Mr. Xin looked at Xiaohan in surprise: "It looks like there is more meat than donkey meat."
Upon hearing this, Zinai immediately tightened her grip on her bow-tie mountain axe.
Mr. Xin: "It's just a joke, how can a dog eat it casually?"
Zinai let go of the mountain axe.
Mr. Xin said as he walked: "It's better to eat donkey."
Before Zinai could move, the old donkey came up and tried to pick up the mountain ax in Zinai's hand. If it hadn't been unable to hold it, it would have struck it with one strike.
Lin Ye patted the old donkey's head gently, comforting it with such a silent gesture.
However, if Lin Ye didn't let Mr. Xin take the old donkey away, it might have almost reached the end of its life.
When my mother-in-law first adopted it, it was not a little donkey, and she was adopted because it was seriously injured at the time. It just looked thin at that time.
Originally, the donkey's owner wanted to kill it for meat, but when the mother-in-law saw the donkey crying, she felt compassion.
During the three years that Lin Ye and his mother-in-law were together, they always talked about that little donkey, but that little donkey was not necessarily younger than Lin Ye at that time.
Normally, when a donkey is ten years old, it is equivalent to a person's life span of forty or fifty years, which means that it was not an exaggeration for Lin Ye to call it "Uncle Donkey" at that time.
"Sir, you took a detour to Yunzhou. You probably don't want to see me, right?"
Lin Ye asked tentatively.
Mr. Xin said: "It's not that I want to see you."
Lin Ye looked back at the old donkey.
Mr. Xin: "You are overthinking it. It's not that the donkey wants to see you, but the dog."
Lin Ye: "..."
Mr. Xin asked: "Have you ever heard it bark?"
Lin Ye nodded: "I've heard of it."
Mr. Xin: "Huh? Have you heard of it too? I thought it happened after it followed me. It missed the dog, barked uncontrollably, and looked in one direction."
Lin Ye: "Well... Sir, I'm overthinking it. Maybe it's barking not because it misses the dog, but because it's scolding you."
Mr. Xin was slightly angry: "You farted, and it pulled my clothes and pointed it in one direction. How do you explain it?"
Lin Ye: "Sir, have you ever thought that what it's scolding is... get out of here?"
Mr. Xin turned around and said, "If I don't eat it today, I won't be the boss of Fengyu Temple."
Lin Ye pulled Mr.
Mr. Xin: "It's hard to relieve my anger without a whole-donkey feast."
Lin Ye nodded: "Okay, okay."
Mr. Xin: "Call Nie Wuzhi to accompany you."
Lin Ye: "I just said that sir is not here to see me, I am the one who keeps you company."
Mr. Xin said: "No, no, no, if you pay, you are not the one accompanying me."
Lin Ye: "Sir, you should be closer to me. How can you talk to outsiders? I will accompany you, and Nie Wuzhi will pay for it."
Mr. Xin: "I'm not stupid. He and I are both from Shangyang Palace, and you are the outsider."
Lin Ye: "..."
He and Mr. Xin walked out of the gate of the Duhu Mansion while talking, and the carriage was already waiting outside.
There is like a small market outside the gate of the Duhu Mansion. Although it is not outside the main gate and is relatively far away, there are quite a few people setting up stalls here.
Mr. Xin glanced over there: "Your Protector's Mansion is halfway up the mountain. Who would come to buy groceries except the people in your mansion? Haven't you ever doubted these people?"
Lin Ye replied: "I never doubt it."
Mr. Xin asked: "Why?"
Lin Ye: "They are all mine."
Mr. Xin took a step back, distanced himself, and looked at Lin Ye as if he were a fool. "You let your people stare at you?"
"Yeah, I let my people stare at me. This way, others want to stare at me but can't.
Watch everywhere."
Mr. Xin thought for a while and nodded: "It sure makes sense."
Lin Ye said: "Not only does it make some sense, it actually makes a lot of sense."
When we reached the corner at the bottom of the mountain, there were more people setting up stalls. This was the place where Wang Fenglin once had breakfast.
Mr. Xin gestured in that direction, and Lin Ye nodded: "Yes, they are all my people too."
Mr. Xin had to sigh.
He asked: "You should be a little afraid of death, am I right?"
Lin Ye replied: "Why is that a little bit? It's because he is really afraid of death."
Mr. Xin: "At your status, what else do you have to fear? How many people in the world would really dare to kill you?"
Lin Ye said: "I have reached such a status because I was rewarded by Your Majesty for doing things for Your Majesty. How many people do you think I have offended? Besides, isn't His Majesty one of those people who really dares to kill me?
What..."
Mr. Xin thought for a while and nodded again: "It sure makes sense...it sure makes sense."
When you reach the foot of the mountain, enter the main road and follow this road until you return to the bustling Yunzhou City.
The carriage window was open, Lin Ye and Mr. Xin were sitting in the car, they could see the people on the road, and of course the people on the road could also see them.
Therefore, the news that Mr. Xin arrived in Yunzhou and was the first to meet Lin Ye would be sent out soon.
Of course, Wang Fenglin is among them.
The Wang family had a total of twelve hermitages in Yunzhou City. He ordered the destruction of one of them, and there were eleven more.
His subordinate Xiao Dengke did lose a lot of people when he assassinated Nie Wuzhi, but it was only Xiao Dengke who lost, not those informants.
If Lin Ye knew that the black cavalry guards who were killed in counter-attack had another identity, then he would easily guess something even more terrifying.
The protective black knight of Shangyang Palace.
If Xiao Dengke was hiding among the protective black knights, then one can imagine how serious the Wang family's infiltration into Shangyang Palace was.
Within Dayu, almost every big city has a branch of Shangyang Palace.
In almost every branch of Shangyang Palace, there are protective black knights.
Because of its large size and high status, a branch like Yunzhou has nearly two hundred black cavalry guards. Smaller branches also have thirty to fifty black cavalry guards.
If you think about it this way, the terrifying nature of your opponent has been underestimated.
There really is a Quanlu Banquet in Yunzhou City, and the business here has always been good.
When Lin Ye and Mr. Xin arrived at the door of this Quanlu Banquet, among the pairs of eyes looking at them, whether they glanced at them or just stared at them, some of them were not so innocent.
At Lin Ye's current position, people will pay special attention to his every move.
As for the people who were staring at him, Lin Ye didn't want to move yet because they couldn't figure out anything important.
Because the most suitable positions are for people with cobwebs.
To be honest, Lin Ye would certainly have some guesses as to whether there was anyone from the Emperor's family among Lin Ye's cobwebs.
So when Shoushanku wanted to show some of its features, Lin Ye had to let more of the spider webs show out.
To use cobwebs to cover a good storehouse is to use one kind of blackness to cover up another kind of blackness.
"Does it feel good to be stared at every day? I don't think I can say how good it is."
Mr. Xin suddenly asked Lin Ye.
Lin Ye said: "Sir, you know better than me. The two luxury carriages before you came, are probably a kind of gift that people have been staring at."
Mr. Xin narrowed his eyes: "Are you staring at me too?"
Lin Ye: "Although Sir, you haven't arrived at Yunzhou City yet, but you are passing through Yunzhou, so you should keep an eye on me for a while."
Mr. Xin: "Of course you can also know that I arrived in Yunzhou City today, but you didn't come to pick me up? Are you still pretending that you don't know?"
Lin Ye takes it for granted
He replied calmly: "I'm just pretending."
Mr. Xin: "..."
He and Lin Ye went up to the second floor of the banquet. The shopkeeper had already packed up the largest and best private room.
It's by the window, facing the street, and you can see the river in Yunzhou City in the distance. The river view is not bad.
"You made Yunzhou look like this, and you told me directly that you made Yunzhou look like this. Aren't you afraid that I would tell His Majesty when I return to Geling?"
"Sir, guess what Yunzhou is like now. Does Your Majesty need a gentleman passing by Yunzhou to tell him?"
Xin Yanque: "..."
He thought for a while and nodded: "It sure makes perfect sense."
He understands now.
Lin Ye kept a close eye on him, so why didn't he do it on purpose to show the emperor?
Go your way, leaving you with nowhere to go. I will speak my own words, leaving you with nothing to say.
Others try their best to prevent their secrets from being known, but Lin Ye is better, trying his best to make his every word and action visible to others.
"It's really hard for you officials."
Mr. Xin muttered to himself.
Before he left Geling, Ning Weimo's case had just come to an end.
Of course he knew that Ning Weimo exposed some small tricks to the emperor in order to prove his innocence.
Use a little bit of black to contrast most of the other areas which are very white.
Being an official like this is really tiring.
If one wall is all white, you think it's normal, and it doesn't appear that the wall is white, but there is a medium-sized black spot on the wall, which makes it appear that the wall is really white, and you still think, what if
If there weren't this black spot on this wall, it would be perfect.
Therefore, no one in Geling today would say that Master Ning Weimo Ning would really be a perfect person if he were not a little bit greedy.
When Lin Ye heard Mr. Xin say that it was really difficult for you to be an official, he immediately clasped his fists and leaned over: "Thank you for your understanding, sir. I hope you will understand in the future."
Mr. Xin narrowed his eyes: "So, you want to tell me this."
Lin Ye said: "Let's prepare the ground in advance. If I fall into the hands of the husband at any time in the future, the husband will think about my difficulty and be more gentle in dealing with it."
Mr. Xin said: "Looking at it this way, it's really fucking difficult for you."
He looked outside and saw that no waiter had come in to serve him yet, so he immediately shouted: "Come here, I want to order some food."
Then he looked at Lin Ye and said, "I'm going to eat harder today. If you give me some more when I leave, just think that I have something in your hands. If you make any mistakes in the future, it will fall into my hands."
Here, I remembered that you once gave me a bribe and invited me to dinner..."
Speaking of this, Lin Ye sighed: "In that case, for a small mistake that was originally just a scolding, sir, you have to point your hand outward... and chop him, no matter what you say, you have to chop him."
Mr. Xin said: "You know too much."
He said: "Actually, I just want to take advantage of the opportunity to order something. As for whether I will chop you or not, you don't know in your mind?"
When he said this, he gave Lin Ye a thoughtful look.
When he heard this sentence, Lin Ye's hand that was pouring tea paused slightly.
Whether it was intentional or subconscious, I'm afraid only he knows.
But Mr. Xin laughed it off and brushed it off.
He greeted the cautious waiter who had just entered the door: "I won't order anymore. See if the table in front of me is empty? It's full."
The boy responded, quickly turned around and ran out again.
Mr. Xin looked at Lin Ye: "I think it's better for you to pay the bill for this meal. Nie Wuzhi pays the bill. That's Nie Wuzhi's credit."
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