The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 103 Jin Yiwei Thousands of Households, Chen Xing (3)

Li Bai blinked and raised his hand weakly, "I want to go too."

Song Lanyi was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

Before Li Bai could speak, Song Lanyi turned his head and waved his hand, "Okay, you can go, it doesn't matter anyway!"

Li Bai held his breath in his chest, unable to breathe or swallow.

No, is he just so dispensable?

When Mingming met him for the first time, his eyes glowed when he saw him.

So, love goes away, right?
Steward Wang thought about it, and sadly found that if he went, he would not be of any use.

He thought for a while, "Then I'll go...to the door and wait for you to come back!"

Song Lanyi snorted, amused by these words.

Dingyuan city.

Since the publication of the newspaper in the morning, there has been an uproar in Dingyuan City.

Wenbao suddenly added a column, and the content of the new column was still controversial.

Then, Song Lanyi, who has always been known for his talent, would actually speak out for the little-known author in this new column.

This is equivalent to throwing a boulder into a lake full of waves.

Some people even speculated maliciously whether Song Lanyi...had some unknown interest in this "drug".

But soon someone refuted it, what benefits can it compare to the literary name?

Literati, literati, don't they care about a literary name?

Even at the extreme point, a literati can bend his waist for five buckets of rice, but he will splash five steps for Qingming's blood.

After all, Song Lanyi is only a seventh-rank realm, and the most precious thing about her is that literary name.

What are the benefits? It can be so big that she can voluntarily give up her literary name and plunge into this muddy water.

It seems... no?

Then, it could only be that she took the initiative to plunge into this muddy water.

Song Lanyi's rise is extremely fast, in the eyes of the world, it can be described as lightning fast.

Such a situation can only lead to two results.

One is to think that she has the talents of heaven, and then become a so-called fanatic and diehard fan.

The other is naturally dissatisfied. You are so young, although you are good at poetry, can you compare with the great Confucianists in every aspect?
Obviously not?
Although it is not resentful, there are more or less subtle emotions in it.

So when Song Lanyi took the initiative to dive into this muddy water today, these people... were all restless.

But in today's chaotic world, there are still some people who keep silent rationally.

Many of them kept thinking about this early morning, when the teahouse was full of scholars who talked and talked, it was filled with the most ordinary people.

There, these people applauded endlessly because of the manuscript in the new column.

In the end... what is right?What is wrong?

They don't know.

But the answer...maybe you can see it in this essay meeting.

At that time, the dry and cold wind blowing from Shuobei, mixed with sand and gravel, blew on the bright red lanterns in Prince Ming's Mansion.

In Prince Ming's mansion, King Ming sat on the main seat with a golden knife, squinting his eyes, looking at the person wearing the big red flying fish suit.

The facial features of the visitor were soft and delicate, but the aquiline nose in the face destroyed this beauty, and it felt a bit more gloomy and cold.

Especially when looking at people with his slender eyes, they seem to have barbs, looking up and down at people, always feeling like they are calculating something.

"You have to do this?" Ming Wang said lightly.

There was a smile on the corner of Chen Xing's mouth, he looked up at King Ming, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened.

"My lord, why bother to ask knowingly, don't you already know the grievances between me and Li Jindao? Since in your eyes, I am already a villain, then why... I don't make this villain more thorough?"

"The things in this world are never what we think, and you are." King Ming glanced at him, pointing out, "It's what you think is, and that is."

As long as you don't believe in the words of others, you will not feel that you are a villain if you say it a thousand times or ten thousand times.

But... if you believe it yourself, even if others don't say anything, you are still a villain.

Chen Xing glanced at King Ming, and took a step forward, "What if I want to be strict with him?"

King Ming smiled suddenly, "Since when did Dingyuan City become your territory?"

After finishing speaking, he put his smile away again, "I don't care why you came here or what you want to do, I just want to tell you one thing, in Dingyuan City, I, Zhu Mingjing, haven't died yet. You don't want to take your Jinyiwei. One set to prevaricate me. There are some threads that cannot be touched! See off guests!"

Chen Xing's face flushed red when he heard these merciless words.

He gave King Ming a bitter look, and after hastily said his goodbyes, he strode towards the gate as if he couldn't bear the humiliation.

Seeing this, the hundreds of Jinyiwei households waiting outside the door looked at each other and quickly followed.

When he reached the deserted street, Chen Xing calmed down his anger, and his expression was deep.

Baihu couldn't help being a little surprised, "Lord Qianhu, are you not angry?"

Chen Xing's facial features were soft and delicate, and he smiled brightly. He laughed loudly, "Angry? Why should I be angry? Instead of being angry, I want to laugh!"

"What kind of person is King Ming? When I first came to Shangjing, I could only see him from a distance in the crowd. I saw his bright red tassels, his cold armor, and his lofty attitude, with an attitude of looking down on all living beings."

"From that moment on, I made up my mind, I want to climb, step by step...to climb up. Even if it's...to be a dog."

Hearing the last word, Baihu behind Chen Xing was startled, and subconsciously closed their mouths, not daring to say anything.

Chen Xing noticed it, but didn't care at all.

He opened his arms, squinted his eyes, enjoying the cold winter sun, and sighed, "Everyone says I'm a running dog under my mentor's school, but so what? Even if I'm a running dog, I also put on this red flying fish suit." ? Didn’t I, who could only look at King Ming in the distance, stand upright in front of him today?”

Jin Yiwei's hundred households were overwhelmed when they heard it.

This lunatic!

Who the hell wants to hear what you say.

It doesn't matter if you say some of these things or not, those of us who hear it, if we remember it in the future, we will lose our heads.

You're Barbara, it's cool to say, but when we look back, our heads are gone.

No head, cute love?
He considered for a moment, and chose to change the subject, "Master Qianhu, do we really want to take action against Li Jindao?"

"Li Jindao?" Chen Xing sneered, "You don't really think that I'm here for him, do you?"

With his hands behind his back, he chuckled, "Many years have passed, my old friend has become useless. But..."

The last words were so light that Baihu couldn't hear them clearly.

Just vaguely, he heard a word..."Song".

He suddenly thought of something and was startled.

Song...

The most famous "Song" in Dingyuan City... Isn't that the little Song girl?
(End of this chapter)