Playing bad and eating melons: The whole court is laughing? No, no

Chapter 147 Death

After Jiang Yueyang returned home, he picked up a pen and wrote a letter in pinyin and asked someone to deliver it to "Caiyunfang" to Ye Wuhen.

"Caiyunfang" is the base of "Xuesha Pavilion" in the capital, an ordinary dyeing workshop.

His Majesty asked her to buy potatoes and sweet potatoes as soon as possible, and she needed someone to help cover for her.

Ye Wuhen is the best candidate.

The system asked: [Host, if you don't want others to know what's written above, why don't you choose the more cryptic English?]

【I’m afraid Ye Wuhen won’t understand.】

【I am a college student.】

Jiang Yueyang paused, then said with a slightly guilty look: [What's wrong with college students? Do college students necessarily understand English?]

[His English is 6...] The system suddenly realized something, [Oh! I see, the host can't write English now.]

【If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb. 】

The system shut its mouth obediently, but after a while it couldn't help but play an English song for Jiang Yueyang.

"A, B, C, D, E, F, G...H, I, J, K. L, M..."

Before the English song was finished, there was a snap and the system was locked in a small dark room.

He didn't even have time to say his last words.

At this time, on the other side, in the private room of Qingfeng Tower.

Gu Lan propped up his chin and looked at the blue sky outside the window, and it was obvious that he was in a bad mood.

Bai Ze sat opposite him, quietly waiting for him to speak.

The middleman Lu Yunting poured himself a cup of tea as if no one was around. While sipping the tea, he wondered what she was doing at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Lan withdrew his gaze and looked at Bai Ze in front of him, saying lightly: "You are someone who can keep your composure."

If it were someone else, after being left out for so long, they would have become impatient or taken the initiative to ask.

Bai Ze picked up the teapot and poured tea for Gu Lan. "I don't have many advantages, but I have enough patience."

"I will ask you three questions. If you can answer them to my satisfaction, I will agree to treat your ladyship."

"Excuse me, doctor."

"First question, you knew I wanted the Seven Star Flower that Miss Jiang had, so why didn't you try to find it for me?"

Bai Ze answered without hesitation: "Mrs. Xiao Jiang is a soft-hearted girl. If I ask, she will definitely give it to me. But I can't pretend to be ignorant and take advantage of her."

"You can buy it with money or exchange it for something."

"How much does the Divine Doctor think I should pay for it? And what can I exchange for the Seven Star Flower?"

Gu Lan didn't answer, and then asked: "Second question, if I want you to be my medicine man, are you willing?"

"Okay!" Bai Ze answered straightforwardly.

"Third question, if I tell you that you must divorce your wife after she gives birth to a child, would you be willing?"

"I don't want to."

Gu Lan picked up the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp. "Alright, go away. I won't treat your wife."

Bai Ze was stunned, and finally left without asking anything.

As soon as he left, Lu Yunting asked, "What are you dissatisfied with his answer?"

"He's not satisfied with anything." Gu Lan explained, "As for the first question, he gave up without even trying, which shows he doesn't absolutely have to have a child.

The second problem is that the person making the medicine is in danger of his own life. It is foolish for him to disregard his own danger for the sake of an unborn child.

The third question is, I asked him to divorce his wife, but I didn't say that he couldn't marry her back. That's really stupid."

Lu Yunting: “…”

Lu Yunting shook his head and finally asked, "Are you sure it's incurable?"

"No cure."

"Okay, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Lu Yunting stood up and walked out.

Gu Lan stood up and asked, "Where are you going? Are you going to look for Miss Jiang? Take me with you."

"No."

Gu Lan immediately turned around and walked back, "Goodbye."

Before Lu Yunting left the private room, he said, "Gu Lan, according to your logic. You said you wouldn't treat your wife, but you didn't say you wouldn't treat Madam Bai, right?"

Gu Lan was silent.

***

Caiyunfang.

Ye Shang, the leader of the Blood Evil Pavilion, stared at Ye Wuhen with sharp eyes, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

Ye Wuhen imitated the original owner and put on a cold face, not afraid at all.

Recently, he recalled some of the original owner's memories.

It was unexpectedly discovered that although the original owner's father was cruel, he was particularly fond of his son.

Therefore, Ye Wuhen felt that as long as he insisted that he was the original owner, Ye Shang would not kill him.

Ye Shang didn't see anything wrong with him, so he asked, "I heard from them that you have changed a lot recently."

"I've changed?" Ye Wuhen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Ah... yes, I suddenly want to be a good person recently."

"Good guy?"

Ye Wuhen smiled and said, "Don't you think it's interesting? A madman who kills without blinking an eye, and a good man that everyone likes, in the end they are the same person."

Ye Shang: Who said he has changed? Isn't he still as crazy as before?

At this time, a subordinate walked in from outside the door.

He said tremblingly, "Pavilion Master, Young Pavilion Master, someone just delivered a letter, saying it's for Young Pavilion Master."

Ye Shang reached out to take it, but Ye Wuhen said coldly, "Father, that's a letter for me."

"I can't watch?"

"cannot!"

Ye Shang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ye Wuhen. After a while, he slowly withdrew his hand.

Ye Wuhen took the envelope, but did not open it immediately. Instead, he looked at Ye Shang and said with a smile, "Father, I hope you will not interfere in the affairs of the Blood Demon Pavilion in the future.

Also, while I'm doing good, the Blood Demon Pavilion cannot accept missions to assassinate good people."

Ye Shang was silent for a while, and finally stood up and said, "As long as you don't lose your life, I'll let you do whatever you want."

After he said this, he turned and left.

Ye Wuhen breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that his life was saved for the time being.

Then he opened the envelope.

As soon as he saw the Chinese pinyin on it, he knew that the letter was from Jiang Yueyang.

Looking at the above content, he has a preliminary plan for his future life.

He definitely couldn't do the job of a killer; he didn't want to go to jail or lose his head.

"Someone is coming."

After a while, a subordinate walked in.

Ye Wuhen said with a cold face: "Pass the order, if anyone speaks nonsense in front of my father again, don't blame me for being rude."

"Yes, Young Pavilion Master."

***

In the blink of an eye, a day passed.

When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Yueyang was already standing in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The Imperial Astronomical Observatory has already calculated the date. General Zhang will lead his troops to attack Chishui tomorrow.

The Minister of Agriculture said that they had already planted all the potatoes and sweet potato seedlings that Jiang Yueyang had given them earlier.

Emperor Yuan asked the Minister of Agriculture to keep good planting records and report to him at any time on the growth of potatoes and sweet potatoes.

If you encounter any problems that cannot be solved, go to Jiang Yueyang.

What could Jiang Yueyang do? She could only step out of the line and respond with a forced smile, "Yes!"

After saying this, she couldn't help but scold Emperor Yuan to the system, "Your Majesty, all you do every day is enslave me. You're even more annoying than that mother-in-law who tortures her daughter-in-law."

Emperor Yuan: You still have the nerve to criticize me? All you do is take advantage of me and eat melons!

The system, which had just emerged from the small dark room this morning, cautiously asked, "Does the host want to listen to some gossip?"