When a fool becomes a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

Yin Huai stepped forward bravely, "Why is Liu Xiang here?"

After being stunned, Liu Ze also came back to his senses, looking at Yin Huai with a smile on his face.

"It's a coincidence."

Yin Huai's face was hot from embarrassment, so he could only groan.

The self who claimed to be sick reappeared in Hengzhou thousands of miles away. I don't know what Liu Ze is thinking now.

"But I don't remember making you an imperial envoy?"

Liu Ze smiled and said, "It's the Queen Mother's order."

Yin Huai choked and was speechless.

Zhou Shou looked at Yin Huai, then at Liu Ze, as if he had just realized it, his face changed suddenly, he knelt down and was about to salute.

"The lower official has seen the emperor."

The governor's surname is Liu, a native of Hengzhou. It is said that there are eighteen concubines in his family, and the new concubine is younger than his son.

So naturally he could only think of that aspect when flattering, and invited Yin Huai and Liu Ze to drink, but he is not particularly stupid, he knows that flattering must be done well, and those who invite Yin Huai to squeeze his shoulders and beat his back are all beautiful young men .

Yin Huai: "..."

Chong Cang behind him was expressionless.

Shi Jiji shirked this banquet, he never attended these banquets very often.

Liu Ze was also surrounded by a few young and beautiful women who were smiling coquettishly and wanted to mix wine for him.

He smiled slightly, with a slight smile on his gentle face, which made the girls look red.

Liu Ze took a sip from the wine cup, and then said softly, "Are you all from Hengzhou?"

"Returning to your lord, we are all from Hengzhou."

Liu Ze said slowly: "It's not very easy now."

The girls looked left and right, and finally the leader squeezed out an ugly smile, "My lord is joking, Mr. Liu has a good governance, how can there be such a saying that life can't go on?"

Liu Ze snorted, looked at her with raised eyebrows, and then smiled warmly: "Then the banditry here is also fake?"

The girls choked, faltering and unable to speak.

The governor at the side was still earnestly toasting Yin Huai, "Because of His Majesty's sudden visit, I may not have prepared well, please forgive me."

Yin Huai was about to take it when he heard a gentle and gentle voice, "I'll drink it for Your Majesty."

Yin Huai was taken aback.

Liu Ze met his gaze, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, and he said in a calm manner: "Your Majesty, he is just recovering from a serious illness, so it's better to drink less."

"Yes, yes, then I will toast Mr. Liu." The state guard laughed, and hurriedly toasted him.

Yin Huai saw that he and Liu Ze were talking passionately, but most of the time he was talking to himself alone.

There was a shallow smile on Liu Ze's face, gentle and gentle, as if he was listening to everything, but also as if he didn't listen to anything, only occasionally inserted a few words just right, without letting others notice his absent-mindedness at all .

He suddenly found that he had been able to figure out Liu Ze's emotions without knowing it, although most of them couldn't figure it out.

"Liu Aiqing." Yin Huai called him, "When I just entered the city, I saw that there were quite a few people guarding the city to investigate. What's the matter? Are you afraid of being run in by someone?"

Master Liu's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and his eyeballs rolled straight, "This...Your Majesty, you don't know that the border is not peaceful these days, and the officials are afraid that Beirong spies will sneak in, so they strictly guard the city gate. .”

When Yin Huai heard this, he asked curiously, "Really? Those victims of the disaster who were stopped at the gate of the city were also spies?"

Mr. Liu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "...as the saying goes, it is better to kill by mistake than to let go. If some Beirong spies enter the city, the consequences will be unimaginable. The lower officials are only thinking about Yin."

Yin Huai nodded, "It makes sense, if that's the case, then kill them all."

"....."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Ze raised his eyes to look at him, and his eyes moved slightly.

Even Chong Cang was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't realize what Yin Huai said.

Master Liu looked embarrassed, "This..."

"It's not easy?" Yin Huai pretended to be impatient and said in a cold voice: "Then you still don't let the person in, just procrastinate on such a big matter, until the national teachers come to find me."

Because visiting in a micro-clothes and being sympathetic to the victims, it didn't seem like something he could do, so Yin Huai moved Shi Jiji out, pretending that he was forced to come to Hengzhou because of his request.

Anyway, Shi Jiji is not here now.

Seeing Master Liu opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, Yin Huai completely lowered his face, and said in a sinister tone: "Don't let me say it a second time."

Mr. Liu was frightened and hurriedly said: "Your official will definitely do it."

Seeing him pissing off and leaving, Yin Huai felt complacent not long ago, then met Liu Ze's gaze, seeing him looking at him with a half-smile, so he immediately turned cold, and just wanted to raise his glass for a sip.

He was stopped by Liu Ze, he pressed Yin Huai's hand calmly, and said with a slight smile: "The horses are exhausted, Your Majesty should rest earlier."

Yin Huai thought so too, and when he gets up tomorrow, he has to see if the governor has followed his orders, so he bid farewell to Liu Ze, took Chong Cang with him, and went back to the arranged residence to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, Yin Huai took Chong Cang to the east of the city to see if the porridge shop for relief victims was set up. He was accompanied by Shi Jiji. It was said that the gate of the city had been opened, and a large number of victims had poured in. They were all gathered at this moment In the east of the city.

There was a fortune-telling stall at the corner of the street, but the owner of the stall was absent for some reason.

Thinking of his uncertain future, Yin Huai stopped in front of the stall, and the owner of the wonton stew stall next door came over rubbing his hands with oily hands, smiling all over his face: "Young master, do you have a fortune teller?"

Yin Huai was very polite, "Yes, I'll just wait here for the fortune teller to come back."

The stall owner grinned with yellow teeth, "I am."

Yin Huai: "..."

It took a long time before he said with difficulty: "...Then let me smoke one."

He randomly drew a stick, flipped it over, and saw that the word "big murder" was engraved on the wooden stick, his expression turned pale, and he threw the wooden stick on the table, "It doesn't count, come again."

The old man quickly stopped, "Hey, no, once you smoke, you can't smoke again, it doesn't count."

Yin Huai snorted coldly, "I count as I say."

The old man looked puzzled, and his eyes fell on Chong Cang who was expressionless behind him who was about to draw his sword, and he couldn't help shivering, "...then let's do it."

Yin Huaixi smiled, and drew another card, flipped through it, and found that it was very fierce again, so he immediately threw it away to draw the next one, and after four or five consecutive draws, he finally won a lucky one.

Satisfied, he stuffed the autograph into his sleeve robe, "I'm lucky today."

Chong Cang also nodded.

Turning back, Yin Huai saw Shi Jiji staring at him again. He didn't know when it started, but he was too quiet, so he didn't notice it.

Shi Wuji's face was calm and indifferent, his whole body was covered by a snow-white robe, his silver-white hair was entangled in it, his eyes were light in color, without the slightest emotion fluctuation, when he stared at people, he would make people think it was a stone statue.

Yin Huai looked at it and suddenly his heart moved. He remembered that Shi Jiji seemed to be good at divination of astrology. He didn't need a real boss here, so why did he go to Ye Luzi.

But when he asked him to make a calculation for himself, he felt that it was a bit straightforward. After thinking about it for a while, he finally decided to lay the groundwork first.

If he gave Shi Jiji the lottery in his hand, he should give himself a reply due to emotion and reason.

As the emperor himself, it is impossible for him not to have such a wink.

The abacus was calculated very delicately, and there would be no loss in exchange for the hexagram of the national teacher with a wild lot.

So he rolled his eyes with a smile, and stretched out his hand to Shi Jiji, "I'll give you this lottery, take it away, I drew it specially for you."

In his eyes, he is a condescending reward, but in the eyes of others, it is another scene.

Seeing this, Chong Cang's eyes darkened, but he quickly lowered his head to hide the strange color in his eyes.

Shi Wuji slightly lowered his eyes, his light pupils were momentarily confused.

He stared at Yin Huai for a moment, then his eyes slowly moved down and landed on the lottery in his hand.

It has always been someone who worships the gods and asks the Buddha, hoping that he will divination and fortune-telling for him, and no one has ever asked for a lottery for him.

"Would you like it?" Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Yin Huai felt a little ashamed and coughed dryly.

Shi Jiji raised his eyes, landed on his face, and finally reached out to catch it.

"Thank you, Lord."

His voice is very soft and light, if you don't listen carefully, you won't notice the nuances of tone.

When we arrived at the place where the disaster relief food was distributed, there were indeed huge crowds of people. As soon as Yin Huai stood still, he and the people around him were dispersed by the crowd.

Finally squeezed out of the crowd, he dodged into a secluded alley, leaned against the wall to take a few breaths, and just about to straighten up after recovering, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and then Then he lost consciousness.

At the last moment when consciousness disappeared, a few strange voices rang in my ears

By the time he regained consciousness, it was unknown how long it had been.

The thing covering the top of his head was lifted, Yin Huai only felt his eyes were slightly stinging, the bright light was a bit harsh and uncomfortable, he just wanted to open his eyes when he was blindfolded again.

"It's better not to let him see the face."

"Brother, what's the matter, he won't get out alive."

The person known as the eldest brother said: "As long as they meet our requirements, they must not kill the people sent by the above as a last resort."

Yin Huai was confused by what he heard. There are many people standing around him, all looking at him. The leader is a tall young man with an ordinary appearance. He was born Zhou Zheng. Added a bit of fierceness.

He stared at Yin Huai's face without speaking.

In the end, it was the people around him who spoke first, "Is this the imperial envoy sent from above? He looks too tender."

Yin Huai looked at them, quickly thinking about how to escape, and finally decided to be a hero who knows the current affairs.

"...Brothers, I'm from the Zhou family's caravan. I entered Hengzhou City to start a small business. I managed to make some connections and climbed up to the governor of the state. In the end, you..."

After Yin Huai finished speaking, he lowered his head timidly, not daring to look at them.

"Is it wrong to catch it?" The person next to him also murmured.

Yin Huai secretly cheered in his heart, yes that's right, keep talking.

As a result, the leader next to him shook his head, "It's not wrong."

Another person also chimed in, "That's right, Zheng Er saw him coming out of the dog official's mansion, and the dog official nodded and bowed to him."

Yin Huai: "..."

"I'll take him out later."

After finishing speaking, the man with the scar in the head should have gone out, and the rest of the people started chattering again.

"Then what should we do with the dog leg sent by the dog emperor? Kill him or lock him up."

"Lock it up first, and deal with it after the fourth young master comes back."

"Okay, when the fourth young master comes back, we will give him a surprise."

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