Started as a mute girl? I prospered in the lean years

Perhaps they had not expected that a book boy would dare to speak so brazenly in front of so many ministers. The people behind Lord Zhu also became angry.

"How dare a little book boy be so presumptuous in front of Master Zhu?!"

"How can you have any say?"

"Mr. He, are you just going to watch your men humiliate and intimidate Zhu Jijiu and do nothing?"

He Yin looked at the person who spoke last with his eyes slightly narrowed, his expression noncommittal.

If I remember correctly, this person is from the Wu family.

Shen Huaixu stood still, and waited until they realized that what he said was useless before he said, "Come on, please wait outside the hall, Mr. He will be here soon."

After the guards asked them to leave, she sat down at the table, her voice still smiling, clearly wanting to stir up some trouble: "Go out and consolidate your image as the Crane God?"

The cold Crane God stared straight at Shen Huaixu with his dark green eyes, and suddenly sighed, "Shen Huaixu, what if you leave and leave me alone?"

Shen Huaixu glanced at him and said earnestly: "You should learn to be independent. In three years, you can build up your own power, but -"

She stood up and walked out of the hall, drawing out the last syllable of her words in a lazy tone, "If you call me aunt, I don't mind staying with you longer."

Fu Yin's tongue tip touched his teeth. If he was still Fu Tuan, he might have bitten that slender figure. Now he could only restrain himself.

For the first time, Fu Yin missed the days of being a part of the charity group.

Mr. Zhu soon understood what the little servant meant.

They were taken outside by the guards. They were so angry under the scorching sun that they could only suppress it with great effort until the master and servant walked out of the hall.

He Yin stepped forward, and a pair of wings appeared out of thin air in full view of everyone, and then quietly gathered behind him.

Lord Zhu and the group of people he brought with him had never witnessed such a spectacle on the day of the palace coup. When they heard about it before, they thought it was just a low-level and sinister trick.

Now that they have seen it with their own eyes, some people rubbed their eyes in shock, but when they looked again, they still saw it and could not help but open their mouths wide.

"This is an illusion, it must be a mysterious illusion!" Seeing He Yin striding towards him, the man surnamed Wu repeatedly reminded, "My lords, please do not be fooled by such a trick..."

As he spoke, He Yin was already standing in front of him. His tall figure gave people an extreme sense of oppression, forcing his voice to gradually decrease until it was almost inaudible.

He Yin's eyes swept across the shocked and confused face of Old Master Zhu. Based on the principle of respecting the old and loving the young taught by Shen Huaixu, he opened his thin lips and said, "Old Master Zhu is old, Master Wu, are you willing to do it for me?"

The tone was flat, and no one could detect any question in it.

Sure enough, the next second, the wings behind him spread out, raising a gust of hot wind. His big hands grabbed Lord Wu's clothes on the back, and the two of them flew into the air.

A terrified cry emanated from Wu Daren's mouth, and it circled over the palace for a long time.

He closed his eyes and waved his limbs in the air without landing. At this moment, he heard a voice. The voice contained a smile, but it seemed to be filled with venom.

"If you move again, I'll let go."

"Master Wu, this is humiliation and intimidation. Remember this clearly."

Neither the sound of the wind nor his own screams could stop the sound from invading his eardrums. In an instant, Lord Wu's heart fell into the abyss.

Shen Huaixu didn't hear these two sentences. She still suppressed her smile, looked up for a while, and said to Mr. Zhu who was still in a daze: "The old man has an upright character. He has been an official for thirty years and has no integrity. It is rare."

These words brought Lord Zhu back to his senses from his shock. He looked at the little servant boy. He should have mocked the boy for such obvious flattery, but for some reason he couldn't say it.

Shen Huaixu didn't mind the presence of others, and continued in a deep voice: "I think your Excellency disdains party struggles and schemes.

But given the current situation, if it weren't for my master, Nanxia might be facing a change of dynasty. If there was a war, innocent people would be hurt. Mr. Zhu loves the people like his own children, how could he bear it?"

So Nanxia's luck would be over without He Yin? Old Master Zhu felt that the little book boy in front of him was really good at flattering himself, and his face was as big as a basin.

It was just the last question that made him dazed for a moment, and he remained silent.

His temper has caused him a lot of trouble. Thirty years have passed, but he has not been able to become more tactful. All he sticks to is loyalty to the country, diligence and love for the people.

Apart from anything else, there is one thing he sees clearly: if it weren't for He Yin, the current situation in Nanxia would never be so calm.

Shen Huaixu didn't want to know what Mr. Zhu was thinking, so he kept talking to himself, "Have you ever thought about whether being pushed into the spotlight and opposing my master so loudly was entirely your own intention, or whether someone just added fuel to your anger?

After all, you are the chief priest, and your students are all over the world. If you raise your arm and call, many people will respond. Otherwise..."

She paused meaningfully and tilted her head to look at Mr. Zhu.

When Mr. Zhu was looked at by her, his whole body stiffened. Even in the hottest weather, he shivered.

He found that his originally firm ideas seemed to be led by the little servant boy.

Shen Huaixu said softly: "Could it be that Mr. Zhu has a rebellious heart?"

"Ridiculous!" Old Master Zhu was so shocked by her last words that he almost jumped up. His face flushed and his neck thickened as he took a few steps back, pointing his finger at her with a trembling hand, "You little brat, you are so gullible! How audacious!!"

Shen Huaixu was about to say something else when he found that there were no more screams in the sky. Looking up, he saw He Yin bringing someone down. The person in his arms was limp and seemed to have fainted.

He Yin folded his wings, touched the ground with his toes, and after standing firmly, he dropped the person to the ground.

"You all, bear witness. It was because Master Wu was too timid that he fainted. It was not intentional on He's part."

Except for Mr. Zhu who was extremely angry, everyone else was silent and agreed in a low voice.

"Master Wu may not be able to stand the sun, so you can't blame Mr. He."

"Mr. He is absolutely right..."

In between, Master Zhu shouted in dissonance: "He Yin! Your little servant boy slandered me, how are you going to punish him?!"

Shen Huaixu looked at He Yin with innocent eyes.

This old man has lived to such an old age in vain. He gets angry at every turn and is not stable at all.

"Oh? Henian is young, Master Zhu, please don't bother with her." As if he couldn't feel Master Zhu's anger, he emphasized the pronunciation of the word "old" while speaking.

After saying this lightly, He Yin looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late. If you want to go to heaven for a day trip, please talk to me another day when I'm free. I'm sorry I can't accompany you."

After saying this, two figures, one tall and one short, left together, leaving the ministers looking at each other in bewilderment and Lord Zhu, who was furious.