My bad words were heard by all the civil and military officials in the court

System: [Not dead? How did you know? ]

Ye Xingxin: [I don’t know where I heard this, but I remember it. I haven’t forgotten it!]

The system exclaimed: [Host, your memory has improved? ]

Ye Xingxin's proud face: [That's it! ]

[But it’s all thanks to the walnuts, but it’s a pity that you can’t eat them. ]

The system is silent.

Emperor Jingming on the way back to the palace: "..."

He was speechless, then his dark eyes fixed. Marquis Wenxin couldn't lift it?

How is this going?

Everyone: "..."

Is this something to be proud of?

but--

The Prime Minister's wife poked her master's arm and whispered:

"Although the old lady in the Wenxin Marquis's mansion rarely goes out, she is still alive."

The wife of Master Xu Zhong said, "I saw this old lady when I went to the Fo'an Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha last month. She was in good spirits."

"From the looks of it, living another ten years won't be a problem."

A lady with sharp ears joined in.

"I also saw this old sister in Fo'an Temple. She knelt in front of the Buddha for a full hour."

"They also donated a lot of money, saying they wanted to build a golden statue for the Buddha."

"So this old lady wants to seek a future for her descendants?"

"Maybe it's to make the family prosperous."

Mrs. Xu Zhong shook her head.

"Neither. This old lady wants the Buddha to bless her with a long life."

Everyone: “Ah, this…”

Everyone looked at Wen Xinhou who was still wailing at Jiaojiao, speechless and contemptuous.

The old lady wanted to live a long life so much, but her good son got drunk and cursed her to death in public.

This is really a filial son!

Wen Xinhou himself, who was crying, had his impromptu excuse exposed by Ye Shengxin.

His crying and wailing of nostalgia were stuck for a few seconds.

What was even more unbearable was the reproachful and disgusted looks from the crowd, as if they wanted to stay away from him.

I felt so depressed that I almost vomited blood.

But I can't resist and can only continue to act.

In his heart, he had several memories of Ye Shengxin, a troublesome person.

Just wait, he will take revenge sooner or later.

Ye Xingxin also realized this, and continued in the dark hatred of Wen Xinhou:

[So this is what it means to speak the truth after drinking? ]

[Hey, he cursed his mother to death in public, what an unfilial son! ]

Ye Xingxin's psychological activities and Wenxinhou's behavior made the host Princess Fukang rub her forehead.

I really can’t stand it anymore.

Just as he was about to order a few more guards to send him back, Marquis Wenxin seemed to sober up a little.

He said in a daze: "Why am I here?"

Fatty touched his head and said, "Oh, by the way, am I here to drink the little princess' birthday wine?"

"Everyone is standing here. Is this the end of the party?"

"Then I should go back. My mother is still waiting for me at home."

He moved his body, but not much, and then lay on the ground like a drunk again.

He covered his mouth with his hands, looking like he was drunk and wanted to vomit.

After enduring it for several times and until everyone couldn't stand it anymore, he finally said haltingly:

"Come here, send me back... send me back to the Marquis' Mansion, and I will... give you a great reward!"

As he said this, he looked at Ye Shengxin, who was already somewhat moved, and concealed the calculation in his eyes.

He pointed at a few people at random.

Among them was her who was greedy for money.

"Send me back, I'll give you..."

He held up a finger with a silly smile on his face.

"I'll give you one thousand taels of silver!"

Ye Shengxin, who was still hesitating, stopped hesitating in an instant.

He ran to the side of Wen Xinhou with a smile on his face and said:

"My Lord, I will take you back. I am very strong and I will make sure that I can take you home safely."

Ye Shengxin reached out to help.

Then the feeling that Wen Xinhou's legs felt as heavy as a thousand pounds immediately disappeared.

He cooperated and stood up, enduring the severe pain that was still inflicting on his body.

He grinned and patted Ye Shengxin's shoulder.

"Young Master, you are really...really great."

It really saved me from a great crisis!

Ye Shengxin touched his head, looking shy.

But in my heart I was complaining: [Only a fool would not make money this easy! ]

As he spoke, Ye Shengxin sent Wen Xinhou towards the carriage.

Rong Anle followed behind her with a frown on his face.

This Marquis Wenxin always seems suspicious.

Princess Fukang behind him looked at Ye Xingxin's back.

Enlightenment.

Lord Ye helped her find Qin Lang, and also allowed her to be with him smoothly after the divorce.

She was worrying about how to repay such a great favor.

Since Lord Ye likes money, she will have someone send it to him later.

One hundred thousand taels would be fine.

It’s worth making friends with such a wonderful person.

On the other side, Marquis Wenxin was about to get on the carriage.

Seeing that he could escape and thus be cleared of suspicion, the corners of his mouth almost opened.

The hand that was supporting him was suddenly empty.

Gravity struck again, and he fell directly on the shaft of the cart.

The fat face fell straight down with a bang.

Ye Xingxin: "..."

The sudden loosening of her grip caused Wen Xinhou to fall halfway down. She glanced behind her with a guilty look on her face.

Before everyone looked over, he said quickly:

"Oh, Lord, you are really drunk. How come you fall down when you get into the car?"

Wen Xinhou, who was pretending to be drunk and unable to refute in person, said: "..."

He raised his face, which was covered with dust, and gritted his teeth to endure the anger.

He said drunkenly, "Since you know that I am... drunk, why don't you help me up immediately, Lord Ye?"

Ye Xingxin smiled and said, "My Lord, please wait a moment."

Having said that, she ignored his struggle and helped him back to where he was.

Wen Xinhou, with a forehead full of dust: "..."

Ahhhhh, what on earth is this idiot trying to do!

He is really going crazy!

Don’t you think he’s embarrassing enough?

Ye Xingxin brought Marquis Wenxin to Princess Fukang.

I bid farewell politely in her puzzled eyes:

"Your Highness, Marquis Wenxin is drunk. I cannot continue to attend the little princess' birthday banquet."

She said with regret: "Before I leave, I would like to apologize. Please forgive me, Your Highness, Princess."

Princess Fukang smiled and said, "Master Ye, please go and do what you need to do. I won't blame you."

Jiaojiao: "This princess doesn't blame me either."

Take this dirty and disgraced cheap son away quickly. She feels embarrassed just to look at him!

Ye Shengxin made her presence felt enough to let everyone witness that it was she who took Wen Xinhou away.

It also indirectly guaranteed that no matter how long it took, he could get one thousand taels of silver from the drunken man and leave satisfied.

At the same time, I sighed in my heart:

[Fortunately, I was smart and remembered to bring Wen Xinhou back to refresh his Moments in time.]

[This way he will have to admit it even if he doesn’t want to after he sobers up! ]

Marquis Wenxin: “…”

This damn Ye Shengxin actually used me as a show-off!

Emperor Jingming, who was still on his way back to the palace: "..."

He was speechless. This was just his little cleverness and he didn't use it well!

Everyone was equally speechless: "..."

But - are they the ones in the circle of friends?

In front of the princess's mansion.

After Marquis Wenxin's carriage left, Prime Minister Shangguan withdrew his gaze.

He exchanged glances with two colleagues with whom he often interacted.

He was the first to speak: "I wonder what you think of this man, Marquis Wenxin?"

Zhang Liang stroked his beard and gave a fair comment: "Cunning and cunning, but also quick-witted."

Xu Zhong snorted coldly, "You can avoid the first day, but you can't avoid the fifteenth."

Xu Changyu added: "Although we cannot be completely sure that the matter of Wen Xinhou is related to Minister Wen, but now that we have a target, it will not be difficult to verify it later."

The prince sighed, "If this is really Marquis Wenxin, Lord Ye's move today really held me back again."

Don't you want to find the culprit?

Now, he was coaxed into getting out of trouble because of one thousand and two taels of silver.

The prince rubbed his temple.

Once again, I felt worried that Ye Shengxin didn't have a smart brain.

What should I do?

The Prince's tutor hits the heart of the matter:

"Why are you so depressed? Lord Ye is like that, it's all because of poverty!"

Everyone: "..."

That makes sense.