The path of the villain is not easy

Chapter 392 Goodbye Cook
"Heroes use martial arts to commit crimes. If everyone has the means to be unscrupulous, then why do we need the court? Why do we need the criminal law? So I still think that he should be captured and handed over to the government."

The two have different ideas, but there are some disputes.Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Guo Yu chuckled and said, "You two have different ideas, but they have different perspectives. Brother Xuankang thinks at the national level, while Brother Cheng Ping simply thinks from the perspective of the country. From the perspective of a spectator. Although the two are different, they can be summed up as morality and law. You only need to choose the middle, report to the court if the matter is slow, and follow yourself if it is urgent."

Cheng Ping nodded, while Xuan Kang shook his head. He knew that what Guo Yu said was relatively correct, but he didn't agree with it. He believed that the law was inviolable.However, although he didn't agree with it, he didn't continue to talk about it.

The three of them were chatting around this topic, but they didn't notice the strange expression on Changsun Ji's face.

Watching acrobatics is just a whim, and for them, what happened downstairs is just a momentary talk.

After a few glasses of water and wine, the atmosphere at the dinner table became more intense, and it was no longer as restrained as it was at the beginning.

After drinking and eating, the few of them went to the West Lake for a boat trip, and they were happy for a while.

At dusk, several people said goodbye.Changsun Ji took Guo Yu and Cheng Ping to the Changsun's other courtyard.

Talking about Ji Zhao on the road, Guo Yu opened his mouth and said, "This Ji Zhao acts close to the criminal law, he is not like a Confucianist, but a Legalist."

Cheng Ping nodded and said, "It should be due to his family image. I asked him before. His ancestors were the judges who tried the cases."

"The governance of a country can't just rely on moral restraint, it must also rely on criminal law. If there is no severe punishment, then the people will definitely mess up. I talked to Na Ji Zhao today. He has great ambitions and great abilities, but he can't do it for the time being. That's all, Cheng Ping, you can have more contact with him on weekdays." Changsun Ji said softly.

Cheng Ping nodded and agreed.

The three of them didn't call for a carriage all the way, they just walked back unsteadily, and when they arrived at Changsun's Bieyuan, it was almost dark.

After passing through the gate of the mansion, a gust of cool wind blew in. Changsun Ji patted his head, chuckled, then looked at Guo Yu and Chengping and said, "I forgot about it before. Follow me to a place, and I will show you one person."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the kitchen. Behind him, Cheng Ping and Guo Yu looked at each other with some doubts. They didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Changsun Ji's gourd, but seeing Changsun Ji leaving, they had no choice but to follow.

Changsun Ji and others walked into the back kitchen. At this time, the back kitchen was preparing for the evening banquet. The whole kitchen was in full swing. The steam from steaming steamed buns, cooking vegetables, and boiling water filled all the kitchens.

As soon as Changsun Ji entered the kitchen, his eyes were covered by the steam. The person opposite him was only an arm's length away, but he couldn't see him clearly.

And in the whole kitchen, there are people cutting vegetables, washing vegetables, burning firewood, and various conversations. When all the voices are mixed together, the whole kitchen is a mess.

Changsun Ji was a little dazed, he hadn't thought that the back kitchen would be so lively at this time.

He knew that if he searched one by one, it would take him half a day to find the cook who was under him.

So Changsun Ji simply stood at the door and yelled into the kitchen: "Brother, I'm here to pay back the buns that night, and I have some money. Brother, come out."

After yelling once, Changsun Ji yelled again, and then he went out of the kitchen and waited outside.But he was not afraid that the old man inside would not be able to hear him. He was in his prime, and even without using internal energy, his shouting voice was louder than ordinary people. If the chef is still in the kitchen, he will definitely hear Changsun Ji's shout.

Sure enough, after Changsun Ji came out, he only had a few words with Cheng Ping and Guo Yu, and then he saw a man rushing out with his sleeves bent, his body still covered in flour, and a stick of firewood in his hand.

When Changsun Ji saw this man coming out, he greeted him with a smile, and said with a smile: "Brother, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you still look so handsome."

"The style is still a fart? You kid dared to lie to me last time. I haven't checked your identity yet, but you sent it to your door yourself? See if I didn't take care of you today." The chef said aggressively. Seeing Changsun Ji rushing over, while talking, he raised the chopping wood in his hand that was as thick as an adult's thigh.

Changsun Ji's expression changed, he kept stepping back, and pushed his palm forward, making a stop gesture.He yelled: "Ai, ai, ai. Brother, what's the matter with you, let's not do anything, just talk if you have something to say."

Wang Gang took a step forward and was about to stand in front of Changsun Ji, but Changsun Ji glared at him, and then retreated back to the spot with interest.

The chef raised his hand to chop wood, but he didn't really take the turn. Now that the matter is not clear, he is not in a hurry to do it.

Changsun Ji saw that he put the firewood in his hand on the ground, so he felt relieved. He smiled and said, "Brother, I'm just a few days late to give the money? You don't have to greet me like this?"

"Hmph, although I'm short of money, it's not that I'm short of money for that bowl of noodles and those two steamed buns. If you said you didn't have any money, I'd give it to you. It's not a big deal at all."

"However, since you promised to send the money the next day, but you didn't deliver it, this is a breach of trust. That's all, anyway, the breach of trust is a problem with your own quality. At most, I will lose a little money, but It doesn't matter. But you shouldn't take my trust and play me as a fool, I hate others to play me." The cook said angrily.

Changsun Ji smiled mischievously. He went directly to the morning court the next morning. After being buzzed by flies for a whole day, his whole head was also buzzing. He simply forgot about it.

"En?" Changsun Ji was taken aback, just now he was only listening to the first half of his sentence, but now that he thought about it, he was a little confused by the second half of what he said to the chef.
"Brother, wait a moment. You said earlier that I didn't pay back the money on time. I admit it. It's true that I broke my promise. But brother, tell me clearly, why did I play tricks on you?"

"You still dare to mention it, and you still bring people here, do you want me to say it, so that you can humiliate me again, and then show you are very smart in front of your friends, and turn me around, right?"

It seemed that Changsun Ji had hit the sore spot, and the chef heard what Changsun Ji said, and the anger that had just calmed down rose.

(End of this chapter)