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Chapter 211 Depressed

Yin Xiao touched the sharp knife in his sleeve and wanted to ask Song Huiyue if he could cut off Li Jun's head.

Song Huiyue waved her hand at Li Jun: "We are all rotten wood, so you don't need to work hard to carve it. Go to bed quickly. We have to go to the tea house tomorrow."

Li Jun nodded: "Tomorrow I will go to the flower tea house you manage first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fourth watch bell of Xiangguo Temple rang, and it was going to be dawn soon.

Regardless of whether it was dark or dawn, Song Huiyue went back to the house and fell asleep with her eyes closed. When she woke up, it was already three o'clock in the morning, but she was awakened by Aunt Lin's scolding.

She yawned and opened the door, and saw Aunt Lin in the yard pointing at Li Jun and spitting, looking furious. Li Jun had an innocent face, spread out his hands, thinking that he had done nothing.

Tan Ran stood in the middle and also thought that Li Jun was wrong and glared at him.

"Madam!" Aunt Lin saw Song Huiyue coming out and immediately stood next to Song Huiyue, "He...he teased me!"

Li Jun waved his hand: "Absolutely not. Although this lady has some beauty and charm, she is too old, so I am not tempted, and I am not a person like Zhang Xutang."

In his heart, Zhang Xutang is not only a villain, but also a ruler that measures everything. Anyone who is better than Zhang Xutang is a good person. Anyone who is worse than Zhang Xutang is not a bad person, but a heinous devil.

Aunt Lin was already angry. When Li Jun said that he was older, she became even more furious. She immediately told Song Huiyue the whole story.

It turned out that Aunt Lin heard from Tan Ran that Song Huiyue was back, and she brought a friend with a burnt face. She had been in Kyoto for so long, and this was the first time a friend of Song Huiyue came to her door. She went out to buy food and wanted to give it to Song.

Huiyue has a long face and entertains this friend of unknown origin.

Mrs. Song went to the Xie family as a guest, and she couldn't embarrass the Song family.

After buying the vegetables, she sat outside the kitchen picking vegetables and humming a ditty. Somehow, she hummed it to Li Jun, who slept in the same room as Tan Ran.

Li Jun first clapped his hands and praised Aunt Lin for her good singing voice, and then asked Aunt Lin to sing another song. He would definitely appreciate Aunt Lin in the future.

Aunt Lin didn't know that this man was a fake lunatic, and she didn't know that he was referring to the future after the rebellion was successful. She just thought that he was teasing her as a singer in the building, and immediately started to curse in anger.

The thrush hanging on the corridor also started barking, as if to help Aunt Lin.

Song Huiyue pulled Aunt Lin and said in her ear: "Auntie, his brain is not good. He is obviously poor and ignorant, but he always thinks that he is the prince and grandson. You ignore him, he will eat at our house for a few days.

"

As soon as Aunt Lin heard that she was mentally ill, she thought of Song Qinghui who was still lying on the bed unconscious, and her anger subsided a bit.

"How bad is it?"

"It's just a little better than Qinghui."

Aunt Lin sighed, stopped, and went to the kitchen to prepare a meal. She walked to the kitchen door, returned to Li Jun, and patted his arm: "This young master, it is not good to be overly delusional."

Li Jun was confused and turned to look at Song Huiyue, but Song Huiyue had already closed the door and went to wash up.

After breakfast in a hurry, Song Huiyue led Yinxiao and Li Jun to the teahouse.

Before I even got to the tea house, I felt something was wrong near the tea house. Several medical clinics were open, and they were inviting monks and Taoist priests to hold funerals.

Song Huiyue frowned, walked into the tea house, and went straight to the second floor.

Li Jun looked at the bustling downstairs, then at the deserted upstairs, and finally chose to go upstairs.

The smell on the second floor has returned to fragrant. Du Lan and Liu Qin sat opposite each other. Du Lan held a wine glass and tried it in his mouth.

Seeing Song Huiyue going upstairs, Du Lan hurriedly put down the wine glass: "Madam, I didn't drink, I just smelled it."

Liu Qin stood up quickly, and as soon as she turned around, she was startled by Li Jun's appearance.

Fortunately, she was from Fengyuechang and had seen everyone. Although she was surprised in her heart, she didn't show it at all on her face. She still smiled and asked Song Huiyue his name, and what kind of tea Li Jun drank, and went to serve it in person.

refreshments.

Song Huiyue ignored Li Jun who was eavesdropping openly, sat down and asked: "Something happened to Master Yuan?"

Ever since Yuan Shaopei came to Beijing, whenever he left the Third Division, Du Lan and the others followed him.

Seeing that Song Huiyue was not shy about Li Jun, Du Lan shook his head and said: "The Third Division is calculating last year's accounts and is busy with its feet on the ground. The master has not been out for three days. Don't worry, we won't let anything happen to him.

"

He then lowered his voice: "Brother Ninth asked me to bring you a message. This morning, he accepted two lawsuits."

He couldn't help but glance at Li Jun again: "The first one was given to Ninth Brother by the wife of Dutou, the yamen servant in the prefecture's yamen. She said that last night, their yamen servants got a large silver reward.

We made an appointment to go on a cruise to have fun, but in the middle of the night, the boat sank for some unknown reason. No one inside got out. The gangsters went to salvage the boat early in the morning and found that there was something wrong with the hull.

Water was slowly seeping into the crack, but no one noticed it. When the ship sank, they were all drunk... Mrs. Dutou felt that this matter was strange, so she asked Brother Jiu to write a complaint and ask the magistrate to investigate.

clear."

Li Jun listened in his ears and looked at Song Huiyue. He saw that Song Huiyue was just listening attentively and did not speak or speak.

Du Lan added: "The second one was from Dr. Liu and his wife who were treating pediatricians next door. She said that Dr. Liu died of wind last night at the Moxianghua Tea House. Dr. Liu is a doctor himself. How could he do this? He must be

The people at the Flower Tea House secretly gave him a drug to make him happy, so that the prefect could find out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Qin led the little girl to bring tea and set a table. When the little girl left, Song Huiyue suddenly asked Liu Qin: "Is Dr. Xia next door dead?"

"Yes," Liu Qin was also restless early in the morning. "Last night, when I went out to get up, I lost my footing and fell."

Song Huiyue sneered: "What a mistake?"

Liu Qin whispered: "His apprentice said he saw it with his own eyes."

Du Lan thought of the farce in the tea house yesterday and said in horror: "It's not like the four doctors who came yesterday are all dead, and that group of government officials... are crazy!"

But because he had made a fool of himself, he wanted to kill everyone present. If the tea house had not been related to the King of Jin, I am afraid that the entire tea house would have been burned to the ground.

Song Huiyue held the tea cup, and heard the sound of ritual singing in her ears. Thinking of Zhang Xutang again, she felt that this man was no longer human, and had completely lost his humanity.

What would an inhumane person do in the fight for the crown prince?

When Du Lan left, Li Jun suddenly said: "Madam, you lied to me, you are not a dead wood at all."

Song Huiyue smiled at him, her smile filled with wind and rain, which made people feel nervous.

She seemed to realize that this smile was not gentle, so she put her smile away and said calmly: "Liar? You lied to me too?"

Li Jun still looked innocent, with anger in his innocence: "How could I lie to you!"

However, under Song Huiyue's close gaze, his already stiff expression became more and more unnatural, and all the emotions he worked hard to produce retreated behind the scar, leaving only a dull look.

He whispered: "It's all about benefits. It doesn't matter whether you want to cheat or not."


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