Zhu Zheng frowned, waved his sleeves impatiently, and said, "Go, go, where is the scoundrel, don't stand in my way home." ”

"Hey, don't you go, sir? You really don't want to hear it? Ye Jing tugged at his sleeve and grinned on his face.

Zhu Zheng stopped, looked at Ye Jing, and said hesitantly: "Tell me, what interesting story?" ”

Ye Jing smiled again, made a gesture of invitation, and said flatteringly: "Okay, you go first, let's talk while walking, you can't miss the time when Mr. goes home, right?" ”

"It is said that there is a family in the south of the city, and the status is noble," Ye Jing coughed and said loudly, "Outsiders are called envious, they are really rich and noble." ”

"But as the saying goes, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, this family, the lady in charge is a hard-working person, a few years ago she was the master of a maid to open her face, and lifted her aunt, I thought that the aunt who carried it by herself had to be obedient and obedient to herself."

"But! And guess what? Ye Jing paused, and asked Zhu Zheng beside him shyly.

Zhu Zheng snorted contemptuously and said, "It's hard to guess the outcome of this kind of thing?" It must be that the aunt was ungrateful and stepped on the head of the lady, and there were many things to spoil his wife and kill the concubine. ”

Ye Jing smiled, shook his fingers, and continued: "You, you only guessed half right." This aunt did step on the head of the lady and killed the lady! ”

Zhu Zheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be that you want to tell the old man another case?" ”

"This family, the family is rich, and they lend out a lot of usury on weekdays, and this lady goes to collect debts one day, and she takes back a bag of fine tea cakes, and dies after drinking." Ye Jing told Shen's mother about it.

"Oh? Are you referring to the case of the Yuan family? Zhu Zheng reacted suddenly, "What a good story this is!" ”

"Do you think Madam Shen would be so blatant as to put poison into the tea cake? Who do you say wants Mrs. Yuan to die? Ye Jing asked again and again, "With this mold, you can polish it a little, isn't it a good story of an aunt on top and a widow on top!" Don't you like this kind of story? Besides, who doesn't know your good eloquence, sir? ”

Zhu Zheng glanced at her, took out two copper plates from his sleeve and handed them to her.

Ye Jing pursed his lips and said with a bitter face: "What a good story, how can Mr. give four copper plates!" ”

Zhu Zheng flicked his sleeves, threw the copper plate in front of Ye Jing, turned his head and left.

Ye Jing lowered his body and picked up the copper plate, scolding in his mouth, but his heart was happy. She knew that Zhu Zheng had been forced by the boss of the Spring Breeze Triumphant Building these days, and although the story she sent to the door was not superb, it was enough for him to say for two days, who let him have no other stories.

It's not enough to just tell a storyteller, the speed of diffusion is not fast enough, public opinion gossip is time-sensitive, and it must be transmitted to a relatively large range as quickly as possible, otherwise it will not be able to create enough momentum. If you want to put pressure on Dali Temple with public opinion, it is better to make a big fuss, so big that Li Kaichen has to throw a rat bogey.

Over there, Xie Jin's scholar reluctantly changed into a stinking and tattered dress, and his face wrinkled into a small chrysanthemum, "Young master, this dress smells really bad." ”

Xie Jin looked at the criticism with some embarrassment, and his voice softened, "Criticism of the wind, I can only wronged you, when you come back, I will grant you a month off, and you can go home to see your mother." ”

"Really?" Criticism Feng's eyes lit up, "Young Master, Criticism will go now, and I will be back soon." ”

Before Xie Jin could answer, the criticism ran out of the back door.

Wei Zhifei frowned uneasily, and said, "Brother Jin, can you criticize the wind?" ”

"Don't worry, he's very clever, and besides, money can make ghosts grind." Xie Jin smiled gently.

"The young master is back." Zhu Huo suddenly spoke, and then greeted him out.

Ye Jing strode into the room and threw the copper plate to Zhu Huo, "I'm rewarding you, this is my first pot of gold, young master." ”

"Looking at your appearance, I think it's going well." Xie Jin poured Ye Jing a cup of tea.

Ye Jing drank it all and said, "If nothing happens, there should be no problem." It's up to tomorrow to see how it turns out. ”

"Changkong found a family outside the yamen and lived there, and the lovesickness passed." Xie Jin said.

In this era when there is no Internet, people have few ways to entertain, and they are particularly interested in the gossip of the proprietor Li Jiaxiao.

On this day, people walking in the capital heard the little beggars on the street knocking on the bowls and singing catchy songs.

"There is the Yuan family in the south of the city, and the aunt kills the housemother. A widow in the north of the city was falsely accused of poisoning. There is nowhere to complain, where is the blue sky? Ye Jing looked at the limerick in front of him with a smile and nodded with satisfaction.

But said that at this time, Zhu Zheng was spitting in the spring breeze proudly, he was unknown and did not have a surname, but he added oil and vinegar, and said a big drama of dog blood.

"Ah Jing, what did you say to that storyteller yesterday?" Wei Zhifei ran back from the restaurant out of breath and asked in disbelief.

"The storyteller said that the aunt seduced the master, and after carrying the aunt, she hooked up with the master's concubine, and finally poisoned the lady with the concubine, and blamed the aunt." After finishing speaking, Wei Zhifei picked up the tea bowl and drank it all.

The corners of Ye Jing's mouth twitched, and he said in disbelief: "I didn't say that, then Zhu Zheng's imagination is really rich." What if you can't hear that it's the Yuan family? ”

But seeing Wei Zhifei laughing, he looked like a little white rabbit who had succeeded, "Don't worry, the story is only halfway through, and the people below will hear it, and the discussion is in full swing." ”

Ye Jing's five-body throw, which he admired for the rich imagination of the people of Dayin, was really tight.

Critic Feng also rushed back, he pitifully came to Xie Jin's side, and said, "Young master, Critic Feng slept in the beggar's den all night, it was cold and smelly. ”

Xie Jin touched his nose a little embarrassed, "But it's all done?" ”

Criticism nodded, "According to what the young master said, you can get ten wen by singing on the street in one morning, and now the children on the street are singing." ”

"Okay, then let's go and mourn Mrs. Yuan." Xie Jin smiled at everyone, took out a prayer post from his sleeve and shook it.

Ye Jing stood on tiptoe and grabbed it, Wei Zhifei immediately came over, and saw the words "Xie Jin, the son of Shangshu's left servant", written on the worship post.

Wei Zhifei shouted, "Brother Jin, you are too cunning. ”

Xie Jin smiled, "What I wrote is the truth." ”

"Then let's go as we agreed last night." Ye Jing tugged at the clothes that looked like a little girl on his body, and stood beside Zhu Huo with a smile.

Yunshen Academy.

Li Xiucai frowned and looked at the letter on the table, "I asked for leave again, I haven't made any progress after practicing this character for so long." ”

Li Xiucai secretly decided to assign Ye Jing a few more homework exercises in the future.

Yuan's house in the south of the city.

There are white mourning flags hanging around the Yuan family, as soon as Master Yuan heard that Xie Jin came to mourn Mrs. Yuan, he hurriedly took his son out to greet him, his face full of folds, the smile was about to bloom, where did he look like he had just lost his wife!

Ye Jing and Zhu Huo followed behind Xie Jin step by step, bowing their heads and saying nothing. Master Yuan and his son diligently welcomed Xie Jin into the mourning hall, Ye Jing secretly pouted, it turned out that Master Yuan really had a son.

Ye Jing quietly glanced at Zhu Huo, and Zhu Huo squatted down with a sigh of relief.

Xie Jin stopped and looked back at Zhu Huo. Ye Jing hurriedly stepped forward and replied, "Young Master, Ah Wu had a bad stomach yesterday, and now his stomach hurts. ”

Xie Jin frowned and looked at Zhu Huo, turned back to Master Yuan, and said, "It's really rude, I don't understand the rules, and I ask Master Yuan to forgive me." ”

"Hey, the virtuous nephew is polite, don't worry, it's still important to be physical." Master Yuan helped Xie Jin up with a smile, and his expression was a little proud.

Xie Jin flicked his sleeves and said impatiently: "Haven't you heard it yet?" Don't change your clothes yet! Archer, you go with him. ”

The two leaned over and said yes, and before Master Yuan could send someone to lead them to the latrine, they ran away without a trace.

Zhu Huo bent over and covered his stomach all the way, ran fast, and when he reached no one, Ye Jing patted Zhu Huo panting, and said:

"Okay, don't cover it, go and inquire about Mrs. Yuan."

Zhu Huo didn't say anything and put his hand down, he said lightly: "It's really a little painful." ”

Ye Jing suddenly laughed, she tugged at Zhu Huo's face, and said with a smile: "Zhu Huo, you will also be funny." ”

Suddenly, there was a sound of talking, and the two stopped fighting, looked at each other and parted ways.

Ye Jing pretended to be lost and walked towards the sound, and saw two maids in white cotton dresses each holding a basket of clothes. The two whispered something, looking a little frustrated.

"Two sisters, please stay." Ye Jing arched his hand towards the two maids and said with a smile.

One of them, who looked older, said, "Who are you?" What do you call us? ”

"Hello two sisters, the son of my young master's fashion book left servant, today I came to your mansion with my master to mourn. I accidentally got lost, and I hoped that my two sisters would give me a ride. Ye Jingdao.

The two maids looked at each other, and the big maid nodded and said, "Then you come with me, and I will put my clothes in the room and take you to the mourning hall." ”

Ye Jing immediately smiled, "Okay, sister, I'll help you get it." Ye Jing snatched the two baskets over as he spoke, and it was not very difficult to wrap his hands around.

I am really a King Kong Barbie, Ye Jing silently vomited in his heart.

The big girl looked very satisfied, and smiled at Ye Jing.

"Sister, I heard that Mrs. Yuan is very virtuous, it's really pitiful." Ye Jing sighed with a sad expression.

The little maid lowered her eyebrows and said, "Who would have thought that? That ungrateful thing was angry with Madame that day, what a ......"

"Weeping branches!" The big girl interrupted her, "She's not sensible, she's talking nonsense, little brother, don't take it seriously." ”

Ye Jing replied indifferently: "Tong Yan is unscrupulous!" It's okay, sister, just let her say it. ”

The big girl glared at the little girl, waved her hand and said, "They are all subordinates, how can they arrange their own masters with broken mouths." ”

"What kind of master is she! Just an ungrateful slut! The little girl said suddenly with tears in the corners of her eyes.

The big girl covered her mouth and looked at Ye Jing worriedly.

Ye Jing just wanted to roll his eyes at this time, it was really the story of the junior in the upper position, and he really let himself guess correctly, but he didn't wronged the family.