"What's the matter with you, the proprietress of the house, how much money can you still have in that restaurant? What do you want so much silver for what? Are you going to let us die? ”

"That's right, our current food is all dependent on the treasury, and we sympathized with you just now, but I didn't expect you to be such a person, it's really an insult to Qingguo Country!"

……

The words are like farce, whining and mixed together.

Jiang Ming looked at these people and was very satisfied with these voices.

The proprietress didn't expect him to talk nonsense, and immediately wanted to explain, but was muffled by these voices.

After a while, some people even threw some things directly on the two people, and even scolded the proprietress and the cook.

They were beaten and left one after another, and before leaving, they glanced at Jiang Ming and Sikong Wu Yuan angrily.

Sikong Wu Yuan couldn't help but feel refreshed.

These two people should be punished by these people, but the most serious thing now is, where did this prime minister go?

"We follow the lady and the cook, and maybe we can find the last person."

Jiang Ming glanced at the two people who had disappeared, and was suspicious.

This speed is inevitably too fast, so fast that it is strange, could it be that the prime minister has cultivated some secret art?

Sikong Wu Yuan couldn't find the two of them, and couldn't help but be confused.

"Where did this lady and the cook go? It's only been a long time, and there are no more people. ”

"Is there a possibility that maybe they didn't go?"

At this moment, a son appeared in front of Jiang Ming and Sikong Wu Yuan.

He had a smile on his lips, a contemplative look in his eyes, a graceful man, and a white robe.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Ming glanced at the other party.

He remembered that this boy was in this crowd just now, and he didn't know why he was here, and he was still chatting with them.

"My name is Song Chengyou, just call me by my name, I heard about the reputation of His Royal Highness the Savior earlier, and now I see that I am really extraordinary."

"I wonder if I have the honor to be able to search for the Prime Minister with you?"

"You know a lot, you've been with us for a long time, haven't you?"

Jiang Ming looked at Song Chengyou suspiciously.

This is the only thing he can say, where did this Song Chengyou start tracking them?

Song Chengyou was suddenly full of grievances and said, "How could I follow you, I just spied on you." ”

Sikong Wu Yuan suddenly became displeased and said, "How are you spying on us?" We didn't notice it at all. ”

Song Chengyou coughed and said, "That's nature, I have a psychic magic weapon, which can cover all traces." ”

"Wouldn't it be immoral for you to see it?"

"Is it a pair of eyes?"

Jiang Ming suddenly remembered that when he was sleeping, he felt something looking at him.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of eyes that seemed to have been gouged out.

He thought he was wrong.

"How do you know?"

Song Chengyou was dumbfounded, and instead took out those eyes from his hand.

His eyes were very realistic, and he also became proud: "This magic weapon is powerful, right?" Would you like to take a look at all of its features? ”

Sikong Wu Yuan threatened: "If you continue to monitor us, be careful what we will do to you." ”

Song Chengyou immediately hung his head and said: "I just want to join you, besides, I also have the news of the prime minister, are you unwilling to cooperate with me?" ”

"Some things are not as simple as you think."

In the last sentence, Song Chengyou said quietly and unpredictably.

Jiang Ming couldn't help but feel curious.

"Then you can take us there, but how do you know about us? We are in the palace on weekdays. ”

"To tell you the truth, I'm a servant in the palace, and I'm here with you this time."

Song Chengyou said a little shyly.

"Little guy? A person who can possess such a magic weapon is not like a small servant. ”

Sikong Wu Yuan was confused, his eyes full of vigilance.

Song Chengyou said secretly: "How can it not be a little girl?" I've learned some secret techniques from people before, and I've got this kind of artifact. ”

"Don't talk about this, the prime minister seems to be hiding in the suburbs."

As he spoke, his speed quickened.

Although Jiang Ming was puzzled, he didn't have any words.

In his opinion, there is still a place for this Song Chengyou to be used.

Seeing that Jiang Ming was very silent, Song Chengyou couldn't help but feel strange.

"Why don't you say anything, Your Highness the Savior, would you like to share your opinion as well? You may have sensed the news of the Prime Minister. ”

"Now you can't call him prime minister anymore, you have to call him a criminal minister."

Sikong Wu Yuan carefully corrected Song Chengyou's title.

Song Chengyou waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as you find people, what are these, they went all the way to the suburbs, and they also found some footprints." ”

There was some dirt on the footprints, and Song Chengyou sniffed it closely, and his expression became serious.

"These footprints belong to the prime minister."

"You can even smell footprints? It was an eye-opener. ”

Sikong Wu Yuan was suspicious and looked at Song Chengyou.

He felt that the other party was cheating, but now he could only trust the other party like that.

Song Chengyou stuck out his tongue and said, "That's natural, we will definitely find the prime minister by following the footprints." ”

As he spoke, his pace began to speed up again.

Following the footprints, they saw a rickety figure.

Looking further, that face was the face of the prime minister.

Jiang Ming felt that it was too easy to find, and he didn't speak.

But Song Chengyou ran straight up.

"Prime Minister, I can be regarded as having found you."

Na Cheng panicked immediately, raised his feet and wanted to run forward, but was pulled back by Song Chengyou.

Song Chengyou didn't know where to find the rope, so he tied up the other party and pulled it in front of Jiang Ming.

"Savior, we've finally found this prime minister."

The prime minister became uncomfortable for a moment.

"I just want to live out my old age, why are you treating me like this?"

Sikong Wu Yuan looked at the prime minister.

At this time, the prime minister had become less like a person, his hair had been cut in half, like a dog gnawing, and his clothes were in tatters.

There were already wounds in the flesh and blood he exposed, and he didn't even know how the prime minister was alive.

"Are you really the prime minister?"

Jiang Ming felt strange and looked at the other party seriously.

The prime minister's expression was hidden for a moment, and then he smiled bitterly and said, "What do you think? I've been arrested by you, isn't it possible that I'm not the prime minister? ”

Sikong Wu Yuan then said: "I think it should be the prime minister." ”