Li Huaien didn't think so much. When she heard that it was fake, she suddenly felt relieved, "It's fake, that's good, that's good."

This thing is too important to Yuuji. If it is really burned under his guard, he really doesn't know how to face Yuuji's brothers.

"Master, don't know what's going on there?"

Li Huaien, who breathed a sigh of relief, then remembered to ask about the situation in the yard there. He asked hesitantly: "I seemed to hear Hu Zhensheng want to kill Zheng Anmin before. Is he okay?"

"fine."

Mo Zizai looked at the statue of the god that had been burned almost, and silently considered what to find to replace this thing tomorrow for Yuzhishi to eat. When he heard Li Huaien's question, he replied casually: "Hu Zhensheng betrayed. He said that Zheng Anmin's white clothes looked ugly, and then the two started fighting."

"Have Hu Zhensheng really betrayed Yuzhiji?"

Although he had long speculated about Hu Zhensheng's betrayal, he couldn't help but sigh when he heard Li Huaien. However, when he heard Hu Zhensheng say that Zheng Anmin's white clothes looked ugly, he subconsciously said: "He actually dares to say that Zheng Anmin's white clothes looked ugly, so Zheng Anmin won't beat him to death."

"Um?"

Hearing Li Huaien's words, Mo Zizai, who was distracted, suddenly became energetic, "Do you know what Zheng Anmin's white clothes are like? Hurry up, tell me."

Mo Zizai was particularly curious about why Zheng Anmin was so persistent about white clothes when he was watching the game. However, it was a bit embarrassing to ask the person involved, so he resisted not asking.

Hearing that Li Huaien seemed to know something about the inside story, he couldn't help it and immediately asked.

"This...this..."

Looking at Mo Zizai who was curious, Li Huaien was a little embarrassed. He said hesitantly: "It's not good to talk about other people's private affairs behind the scenes..."

"What is a private matter? This is a public matter."

Mo Zizai said with a striking remark: "He is so obvious, he will definitely be targeted in the future. In order to prevent him from being exploited, as the master of the Ministry, I need to know the inside story of this matter."

Hearing Mo Zizai say this, Li Huaien knew that he was determined to know, so he looked around carefully. When he saw that all the Yuzhiwei were far enough, he said in a low voice:

"At the beginning, Zheng Anmin met a priest, and the two had a good relationship. It is said that the priest liked the most was Zheng Anmin wearing a white robe, saying that he was very elegant and elegant."

"A gentleman?"

Mo Zizai showed such an expression, which made such persistent thing probably because of feelings. Now it seems that it is no exception. Moreover, it is a matter between a court official and a brothel prostitute, which is even more interesting.

Of course, the Qing Gongren is the kind who sells his skills but not his body, otherwise he would not be called a Qing Gongren.

However, this did not hinder Mo Zizai's gossip at all. He asked enthusiastically: "What's next?"

"Later." Li Huaien didn't know why Mo Zizai was so curious, so he scratched his head and said, "Later, the innocent man got married."

After Li Huaien finished speaking, Mo Zizai waited for a long time but didn't wait for his next sentence. The expression on his face froze, "No more?"

"Yes." Li Huaien nodded and asked strangely: "That Qing Gong is married, what else can I have?"

“…”

"I am asking about details, details!"

Mo Zizai was a little crazy, so how could he tell a story like this? If you dared to write online articles like this in your previous life, you would be beaten to death. "How did that Qing Gongren and Zheng Anmin meet? What happened to them? Why didn't Zheng Anmin marry that Qing Gongren, and why did that Qing Gongren get married?"

"I don't know this."

Li Huaien was a little confused, "I knew he had only worn white clothes since then, and who would be anxious if he said his white clothes were ugly?"

"Get out of here, I'll get upset when I see you."

Mo Zizai felt powerless. He waved his hand in vain and said, "By the way, when do you think Yuzhiji is not suitable for you? I can recommend you to go to the palace to do things."

"Go to the palace to do things?"

Li Huaien didn't know why Mo Zizai suddenly said this, and subconsciously asked: "Are you a Yulin Army?"

"No, I'm a eunuch."

Mo Zizai looked at him with resentment, "I think you are very suitable to be a eunuch."

"Too...eunuch?"

Li Huaien's face turned pale. He subconsciously covered his waist and stood up, "No...no, Master of the Sect."

"I think Ouji is very suitable for me, so I don't need to...I don't need to go to the palace."

Just kidding, although he had one waist thorn, it wasn't completely broken, let alone, even if he had one waist thorn, wouldn't he still have another waist? Why would he not be able to go to the big net?

Looking at Li Huaien who ran away while covering her waist, Mo Zizai grinned. In his previous life, others called him eunuchs. Now he finally had the chance to say to others once. Don’t say it, it’s really relieved.

After scaring Li Huaien away, Mo Zizai stood there for a while and waited for a while. When the statue was burning out, Zhou Qi handled everything and rushed over.

"Prince, the hearts of the inner self of Yuuji should be a little turbulent now."

After Zhou Qi came over, he looked down on Mo Zizai and said: "Look, do you want to gather them together and say something to comfort me?"

"Well... it's good."

Mo Zizai nodded and agreed. Although he did not intend to be in charge of the affairs as the chief of the department, it was necessary to show up occasionally, so that Yuzhiwei could know who they were loyal to.

Moreover, Mo Zizai also wanted to check out Yuzhiwei. He wanted to see what his future team would look like.

...

After all this evening, Yu Naoji has only more than 1,800 people left. These people have been summoned by Zhou Qi and stood neatly outside the yard.

"The military style is strict, and the Yuzhishi has the spirit of elite force."

Qiu Wuping, who rarely spoke on his own initiative tonight, saw the neatly arranged Yu Naoji and couldn't help but speak out and exclaim.

Yu Naoji, who had more than 1,800 people, stood there silently. Not only was there no one talking, but there was not even a trace of strange noise. This kind of terrible execution ability was rarely seen by Qiu Wuping.

“It’s really amazing.”

Mo Zizai nodded, quite acknowledging Qiu Wuping's statement. In this era, he didn't care much about military style. Generally, those who can be banned are already elites.

There are very few people like Yuuji. In Mo Zizai's opinion, this has even given him a hint of the style of a modern soldier in his previous life.

In front of the Yuzhiwei, there was a newly built wooden platform, with several torches and braziers lit on it, illuminating the wooden platform like daytime.
Chapter completed!