The villain is ruthless

Chapter 232 The Stunning Oiran ([-])

The bustard didn't expect Jiang Zhu to be so eloquent, and he felt that he couldn't find more oil and water.

Of course, 5 taels is already a big profit.

Thinking of Mr. Mi's background, the bustard still trembled a little, after thinking for a moment, he agreed to Jiang Zhu's request.

After accepting 5 taels of silver and signing a written contract to give Jiang Zhu the freedom of Mr. Mi for one year, he took Jiang Zhu to the second floor to find someone.

Mr. Mi has not picked up any guests these few days.

Whenever the bustard wanted to force him to list because of the money, Mr. Mi would coldly refuse, saying that he had already found his benefactor. If the bustard forced him, when his benefactor came, Luoshenlou would not use it. opened.

The bustard didn't agree to his request at first, and wanted to drug him and put the benefactor in, but he saw through it, and even almost lost his life.

The bustard was a little scared.

This Mr. Mi is not the beauty he found from a foreign land, but on the way to a foreign land, he found Mr. Mi who was seriously injured and unconscious.

He packaged Mr. Mi as an exotic beauty, and in order to control him, he gave him a heart-biting poison. If Mr. Mi wants to survive, he must listen to him, otherwise he will die from the poison and will not die well.

"You still have an unforgettable love for him." Mr. Mi said succinctly.

Jiang Zhu: "..." I really don't want to take the blame for this, thank you.

Mr. Mi took a deep look at her, "I heard from your sister-in-law that you have someone you like."

"Come here." He said to Jiang Zhu.

Mr. Mi said casually: "She has revealed many tricks, if you want to defeat her, there are many ways."

Seeing Mr. Mi's appearance, Jiang Zhu didn't hide anything, and told him the general situation of Feng Lingguo.

Jiang Zhu: "..." What else could she say?

The bustard brought Jiang Zhu to the door and left impatiently.

Jiang Zhu walked over a few steps, and Mr. Mi picked up the teapot on the table and poured her a glass of water, "Tell me about Feng Lingguo."

"What poem did she write?"

Mr. Mi naturally didn't know this poem, but it didn't prevent Jiang Zhu from telling him.

Mr. Mi glanced at her indifferently, as if her arrival was within his expectation.

I don't know who Master Mi was before.

When he thought of the poisonous hair, the slightly crazy Mr. Mi regretted it in his heart. He knew that he would rather go to a foreign land to buy some beauties than take this hot potato.

Jiang Zhu: "..." She didn't want to either.

"Tell me about your sister-in-law, and let me see how many stupid things you have done these years, and how much you have suffered under her hands."

Jiang Zhu: "..."

No wonder he was called Mr. Mi, she thought that the bustard deliberately gave him the word "Mi" as his stage name.

But seeing Mr. Mi's indifferent expression, she couldn't tell.

"You mean that she can speak since she was half a year old, started to compose poems at the age of three, and has been a talented woman of Fengling Kingdom for decades?"

"Then what should I do?"

Jiang Zhu: "...Yes."

"I lost my memory." Seemingly seeing Jiang Zhu's doubts, Mr. Mi said calmly, "I was in the building when I woke up."

Mr. Mi: "So, you are also a fool."

"I..." Jiang Zhu really wanted to say that she didn't like that little white flower of Mr. Ruyu, she was not interested.

Jiang Zhu nodded.

"The past is something I will never forget," she drank half a glass of water, pretending to be in vain and said, "Young Master Ruyu is the No. ..."

"Then...do you still remember where you came from and what your name is?"

Jiang Zhu sent someone to the bookstore to buy Wen Shu's collection of poems. They were either five-character quatrains or seven-character quatrains, as well as regulated poems and Song Ci.

That poem was written by a famous Song Dynasty general. The whole poem tells the hatred of the family and the country, and the heart of a child who longs to serve the country.

"She is not only an absurd woman, she also has many secrets."

Mr. Mi glanced at her quietly, "You too?"

"I went back and checked my account book, and found that 5 taels is not a big deal."

"Insanely stupid." Jiang Zhu spoke very early, and Mr. Mi parted his thin lips lightly, sarcastically without hesitation.

Jiang Zhu raised his eyebrows inwardly. Was this Mr. Mi really found by the bustard from a foreign land?Don't know anything about Feng Lingguo?

He told the story of the original owner being crushed by Wen Shu these years in a simple and clear manner. Mr. Mi frowned from the beginning, and then showed a thoughtful expression.

Jiang Zhu was stunned. The bustard was looking for someone from a foreign land, so he wanted to make him lose his memory?

"Mi..." The man frowned, and a hint of impatience flashed in his narrow eyes, "there is a word for Mi."

"This was written by her when she was 12 years old?" Young Master Mi pointed to a poem called "Manjianghong" and asked inexplicably.

Such radical and indignant emotions should not come from the hands of a noble lady. How did she come to such an experience and such unwillingness and ambition?

Jiang Zhu walked to the door and knocked lightly. There was a very low sound of footsteps coming from inside, and the door opened immediately.

After Mr. Mi finished listening, the expression on his face became more and more thoughtful, "What other poems does she have?"

He took the contract, looked at the terms on it, and returned the contract to Jiang Zhu in a blink of an eye, "If you keep your word, I will naturally keep my word."

From Mr. Mi's point of view, she has someone she likes, and she came here to take care of him. Isn't this a scumbag?

"The women here are not easy to get along with. If you don't want to be bullied, don't conflict with them."

Jiang Zhu naturally shook his head, "I am naturally different from them."

The day before yesterday, Mr. Mi refused to pick up the guests, and the reason why he took the bustard hostage but did not kill him was because of the poison.

After reading it, Mr. Mi put down the collection of poems casually, and said unhurriedly: "You can't write something like this when you are more than ten years old."

Jiang Zhu: "..." Wen Shu is always on the way to dig a hole for her.

Jiang Zhu: "...Her first poem was Chanting the Goose."

"You still like Mr. Ruyu?"

"It's very simple." Mr. Mi looked up at her and waved at her, "Come here."

"This... this..." Jiang Zhu didn't know where to start, so he could only tell about the stupid things the original owner did and the fact that Wen Shu accepted Mr. Ruyu.

Seeing the pale man in black, Jiang Zhu stepped into the room, closed the door casually, and showed him the written contract in his arms.

Jiang Zhu: "..." I didn't expect to find a military advisor who was not fooled by the halo of the heroine?

He walked to the chair by the window and sat down, with a particularly unhealthy color on the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Zhu stood up, leaned on the table with his hands and approached him, all eyes were on Mr. Mi's handsome face.

Mr. Mi's eyes are extremely beautiful black, not the kind of dull black, but clear with many cold stars hidden.

Jiang Zhu moved closer to him and touched his facial features clearly, only then could he feel that perfect, breathtaking beauty.

Like a rose blooming on the blade under the frost, it seems harmless, but there are threatening dangers everywhere.

(End of this chapter)