I Am Stupid, Who Do I Fear?

Zhong Yehan said to Simon Dehao behind him: "Is there a better teahouse here? We can sit in the teahouse and we might hear some news."

Simon Dehao looked at Zhong Yehan with embarrassment: "Sir, let's go to the Cangzhou Yamen! It's not very safe here." Simon Dehao also vaguely felt wrong, did the three princes do something wrong, or else Why did the people in Cangzhou avoid talking as soon as they mentioned him!

Zhong Yehan waved his hand: "No hurry, first find a tea house, you see, there is a house over there." Following the direction of Zhong Yehan's finger, there really was a tea house, which was also a two-story building, and the facade was quite large, far away There are quite a lot of guests, and it seems to be full of guests.

Zhong Yehan accelerated his pace: "Go, go, let's take a rest there."

Zhong Yehan, regardless of whether Simon Dehao promised or not, went straight to the teahouse. Zhong Yehan went into the teahouse and walked upstairs by himself. He sat down in a window position, and Xiao Er immediately brought hot tea: "Two guests, do you want to order cakes?"

Zhong Yehan nodded: "Yes, you can order it casually, we will try it early."

"Good!" Dian Xiaoer promised to enter.

The teahouse is talking about storytelling. Storytelling is a very popular entertainment project in ancient China. In that cold weapon era, people rely on the iron mouth of the storyteller to create heroes.

At this time, there were a few young people at the next table. They shouted to hear Bao Zheng's case: "Hey! Storyteller, how do you keep talking about this? We like listening to Bao Zheng's drama. Let's talk about the Zheng Mei case today! "

Several people echoed: "That is, what do you say about the use of these cornices? Have you seen Flying Man, or is it useful for our people?"

The storyteller was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a robe. He saw everyone like to listen to Bao Zhengxi, so he said: "Okay! Then I will say a paragraph, Bao Zheng's raccoon cat changes prince!"

Zhong Yehan coughed lightly and asked the young people, "Why are you young, why do you like to hear the story of the case, isn't the martial arts good?"

The young man shook his head: "Old gentleman, what our people lack is not the heroes who go to the wall and eaves. Those heroes are all in the books. Where are the heroes? What we lack in Cangzhou is Bao Qingtian ! "

Zhong Yehan picked up the tea cup and walked over, then sat down at their table: "Do you mind if you sit here?"

"Of course, whatever you want!"

Zhong Yehan took a sip of tea: "The old decay is a past merchant. I heard that Cangzhou is not very flat, can this be the case?"

A young man in his twenties said, "No, I advise you to sleep for a long time, otherwise you don't know how to die."

"Is it so horrible?"

"Of course, every night here, every house is closed, all doors are closed, and the streets are still quiet. If you don't believe it, you can see and see tonight."

"Ah! It's so serious! Does Fuya not care?"

"Why the fart! Duan Wenliang, the governor of Cangzhou, will also break a few affair cases, and the unclear ones, and the new prince, are even more confused ..."

An older man next to him hurriedly stopped him: "You are dead, what nonsense!"

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Zhong Yehan immediately understood that the son I sent didn't seem to be able to say: "Oh, this little brother, can you tell me how the prince decided the case? I heard that he gave the headless case broken!"

The young man was scared by the middle-aged man just now, and quickly shook his head: "I don't know about this, you should ask others!"

Zhong Yehan understood at first hearing that this guy is afraid of getting into trouble! Discussing a prince in private is a big crime, not to mention vilifying a prince! Zhong Yehan took a sip of tea and was about to leave. Suddenly, a thin, middle-aged man came across from him. He smiled at Zhong Yehan, "Is the official coming from a foreign land?"

Zhong Yehan nodded: "Yeah, old age is a small business, passing by here, what is your opinion?"

The thin man glanced at Zhong Yehan: "Don't dare to see the teaching, I just want to know, why is the old gentleman so interested in the prince?"

Zhong Yehan was stunned for a while, and said to him what he wanted to do, is he a man in the government?

"The old decay is just a merchant, and occasionally writes something. If there is something devoted to the current prince, then the old decay is just a way of writing. Write the deeds of the prince into the old decay article. In the future, if any storyteller is interested, it is better to promote it.

The thin man looked at Zhong Yehan up and down, and suddenly his face changed: "Write something, return to the merchant, I think you are a man, come here! Grab this old guy!" Several bureaucrats dressed in livery rushed over, and they stared at Zhong Yehan.

Simon Dehao, who was sitting beside him, was furious. He slapped the table: "Bold, who are you, how can you catch people in the light of day?"

The thin man pointed to those bureaucracies: "Can't you see this yet? We are from the Cangzhou Mansion. You privately argue that the prince is a great sin. Take me away!"

Simon Dehao shouted, "Who dares! You know who he is ..."

Zhong Yehan didn't wait for Simon Dehao to finish his speech, and waved his hand: "Okay! I'll go with you when I'm old, I won't believe it. With just a few words, you can condemn me!"

Simon Dehao understood it when he heard it. The emperor wanted to test Duan Wenliang, the governor of Cangzhou: "Okay! Then go old!"

The two guards behind Zhong Yehan also leaned over. At this time, as long as Zhong Yehan or Simon Dehao ordered them, they would beat these bureaucrats.

However, these two old men were quiet, meaning that they would not get into the tiger's lair. The master did not speak, and they dared not make good claims. They had to watch the development of the situation with their eyes shut.

Zhong Yehan stood up: "Okay, okay, okay, old age, I don't believe it. There is something unreasonable in Dayou."

When the thin man waved his hand, a few bureaucrats would take someone. Zhong Yehan waved his hand: "Without trouble, the old will walk away!"

Whichever one of those bureaucrats managed to bind Zhong Yehan at once. Simon Dehao was shocked: "You dares, dare, dare ..."

"What, you dare to say that we are minions, tied!" With the thin man's order, those servants immediately **** Simon Dehao. Simon Dehao looked directly at Zhong Yehan, and said to the emperor, you should show your identity, otherwise you will be in a prison, maybe you will suffer a loss, then regret and forget.

However, Zhong Yehan didn't care at all. He walked out of the tea house calmly and calmly. Those who drank tea watched timidly one by one, daring not to say a word, for fear of getting into trouble.

Desolate in the heart of Zhong Yehan, this Cangzhou prefecture governed the place like this, it really should be killed!

Who is that thin man, and why is he so good! In fact, he is no one else. He is Wu Hongwei, the nephew of Duan Wenliang, the governor of Cangzhou. This kid has nothing to do with a group of bureaucrats to arrest people, especially those who dare to talk about the three princes. It must be said that Wu Hongwei and his uncle are both raccoon dogs. In order to please the prince, he tried his best to flatter. They not only fought the prince not only in words but also in actions.