After the divorce, the four big guys became my servants

Meng Zhaoge asked him curiously: "What did you hear?"

I heard you say, 'your person'.

In his hazy consciousness, these words reached his not-quite-clear mind and struck the boy's calm heart.

He almost opened his eyes.

"It's okay..." Yuan Jinglie lowered his eyes, stood up from her legs, and swallowed the words.

The next moment, Mo Huan came trotting over from outside with a hurried look on his face.

"Your Highness!" She held a dart and a piece of paper in her hand. "This was shot from somewhere just now and stuck in front of the palace gate. The guards took it back."

Meng Zhaoge paused and took it thoughtfully.

After reading the above few lines, his already frown deepened.

This was sent by that kid Black Hawk.

Black Hawk said that Mr. Gong Yang is currently recuperating in his hometown, as he has not been out for a long time due to the death of his first wife. He also emphasized that Mr. Gong Yang is definitely not a homosexual.

So, the one imprisoned in the palace is fake?

So, she spent a huge amount of money to hire a liar!

At this time, the servants of the Jingwang Mansion came to report with sweat dripping down their backs: "Madam, the man imprisoned in the woodshed is crying and making a fuss, and he even threatened to send you to the prison. We really can't punish him."

Meng Zhaoge said with a cold face, "Got it, I'll go and deal with him myself."

She first asked Mohuan to prepare a charcoal brazier, and then went to the woodshed in a rage.

Before entering, I could hear the fake crying and wailing. He said Meng Zhaoge was disregarding human life and harming the people, and called her a lunatic.

The door opened with a creaky sound and Meng Zhaoge walked in slowly.

"Ah!" Mr. Gong Yang was crying just now, but when he saw her face, he was almost scared to pee his pants.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me... If you dare to kill me, you won't be able to stop the people in the world from talking nonsense!"

Meng Zhaoge said calmly: "You overestimate yourself. Why should the world criticize me because of you?"

"I am the great scholar of Bailudong!"

"I have been summoned by His Majesty!"

Mr. Gong Yang seemed to have touched upon something he was proud of, and he immediately became excited: "I tell you, with my reputation, I only need to go out and write a few words, and you will be cursed to death by the world!"

Meng Zhaoge just smiled: "If you are the great scholar of Bailudong, then I am the Queen Mother."

"..."

Mr. Gongyang's face turned green. He thought the woman in front of him was really a scoundrel and scolded her: "You are disrespectful to the gods!"

Meng Zhaoge retorted: "You are disrespectful to Bailu Cave."

"Even less respect for Mr. Ram."

"..."

Mr. Gong Yang was stunned, and stammered with an evasive look in his eyes: "You...you are talking nonsense...what nonsense are you talking about."

"Am I talking nonsense?" Meng Zhaoge bent down lazily and fiddled with the red-burning charcoal in the charcoal basin.

Then, he picked up a piece of charcoal with tongs and slowly brought it towards him.

The red charcoal fire emitted a faint white mist. Meng Zhaoge's face, which was as beautiful as a banished fairy, now looked as terrifying as the devil.

Mr. Gong Yang screamed, "Don't, don't burn me... If you dare to burn me, everyone in the world will curse you to death!"

"I'm not trying to burn you."

Meng Zhaoge: "I want you to eat this charcoal."

"..."

Mr. Ram exclaimed, “Are you crazy?”

He went crazy and tried to break free from the ropes and climb out: "Help, help, Princess Jing is taking human life lightly!"

"Behave yourself!" Mo Huan kicked him back.

Mr. Gongyang felt pain and accidentally touched the wound on his ear and was about to cry.

"What on earth do you want to do!" he wailed. "Even if I was wrong, you cut off one of my ears. Isn't that enough?"

"I just ask you, why do you pretend to be Mr. Ram?"

Meng Zhaoge smiled and poked the charcoal at his face, scaring him so much that he screamed.

After yelling, he started crying again: "What do you want me to say? I am the ram..."

"You still don't admit it!" Meng Zhaoge's face darkened: "Mo Huan, pry his mouth open for me."

"Yes!"

Mo Huan was about to step forward, but Mr. Gong Yang was so frightened that his soul was about to leave his body. He stretched out his voice and screamed: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

"I am Gong Yangyi's cousin, Gong Yangye! Because I look a bit like him, I came out to make some money while he was staying indoors! At most, I flirted with some young men while I was teaching, but that's all!"

After shouting all this in one breath, he lay on the haystack, panting, his eyes unable to move due to fear.

This woman is crazy.

After finding out the truth, Meng Zhaoge threw the charcoal fire away out of boredom.

She wiped her hands with a handkerchief and said casually, "I don't know how many families this fake has cheated. Throw him out on the street and tell everyone what happened. Someone will take care of him."

Mo Huan: “Yes!”

Someone immediately pulled the fake out, and Mo Huan explained the whole story.

The wealthy families in the surrounding area who had invited him to their businesses finally realized that they had all been deceived by this fake product!

So they attacked him in groups.

Not only did they rush into the counterfeiter's home and demand back the money they had previously paid, they also beat Gong Yangye up to vent their anger.

Seeing what he had become, the servant boy who followed him took the opportunity to run away.

Gong Yangye ended up losing both his money and his life.

He fell on the street, weeping bitterly, and was taken away in a carriage.

The carriage stopped in front of a restaurant in Chai'an, and he was taken to a room in a daze.

A slender figure stood in front of him and glanced down at him: "How pitiful."

Gong Yangye looked up and saw an extremely pretty face.

If it were in the past, he would definitely feel happy and want to talk to the girl.

But now he gets scared when he sees beautiful women.

"You...what do you want to do."

"I'm just curious, sir, have you offended Princess Jing? Why did she abandon you on the street?" Meng Changning was dressed in a goose yellow dress. When she smiled, the dimples on her cheeks seemed to be filled with sweet wine.

Gong Yangye was captivated by her approachable beauty, and thinking of Meng Zhaoge's atrocities, he immediately cursed: "She is a lunatic, she cut off my ear!"

"Then why did she cut off your ears?" Meng Changning asked again.

Even though she knew the person in front of her was a fake, she didn't think Meng Zhaoge was right. With the Dali Temple around, who was she, Meng Zhaoge, to judge others?

Just want to be in the spotlight!

Hearing this, Gong Yangye avoided the question and refused to speak.

Meng Changning threw a bag of silver to him and said slowly, "Sir, if you cooperate, this silver will be yours, and I will arrange for someone to send you back home."

After receiving the silver, Gong Yangye quickly said yes.

No one has trouble with money.

Therefore, he told Meng Changning all the causes and consequences, and emphasized: "The princess was very kind to the blue-eyed monster and cut off my ears for him."

Meng Changning recalled that Zhu Yin had told her before that Meng Zhaoge agreed to rescue her from the palace in exchange for a slave.

But this servant also told her parents that she was trapped in the palace.

Meng Changning has always been curious about this servant.

If he was Meng Zhaoge's man, why was he willing to help her? If he was not, why did Meng Zhaoge take him away?

Thinking of this, Meng Changning felt that there was a lot to be learned from this matter, so he quickly stuffed a few more silver ingots into Gong Yangye's hand and said, "Tell me quickly, what else do you know?"

Gong Yangye weighed the heavy silver in his hand and racked his brain to recall the experience of meeting the young man in Pingyang.

Then, a light bulb went off in his head, and he said quickly, "I remember it!"