Lord Shoufu, your wife has escaped!

In the evening, the showers rested a bit.

Gu Mingzhou stretched his waist, and just about to move, the people around him seemed to have made an appointment, got up and left with a huff, the meaning of isolation couldn't be more obvious.

Gu Mingzhou was a little funny, shook his head, packed up the file and left.

When he was at the door, he was stopped by a servant.

"Master Gu, here are your things."

Gu Mingzhou raised his eyebrows: "Who sent it?"

"This..." The boy looked puzzled, "I don't know, I only left this envelope and a note in the concierge, saying it was for you."

Gu Mingzhou nodded, and tore open the envelope—it turned out to be a silver note of 3000 taels!

"It seems that it was delivered by the Yang family." An annoying voice came from behind.

"You haven't left yet?" Gu Mingzhou pouted.

Zheng Ziming smiled lightly, while arranging the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he said casually: "Should you give me some hush money?"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Mingzhou's long-suppressed anger was immediately ignited.

Instead of being angry, he smiled and looked straight at the other party: "Enough."

"What?" Zheng Ziming looked innocent.

"You provoked me earlier, not to make me give up, but to cut off my escape route. This case must be settled, right?" Gu Mingzhou curled his lips without emotion, his eyes full of sarcasm, "This tactic is just one time. Forget it, provoke one after another, do you really think I can't do anything about you?"

Zheng Ziming's expression remained calm: "Master Gu misunderstood."

"It doesn't matter who you think I am, but if you want to make trouble in front of me..." Gu Mingzhou stared at him without giving in, "Don't blame me for turning my face."

Zheng Ziming lowered his head and didn't answer at first, and then he raised his head when Gu Mingzhou was far away, looking at his back thoughtfully.

This Gu Mingzhou is surprisingly sharp, but it's not a good thing to show his sharpness, I really don't know how far he can go.

Gu Mingzhou was full of displeasure, he just felt that the whole household department had an unpleasant atmosphere, and he just wanted to leave quickly.

Of Qingliu's group of people, only Yu Taiqing is a clear-headed one. What are the others?All day long, he thinks about factional struggles in the court, fights with his own ministers, and dare not fart when talking about conquering the country.

No wonder Li Hongyuan spent more than ten years and couldn't find an opportunity to go to war. Let alone the common people, the courtiers are so greedy for comfort, so why talk about big things?

While cursing vigorously in his heart, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

"Why are you here?" Gu Mingzhou's eyes lit up.

Bai Yuxin was holding a greased paper bag in his hand, which smelled like scones.He smiled slightly: "I just finished my work, and I will wait for you to go home on the way."

Gu Mingzhou was full of gloom, as if being dispelled by the sun, he couldn't stop laughing.

"Do you want to eat? The stuffing with pickled vegetables and pork." Bai Yuxin handed the oiled paper bag in front of him.

Gu Mingzhou felt hungry at this time.I had been thinking all day during the day, and I was secretly angry. I was already hungry, and a scone immediately ironed my stomach.

Behind Dongbai hurriedly said: "Young master, you don't know, the wind is blowing so hard today that it tore our young master's umbrella. Those snobs in the household department, when they saw the young master was wet, they pretended not to see it. Even the cloth towel is hidden and tucked in, it's really hateful!"

Bai Yuxin frowned, staring at Gu Mingzhou up and down.

Gu Mingzhou clicked his tongue, feeling that Dongbai was in the way, and stuffed the envelope in his arms to him: "Take it and send it to Yang Yixiu's residence."

"Hey!" Dongbai responded readily, "It's the villain who got in the way!"

A thin-skinned person like Bai Yuxin rarely reacted, pursed his lips, and asked after a while, "Have you been bullied?"

Gu Mingzhou raised his eyebrows, and his eyebrows were full of confidence: "It's only me who bullies them, and they dare to bully me? Don't worry!"

Even though he said that, Bai Yuxin could clearly see how smelly his face was when he first came out of the household department.

Knowing that Gu Mingzhou didn't want to say more, Bai Yuxin didn't ask any more questions, and just held his hand tightly.

"Tomorrow, I will ask someone to make a fixed umbrella that will not be broken by any wind."

When the young man said this, his light-colored eyes were mixed with stubbornness and distress. Gu Mingzhou's chest felt warm at the sight of him. He couldn't help smiling, and interlocked his fingers with his backhand. The two walked side by side on the streets of the capital. superior.

Zheng Ziming, who left the household department later, stood behind: "..."

The next day, it was windy and rainy again.

Horse-drawn carriages were not allowed in the inner city, so everyone in the household department had to walk on foot, holding umbrellas and cursing their mothers.

Only Gu Mingzhou swaggered and attracted everyone's attention.

He held an umbrella in his hand. The ribs of the umbrella were made of Xiaoxiang bamboo, and there were ninety-nine and eighty-one of them;

Everyone was both shocked and secretly suspicious.

The salary of the household department is only so little, where does Gu Mingzhou get the money to make such a good umbrella, unless the money is collected.

Tang Man was the most impatient, and couldn't help but sarcastically said a few words.

"Just tell me if you're jealous, what are you planning?" Gu Mingzhou was not ashamed, he raised his head proudly, "My wife made this for me, my wife!"

The people whose faces were shown: "..."

Zheng Ziming, who seemed to have witnessed something yesterday: "..."

Everyone silently put away their umbrellas and entered the hall to deal with political affairs.

Suddenly, I heard a young servant coming to pass the word, saying that the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment came over and asked to see Gu Mingzhou by name.

What is the relationship between Yang Meng and Yang Yixiu, the servant of the Ministry of punishment, everyone knows in their hearts. Hearing what the boy said, he immediately stopped writing, held his breath and raised his head, staring at Gu Mingzhou intently.

Gu Mingzhou was not surprised, put down his hair, and followed the boy to the outer hall.

Seeing him coming, Yang Meng got up immediately and greeted him with a smile: "Lord Gu, I have admired him for a long time. He is indeed a young talent of the third grade. It is really extraordinary to see him today."

Gu Mingzhou also laughed, exchanged pleasantries with him, and then said: "Master Yang, is there something wrong with you?"

Yang Meng was drinking tea with his head bowed, when he heard this, his sharp eyes immediately pierced over.

He lowered his eyes, put down the teacup, and chuckled lightly: "Didn't Mr. Gu ask the question knowingly? You didn't accept yesterday's gift, so I had to come to the door in person."

"Let me just say it straight, Huizhou Tongmu case..." Yang Meng looked straight into Gu Mingzhou's eyes, "Don't investigate any more."

Gu Mingzhou smiled lightly and raised his eyes: "What if I say no?"

Yang Meng's face changed slightly, and he lowered his voice like a threat: "Master Gu, this is a toast and you don't want to eat it, do you have to drink as a penalty?"

"It seems that we have nothing to talk about," Gu Mingzhou shook his head, "Master Yang, I still have business matters to deal with, please go ahead."

At this moment, an accident happened suddenly!

A bright sword edge emerged from the oblique stab, cutting off Gu Mingzhou's hair on the sideburns!

Gu Mingzhou was taken aback, did not dare to act rashly, and shouted: "Master Yang, what are you going to do!"

Yang Meng grinned, with a gloomy and ferocious expression: "It's up to you whether you agree or not!"