Wishful Things

Xu Mingyi asked: "This Lord Shangshu, Ji Xiu, is from the same clan as Lord Yin Jidong Ji of the Beijing Yafu?"

The question might seem strange, but she was really curious.

Ji Xiu and Ji Dong sound like a family.

Wu Chao was startled when he heard that.

"I've never heard of it—"

As he spoke, he looked at the guy standing by.

The man who had never seen his son talk so much cleared his throat, and said with a smile: "These two Mr. Ji are not related within five generations, and their ancestral home is also different."

Xu Mingyi nodded.

She just asked casually out of curiosity.

The buddy who was familiar with the relationship between the people who can be named in Beijing smiled and added: "Master Yin Ji of the Beijing Yafu came from a poor family, and the strongest connection in this capital is the relationship with your father back then. Classmates."

Wu Chao took another look at him.

To answer the question, I just answer the question honestly, and in addition to say such redundant words, is it to look funny enough?

As soon as the boy muttered something in his heart, the girl in front of him laughed lightly.

Wu Chao looked at her silently.

Is Miss Xu so supportive? He didn't think it was funny.

"That puts my mind at ease."

Xu Mingyi breathed a sigh of relief: "Master Ji and my father have always been on good terms, if he really came from the same family as Ji Shangshu, I would be a little embarrassed to let Ji Shangshu be the scapegoat."

It's not because of sympathy, she's a more practical person, but she's just afraid that the Xia family won't be able to move Ji Xiu, and she will be angry with Master Ji.

Since the two have nothing to do with each other, she can carry out the plan with peace of mind.

Wu Chao gave a "hmm" and said, "Leave this matter to me. The people under me are better at such things, and they won't leave any traces to make the Xia family suspicious."

Xu Ming pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"Then I will trouble Mr. Wu."

Seeing that she didn't refuse like before, Wu Chao felt inexplicably in a good mood.

"It's just a little effort."

Xu Mingyi didn't think it was just a matter of doing it with little effort.

It's not easy to say thank you over and over again, but she will remember when Wu Chao helped her.

At this time, a man in black went up to the second floor.

"Young Master, Miss Xu, there is news from Qingyang Temple."

Xiao Qi approached and saluted.

Wu Chao's good mood immediately faded by half.

Isn't Xiao Wu watching at Qingyang Temple? Since there is already news, why don't you come back to deliver the letter in person?

Is it reasonable to make Xiaoqi run errands back and forth for everything?

For the sake of fairness, Wu Chao decided to find an opportunity to teach Xiao Wu the rules of life and work.

But right now it's business.

"Why did Mrs. Lu go to the Taoist temple?"

Xiao Qi immediately told what Xiao Wu said.

But when talking about the specific use of that sorcery, he glanced at Xu Mingyi hesitantly.

This involved too much horror, he was afraid of frightening Miss Xu.

Wu Chao, who instantly understood his subordinate's mind, frowned.

Although there is nothing wrong with being considerate of a girl's family, when does a hidden guard need to be so considerate?

"It's okay, just talk." Xu Mingyi said.

She is not afraid of these evil things.

After all, if you really talk about evil, look at the people and things in Daqing, I am afraid that no one can compare with her.

Only then did Xiao Qi continue to talk: "The technique of exhaustion is used to suppress the dead. It is said that the soul of the dead can be locked in the puppet soaked in the blood of the dead, and cannot be reincarnated."

Xu Mingyi's face darkened a little.

Leaving aside whether these sorcerers really have this purpose, the vicious intentions and practices of the other party alone are outrageous.

Seeing the right hand of the girl in front of him subconsciously fumbled twice on the table, and then suddenly clenched into a fist, Wu Chao was stunned for a moment.

As a martial arts practitioner since childhood, some people are used to knowing it at a glance - and Miss Xu's subconscious action just now seemed to be looking for a knife.

Wu Chao didn't think there was anything wrong with Miss Xu's brutal and bloody thoughts, but there was a voice in his head saying: It seems that the matter of making Xia Han pay for his life must be done as soon as possible.

"About Xia Han's matter, I have an idea."

Xu Mingyi looked at him: "Mr. Wu, please tell me."

Since he decided to intervene in this matter at the beginning, he had the idea of ​​letting Xia Han pay for his life, but now as he knows more about this beast, this idea becomes stronger.

"The power of the Xia family is here. If you want to punish Xia Han, the evidence alone may not be enough. Someone needs to break the situation where the Xia family covers the sky with one hand and can easily cover up all evil deeds—"

"Young Master Wu means..." Xu Mingyi moved his eyes, and said, "Use your strength?"

Wu Chao was right, the root cause of the difficulty of this matter was not whether there was enough evidence, but the power of the Xia family.

"That's right." Wu Chao said, "Yesterday after the morning court, the emperor summoned Xia Tingzhen alone, and had a long secret talk in the imperial study—what does Miss Xu think this is about?"

Xu Mingyi guessed: "Nine times out of ten, it's Xia Han's affair. This matter has caused such a sensation, and the people are endlessly discussing it. It is impossible for the emperor to turn a blind eye."

No matter how much the emperor uses Xia Tingzhen, what His Majesty has always valued most is his virtuous name.

Thinking of this, before Wu Chao could speak again, Xu Mingyi asked, "Young Master Wu, you mean to use the palace to put pressure on the Xia family?"

Wu Chao nodded.

Miss Xu has always been very smart.

"The best and easiest way to get the palace to really pay attention to this matter is to make this matter a big mess and let the public opinion out of the Xia family's control. And Xu Su's matter may be an opportunity."

Xu Ming nodded thoughtfully.

Seeing that she seemed to be thinking about something important, Wu Chao was not in a hurry to speak out, fearing to interrupt her thoughts, he just picked up the teacup and started eating.

The man quickly added a pot of hot tea.

Today, the young master talks a lot, and thirst is inevitable.

After replacing the tea, the buddy and Xiao Qi retreated together.

"Mr. Wu, I thought of a better opportunity." After hesitating again and again, Xu Mingyi finally opened his mouth.

If Xu Su's matter is uncovered, it can certainly cause a sensation in the capital, but the evidence at present is not clear yet.

And how to uncover it is still a problem.

And if we can lead Xu Su's matter to another matter that is about to happen, there may be unexpected effects——

"What kind of opportunity?" Wu Chao asked.

It never occurred to him for a moment that there was any other better way.

The next moment, the girl with mysterious eyes folded her hands and forearms on the table in front of her, leaning slightly in his direction.

She grasped the measure and never got too close, but following her subtle movements, there was still a faint trace of a very faint fragrance entering the boy's nostrils.

This fragrance is like the cold fragrance of plum blossoms on the branches in winter, and also like the cool wind in March in Yangchun—the wind itself has no fragrance, but it combines the breath of revival of all things in spring.

And this wisp of light fragrance seemed to have some invisible and weird power, which made Wu Chao almost suffocate for a while.

... What kind of incense did Miss Xu smoke?

Thanks to McDull Ai Xiaodu, Ping Qinghan, Yanzhihu 1, He Lai Lanyu and other book friends for their rewards.

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