I'm the villain in the book

Cui'er's face was slightly red, and her voice was even lower: "I think the mung bean cake is quite delicious, so I thought I'd buy some more when I have time."

"Hahaha, that's how it is."

Wei Changtian laughed and said, "It's just that the shop is a bit far away. If you can wait, I'll bring you a few more boxes when I come back."

"Ah, how, how can I trouble you!"

Cui Er hurriedly waved her hand: "I'll go by myself!"

"It's okay, I'm on my way anyway."

Wei Changtian winked at the courtyard: "Besides, don't you still have to take care of Brother He? What if there is no one to take care of him when he gets up?"

"This"

Maybe because she felt that what Wei Changtian said was quite reasonable, Tweet hesitated for a while and then did not refuse.

She untied the small purse at her waist, carefully shook out a piece of silver and handed it to Wei Changtian, blushing and shyly saying:

"Then, that's troublesome sir."

"Okay, I will deliver the mung bean cake before nightfall."

Wei Changtian accepted Suiyin with a smile, and after making a promise, he turned around and left.

But just before taking a step, he looked back at a certain closed door in the courtyard, and suddenly said to Tweety:

"Remember to tell Brother He when he wakes up."

"No matter what happens outside today, don't go out, just study at home with peace of mind."

"..."

Blinking blankly, Tweety obviously didn't understand why Wei Changtian said such a sentence suddenly.

After a long while, she came back to her senses and wanted to ask, but the latter had already gone away.

"strangeness."

Muttering something in a low voice, Tweety picked up the broom leaning against the wall again and was about to continue sweeping the floor, but when she turned around, she saw that the door of the side room had opened at some point, and He Jing was standing by the door looking over here.

"Son, you're up, I'm going to boil water for you to wash your face."

Trotting all the way to He Jing's side, Tweety was ready to enter the house while talking.

But He Jing suddenly asked:

"What did brother Wei just tell you?"

"Ah, Mr. Wei just said."

Tweety was taken aback for a moment, and quickly repeated the conversation between the two just now.

Perhaps it was because she thought that asking Wei Changtian to buy pastries was "not big or small", she kept her head down when she spoke, and didn't notice He Jing's gradually becoming complicated expression.

Until the latter's slightly difficult voice rang in his ears.

"Brother Wei said not to go out today?"

"Yes."

Raising her head, Tweety finally sensed something was wrong with He Jing, she couldn't help but wondered:

"Sir, what's wrong?"

".nothing."

He Jing took a deep breath, did not explain anything, but ordered in a deep voice:

"Go and lock the door."

"Huh? My lord, we are serious"

"Don't go soon!"

"Ah! Yes, yes!"

It was rare to hear He Jing speak so loudly, Cui'er was taken aback and hurried to lock the door.

As for He Jing, he stood there watching, and the poem came to mind again.

In the old days, Lu Jingtang's front swallow.

Dagan and the Jing family, is this really the end of it?

Who is Brother Wei?

Also, why did he help himself?

Chapter 950

"Master! Please come inside!"

"Well, find a private seat."

"Okay! One person in the private seat! Master, what kind of tea do you drink?"

"Yuqian Longjing, just make a few more pastries."

"Come on! A pot of Longjing tea before Yuqian! A plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, water chestnut cake, and pea yellow cake!"

"..."

In a teahouse not far from the Meridian Gate, the clerk walked out of a small partition facing the street with a long tail, while Wei Changtian sat down with his clothes folded, and looked up at the scene on the street.

The so-called "private seat" is just a "semi-open" seat separated by a screen, which is not very private, and it is convenient for him to observe the surrounding situation at any time.

This teahouse is just across the street from the Meridian Gate where Jing Guoqing is waiting to give a "speech". Sitting here can just see the wind and grass over there.

It's just that the time is still early, so there are only a few forbidden troops on the tall city wall, and there is nothing unusual for the time being.

"Master! Your Yuqian Longjing!"

The enthusiastic yelling sounded again soon, and the store clerk quickly put a pot of tea and three dishes of pastries on the table, and immediately poured another cup of tea for Wei Changtian.

"Master, drink slowly! Call us anytime if you have anything to do. Our shop doesn't charge much for refilling tea!"

"Ah."

Nodding his head, he casually tossed the penny that Tweety just gave him this morning to the store clerk, and Wei Changtian spit out two words expressionlessly.

"tips."

"Ouch! Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!"

The store clerk caught the money in a hurry and thanked him repeatedly.

His monthly salary is only four yuan, which is naturally a huge windfall for him.

While thanking, he bowed and exited the partition, and soon the shop assistant happily continued to greet the guests.

Wei Changtian, on the other hand, looked out the window a few more times before picking up the teacup and taking a sip of tea.

The entrance is slightly bitter, the aftertaste is weak, and the grade is average.

Curling his lips and putting down the teacup, Wei Changtian didn't order another pot of more expensive tea to taste, but just changed to a comfortable sitting position and started to daze.

Yes, he came here in advance for nothing else, just to "occupy" a favorable position in advance, and observe the deployment of the afternoon gate by the way.

As a result, I didn't expect it to come too early, so I had to wait.

Just like that, while drinking tea and eating snacks, he looked at the passers-by on the street boredly.

Almost half an hour later, when Wei Changtian gave a comprehensive score of 128 to the 63 young ladies who passed by, there was a burst of shouting in the teahouse.

"Look! Mr. Zhang is here!"

"It's finally here! Which passage should I talk about today?"

"Hey, have you forgotten this? It's time to talk about how Wei Yanluo killed Lu Hongji!"

"That's right! Yesterday, the gentleman stopped talking halfway, and I didn't sleep well all night!"

"Forget it, if that's the case, where else have you forgotten?"

"Isn't it because I didn't sleep well and my mind is confused?"

"..."

Accompanied by a storyteller with a folding fan approaching the teahouse, many tea drinkers immediately discussed with excitement on their faces.

But listening to these conversations, Wei Changtian couldn't hold back.

Nima, why are you talking about yourself again? ? ?

The last time I was back in Yongding City, when I was shopping with Yang Liushi and others, I heard a storyteller talking about his "evil history".

As a result, he is still talking about it when he arrives at Dagan? ?

That little thing about me is so popular? ?

More importantly, you can just use me as a storyteller, but at least you should pay attention to seeking truth from facts!

How did I kill Lu Hongji? I don’t even know how Lu Hongji died!

Turning his head to look at the storyteller who was already sitting in the hall, Wei Changtian was a little curious after complaining in his heart for a long time.

It's not that he thinks this person knows something inside, but he simply wants to hear what the other party made up.

Then, Wei Changtian saw the storyteller cleared his throat, and immediately slapped his folding fan and said loudly:

"Guest officers! Let's continue the book!"

"The last book said that Lu Hongji, the eldest son of the emperor, led a few masters to attack Fengyuan at night, intending to go straight to Huanglong and take the life of the new Feng girl named Xu!"

"You must know that this Lu Hongji is not simple. Not only is he honored as the son of heaven, but he also broke through to the second rank earlier, and he is also a peerless divine weapon with the Tianzi sword on his body!"

"There are also a group of masters he brought this time, each of which has superb abilities."

"..."

The voice is full of emotion and spit is flying, and the storyteller has been talking for half an hour before he knows it.

And maybe it's because "literary creators" all over the world have the problem of "watering", so he hasn't talked about how Wei Changtian killed Lu Hongji until now.

A room full of tea drinkers didn't think there was anything, they just listened with gusto.

But Wei Changtian was getting impatient.

Good guy, this shit is too watery!

You better get to the point quickly!

If it wasn't for the fear of arousing suspicion, Wei Changtian really wished he could rush up and slap the storyteller twice.

Of course, he definitely couldn't do this, so he could only hold his breath and continue listening.

After another quarter of an hour, the storyteller's voice became more and more excited, as if he was finally going to get to the point.

At this time, not only all the tea guests in the teahouse held their breath and widened their eyes, even Wei Changtian also seemed to be engrossed.

But in fact, according to the normal situation, the more this kind of "climax plot", the more the storyteller will be tricked.

And the fact is indeed so, I saw that the storyteller raised his hand calmly while talking, and Xingmu, it is estimated that he will take a heavy shot and announce "broken chapter" soon.

But the next moment, before the Xingmu fell, the Meridian Gate not far away slowly opened with a loud "rumbling" sound, and immediately there were countless gold-armored guards galloping out of it.

"Leave quickly!!"

"Don't stay on the street! Hurry up!"

"Anyone who is still on the street after a quarter of an hour! They are all considered traitors!"

"Da da da! da da da"

But just for a moment, the street that was still full of people coming and going was filled with the sound of horseshoes and roars.

Most of the pedestrians on the street ran away from the street in a hurry, or closed their stalls and went home, or temporarily hid under the eaves of the street shops and whispered to each other.

"Master, what's the matter?"

The shopkeeper of the teahouse didn't know what happened, so he ran out quickly, approached a forbidden soldier who was guarding the entrance of the teahouse, and asked, "Why do you want to clear the street all of a sudden?"

"Your Majesty will recite the anti-rebellion proclamation at the Meridian Gate in the afternoon!"

The imperial guard glanced at the shopkeeper of the teahouse, and there should be an order saying that there is no need to hide it now, so he replied in a deep voice.