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Fang Zhen also felt that there was something wrong with Bai Tingyu these two days. From time to time, he would be absent-minded for a while, and would smile by himself for no reason, and sometimes he would suddenly lose his voice while talking. I don't know where to go.But Xiaobai was still very neat when it came time to do things, and nothing went wrong.Fang Zhen really couldn't tell what was weird about him.

At this time, after hearing Zhou Jirong's question, Fang Zhen felt that not only Bai Tingyu was wrong, but even his own young master was a little different from usual, so he hesitated for a while and said, "... also, isn't it very cold? But Xiaobai I often lost my mind for two days, like sleepwalking all day..." Fang Zhen paused and then looked at Zhou Jirong. He and Bai Tingyu are good friends, and he couldn't figure out whether Zhou Jirong meant to complain or something, so he said cautiously: "Young Lord, Xiaobai is a little out of his mind today, if he didn't pay attention to what he did wrong for a while and made you angry, don't worry about him? Xiaobai is actually most afraid of you being unhappy..."

Zhou Jirong thought for a while, then slowly laughed, cast a glance at Fang Zhen and said, "What a big deal, I'm not angry!"

There was a smile in his voice, as if this matter was very interesting.

Fang Zhen rubbed his head, and always felt that there was something wrong with the young master who was so talkative and never made troubles today. He was very curious, and was about to ask a few more questions on the sidelines, but Zhou Jirong was too lazy to talk to you. Chasing him away with a look of embarrassment: "Okay, okay, while you're free, you go in and report Lao Tzu's name, and burn incense sticks in the mourning hall. It will be considered that we have come to worship the emperor for the emperor!"

Fang Zhen didn't see many well-known people, and at this moment, he also felt that his instructions were really negligent, and said with wide eyes: "Young Lord, we are still here under the name of supporting the emperor, and you have come here. Are you really going to stop taking two steps? Is it okay for me to go alone?”

"You can be regarded as my confidant. I will use you in the future. This amount is enough! Why can't you go alone! His persimmons and little persimmons are not in the mourning hall. Going to offer incense is just for you. It doesn’t matter if it’s you or me who goes there!” Zhou Jirong said with a dark face: “Besides, what the hell is that old man? It’s his own fault, and he deserves me to burn incense for him! It’s a dream! But you should go burn incense for him. Anyway, I’m also grateful that he died as soon as possible, so I can save a few Chinese cabbages and give it to the world. There are a few young wives left behind! Don’t you have a wife yet?”

Compared to Bai Tingyu's reluctance to withdraw from Zhou Jirong's personal bodyguards, Fang Zhen dreamed that he could go out and make contributions on his own as soon as possible, but Zhou Jirong said that he was bought like this and had to be detained for counting money. After coming down, it is indispensable to be secretly sad in private that it is difficult to express my talents and ambitions.At this time, he was stimulated by Zhou Jirong's first sentence that he wanted to use himself to be useful in the future, and he was dizzy with excitement. He no longer refused, and was surrounded by Zhou Jirong's latter words for a long time, suddenly came to his senses, and couldn't help but feel full Doubt: I don't have a wife, but I can't do it. I have to thank the old man Jing Guogong for dying early, and don't you and Xiaobai also have a wife, Lord Hou?Lord Hou, you're fine, Xiaobai is not young, and I don't see anyone doing it for him...

He was about to express his thoughts when he turned his head and saw Zhou Jirong smiling slightly: "I still have to wait for Xiaobai here, or let him come back to waste nothing. How can we use the last Poxiang?" All go! Just go and come back soon!"

Fang Zhenfu was so heartbroken that he suddenly felt that the point he said to wait for Xiaobai was the key point. Although he felt more and more weird, he instinctively felt that it was best not to talk to Zhou Jirong about this matter, otherwise he might not have any good fruit to eat , So I simply went to offer incense without saying a word.

Bai Tingyu and Chu Ming went for a while and came back, except for the prince and a few followers, no one else followed.

Zhou Jirong thought the few words just now were ugly enough, and he really didn't mind letting himself loosen some people's muscles.Seeing that the person didn't follow, he was slightly disappointed.But when he took another look, he saw a few bloodstains scratched from the fingernails on the fat face of the prince of the state, and he laughed out loud without showing any face, and said, "...Oh, fuck you, what do you say? What's the matter with the face? It can't be scratched by the fall of the grape trellis in the backyard last night, right? "

He saw that the bloodstain was still very fresh, obviously it couldn't be an old wound from last night, he thought it was scratched out during the dispute just now, and he didn't know that the situation was ridiculous and tragic, his third brother was also a man after all. Yes, he can actually do something like scratching his face.

Zhou Jirong looked Bai Tingyu up and down while speaking, and saw that he was intact and unharmed, so he felt relieved.Just stare at the face of the Duke and Prince and smile gloatingly.

The prince of the state was originally a fat man, but he has lost weight in the past few days. At this time, the hot sweat on his face was very embarrassing, he rubbed his hands dryly, and said with an apologetic smile: "...the little prince was joking."

Zhou Jirong looked at his expression while laughing, seeing that his face was gloomy and gloomy, and he didn't show any resentment for being laughed at by him like this, but his expression was slightly embarrassed.

Zhou Jirong slowly stopped laughing, looked at him for a while, and then said slowly: "...I didn't joke! But the prince is very self-restraining, allowing people to scratch his face like this, this is really unique !"

When he spoke now, his tone was softer than usual, but for some reason, it made people's back feel colder.After all, the son has lived to such an old age, knowing that he guessed where the injury on his face came from, he could only say embarrassingly: "This is because I had some disputes with my younger brother just now, and I was scratched by him in a hurry. Twice... I heard that the little prince had something important to do with me, so he came here before I had time to take care of it."

When Bai Tingyu heard this, she couldn't help but frown slightly.The third master of the Duke's Mansion led a group of concubines and quarreled around the Duke's son. Although only the third master dared to fight the prince, the prince could not dodge being surrounded by a group of people.Obviously, there are very few people in this world who have the consciousness to beat women like Zhou Jirong. If they hadn't arrived, the prince might not be able to end up with just being scratched in the face.

Hearing this, Zhou Jirong patted him on the shoulder and laughed again, while laughing, he said, "I really have something to discuss with you. Except for your father and son, you let everyone who has nothing to do with you stay away."

Bai Tingyu hesitated for a moment and wanted to leave, but Zhou Jirong grabbed his sleeve without looking back, dragged him to his side, took time out of his laughter and whispered, "Why are you hiding! You are not an outsider!"

Bai Tingyu glanced at him secretly, her lips moved slightly, but in the end she didn't say anything, she broke away from his hand a little, and obediently stopped three steps behind him.

When the few attendants retreated out of sight, Zhou Jirong had had enough of laughing, his gaze swept across the faces of Shizi and Chu Ming, and he said casually: "...Your old man is so extravagant and desperate to die, your brother Spending time and drinking has no respect for elders, and the mansion of the Duke is full of miasma. It's nothing to laugh at me, and I don't bother to care about it, but if it spreads to the capital, the ministers and my brother will meet. What do you think? If it sounds good, it’s probably because the Duke’s Mansion is not strict, but if it sounds bad, I don’t know what it will be! As for whether the crime will be punished, and what the crime will be, I don’t know!”

He didn't wait for the two of them to say something, and then said: "I don't want to mention this, I still have a case here, and I want to ask the prince for advice!" Then he led the businessman who was rescued into the water that day and led to the human trafficking in the tea house Say it again.

Although Chu Ming and his father were panicked earlier, they were still calm. After all, the first two cases were helpless facts, and they could not be concealed by their excuses.But when Zhou Jirong talked about the tea house, the Chu family knew that the benefits and disadvantages involved were very different from the lack of morality of the children of the lax family, and they all changed their faces.