After their minds were read, the entire court trembled with fear.

Chapter 193 is over. I ran into an acquaintance while dressed as a woman.



Chapter 193 is over. I ran into an acquaintance while dressed as a woman.

"Fortune telling?"

Shen Zhiyi put down her things, looked up, and was slightly taken aback when she saw the two people standing there through the veil of her hat.

[Good heavens! Isn't that the prince from Goguryeo? And the one who just spoke was the translator.]

Her expression immediately turned strange, and she quickly lowered her head again.

The Goguryeo prince spoke in broken Chinese, the only language he knew.

"So you're a young woman. I'd like to have my fortune told by you."

"What kind of?"

The Goguryeo prince sighed softly.

"Let's calculate your fortune."

[System, this guy's probably crazy.]

【Host, just make one up.】

He can't tell fortunes, so who knows what the other person's luck is like?

Shen Zhiyi kept a blank face, pretended for a while, and said, "You had a smooth life in the early days, but after your mother passed away, everything went wrong."

The Goguryeo prince's dim eyes seemed to see light again, and the girl stopped calling out.

"Master, you're absolutely right!"

[It seems this Goguryeo prince wants to know if he can go back, but how would I know?]

"Master, to be honest, you can tell from my accent that I am not a native of Daye."

Shen Zhiyi nodded.

The advisor beside the Goguryeo prince wanted to stop him.

The Goguryeo prince angrily moved the person to the carriage, and when he returned, he continued.

“I come from Goguryeo, which is not very far away. I was framed by my father’s current queen, which caused my country to become a vassal state, and I have fallen into this situation.”

【You've really misunderstood. Your childhood sweetheart did it all for you, but unfortunately, he just happened to run into the old emperor's line of fire.】

"So, Master, I would like to ask if I have the opportunity to go back. There is a saying in Daye that goes, 'Make a comeback.'"

After a moment of silence, Shen Zhiyi said, "Sometimes, timing is very important. When the time is right, you can go back; when the time is not right, there is no need to worry."

"Master, I understand!"

[System, I think I have the potential to be a fortune teller. That's a great statement.]

The Goguryeo prince bowed reverently to Shen Zhiyi before preparing to leave.

Turning around, I saw a funeral procession dressed in all white.

Curious, he asked Shen Zhiyi, "Master, I've seen similar groups many times on my way to Daye. What are they doing?"

Shen Zhiyi said with a mischievous smile, "Oh, is it a happy occasion?"

The Goguryeo prince nodded thoughtfully: "So this is for a wedding. I think it's better than what I have back home."

Shen Zhiyi was stunned.

[System, is this guy planning to take this back to Goguryeo?]

Many years later, the prince who returned to Goguryeo actually brought this custom back to his country, and it has been passed down ever since.

Shen Zhiyi had no idea how much influence her casual joke had.

All she wanted to do at that moment was eat; her stomach was growling loudly.

"Alright, I've finished calculating for you. I'm going to eat now. Goodbye."

Fearing that someone else might come, Shen Zhiyi took her bundle and went to Dabaolou.

I chose a window seat on the second floor.

Every dish here is ridiculously expensive; only the wealthy dare to step into this restaurant.

Shen Zhiyi wasn't rich, so she only ordered one dish.

[As expected of a grand restaurant, they offer so many complimentary side dishes; ordering just one dish wouldn't be a problem at all.]

Unexpectedly, Da Bao Lou served her a lot of dishes.

Shen Zhiyi grabbed a waiter.

"I only ordered one dish!"

"I don't have the money to pay for the extra, you can take it back."

The waiter pointed behind Shen Zhiyi.

"It was that young master who asked us to put it on this table."

Shen Zhiyi turned her head, her pupils shrinking slightly.

[What the hell? That stingy bastard!]

The newly appointed Minister of Personnel was accustomed to this title and gladly accepted it.

He sat directly opposite Shen Zhiyi, looked at Shen Zhiyi dressed in women's clothing, and said jokingly, "Shen Lang, do you have the same fetish as Imperial Censor Jiang?"

Shen Zhiyi, covering her face, tilted her head and thought.

[Imperial Censor Jiang? Oh, the one who likes to wear women's clothing.]

"cough."

Shen Zhiyi nodded and said, "Yes, yes, what a coincidence."

"Don't worry, Shen Lang, I won't tell anyone that you wore women's clothes today. But to be honest, you really do look like a girl when you dress up as a woman."

Shen Zhiyi was drenched in sweat.

She closed her eyes in despair and forced herself to say, "Twins, you know? When I was little, I often pretended to be my sister to fool my mother."

"I see. It seems that having brothers and sisters is indeed a lot of fun, unlike me, who is all alone."

[System, there's something odd about this stingy guy's way of talking.]

[Wrong, it's just an illusion.]

"Does Shen Lang know who owns this brothel?"

"I do not know."

[Who is it? Let me see. It's the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. Good heavens, this old man is usually so low-key, but he's been quietly making a fortune. I must find some time to count how much silver is in his secret stash.]

Shen Zhiyi recalled the menu she had just seen. A plate of stir-fried cabbage cost one tael of silver. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were eating cabbage made of gold.

She looked down at the huge table of food again, wondering how much money it must have cost.

"Give me back my son's life! Give me back my son's life!"

A commotion arose at the entrance of the restaurant downstairs.

For Shen Zhiyi, who loves to watch the fun, her head stood up as if it had antennae, and she turned around, her eyes staring straight downstairs.

A woman was sitting on the ground in despair, crying out, "Dabaolou killed my son! Everyone, please be the judge!"

Shen Zhiyi stood up excitedly and leaned against the window to try to see more clearly.

The newly appointed Minister of Personnel looked at the table full of dishes, but he, who always loved food, didn't touch a single bite.

Upon hearing the commotion, the manager of Dabaolou quickly came out.

"Go away, go away quickly, don't come to my Da Bao Lou to do extortion."

“You heartless bastards, your Dabaolou restaurant killed my son, and now you’re going to bully a widow like me.”

"Hey, ma'am, we've already explained things to you. It's your son's health problem, and it has nothing to do with Da Bao Lou. Hurry up and leave, or we'll report you to the authorities."

Everyone has their own version of events.

Shen Zhiyi turned on the surveillance footage and began searching through the recent surveillance footage of Dabaolou.

[It turned out that a month ago, this old woman's son had saved up a lot of money to bring his mother over for a big meal, only to have her die right before her eyes.]

[Then they started reporting it to the authorities, but that was definitely useless.]

Shen Zhiyi sighed slightly. Firstly, the owner behind Dabaolou was the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, which was a very high-ranking official. Secondly, Dabaolou paid a lot of taxes every year, so the local government would definitely protect it.

Let me see what caused this old woman's son's death.


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