Seeing Dr. Cha stand up and leave the stage, Zhang Qingjiu blinked and turned to look at Huo Wu, "Is it over?"
Huo Wu took a deep breath, and his joints creaked.
Although he was not named, but combined with the words of those children, combined with the remarks just now, who else in the world can be regarded as the "name"?
"Don't be upset, Mr. Xiao Zhang. I'm going to find the storyteller right now!" Huo Wu said and was about to rush forward.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows and grabbed his arm.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Qingjiu blinked, with even a smile on his face, "Didn't he say it wonderfully?"
"Master Xiao Zhang?" Huo Wu's eyes widened in disbelief.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingjiu seemed to have thought of something fun. With a smile on his eyes and brows, he stood up and walked outside. There was even a hint of impatience in his tone, "Let's go back."
Huo Wu narrowed his eyes, thinking that it would be a good idea to leave and wait until he comes back to get to the bottom of things and see who is so bold behind the scenes!
However, what he didn't expect was that when the carriage was halfway through, it was suddenly stopped.
"Where are you going?" Zhang Qingjiu had a hint of excitement on his face.
"Go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion." Huo Wu replied.
Zhang Qing raised his eyebrows and said, "That's wrong. I'm not going back to the Prime Minister's Mansion."
Huo Wu was shocked. Instead of going back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, could it be that...
"That's right, we're going back to the Prince's Mansion." Zhang Qingjiu raised the corners of his lips, "How can you not share the joy of such an interesting thing with your Highness the Prince?"
Huo Wu never thought that giving it away would make her lonely.
As soon as he returned to the mansion, he met Feng Zhi coming out of the house. When he saw Huo Wu coming back, Feng Zhi immediately went forward to greet her, "She's going back..."
The corner of Huo Wu's mouth moved, but before he could speak, a bright laughter came from behind him, "I haven't gone back, I haven't gone back, you have already prepared lunch, how can I bear to go back."
Huo Wu sighed, come on, he'd better shut up.
"You..." As soon as he saw Zhang Qingjiu, Feng Zhi's regretful expression immediately became entangled, and it took him a while to take a deep breath, "You are really..."
"His Royal Highness, you haven't finished your lunch yet? You don't need to bring it with you. I know the way myself. You can go about your business." Zhang Qingjiu smiled slightly, waved his hand, and walked with ease.
Looking at Zhang Qingjiu's back, Feng Zhi hesitated for a long time, but finally did not follow him.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that he was not allowed to enter his inner courtyard, but not only did she enter, she also fell asleep.
Then in this flower hall, no one would stop her without a good eye, right?
In the flower hall, Chu Lan was about to put down the jade chopsticks in his hand when he suddenly heard footsteps outside. His heart moved slightly. A smile flashed in his eyes and he shook his head. He turned to the maid behind him and ordered, "Put it away." …”
"Wait a minute, I haven't eaten yet." Zhang Qingjiu stepped into the flower hall in a few steps. Regardless of the shocked eyes of his servants, he sat down next to Chu Lan and looked at the table, "Didn't you prepare some snacks?"
Her tone was natural, as if she should have her place and exist.
The maid was shocked. For the first time, she took the initiative to do the blessing without waiting for Chu Lan's instructions. "Sir Xiao Zhang, please wait a moment. I will have someone bring it to you right now."
"Thank you." Zhang Qingjiu smiled at the maid, turned to look at Chu Lan, and blinked, "Are you happy when I come back?"
Chu Lan looked as usual, picked up the brocade handkerchief on the side and wiped her hands: "You can't say anything after eating."
Zhang Qingjiu: "You've finished eating, but I haven't eaten yet. It's not like eating without words."
Chu Lan: "..."
Narrowing her eyes, Chu Lan stood up and said, "Then just wait for them to prepare the dishes. Just ask them to make whatever they want to eat."
Seeing that Chu Lan was about to leave, Zhang Qingjiu grabbed his sleeve and said, "That won't work. There is no reason for a guest to leave the table by himself."
"Since ancient times, there has been no reason for the guest to sit down by himself without the host opening his mouth." Chu Lan glanced at her.
Zhang Qingjiu blinked, lowered his head and muttered, "I don't treat myself as a guest either..."
"What did you say?" Chu Lan narrowed her eyes.
"I didn't say anything." Zhang Qingjiu immediately raised his head with a bright smile on his face, "Your Highness, Wei Chen heard a joke on the road. Please sit down. What does Wei Chen say to you?"
Chu Lan looked at her deeply, did not speak, did not sit down, but did not leave either.
Zhang Qingjiu coughed lightly and repeated the children's song in his mind:
"The witch is a witch, the witch is a witch, and a witch brings harm to the country.
witchcraft, witchcraft, pretending to be gods and ghosts
The royal family and relatives were all teased
There are fools all over the court
When can I not be deceived?
The sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will reach the shore."
After finishing singing, Zhang Qingjiu blinked and asked with a smile, "What do you think of this song, Your Highness?"
However, what responded to her was Chu Lan's cold eyes, "Where did you hear these words?"
"It's right in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion." Zhang Qingjiu dragged his chin, "I also went to the teahouse to listen to Dr. Cha's book for a while, which was quite interesting. Do you want to listen?"
"No need." Chu Lan pursed his lips slightly, and he could tell what the dirty words would be without even listening.
"Are you angry?" Seeing Chu Lan's hard expression and cold face, Zhang Qingjiu secretly stuck out his tongue, "Why are you angry because of this kind of thing? I came here because I was afraid that you would hurry up after hearing this.
Do something."
Hearing Zhang Qingjiu's straightforward words, Chu Lan felt deeply at a loss for the first time about the woman in front of him.
Because he was indeed - almost impulsive.
"Don't you think this is strange?" Zhang Qingjiu shook Chu Lan's sleeves and said, "To be a real witch, if you want Wei Chen to obey the law, it would be most effective if there was a rumor when Wei Chen just entered and left the court.
What's the effect? If you don't spread it sooner or later, we just came out of the Eighth Prince's Mansion yesterday, and there were such remarks. Do you think they are stupid? Or do you think we are stupid? "
Chu Lan took a breath and wanted to tell the woman in front of her that no matter who was stupid, she was the one who was hurt in this matter.
But Zhang Qingjiu is like this...
Just at this moment, the maid brought the snacks.
Chu Lan: "You can't speak after eating."
Zhang Qingjiu: "Oh..."
The rumors on the first day started with the witch causing harm to the people and ended with the harm to the country.
The rumors on the second day were even more interesting.
When the words: "The witch cursed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to be a short-lived ghost, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince fell ill because of it" reached Zhang Qingjiu's ears, Zhang Qingjiu almost spit out the tea in his mouth.
You have to do a romance drama on the first day, and a conspiracy theory on the second day. This script shouldn't be too exciting, okay?