Provoking the villain, madly criticizing the tyrant for kidnapping my sedan chair for the bridal cha

"Brother Zibo, don't be so outspoken. I grew up following you and have always regarded you as my elder brother."

Yun Wuhen didn't notice anything, and went up to give the gentle Luo Zibo a bear hug.

Luo Zibo was stunned for a moment, and pushed Yun Wuhen away hotly: "Wuhen, recognize your brother, and the Luo family will not take sides."

"Brother Zibo, who wants you to take sides?" Yun Wuhen looked surprised: "I want you to take good care of Luo Zisu. Sooner or later, that fool will lose his life."

Hearing his brother's name, Luo Zibo smiled bitterly and rubbed his temples. He had been worried about Que Bing in recent days.

"Wuhen, did Zisu do something outrageous again that warrants your coming to my study to complain?"

"He..." Yun Wuhen wanted to sue Luo Zi Suyi, but he didn't know where to start.

"Brother Zibo, Luo Zisu kicked out Lu Xuanwei. The Lu family sent people to pursue revenge in Plum Blossom City. Looking at the current situation, the Lu family does not dare to kill anyone. They just want to boil frogs in warm water. Try the Luo family's Bottom line.”

Luo Zibo's pupils dilated for a moment, then quickly regained his composure, tapping his fingers lightly on the desk surface.

"Wuhen, if you go around in such a big circle, you won't just tell me about Zisu's grievances with the Lu family, right?"

"Brother Zibo, this is evidence of the Lu family's corruption in Wanglong River. If the Lu family is removed, Zisu can return to Beijing."

Luo Zibo did not go to pick up the evidence, but looked up at Yun Wuhen for a while: "Wuhen, does your master want to simply borrow a knife to kill people? Or does he want to win over the Luo family?"

"Brother Zibo, you are too suspicious! My master values ​​me, knows that the Luo family is kind to me, disrupts the plan, and helps the Luo family. You actually suspect that the master has ulterior motives?"

Yun Wuhen was furious. He turned around to leave with the evidence, but was stopped by Luo Zibo.

"Wuhen, don't be angry. The Luo family's ancestral motto is not to participate in any disputes between princes and imperial power."

"My master knows that he has not asked you, the Luo family, to take sides."

"Wuhen, once the Luo family takes over this evidence, what's the difference between taking sides?"

"Okay, I will take away the sin. When the Lu family becomes more powerful in Qingyang City, I will slowly kill that fool Luo Zisu."

"..." Luo Zibo rubbed his temples, Yun Wuhen really didn't notice, calling his brother a fool in front of him.

It sounds really harsh.

His useless brother was exiled to the very remote Plum Blossom City. What other outrageous things could he do?

Before his grandmother died, he was most reluctant to leave Zi Su. He sat back and did nothing. How could he explain to his grandmother?

Grandfather's health is getting worse and worse. Today, the Luo family is walking on thin ice. The slightest mistake will be fatal.

He had to send someone to verify this evidence, so as not to become a chess piece that would be discarded after being used.

"Wuhen, the evidence of crime remains! The Luo family must have a good excuse to submit this evidence of corruption in Wanglong River."

*

"Zhong'er, please let go of dad first." Ning Bochou was so worried that he couldn't pull his strong son off no matter what.

"Dad is going out to borrow ice!"

When Fat Zhong heard this, he let go of Uncle Ning with excitement on his face and said with great pride, "Dad, borrow any ice. From now on, the Luo family will have as much ice as they want."

Uncle Ning stood on tiptoe and touched his son's forehead: "You don't have a fever, why did you start talking nonsense?"

"Dad, I am following the Young Master's order this time to deliver ice-making methods to the Eldest Young Master. Please ask someone to find a basin for me."

In the study, after Yun Wuhen left, Luo Zibo hesitated with the evidence of Wanglonghe's corruption.

The servants outside reported that Luo Zisu had someone send back the ice-making recipe and invited him to take a look.

Luo Zibo was so shocked that he almost broke the chair leg.

His little brother, who is ignorant and has no skills, still knows how to contribute to the family?

Luo Zibo almost trotted all the way, following the servant who led the way, all the way to the yard of the old man of the Luo family.

I saw Fat Zhong sticking out his fat butt, wondering what he was mixing in the two basins?

His grandfather, who had always been serious about words and expressions, held a letter in his hand and read it over and over again, the smile never stopping on his lips.

"Zi Bo, you are here at the right time. Come and take a look. Our Zi Su has grown up. He knows that he misses his family, knows that studying is useful, and knows that he can contribute to the family. You will allocate 5000 taels of silver to Zi Su tomorrow and organize some scientific examinations. books."

Luo Zibo was so shocked that he almost fell down, wanting to see what was written in the letter that made his grandfather so happy.

"Grandpa, could you lend me the letter to read?"

As soon as Luo Zibo read the first sentence, he was struck by the disgusting words in the letter, and he was so embarrassed that he got goosebumps all over his body.

After enduring the discomfort and reading the letter, Luo Zibo had only one question left.

Who taught Luo Zisu to write family letters?

It's more sensational than the love letters he wrote back then.

In the whole letter, most of the letter expresses longing for the old man. The other half uses a giant salamander to confess that he did not study well, and asks the old man for detailed annotations of books related to scientific examinations. Finally, he offers a hard-to-find ice-making method to express his desire to make ice. The family contributes.

The old man was so happy that he wished he could give Luo Zisu the bottom of the box.

He didn't believe that Luo Zisu had such a brain.

"Xiao Zhong, does your master know anyone who is particularly powerful in Plum Blossom City?"

"Yes, the master has adopted a very fierce adopted sister. The father and daughter plus two donkeys can kick the balls of four villains."

"..."

The grandparents and grandsons of the Luo family subconsciously tightened their legs and couldn't believe their ears.

Luo Zibo calmed down and wanted to ask a few more questions, but Fat Zhong made a clang sound and roughly opened the basin.

"Master, eldest son, look, the ice has turned!"

The grandparents and grandsons of the Luo family looked at each other, and Luo Zibo supported his grandfather and slowly squatted down.

"It's ice, it's really ice!"

Seeing his grandfather happy like a child, Luo Zibo really didn't know what to say.

Every household in the capital was short of ice. Even the ice in the palace was only enough for a few high-ranking nobles.

Otherwise, he would have asked the emperor to reward him with some ice to solve the Luo family's urgent need.

Unexpectedly, his younger brother, who has always been incompetent, would bring back a priceless ice-making recipe for the Luo family.

"Master, this is a gift from the young master to you." Fat Zhong followed the steps given by his young master, showed off the ice-making recipe, and finally took out the soap made by Lin Lixia.

"Sir, the young master said, next time when you write or draw, your hands will be stained with ink. Washing your hands with this will be especially clean."

"Okay, Zi Su is so filial. Zi Bo, come and smell it. The soap is fragrant. It smells better than incense."

The grandfather who had always been serious in speech was like a child who wanted to show off his toys, and Luo Zibo listened very cooperatively.

After his grandfather showed off the soap, he carefully took out a carefully stacked painting from his arms.

"Zibo, you have good painting skills. Show it to grandpa. Have you ever seen such painting skills?"

Looking at the lifelike giant salamander in the painting, Luo Zibo was stunned for a moment and realized that it came with the letter.

"I've never seen it before!" He shook his head and looked at Fat Zhong in surprise: "Xiao Zhong, who painted this painting?"

Fat Zhong swallowed the pig's trotters in his mouth and wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve.

"The letter was written by the young master in the shop when I was ordered to transfer the ownership of the shop, with only the fierce sworn sister beside me."

Grandfather and grandson looked at each other and couldn't believe that such lifelike painting skills were created by a woman.