile, "I thought you would be angry with me because of the day's events." ”

Wang Qianjin replied nonchalantly: "It's just acting, just act in front of people, how can I really be angry with you?" ”

As he spoke, he put down the chopsticks in his hand, turned his head and said, "Okay, let's eat." ”

Wang Shitong looked at Wang Qianjin's slightly obsessive round face, and vaguely saw the familiar outline between the other party's eyebrows, and couldn't help but sigh and said, "Alas! It's all grandpa useless, not only failed to protect Baiyin, but also made you suffer these hardships. ”

Wang Qianjin pretended to be speechless and said: "You have been saying this sentence for more than ten years, and I have heard it for more than ten years, and my ears are calloused, can you change something fresh?" ”

"Stinky boy! I'm your grandfather! Whatever I say, you have to listen! ”

Wang Shitong glared at Wang Qianjin angrily, and the little worry that had finally risen disappeared.

Wang Qianjin pursed her lips, but she couldn't refute it, so she had to knock on the table and say, "Even if you are my grandfather, you have to eat what I cook." ”

Wang Shitong stood up from his seat, he was a head taller than Wang Qianjin, his wrinkled face was full of anger, and said, "Phew! What do you mean by even though? I was your grandfather!

And do you think I like to eat the food you cook? I'm tired of tossing and turning. ”

Wang Qianjin stood at the dining table with her shoulders crossed, squinted at the menacing Wang Shitong, and asked, "Then do you eat?" ”

Wang Shitong walked up and stretched out his hand viciously...... He grabbed his chopsticks, then picked up his porridge bowl and said, "Of course I want to eat!" If you don't eat enough, how can you have the strength to beat you bastard? ”

Wang Qianjin seemed to have known that Wang Shitong would say this, so she also picked up her bowl and sat down, and replied slightly provocatively: "That's right, I cooked half a pot of porridge today, and I also deliberately added some materials to organize my qi and blood, you can eat more to have more strength to beat me." ”

When Wang Shitong heard this, he glared at Wang Qianjin again, and then his expression gradually eased, and asked, "You should not have attracted the attention of others when you bought these reagent materials, right?" ”

Wang Qianjin put a chopstick side dish in the porridge bowl, and replied in a calm tone: "It's just some ordinary tonics, which won't attract attention."

It's just that there are several raw materials that are only available on the black market, so it costs a little more. ”

"Pharmacists are supposed to burn money in the early stage, as long as you don't attract the attention of others."

Wang Shitong didn't care about spending a little more money, so he comforted the other party casually, and then said, "And the potions you made are still very popular, and you can earn back the money you spent after a while." ”

Wang Qianjin was not as optimistic as Wang Shitong, stirred the porridge in front of him, and said with some disappointment: "It's a pity that my success rate is only 60 percent, and most of them are kept for my own use, otherwise I can make a little more." ”

Wang Shitong said with a smile: "You are all groping for the preparation of potions by yourself, and it is already a great genius to have a success rate of 60 percent."

If you just look at the talent of the pharmacist, you are definitely no worse than that Yan Hua. ”

"Yan Hua?"

Wang Qianjin's eyes lit up, she looked at Wang Shitong and asked, "I remember that he seems to be a member of the adjudication court, right?" Grandpa, did you say he would come to participate in the battle for seats this time? ”

Wang Shitong paused for a moment, and replied with some uncertainty: "Although Yan Hua is the seventh seat, he is still a student who has not graduated after all, even if he wants to come, it is estimated that Cambrian Academy will not let him participate, right?" ”

After speaking, seeing that Wang Qianjin looked a little disappointed, he continued, "You don't have to worry, after all, he is still a member of the adjudication court, and there will always be a chance to meet him." ”

Wang Qianjin nodded, continued to bury her head in eating, and said after a while: "By the way, I met someone when I went to drink today. ”

"Hmm."

"His name is Feng Fanchen, and he is from the Ling family."

"Huh?"

Wang Shitong put down the bowl, frowned and asked, "What is the Ling family sending people to the central gathering place to do at this time?" Pressure? Or a demonstration? ”

Wang Qianjin shook his head and said, "I don't know very well about this, but he seems to know that I often go to that tavern, so he specially waited for me there." ”

Wang Shitong instantly became alert and asked, "Are you sure they are coming for you?" ”

Wang Qianjin replied: "It's true that they came for me, but the real purpose is not me, but to connect with grandpa through me." ”

Wang Shitong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he still had a solemn expression on his face, and said, "Is it for the Ling family's founding of the country?" ”

"Hmm."

Wang Qianjin sandwiched another piece of side dish and said, "I know that the Supreme Council has been in trouble recently because of this matter, and you are also having a headache, so I refused." ”

Wang Shitong nodded, and said with satisfaction: "You did the right thing, this matter is indeed very troublesome, before the Supreme Council discusses the results, it is best not to contact the people of the Ling family." ”

Wang Qianjin took a sip of porridge, thought for a while and said: "Although the battle for seats is a good excuse to stay out of the matter, the appearance of that wind and dust has given me a wake-up call.

The matter of the founding of the Ling family should be discussed as soon as possible to find out the results, otherwise if it continues to drag on like this, if it really becomes a stalemate, grandpa, you will become the target of public criticism. ”

Wang Shitong has long been accustomed to listening to Wang Qianjin's advice, and replied: "I will pay attention to grasping the proportions." ”

Wang Qianjin saw that Wang Shitong listened to his reminder, so he didn't ramble anymore, but continued: "Also, although that Feng Fanchen was rejected by me, he didn't seem to give up, and asked me to bring you a word." ”

Wang Shitong thought that Feng Fanchen's words to Wang Qianjin were nothing more than coercion and temptation, and replied indifferently: "Ling Hanwu is long gone, and the Ling family's hand can't reach out to the territory of the Supreme Council, if that Feng Fanchen continues to entangle, just ignore him." ”

Wang Qianjin knew that Wang Shitong had misunderstood, and explained: "Feng Fanchen didn't threaten me, just asked me to bring you a strange word." ”

When Wang Shitong heard this, he asked curiously, "What words?" ”

Wang Qianjin replied: "He asked me to tell you that molten iron is stronger than Wang Shui, and said that you only need to hear this to understand." ”

Bang!

As soon as the words fell, Wang Shitong's face changed dramatically in an instant, and when he got up, his movements were so great that even the stool was overturned.

"That's what he said?"

Wang Qianjin looked at Wang Shitong, who had an anxious face, and didn't understand why the other party's reaction was so big, but she still nodded and said, "That's right, he did say so." ”

"Where is that Feng Fanchen now? Bring him to me right away! ”

"Now?"

Wang Qianjin glanced at the deep night outside the window and asked with some uncertainty.

"Huh?"

Wang Shitong was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and said to himself, "Indeed, it's still early, there should be people near the tavern, if someone finds out that I have contact with Feng Fanchen, it will not be good." ”

"Poof!"

Wang Qianjin didn't hold back, the porridge in her mouth squirted out directly, ignoring the messy desktop, and looked at Wang Shitong who was staring at her in shock.

......

"Even if that Wang Shitong met with you, didn't you tell Wang Qianjin the address where we lived? Will he really be able to find it? ”

In the most upscale inn in the central gathering place, Cain, the "women's clothing boss", dressed in the clothes of a maid, asked the man who called himself "Feng Fanchen".

"This is the central gathering place, if Wang Shitong can't even find an address, then he will be too much of a failure."

Without waiting for "Feng Fanchen" to answer, Ji Changkong, who was disguised as another maid, spoke.

"That's right, that's the truth."

Cain awkwardly ripped off his clothes and asked with an unhappy expression, "How long do we have to wait?" ”

He was impatient, but he now hoped that Wang Shitong would not come, because in that case, he would be able to change his clothes in advance.

Cain, who had an immortal body, never imagined that wearing women's clothes would be such a terrifying experience, and what was even more terrifying was that he felt that he was slowly getting used to this feeling!

"It's horrible!"

Cain shook subconsciously, not daring to imagine any more.

Although he is essentially made of ghost buds, his gender and appearance are just external appearances and can be changed at any time, but he still can't accept women's clothing with a man's heart.

This is also the reason why he must speak in a male voice even though he can completely disguise himself as a woman.

Because this is his insistence!

Just when Cain wanted to ask if he could change his clothes temporarily, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, and then there was a knock on the door, and Wang Qianjin's voice came in from outside.

"Brother Feng, grandpa wants to see you."

The young man who called himself "Feng Fanchen" stood up from the sofa, glanced at Cain, whose eyes were stiff, and said with a smile: "Isn't this coming?" ”