There are many guests today, and the owner of the teahouse is thinking that he will not be able to get any benefits here in Su Chengcheng, so he finds an excuse to sneak away to entertain the guests.

This is exactly what Su Chengcheng wants.

She crept out the back door, and saw that the fire charm had knocked the storyteller unconscious, tying him up and throwing him on the ground.

"Let's go, it's almost time." Su Chengcheng Road.

Carrying the storyteller is as easy as lifting a chick.

This storyteller looks thin now, and he shouldn't have had a good life in the first half of his life.

The two of them set off for home.

When he was at the gate of Xining Mansion, he happened to meet Xining Sedum who came out of the palace, his face was not very good, and his face was full of sadness.

Su Tingcheng glanced at him, thinking that he should have been scolded by the empress, and said: "I have already brought back the witness, but I went to look for you in your courtyard today, and you were not there, so there was no one to bring you." ”

"I see, let's go inside." Xining Sedum's eyes were complicated, and he didn't have much thought.

He was full of thoughts about what would happen to the national teacher if he saw Yao Zhirou, whether he would embarrass her, and how he would talk to Yao Zhirou about this matter.

Seeing his dejected appearance, Su Qingcheng couldn't say much, and asked Huo Mei to bring in both the storyteller and Qing Ling.

Ye Yutai had already woken up, and he was busy in Xining Mansion all afternoon, buying things for tomorrow's trip.

He also happened to come out to greet Su Chengcheng at this time.

The fire charm threw the fainted storyteller in the courtyard and said, "This is the one who spread it." He is the storyteller in Xijiekou, and he made up a book about you and Yao Zhirou. ”

"You knocked people out, how can I ask?" Xining Sedum said impatiently.

Ye Yutai frowned, Xining Sedum's attitude was uncomfortable.

"It's very simple, just wake up."

He gave a look, and Fu Yi took a bucket of cold water and splashed it on the storyteller's face.

The storyteller woke up instantly, he looked around in confusion, all of them were people he didn't know, but when he saw Su Tingcheng, he pointed at her and said, "You...... How can you tie me up in such a way, I said, don't tell your young lady. ”

Su Qingcheng squatted down, remained on the same plane as him, and said, "I just want to ask you, who told you about Young Master Xining and Yao Zhirou?" ”

"I ...... I don't know, what Xining Young Master, I don't know. The storyteller denied it.

"That's what you just said in the teahouse." Su Qingcheng reminded.

The storyteller now denies it: "Where is there a teahouse, there are old and young in my family, how can I go to a place like a teahouse for recreation." ”

Xining Sedum rubbed his temples, his headache was very good, and one thing after another made him feel tired.

He said to Su Qingcheng: "Is this the evidence you say?" ”

"Young Master Xining is so anxious, he won't be able to do big things in the future." Ye Yutai stood up and said.

He is most unaccustomed to other people's attitude towards Su Tingcheng, especially a brainless person like Xining Sedum.

"Okay, then may I ask Miss Su, is this the evidence you are talking about?" Xining Sedum said again.

Su Qingcheng frowned and said, "I brought back the witness, and it is more appropriate for me to ask than the young master of Xining." ”

The storyteller on the ground was already too angry, he couldn't believe that he was tied up in Xining Mansion.

Xining Sedum walked over impatiently, reported to his home, and said: "I am the male protagonist of your story, Xining Sedum." ”

Hearing him say this, the storyteller trembled with fright: "Sissy...... Young Master Xining, I didn't mean to. I really didn't mean to, I don't dare to say anything about you anymore, don't kill me. ”

No, as long as people are scared to a certain extent, they will recruit everything.

Xining Sedum listened to what he said, and also wanted to figure out some things, and said: "I won't kill you, you just need to tell me where you heard about it, and I will let you go back." ”

The storyteller sweated profusely and said, "It was a maid who came to tell me about this matter, and gave me a lot of silver, so that I could leave Diqiu immediately after spreading the news." ”

"Then why don't you leave?" Xining Sedum Road.

"I ...... My seventy-year-old mother was sick and couldn't go out. The storyteller said.

Xining Sedum thought about it, these things can be found out if they are true or false, and he should not be lying.

"What does this maid look like, do you remember?" He asked.

"I remember, huh...... Not tall or short, just right, water and watery. The storyteller said.

It doesn't make sense for people who fit his description to grab a handful on the street.

At this moment, Su Qingcheng motioned to bring Qing Ling over, pointed at her and said, "Is it her?" ”

The storyteller looked left and right, and hesitated: "It should be, it was a little dark at that time, and I didn't see it clearly." ”

Xining Sedum said: "In the end or no, what should it mean." ”

Qing Ling was stunned and couldn't say anything, so he could only keep shaking his head.

"I ...... I can't remember. The storyteller said.

Su Qingcheng quietly solved Qingling's dumb acupoint, generally storytellers' ears are very sensitive, and if they can't remember their appearance, their voices will not be forgotten.

"Wronged, Young Master Xining, the slave maid has never seen this gentleman." Qing Ling found that he could speak, and he felt wronged.

When the storyteller heard this, his eyes lit up and he said, "Yes, yes, it's her, it's her who gave me the money." ”

"Isn't it still uncertain? Why is it determined now? "Xining Sedum Road.

"I remember her voice, I have been talking about books for so many years, I can hear the book turn to the first page with my eyes closed, I remember her voice." The storyteller was sure.

"Young Master Xining, I didn't do such a thing, it was this vicious woman and storyteller who framed me." Qing Ling said excitedly.

A vicious woman?

Obviously, Su Tingcheng was used to her talking about herself like this, after all, Yao Zhirou said this about her that day.

But Ye Yutai heard it for the first time, and he strongly suppressed his desire to kill her.

"I didn't frame you!" The storyteller also became excited, "At that time, you gave me a bag of silver, and the silver was in my pocket before I spent it, and I don't believe you can see it." ”

He was anxious to prove his innocence, but his hands and feet were tied and he couldn't move, so he could only look at Su Qingcheng with a plea for help, hoping that she could help him get it.

Su Qingcheng waved his hand, and Huo Mei searched him and found a purse, bulging with heavy silver.

It seems that this Yao Zhirou is quite generous.

Qingling flatly denied it: "I didn't give it, it must be you who framed me, I don't know anything, I've always been by Miss's side, Master Xining, you have to believe me, believe Miss." ”