After the villain was defeated, she still had power in the government

"Sir, you..." He really loves to joke.

Fu Yutang licked his cracked lips and was about to make a few quibbles when he heard the bailiff's smug smile the next second. He turned his head and said to his companions, "This guy is obviously a beggar, and he actually wants to pretend to be a commoner! Hahaha..."

When his companions heard this, they also laughed, their faces full of ridicule towards Fu Yutang, "That's right! Everyone knows that you, Brother Zhou Sheng, have the sharpest eyes. This little beggar actually lied to you in front of you. He really overestimates his own abilities."

The yamen runner named Zhou Sheng smiled arrogantly, looked at Fu Yutang, and said with a dignified look: "I have official business to attend to today, so I won't mind your lying about your identity. Not only will I not mind it, I am also going to give you a reward..."

As he spoke, he shook the portrait in his hand towards Fu Yutang and ordered, "Look carefully at the person in the portrait. This is the Minister of Justice, Fu Yutang. If you see him, go to the Jingzhao Yamen and tell me immediately. I will reward you handsomely. Do you understand?"

Fu Yutang originally thought that his identity had been discovered, and was so frightened that his heart was about to jump out of his chest. After hearing the words of the yamen runner, his expression relaxed slightly, and he lowered his head and said, "I know."

Seeing that she was sensible, Zhou Sheng was very satisfied. He said no more and led the yamen runners away.

Fu Yutang maintained his previous respectful demeanor until the yamen runners disappeared. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and turned to ask Wang Dagui beside him, "Do I look like a beggar?"

Just now she glanced at the person in the portrait. His facial features were deep and his bones were sharp. Although he had no expression, he looked noble. Not to mention his handsome appearance, he was also a handsome man!

Why does Zhou Sheng think of himself as a beggar?

Could it be that ancient painters were also well versed in the art of beauty?

Fu Yutang couldn't help but touch his face and stared at Wang Dagui in confusion.

"No!" Wang Dagui looked at her directly, his face calm and his tone firm, "Your Excellency is so graceful and elegant, you are obviously a rare talent, how can you look like a beggar? In my opinion, Mr. Zhou is blind, so he didn't recognize you."

Also.

If she looked like a beggar, Wang Dagui would not have been able to recognize her at first glance.

Thinking of this, Fu Yutang said seriously: "Although he is blind, it is very beneficial to us. It can be said that he is blind in the right place."

"Yes, yes, your Excellency is right. Your Excellency is wise."

As she spoke, a copper coin rolled to Fu Yutang's feet. She paused, bent down to pick it up, and when she looked up, she met a pair of bright eyes.

"My son dropped it accidentally." A woman with a thick waist and big arms, holding a two-year-old child, said loudly to Fu Yutang.

"Oh." Fu Yutang didn't want it in the first place, but after hearing what the woman said, he just handed the copper coin over.

The woman took it and turned to walk away. As she walked away, she scolded the child in her arms, "Your father worked hard to earn this copper coin. If you throw it to a beggar, I will let your father punish you when you get home!"

Fu Yutang looked at Wang Dagui beside him.

The corners of Wang Dagui's mouth twitched unconsciously twice, and he gave Fu Yutang a guilty smile, "Ha, ha, ha, ha... women's words cannot be taken seriously."

Do you think I should believe you?

Fu Yutang rolled her eyes at him, and seeing a stall next door selling small bronze mirrors, she walked over and picked up the bronze mirror to take a look. The next second, her eyes were stung.

The carefully polished mirror surface was almost the same as a modern glass mirror. The clear and smooth mirror surface reflected a slovenly beggar. His hair was as dry as a chicken coop, his face was covered with dirt, his skin was dark gray, his eyes were blue, and there was a small piece of blood clot around his mouth. His outer clothes looked like they had been burned by fire, with small burnt holes everywhere. At first glance, he was indeed no different from a beggar.

With this look on your face, if you stand on the street and say you are not a beggar, no one will believe you!

Under the stall owner's sharp and wary gaze, Fu Yutang put down the bronze mirror, glanced at Wang Dagui, and said earnestly: "Dagui, I really made things difficult for you before." Even in her current state, Wang Dagui could still recognize her, and his eyes were truly vicious.

Wang Dagui smiled modestly and said flatteringly: "No matter what your appearance may be, your noble soul, brilliant personality, outstanding character... and other shining points cannot be hidden. Therefore, I was able to recognize you the first time."

Fu Yutang: "..."

I really can't tell, Wang Dagui looks honest, but he is actually a flatterer at heart.

Facing Wang Dagui's sincere eyes, Fu Yutang was silent for a moment, then changed the subject and said, "Dagui, now there are people looking for me everywhere in this city, what should I do now?"

Wang Dagui paused, then immediately showed a troubled expression and asked, "What do you think we should do?"

"Well..." Fu Yutang thought for a moment and said, "Right now, I can't trust anyone except you, Dagui. How about this, Dagui, go to my house and inform them so that my family can come and pick me up."

"But my Lord, you had a falling out with your family three years ago, and then you opened a new residence and completely cut off all contact with them." Wang Dagui opened his eyes and looked at her, "Everyone in the capital knows about it."

After saying that, he looked at her with a slightly confused look, as if he didn't understand why she would say such strange words today.

Fu Yutang's heart skipped a beat. How could such a thing happen? It wasn't even mentioned in the little crappy article! He didn't show it on his face. He raised his hand to hold his forehead, pretending to be dizzy, and said weakly: "Ah? Is that so? It's strange to say, I don't know why I have felt groggy since I woke up just now, and my mind is fuzzy, as if I can't remember anything."

"Ah!" Wang Dagui looked at her in surprise, "Could it be that you have lost your memory?"

"It seems so." Fu Yutang looked at him worriedly, "I only remember my name and identity, and I have forgotten everything else."

Wang Dagui was even more shocked. His eyes suddenly widened like bells. He said in disbelief, "How could it be so?"

"Alas!" Fu Yutang sighed, with an expression of "I don't know why, I don't want to be like this" on his face. After thinking for a moment, he said, "How about this, you go to my house and find someone to pick me up."

Hearing this, Wang Dagui's eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "Your Excellency is indeed wise! However, you have lost your memory now, and I am worried about you being alone."

He thought for a while, then said to Fu Yutang, "I will stay here to serve you, and find someone reliable to pass on the message to the Shangshu Mansion."

"That's fine." Fu Yutang nodded and agreed to Wang Dagui's proposal.

Wang Dagui responded and quickly identified the person who delivered the message - a young man selling steamed buns not far away.

He has a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and at first glance he looks like a loyal and reliable person.

Fu Yutang nodded secretly and walked over with Wang Dagui.

Just as they walked to the stall, before they could speak, they heard a customer at the wonton stall next door say:

"Hey, have you heard? All the servants of the Fu family have run away!"

"Fu family? Which Fu family?" someone asked.

"Who else could it be?" The diner winked at the person asking the question, "It's the one who disappeared recently."