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Chapter 88, words can be misinterpreted

Everyone shut up, including Mrs. Xiao Xuan, who almost never passed by her brain when encountering things, also looked thoughtful.

Mrs. Chengpingbo looked at them with a brow and picked up the tea bowl: "I will call you if there is a chamber of commerce. Now I have left. I have done nothing wrong, and I don't need comfort, and I will not accept other people's nonsense. How could I be afraid of suing a lawsuit?"

The brilliant record of the lawsuit for more than 40 days was her confidence in saying this, and it also made the people present without any doubt.

Mrs. Chen was the first to stand up, bowed deeply, and was moved: "Thank you for your advice. I understand better after hearing what you said."

Stand straight, her soft tone was filled with sighs: "Yes, I did nothing wrong, why are you afraid of others saying it?"

When she said this, she looked at Mrs. Nangong, who was also immersed in Mrs. Chengpingbo's words. Her head was very unsightly in the fight for the wind. When she suddenly realized the sudden enlightenment, are you demonstrating to me? Mrs. Chen and Xiaotao have already said goodbye and went out one after another.

Everyone had to say goodbye, and there was no reason to force him to stay. Mrs. Jiang looked up at Mrs. Chengpingbo several times, and then turned sideways to see her again. Later, she walked out of the door and sighed and said to herself: "I didn't say such words, they are so powerful."

She is not referring to words, but to people.

You can just say a big talk, and only by a strong heart can you ignore other people's criticism and live your own life in peace.

Sometimes it is difficult not to be influenced by others. King Liang Ren of Jin has not done it yet. It is common for King Lu to lead him by the nose.

Mrs. Jiang walked towards her carriage disheartened, planning to go home and read the book well, and also integrated a few words of her, which made a stunning success.

Behind her, Mrs. Nangong walked over, and she regained the arrogance in her eyebrows and eyes. Without Mrs. Bo's invisible suppression, her voice also turned sharper: "Old Jiang, I want me to say that Mrs. Bo's words make sense,"

"I know." Mrs. Jiang had a stern face. Do you deserve to understand?

"So, stop complaining to Your Highness and saying that we are talking bad about you behind your back. What about you? You have to be someone who goes into your left ear and out of your right ear. Do you know? A talented woman." Mrs. Nangong smiled happily.

Mrs. Jiang sneered: "I just said that, it turns out that you are the one who understands it." She got into the carriage and despised her in the carriage, knowing that you don't understand, so you can understand it.

Mrs. Nangong continued to be proud in the carriage. She was outgoing and Mrs. Jiang spoke femininely. Often, she shouted more than a dozen words, but she could not resist Mrs. Jiang's implicit sarcasm. Now that Mrs. Bo said this, she would ask her to shut up in the future. You did nothing wrong, don't bend over or bend over. As long as you say, even if you bend over, who will let you listen?

Mrs. Xiao Xuan realized it later in her carriage: "Mom, I don't want to care, but how can I not listen to others' words about me? I'm so angry that I can't do it, what should I do? I'll be laughed at by Nangong and by Lao Jiang."

After a moment, she was dissatisfied and said to the girl in the same car: "Go out of the palace of the carriage. Let's go to the slut in Beijing. Mrs. Bo is Mrs. Bo. She understands it. Mrs. Dazai should understand it. The ready-made words can be suppressed. If she dares to say something, she is a fool."

I chewed Mrs. Chengpingbo’s original words a few more times. The taste should be the same as the ox chewed peonies. It would be a pity that I can’t taste anything but waste it: “Those who do bad things are proud, and those who are insulted are shameful. Yes, I want to be the one who is proud, and let the bitch of the Dazai family be the one who is shameful.”

As she said, the groom parked the carriage at the corner of the street outside the gate of the King of Jin's mansion. Mrs. Xiaoxuan waited wholeheartedly for Mrs. Mao Taizai to come out, letting her know that Mrs. Bo had this sentence and learn it and apply it herself.

Mrs. Chen and Xiaotao returned home. They had nothing to do during the day and had nothing to do. The topic today was to go to Chengping Bo Mansion. The two of them praised Mrs. Chengping Bo with relish and repeatedly said that they would not be afraid of others in the future.

This person doesn't go out much, doesn't show off or cause trouble. Even if someone says she doesn't hear a few words all year round, she is just guilty after losing her holidays. When she hears a sentence, she can remember it for a year. The knot in her heart does not open so quickly. Growing up is a process, but she feels better. What they say the most is "whether you did something wrong."

In such a dynasty, losing one's fortune is a big mistake in the eyes of some people, but Mrs. Chen re-estimates that when she returns to the matchmaker on the same street to help, she will still be willing, and she must live.

"Mrs. Bo said that she wanted to send Bo Ye up the mountain, but she didn't go with me. I have to bury him, too."

Later, Xiaotao was found, and her heart was all over Xiaotao.

Xiaotao smiled and said, "I think my wife is right, that's it."

Mrs. Chengpingbo is also proud at home now. She feels that she is very likely to save Mrs. Qian and Mrs. Cao who are taking the wrong path. Whether they marry a good man seriously or live alone with a romantic relationship, it is a good thing.

Well, let me talk to them next time. Mrs. Bo said this to herself and suddenly felt that she had great responsibility.

Cha Xiang came over with a look of flowers and interrupted her complacentness. As she said herself, Madam Chengpingbo took the girls to do their jobs and choose good looks. Everyone lowered their heads to do it. A group of people sometimes talked, sometimes silent, but they were not lonely.

.....

A faint candlelight was lit in the dim room, and the light was concentrated behind the table, highlighting the majesty of the interrogator.

The three tables lined up in a row, and the one in the middle had a candle. Ding Wu, on the far left, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling that he could appreciate the majesty of King Jin wholeheartedly.

King Jin was not here, but he was the presidency of his other official, but the King Jin must know that Ding Wuquan, a veteran in the officialdom, regretted it.

He should not believe Zhang Huiqing's words. He said that King Liang Ren of Jin was a soft bag and would be taken down by King Lu sooner or later. King Lu's ambitions expanded year by year. Zhang Huiqing vaguely implied Ding Wuquan to show his favor to King Lu and leave a way out for himself.

Now, let alone the future, there is no way out. Since leaving Chengping Bo Mansion, Censor Ding was invited directly to the yamen. There was no sumptuous banquet or treat it unfairly. In a few days, Censor Ding accompanied the officials to interrogate Wen Tingyu and others every day, and did not think about showing good deeds to King Lu. If Wen Tingyu and others confessed, Censor Ding's famous general signed the official documents, and he was almost the same as King Lu.

Wen Tingyu gritted his teeth again, and asked no questions. He was worried that he would make another mistake in carrying things from the chicken. He drank with Lin Peng the night before and then slept with the same bed. He rushed to the chicken slaughtering site early in the morning and wanted to check again. When the King of Jin was waiting there, he was the last one to be taken down.

He didn't admit that he knew the same group of people who were taken. Among these people were the friends he brought to Nanxing, the people from the Prince of Lu's Mansion, named Zhang Wang and Wang Sheng. Wen Tingyu said that he had walked there by chance and didn't even know in advance that it was Lin Peng's Tibetan chicken warehouse.

There was no punishment, so Wen Tingyu mistakenly thought that King Lu was the highest priority among King Jin. As long as he didn't speak, King Liang Ren of Jin was just a person who knew in his heart and dared not touch King Lu.

It was another time when the officials could not be tried. Ding Wuquan said again: "Haha, there is still no result. Why not change the place and find clues. Please come to the King of Jin, please leave, the emperor, I can leave."

The three officials sat down, Ding Wuquan was on the left, one on the middle and one on the right. When they walked out, Ding Wuquan was on the middle, one on the left and one on the right.

Two officials from Nanxing laughed: "The case has not been tried yet, and the Censor has left. What should we do?"

"It's better to stay for a few more days or a few more days, maybe there will be a breakthrough next time."

After a while, less than a hundred steps away, Ding Wuquan came back again in the temporary guest room in the yamen. After closing the door, he had a gloomy face. When will the day of house arrest be over?

The inspectors of this dynasty have great power and great roles, but their force is not strong. Sometimes they do the job of a constable, but they are not a constable's opponent. Ding Wuquan is unable to escape from the inner city of Nanxing King City to the outer city under layers of supervision, and then escape from Nanxing from the outer city. The King of Jin did not let him go, so he had to keep it, and there was no way.

The other two officials who interrogated him were sent back to Ding Wuquan and came to meet King Jin. The inn has been Liang Ren's home recently. The officials were quite secretive when they came to see him. They changed into casual clothes and looked like passers-by, leisurely walking into the inn.

"Your Highness, I still have no advice." The two officials looked anxious at all.

Liang Ren was not surprised: "Mr. Feng and Mr. Wu, according to the days, the people from the Lu Palace will only arrive in the past few days. They have to wait until they make some moves before they can find a breakthrough."

What does it matter if the late breakthrough is that the hundreds of kilograms of salt, copper and iron brought by Wen Tingyu have already entered the warehouse. His Highness the King of Jin accepted it with a smile.

Nanxing Chambers of Commerce were frequently released in various sizes, which was much more than when Lao Hong was there. Although there were regulations on terms, it was much more relaxed. King Liang Ren of Jin had long tasted the benefits brought by merchants. This time, these hundreds of kilograms of salt, copper and iron were introduced to Nanxing. Wen Tingyu used the method of breaking the whole into pieces, and then delivered it directly to Liang Ren.

Liang Ren smiled: "The people from the Lu Palace are afraid that they will come in as merchants. If they dare to come to see me under the banner of King Lu, I will really admire the uncle of King Lu."

Lord Feng and Lord Wu laughed: "This is smuggling. No matter how high the ambition of His Highness, His Highness of Lu, is not as high as the national law, and he dare not come publicly."

"Then let's catch the turtle in the jar as originally decided, and let Censor Ding finish this good show." Liang Ren smiled.

The censors want to surrender to the Censors, and the King of Lu wants to win over the Censors? Let’s see if it is a great national law or an illusory future.

Lord Feng twisted his beard: "Your Highness, do you want to let Censor Ding go?"

There are many ways to let people go. They let them go. They are robbed back in Nanxing territory. They are let go. They are robbed back outside Nanxing territory. They are also really let go.

Lord Wu also worried: "It would be fine if Ding Wuquan is not on the same path as us, but the hateful thing is that he is not impartial in law enforcement. If he is let go, His Highness will add a rival to the capital."

Liang Ren listened, covering up his expression. Whenever he wanted to let go, he would always think of it as a brainstorm. Ding Wuquan was fine. Cai Qian's words made sense. He was an old fried dough stick who could see the direction of the wind. He saw that the direction of the wind was wrong and he worked very hard in interrogation. However, Wen Tingyu and others obviously recognized him, and Ding Yushi would not work no matter how hard he worked.

What Liang Ren didn't want to think of was another person or three people, Zhang Huiqing and a family he brought, and a censor Yang.

As long as you get the evidence of King Lu, he may not dare to do anything. All kinds of evidence show that Zhang Huiqing followed King Lu wholeheartedly. King Lu will be in trouble for one day.

Lord Feng and Lord Wu were discussing that Liang Ren had not said a word and not everything could be discussed. Except for the people who were in charge, the Nanxing officialdom did not know that Zhang Huiqing was also in the hands of His Highness. How to deal with him, Liang Ren could only be the leader of the family.

Oh, and Cai Qian also has to work hard.

Sometimes Liang Ren would relax for a while, but he would ask Cai Qian a few questions from time to time.

No matter how enthusiastic Mr. Feng and Mr. Wu spoke, Liang Ren was the last one. Seeing that the two of them stopped talking, Liang Ren gently knocked on the table and said calmly: "I'll just wait until you get the evidence of King Lu and send it to Ding Wuquan. It's not too late to decide if he says it."

"It's all that. Although I don't like Ding Wuquan's character, it's possible if he repents."

Lord Feng and Lord Wu said this, and the two of them said goodbye.

Chang'an came in with them and started to laugh at himself with a puff. Liang Ren was amused: "What's wrong?"

"Xuan Jin stopped Mrs. Mao Taizai's car and was scolding on the street."

Liang Ren also made a puff, and then shone with his eyes: "What are Mrs. Mao doing when she left the house?"

A few days ago, she recruited Ren Jing, who was dismissed from the school. The next day, she sent a letter to the King of Chu in Donglin. Liang Ren knew that she was recruiting lobbyists. The more she was disturbed, the more it meant that they would not spend the winter in Nanxing. Mrs. Mao Taizai returned to Beijing and was not the next month. Liang Ren ignored her and went to find someone.

But Liang Ren has to know where she went.

Chang'an smiled and replied: "She hasn't left the house, so she doesn't know where she is going."

Liang Ren laughed again. With Mrs. Xiao Xuan's "ability", she would not give up if she did not scold Mrs. Mao Taizai and returned to the royal palace.

This is also good. Mrs. Mao Taizai thinks she is a good dish, but Mrs. Xiao Xuan thinks she is a good dish that vents anger. "Cause and effect." Liang Ren said gloating.

Outside the door of the King of Jin's Mansion, Mrs. Mao Taizai and the officials he brought were unable to be opponents of the shrew. Mrs. Xiao Xuan, the person who was so proud of her, had her sleeves higher, and she wished she could alarm Mrs. Nangong and Mrs. Jiang to show them their majesty.

Among the onlookers who were attracted by the abuse, Wei Linxing stared at Mrs. Mao Taizai and his party who were looking back like a fleeing, and said intimately that the people from the capital were the best candidates to use, but Wen Tingyu chose Chengping Bo Mansion. This old man was not a loss for his defeat, but it was useless to delay the major affairs of His Highness King Lu.

He casually asked passersby: "It's lively and beautiful, but this is outside the palace. Which female family is this? He scolded him so boldly. Who escaped in?"

Most of the people who watch the fun here are funners. When asked, they introduced Mrs. Xiao Xuan and Mrs. Mao Taizai from Beijing. Wei Linxing asked him what the palace maids he sent were all in identities, but passers-by could not answer.
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