Li Yong vaguely heard Ji Yanran's voice.

She ran over.

She didn't listen to what he said.

Li Yong looked at Tang Qian and said, "Protect them." Ji's family was not in front of him for a moment, and he didn't know how much disaster she could have caused.

Li Yong's face was gloomy, and even Tang Qian did not dare to neglect. The Third Master rarely had such a moment, and there seemed to be a hint of nervousness in his tightly frown brows.

Third Master seems to have cared about Third Grandma a lot recently.

Is it to repay the life-saving grace?

...

Li Wenqing tried his best to endure it so that he did not pull out the knife around him.

He had never seen such a hateful person.

Damn Ji clutched Ji Zi'an's arm tightly, as if he had finally found a backer.

This Ji Zian is not as unbearable as Zhang Keyuan said. He must have some real skills to be able to take the position of censor at a young age.

This idiot Zhang Keyuan fell into the hands of the Ji family.

If he really finds a vassal product... he can't just wait for death, he wants to find a way out for himself.

Old Mrs. Li looked at Ji Zian not far away, and she felt a bit righteous. She stood there neither humble nor arrogant, which was very different from Ji Liu in her heart.

The grandson, whom the ancestor of the Ji family did not like, is now so promising.

She used to be misunderstood.

"Sir, found it."

The yamen carried the box of things in surprise to Ji Zi'an.

Zhang Keyuan frowned and immediately walked forward a few steps. The box contained spices and medicinal materials. This was the most convincing physical evidence. Li Wenqing could not escape this time.

Just when everyone is still in a state of confusion.

Li Wenqing shouted sternly: "Qian."

Mrs. Li subconsciously looked over and saw Li Wenqing's face full of anger.

Li Wenqing said: "Where did these things come from?"

Mrs. Li shook her head. This should not be in the farm where she was dowry. She had never seen these things before, and no one had reported them to her...

What's going on?

"Are you with Brother Dan..." Li Wenqing was trembling with anger, "How could you... do such a thing?"

"I...I don't...I don't..." Mrs. Li Er was in a daze for a moment, "Master, you know, you believe me...not me..."

The master knew that she had not put these things on her farm, so she did not have the courage to do so.

"Someone must be framed by me," Mrs. Li shifted her gaze to Ji Yanran's face, "It's her, their uncle and nephew deliberately brought the things to the farm."

Mrs. Li looked at Li Wenqing with expectation. At this moment, the only one who could speak for her was the master.

Li Wenqing did not disappoint Mrs. Li. He was silent for a moment and turned to bow to Zhang Keyuan: "I'd like to be aware of my thoughts. Li Qian is gentle and honest. He is also a virtuous person and has never made any mistakes when he married into the Li family. This must be a mistake."

Li Wenqing said as he looked at Mrs. Li Er intentionally. His eyes were gentle like water, as if they melted Mrs. Li Er's heart.

"I believe her, there must be... a misunderstanding here..." Li Wenqing lowered his head humbly.

Mrs. Li couldn't help but feel sore, as if she had to go back ten years ago. For this family and for her, the master had to look like a long house. Now it's the case.

She had a trace of suspicion about Li Wenqing in her heart and now she went there completely. Since Brother Cheng’s affairs, they have been plotted by Ji. The master has always been so kind to them that he will never hurt her or Brother Cheng.

It was all her fault. If she had not agreed to Ji's rituals, there would not be any subsequent events. She really regretted it...

Ji Yanran received a resentful look from Mrs. Li Er, like two sharp blades that wanted to swallow her alive.

"Second aunt looked at the things in this box, and she really hasn't seen them before?"

Li Yong's voice came, and his tall figure also blocked Ji Yanran, blocking Mrs. Li's second wife's gaze at Ji Yanran.

Perhaps because Li Yong's figure was too tall, Ji Yanran was inexplicably relieved. She really wanted to thank God for not doing anything, at least she gave her such a reliable and handsome partner, not a jackal like Li Wenqing.

The yamen sent the porcelain bottle to Mrs. Li Er. Mrs. Li Er's heart couldn't help but feel sank. She knew that the master was buying and selling vassal goods for the Jiang family, but what exactly was it? The master had never told her, and she didn't ask carefully, but she had seen such porcelain bottles in the hands of the master.

Could it be that these vassal goods belong to the master, but... why did they appear in her dowry farm?

The sky gradually brightened, making the torch look dim and dull. Mrs. Li Er seemed to have been drained of strength, and her face was pale and asked someone to stand beside her.

Ji Zi'an ordered the yamen around him: "Please the evidence and the relevant persons to the yamen, and the official will personally interrogate it."

Li Wenqing clenched his fists, and Mrs. Li almost fainted on the ground.

...

Ji Zi'an and his group entered the city in a mighty manner.

I don’t know who was spreading the news, but the streets were already full of people who were watching the fun.

Ji Zi'an rode on the tall horse, and heard a sound from the crowd: "Master Qingtian is here."

"Master Qingtian."

Ji Zi'an's hand shook, and somehow felt a little sour in his heart.

The bustling streets are gradually overwhelmed by the shouts of the people.

Ji Zi'an's eyes gradually turned red, and he suddenly had a strange illusion that he could do many things.

He turned to the crowd to look for Ji Yanran, and finally saw half of the sticking cheek in the carriage behind her. She blinked her eyes, with a look of honor on her face.

Ji Zi'an couldn't help laughing.

In the teahouse on the street, slender fingers gently rotate the teacup.

The sunlight fell on his shoulders, making him feel indescribable: "If Ji Zian can return to Beijing smoothly, he will be considered a bit of an official voice from now on."

He relaxed his sleeves: "Li Yong's move is right. The Jiang family already has an opponent like the Lin family. He can't add another Ran family, so the Jiang family will not easily move the censor."

Li Yue said as he stood up and looked out through the bamboo curtain.

Ji Zi's reliance on the people was the support of a censor.

Just as Li Yue was about to withdraw his gaze, a carriage passed by him, and the curtain opened a gap, allowing him to see clearly the woman sitting in it.

A pair of clear and lively eyes looked around curiously, her lips were pursed unconsciously, and a smile hung on the corners of her curled lips, just like the sudden spring breeze, warming everything up.

Li Yue was slightly stunned, and Du Yu keenly noticed something strange: "What's wrong with it?"

Lee Yoo sat down again and took a sip of tea. The tea cup fell on the table and made a crisp sound, but it was far less pleasant than his voice: "It's nothing, it's just a bit like it."

Du Yu was not so calm, and ran downstairs quickly, and returned breathlessly: "Zheng Chan-chan, your eyes are not good."

"Do you know who she is?"

Lee Yoo said silently.

Du Yu said: "She is Ji's family. How could she be like a princess who has a bad reputation and is reckless and disgusting Ji's affairs?"

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A week ago, I asked an author: Why are you getting late? This is not OK.

Now slap in the face...

Start adjusting your routine tomorrow.
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