Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 691 Dancing Princess vs Admiral Dongchang 56

"I respect the old and love the young. He is quite old and is still worrying about investigating the case. I really can't bear it, so I can only send him two witnesses. As for whether he uses them or not, that's none of my business. …”

Quan Jiu acted as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

With the system in place, it is not easy to locate two people from Xiliang.

Shen Lang did not ask her how a princess who had lived in a deep palace for a long time could meet people from Xiliang. Thinking that she was deliberately trying to help him, a soft color flashed in the man's dark eyes.

After Shen San listened, he felt more and more that Quan Jiu was unfathomable. Things seemed simple, but when he thought about it carefully, they were all difficult problems, such as——

How to find the Xiliang secret agents? Even if they are found, how to convince them to cooperate with the plan? How to hand them over to Prime Minister He naturally without arousing suspicion of Prime Minister He?

Prime Minister He is not stupid. He is already troubled. Suddenly there are two more people from Xiliang, so he will naturally wonder if someone has ulterior motives.

The most important thing is that she figured out Prime Minister He's thoughts and was sure that he would take risks and use Xiliang people to testify.

"Doctor Shen, what was the black object you used that day to kill the assassin? I have traveled all over the country for so many years, but I have never heard of such a lethal weapon."

Shen San hesitated for less than half a second and decisively decided to hug his thigh.

Quan Jiu: "Sniper. Gun."

Shen San thought about it carefully and determined that he had never heard of this thing:

"This has never been heard of by my subordinates."

Quan Jiu smiled and said nothing: "If you are curious, I can teach you."

Shen San's eyes lit up: "Really?"

We are all hot-blooded men, who wouldn’t like such an awesome weapon?!

Quan Jiu taught Shen San a lesson that day.

Touching his sore arm, Shen San had a complicated expression: "Doctor Shen, aren't your hands sore?"

The recoil of this weapon was too great. Even if he exercised all year round, he still felt muscle soreness after an afternoon of training.

Quan Jiu carried a long black sniper on his back and walked back: "I don't feel it."

Shen San looked at her with more complicated eyes.

Is there anything else that she doesn't know how to do?

………

The next day when Quan went to court for wine, Shen Lang stood up and straightened her collar.

"Don't be nervous."

Quan Jiu was dressed in official uniform and looked majestic and upright: "Don't worry, he won't target me."

The reason why she handed over the memorial in Shen Lang's name was because Shen Lang had real power, and it would not be surprising to investigate Prime Minister He's conspiracy.

Secondly, once the memorial passed through her hands, Chu Tuo would definitely doubt whether she had peeked at the contents. If she had, wouldn't it be a joke for him to protect Prime Minister He?

Shen Lang had a faint smile in his eyes: "Come back soon."

He never thought that there was someone who could stand in front of him and be worthy of his 100% trust.

Quan Jiu looked into his narrow black eyes and couldn't help laughing:

"Alang is so virtuous."

She looks like a little daughter-in-law sending her husband off to work.

The corner of Shen Lang's mouth curled up slightly: "I'm ill in bed, so that's all I can do."

Quan Jiu glanced at Shi Chen outside the window: "It's time to go. You can recuperate at home. I want to eat spicy fish head for lunch today."

"good."

………

Quanjiu's estimate is completely accurate.

Chu Tuo struggled all night last night. Should he make the mistake and take the opportunity to beat Wu Feihu, or should he respect the facts and let He Xiang reflect on it?

He struggled all night and finally made a decision when it was getting light.

"This is the memorial that Shen Lang handed in yesterday. He Xiang, do you have anything to say?"

Chu Tuo's face was livid, and he threw the memorial directly at Prime Minister He's feet in front of the public.

Prime Minister He frowned, feeling his anger, but didn't know where it came from, until he opened the fold...

A chill came from the soles of his feet and went straight to the Tianling Cap. Prime Minister He looked at the documents that clearly recorded his transactions with the Xiliang people, and finally realized that he had been tricked.

He knelt on his knees, his body stooped: "Your Majesty, these documents are all fake."

Chu Tuo stared at him coldly: "A falsifier is now accusing others of falsification?"

Prime Minister He's eyes were scarlet: "I have been wronged, old minister! I have never seen this document at all, please ask your Majesty to take a closer look."

Quan Jiu picked up the transaction documents on the ground, glanced at them twice, and then coolly touched the knife:

"Xiang He, everyone in the Meng Kingdom knows that your handwriting is so good that no one can imitate it. This transaction document is indeed your own handwriting."

Prime Minister He was stunned. He also wanted to know why this forger could imitate his handwriting so well?

Chu Tuo knew this very well, so he never doubted the authenticity of the transaction documents:

"Now that things have happened, what else do you have to say?"

Prime Minister He's eyes were scarlet red and his hands were clenched into fists.

He clearly remembered that he had never written this thing, so the transaction document must be fake. He wanted to defend himself, but Chu Tuo was determined not to trust him.

Quan Jiu's lips curled up slightly. After yesterday's bribery of witnesses and collusion with the Xiliang people, Chu Tuo's trust in Prime Minister He was shaky, so even if today's transaction document was false, she had to tell it to be true.

………

No one expected that the assassination on Shenlang Street would end with Prime Minister He being temporarily suspended from office.

When He Miaomiao heard about this, he rushed to Chu Tuo's palace in a hurry, with tears in his charming eyes.

"Your Majesty, my father is loyal and has assisted you in your ascension to the throne. There is no merit but hard work. For the sake of past kindness, please spare him this time..."

She thought she was begging for mercy, but she didn't know that these words completely added fuel to the fire and hit Chu Tuo's pain point.

"According to you, I can only sit in this position because of him?"

Chu Tuo hated it the most when others took this point into account, and his face was even colder than before.

He Miaomiao's expression suddenly changed, and she hurriedly changed her words:

"I don't mean this, I mean..."

"Then what do you mean?"

Chu Tuo looked at the crying woman kneeling in front of him, feeling more upset than ever.

It’s okay to lose your temper over trivial matters, but you can’t handle big matters clearly. Are their feelings the same as those of the He family?!

He Miaomiao noticed the change in his attitude and her heart sank. This was not the first time she saw this look in Chu Tuo's eyes, but the last time he targeted Meng Changxi...

Such an association made her feel chills in her heart for no reason.

Because he was so shocked, He Miaomiao even forgot to follow Chu Tuo when he left.

………

"Love you."

Chu Tuo felt depressed in his heart, and after much thought, he came to the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart.

Quan Jiu pretended not to know, holding the medicine bag in his hand: "Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell?"

Chu Tuo walked to the table and sat down:

"I feel uncomfortable."

Quan Jiu: “…”

I think you are mentally unwell.

She pondered for a moment: "Is it because of the He family's affairs?"

"I still love you and understand me."

He has no use for me.

(End of chapter)