Zeng Guangxi stood outside the government office, from dawn to dusk approaching, the uneasiness in his heart rose little by little, and the smile on his face disappeared little by little.

The sunset of dusk was behind him, projecting his shadow in front of him, pulling the elder elder.

The guards of the government office changed two shifts, and the sky finally turned completely dark. He couldn't help but lifted up his robe and walked forward, raised his hands, and asked carefully: "Xiaosheng Zeng Yuanhui, this is a polite person."

"Zeng Yuanhui" guards hesitated for a moment.

Another person smiled and said, "Hey, it's a scholar!"

"Scholar," the guard muttered and asked, "Scholar, stood outside the door for a while, but something happened."

Zeng Yuanhui nodded kindly, without seeing the madness and arrogance of the past, and said, "Yes, today, a friend of mine was persecuted by a traitor and accidentally injured another person. He came to the yamen to surrender, but there was no news again. Someone was anxious and wanted to ask what was going on."

The guard hesitated for a moment and asked, "That friend of the scholar is the beautiful boss of Fuhualou, Miss Fu."

Zeng Guangxi nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, right."

The two guards looked at each other and whispered: "Good husband, come back, Miss Fu can't come out."

"I can't get out." Zeng Guangxi looked at them in surprise, his eyebrows tightly twisted together, like a knot of hemp rope.

"What the hell is going on?"

The two guards looked at each other again, but they refused to say anything more. The secretive appearance made Zeng Guangxi even more restless. A strong premonition told him that something happened to Diewu.

In desperation, Zeng Guangxi took off his purse and handed it to the guard, begging: "Okay."

The guard frowned slightly, pushed him back, and said, "Please go back, please."

Zeng Guangxi was completely panicked without even taking the money. Without thinking, he was about to break into it. How could the guards let it go and stop it immediately?

"Honey, let's go back. It seems that you have good fortune and we are not moving. Don't force us!"

"Let me in! There must be something wrong with this matter. I want to meet the Lord of the Mansion to express my gratitude!"

The government office was in a mess for a while. The peddler carrying a load was not far away for some reason. Hei Tian was so angry that he didn't go home. He also had a hat on his head. He pressed the hat to block most of his face, but only his lips raised a sarcastic smile and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "Damn the stupid official." Then, he carried the burden to the city gate.

Zeng Guangxi was beaten out, with a large piece of blue on his face, like a lonely soul without a master, walking on the street in dismay. At some point, a light was cast on the ground in front of him. When he looked out his eyes, he realized that he was already standing outside the gate of Fuhua Tower.

"Young Master Zeng, where is Miss Fu?" Li Shizhen came forward. When he approached, he saw Zeng Guangxi's face was covered in wounds and his clothes were torn to pieces. He quickly helped him: "What's wrong? Go upstairs, I'll apply medicine for you."

Zeng Guangxi didn't say a word, and followed him upstairs, feeling in a mess. He didn't know where to start, and was both sad and anxious, and he was in control. That was the moment.

Seeing his appearance, Li Shizhen didn't dare to ask too much, but just silently treated him. Suddenly, Zeng Guangxi stood up and asked, "Prince Wang, Brother Li Xian, have you seen Prince Wang and his group?"

Li Shizhen shook his head slightly and said, "I saw a few of his servants in the store."

Zeng Guangxi knew that Wang Lucao and the others had an extraordinary identity. If there was anyone who could save Diewu, he could only ask them, but at this time, the three of them disappeared.

He walked out the door in two steps, and then pushed the door around the corner. Liu Shu and others did not expect that someone would enter without asking and looked at the door.

Zeng Guangxi walked into the door and asked, "How many, Prince Wang and the others?"

Liu Shu looked at him up and down and asked, "What happened?"

Zeng Guangxi's face was painful and nodded.

Liu Shu pulled the stool for him and said, "Young Master first explain the reason for the matter. Then we will find the young masters to find solutions. The more anxious people are, the more likely they are to make mistakes. If you want to solve the problem, you need to be calm."

This sounds really annoying, but it is a very truth. Yu Mo said: "At a glance, you will know that it is an urgent matter. Can you still say such things."

Liu Shu smiled innocently and said, "This is what my young master said."

Wei Wufei agreed and smiled, saying, "My young master is right."

In the bamboo garden, the atmosphere was abnormally solemn.

Wang Lucao, Jiang Liuyu and Chen Kang sat together.

After calming for a while, Wang Lucao said, "Three, your speculation may not be true. If I say that my uncle has malicious intentions towards you and me, I will never believe it."

Jiang Liuyu said, "If this is true, we are just sheep entering the tiger's mouth now, haha, haha." He laughed dryly, felt bored, and shut up.

Chen Kang said: "It's all speculations. Who said it is accurate? Three days later, it will be the poetry meeting recommended by Uncle Wang for us. Let's prepare for the poetry meeting."

This guy is very light and speculated that the person who comes to save is also the evil one. The person who is now in trouble is in a state of peace and aura.

Wang Lu was a little frustrated and said, "That's all, let's forget about the affairs of Prajna Temple. You really believe it's a bandit who did evil."

Chen Kang smiled slightly and said, "I don't believe how the government can make such a judgment. You and I are not officials, so I can still refute it."

Something is wrong.

Wang Lucao didn't believe anything, and he didn't believe a word about what Chen Kang said.

Of course, Chen Kang didn't think so, but Wang Bolun is Wang Lucao's biological uncle, and his blood is thicker than water. How should he rely on his own side to make Wang Lucao convinced?

Only by waiting for the day of the poetry meeting will the truth be revealed.

He believed that in the royal palace, in the Fengyang palace, they were absolutely safe, and that the day they left the city to attend the poetry meeting was the best time to go to the mobile phone meeting.

If he was unfortunately guessed correctly, Wang Lucao would be convinced. If they distinguished themselves from each other, they would naturally have a solution to it. He really didn't have to spend a lot of time and argued with Wang Lucao.

Jiang Liuyi looked at the expressions on the two of them, felt uncomfortable all over, frowned slightly, and said, "Let's rest."

Wang Lucao snorted coldly and said, "The third brother said that you should prepare for the poetry meeting, so you can't be more motivated." After that, he stood up and left with his sleeves.

Jiang Liuqi couldn't help laughing and said, "What's wrong with him?"

Chen Kang smiled and said, "I don't know. It's said that women's hearts are under the sea. Big brother's thoughts are much harder than women."

"Go away, a young boy, knows what men and women are."

Chen Kang smiled and said, "I am young but I don't understand. This ancient saying goes well. There is a golden house in the book and a beautiful woman in the book."

Jiang Liuyu spat and said, "You know what's wrong."

Chen Kang smiled and said, "If you don't understand the body, you will understand it in your heart."

"Go." Silently mocked.
Chapter completed!