That's a good thing!

The storyteller immediately rolled his eyes, afraid of being discovered, so he immediately lifted his glasses and pretended to be blind.

Peach's eyes were very sharp, and seeing that Su Jin had just finished persuading him to sit down at the moment, he was about to pick up the book that had just fallen on the ground.

This is written by my own grandfather who stayed up all night!

However, the sleeve was pulled.

She lowered her head in confusion, and saw that Su Jin, who was drinking tea, did not raise her head.

"Sir will pick it up himself."

Pink was a little surprised.

Isn't that gentleman blind? How do you know that there is a book underground?

She raised her eyes suspiciously, but just saw that the storyteller did not lower his head, only stretched out one leg, and stepped on the book firmly with the sole of his foot with great accuracy, with slight force.

The book slipped under his long cloth-covered table.

Peach's jaw dropped in shock.

My Mom! This gentleman is a liar!

Su Jin's expression did not change, he only drank the tea in his hand, got up and patted the hem of his clothes, "Let's go." ”

The three behind him were a little surprised.

I haven't finished this book yet!

However, seeing that Su Jin had already stepped out without hesitation, he had to follow with a stomach full of doubts.

On the second day, the Yezi Bookstore was still full of people, but the storyteller pretended to speak mysteriously, "Yesterday we finished telling the story of the Lingyue Ancient Kingdom, and today the old man wants to tell the story of a certain official of a certain dynasty." ”

Generally speaking, a certain dynasty is a dynasty. This kind of hazy words are the same as the code words "arranged", which can very much attract the interest of the people.

So everyone immediately pricked up their ears and listened attentively, hoping to win the first prize, and be the first to guess which official's story was happening in the house of the official.

Listen, everyone gradually tasted the taste.

Outstanding military achievements, died violently in the prime of life, leaving a young wife and a dying old man to pull his posthumous son up, inherit his family business, struggle in the dim court, and be misunderstood and broken sleeves...

This experience seems to be very similar to a certain adult surnamed Su who does not want to be named!

It's just—

Everyone's brows gradually furrowed.

How strange did this master die?

"Have you heard?" Peach stewed bird's nest was served, intending to replenish the body of the "grandfather of the small country", "It has been rumored in the capital for a while that there is a strange thing about the sudden death of our grandfather of the first country. ”

"Oh?" Su Jin smiled faintly, didn't have a big reaction, just nodded, and after drinking the bird's nest, he went to Xiao Ze's mansion by himself.

The concubines in the courtyard were originally attracted by Su Jin's handsome face, and they all hid behind the tree and peeked with red faces, but after watching for an afternoon, these two people were sitting in the courtyard and cooing, sometimes talking to each other, sometimes laughing, holding paper and pen to write and draw a bunch of pictures, as if planning some important decisions, and finally reached an agreement when the sun was about to set, threw the rice paper in the brazier, and went out with a smile again.

The concubines were extremely curious about what their grandfather and this little boy were doing, and when they saw that they were finally gone, they immediately surrounded them and rescued the paper that had not been burned, and a few big characters could be vaguely seen.

"Haunted Prize."

The concubines didn't understand what this meant, so they could only throw the paper back in a boring way, and went back to their respective houses, waiting for their prince to be pampered at night.

However, everyone looked through the autumn water until midnight, and they didn't expect the man back, so they could only rest boredly.

Because of this, they didn't see Xiao Ze, who didn't step into the gate of King Qi's mansion until early in the morning.

At that time, he was dressed in white, his hair was scattered, he was covered in blood, and his whole face was full of strange smiles.

He quietly got into his room, quickly changed into the clothes he wore on weekdays, and went to Yang's mansion happily.

This was before dawn, and when it was dawn, a terrifying ghost story suddenly spread in Xuanjing.

Xiao Yan quietly picked up Su Jin at the back door to go to the court as before, and just after walking a few steps, he heard the discussion of the people outside the car.

"Have you heard, the bamboo forest was haunted last night?"

"I heard Zhang Haozi from Dongcun and his big-mouthed daughter-in-law say that the son of the old man Li's family who was crazy about drinking all day and night drank too much last night and danced on the grave of the old man, and when he looked up, he saw a white shadow flashing from the forest, and he was so scared that he came out on the spot."

"No! But do you know that the Li family kid woke up and said that the ghost only cried and didn't speak, as if he had been wronged. ”

"Ahh

Xiao Yan put down the book in his hand, looked at the somewhat sleepy girl beside him, picked up the thin blanket on the side and wrapped it around Su Jin, and asked her to lean on herself, "Sleep for a while, I'll call you when it's time." ”

Ling Qi, who was driving the car, consciously slowed down his speed, and glanced at Jun Ran who was sitting beside him and had been staring closely at Jun Ran in the carriage.

This buddy came out the moment Master Su stepped into the car, and he didn't speak, he just got into the car and sat steadily, maintaining a monitoring posture and never moving.

"That, Jun Guard, you don't have to be so...," Ling Qi pondered his words, "If you are facing a great enemy, the master will not do anything." ”

"No, I'm going to watch it tightly." Jun Ran said coldly, "It's already a step too late, you have to find the right time to catch it back." ”

What's a step late?

Ling Qi was a little confused by the second zhang monk, and he really didn't understand what Jun Ran was talking about, so he had to let him go.

Or his gaze was too hot, although Xiao Yan did not raise his head, the cuffs suddenly became windy, and the carriage door "snapped" shut, and he said, "If there is wind, Su Jin will be cold." ”

Jun Ran was furious, but he was afraid that it would really blow Su Jin, so he had to lie on the door and speak viciously.

"Xiao Yan, don't think that I can't see it and take the opportunity to do something to Su Jin, if you dare to touch the part above her neck and legs, I will kill you!"

Xiao Yan didn't pay attention to him, just put Su Jin's little head a little steady, and kissed the delicate red lips by the way.

Above the neck, no overstep, perfect!

This haunted incident did not attract the attention of hundreds of officials in the court, and they all thought that it was just made up by the people who had nothing to do for fun.

The storytelling in the leaf bookstore continues.

“... ... The soul of the unjust death in vain is not reconciled, and the poisonous wine burns his soul every day, so he often washes his broken body in the rushing river..."

Two days later, Mr. Hu, who lived by the lake and got up in the middle of the night to pee, made headlines in Xuanjing.

According to the people present at the time, the man Hu who was standing by the lake looked excited, speaking an incomprehensible dialect and foaming at the mouth.

"The goose drops a god, the mud is touching and seeing, that man's head is hula, and the goose is a god, that Xue Lingling's, Ha's goose pants are not mentioned!"

He pointed to the riverside excitedly, "That's Naha, yes, Naha!" He is still with the goose river, and the poisonous urine makes his stomach hurt, oops, it's so terrible......"

His rough dialect and trembling hands quickly became popular in Xuanjing, and the people had to say so many times after tea and dinner, between cigarette sticks and soles of shoes.

In the next month, there will always be people who can see the stories in the books told by the storyteller, playing out in real life-

Either the ghost in white is roaming the streets, saying "I'm so cold"; Either run to the eaves and sing to the moon; Or just take a shower in the river...... For a while, the people of Xuanjing were panicked, and they all thought that this white-clothed ghost was probably the grandfather of the first country! If he refuses to be reincarnated, there must be a grievance!

"Ridiculous!" When Xiao Hai heard this, he immediately overturned the dragon case, "It must be that storyteller who made the ghost!" Immediately arrest him and torture him! ”

The storyteller was miserably arrested and put in prison, and without even a whip, he immediately revealed all the wrong things he had done in the past.

Why did he win everyone's sympathy by pretending to be blind; What his tickets sell are three more expensive than others; Why does he float when he takes a shower with a gold chain around his neck......

With all this, Xiao Hai, who came to hear the trial in person, was irritable in his heart, "Ask him directly where the book came from!" ”

"That's what I picked up!" The storyteller regretted it very much, "I knew what we were greedy for?" ”

Xiao Hai didn't believe it, so he was tortured several times, and finally, the storyteller passed out.

"Your Majesty, seeing him like this, there is nothing worthwhile," Meng Fan hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice, "It's better to let him go, now the people outside have begun to gossip." ”

"What did you say?" Xiao Hai frowned, "Besides, I'll kill you!" ”

In recent months, he has always felt that there is a fire in his heart, and he is full of depression, and he doesn't want to think about many things, but only wants to solve them in the most violent way.

Zhou Yu's body beside him trembled.

"Saying that we are empty-hearted, and imprisoning people is actually solid," Meng Fan didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with Xiao Hai doing this, "It's better to let him go and wait and see what happens." ”

Xiao Hai got up, flicked his sleeves with some dissatisfaction, and walked out with his feet raised, "I'll leave this matter to Lord Meng, I'm tired!" ”

"Congratulations to Your Majesty!" Meng Fan saluted, and said to Zhou Yu, "Father-in-law, don't forget to tell Your Majesty to take the tonic given by Weichen on time these days!" ”

Zhou Yu nodded slightly, and then went out.

The footsteps faded away, Meng Fan straightened up, and the corners of his lips suddenly became stained with a strange smile.

"Let's all go down." He turned his back to the jailers and straightened his cuffs. "I'll interrogate him privately."

"Yes!" After everyone retreated, Meng Fan sat down and sneered.

"Don't pretend, everyone is gone."

The storyteller immediately opened his eyes and gestured respectfully. "Your Excellency's command!"

"That book is Su Jin's?" He poured himself a cup of tea.

"Exactly."

Meng Fan smiled meaninglessly, "This thing is done well, do you know what to do after you go out?" ”

"The subordinates are clear!"

Meng Fan got up and walked out slowly with his hands behind his back.

Will the next Great Wei Emperor be the person he is looking forward to?

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The recent article may be a bit brain-burning, and there is a lot of foreshadowing, so I'll try to make it clear, and ❤️ friends who have ideas can also discuss the plot