The full-level boss really doesn't want to be green tea anymore

Chapter 75 Punishment!

Wen Moyan wanted to say a few more words, but after Shuang Feichen finished speaking, he turned around and left, obviously not wanting Wen Moyan to get involved.

Not long after Shuang Feichen left, Han Chuanyu's voice rang outside the door.

"Little girl, can the old man come in?"

Wen Moyan hurriedly got up to open the door, and saw Han Chuanyu walking in with a food box and a smile.

"Rong Yi asked the old man to bring you some food, come, come, come and see if you like it."

Wen Moyan was a little surprised and asked: "My lord asked you to deliver food?" Why don't so many servants in the palace use it?
Han Chuanyu smiled and said, "That's right, because the old man doesn't like excitement, he didn't go to the banquet today, so he asked the old man to deliver the meal."

Wen Moyan thought for a while, and suddenly understood Shuang Feichen's painstaking efforts.

Shuang Feichen must have been worried that the people who attended the banquet today would be infected with the disease, and those servants of the palace serving the banquet would also be unsafe, so he troubled Han Chuanyu, who had never attended the banquet, to come and deliver the meal.

These meals, presumably, are also made separately.

Wen Moyan pursed her lips, feeling a little complicated.

"What? Touched?" Han Chuanyu looked at Wen Moyan with a smile.

Wen Moyan came back to her senses, and said in embarrassment: "What's so touching about this, by the way, senior, what happened outside?"

Han Chuanyu found a place to sit down, and said, "What happened, we will know tomorrow."

Wen Moyan just picked up the chopsticks, but couldn't help but put them down again.

She wondered, "Why wait until tomorrow?"

Han Chuanyu sighed and said, "You, you, you really don't understand the good intentions of the old man's stupid apprentice."

"Huh?" Wen Moyan said that she really didn't understand.

Han Chuanyu said helplessly: "Today is the day of your wedding, any bad news must not be spread, otherwise people in the entire capital will probably say that you are unknown, Kefu, and bastard... Anyway, there will definitely be a lot of bad words .”

Wen Moyan blinked and said in surprise, "What's none of my business?" In fact, what she wanted to say was "None of my business"!
Han Chuanyu smiled and said: "Silly girl, who made you choose the Hungry Ghost Festival to get married? This day has been criticized by many people. If it weren't for Rong Yi who insisted on fulfilling your wish, it would be impossible to choose today. Now I choose today , but there is an epidemic, will there be fewer ugly words outside?"

Wen Moyan froze in place, and gradually understood what Han Chuanyu meant.

This theory of gods and ghosts was a big taboo for the ancients. She chose a day when the gate of hell was open to get married. In the eyes of others, it was unlucky.

The corners of Wen Moyan's mouth twitched, a little helpless, but in fact she...was just a joke.

"Hey, let's not talk about this, senior, can you take me out for a while, this is definitely not an epidemic."

Han Chuanyu looked at her and couldn't help asking the same question as Shuang Feichen: "Why are you so sure?"

Wen Moyan smiled wryly: "I... can't explain it clearly."

Han Chuanyu didn't agree or refuse, but just said: "You eat first, this matter is still under Rong Yi's arrangement."

After Han Chuanyu left, Wen Moyan started to eat, and after eating and drinking enough, she fell asleep in a daze.

I really can't blame her for being big-hearted, she got up before dawn to dress up, and she was so exhausted.

However, while she was sleeping peacefully here, a commotion broke out outside.

Because the people from the government office searched the fur and bones of countless dead rats from the earth temple where Feng Xiaoxiao stayed.

At this moment, Feng Xiaoxiao was escorted to kneel in the lobby of the government office. Yin Jinziduo of Jingzhao Mansion pointed to the stinky mouse skins and asked, "Feng Xiaoxiao, what else do you have to say?!"

"That's not mine!" Feng Xiaoxiao tried hard to refute with his neck stuck.

Jin Ziduo said angrily, "It was found in your residence, how dare you argue?"

Jin Ziduo looked at Zhang Zhi and said, "Tell him, what else did you find?"

Zhang Zhi said with a solemn face: "As an adult, in addition to mouse skin and bones, there are also a lot of processed mouse meat and stuffing. In addition, my subordinates went to find Butcher Zhang who sells meat at Caishikou , the butcher said that Feng Xiaoxiao had never bought pork, but bought a lot of lard from him."

Jin Ziduo scolded angrily: "Good Feng Xiaoxiao, you stir the stuffing with lard suet just to let others eat it with the aroma of pork. What else do you have to explain now?"

"Impossible! I'm wronged! I'm wronged!" Feng Xiaoxiao's face turned red with anger, and he roared loudly: "I just bought pork, you let him confront me, all the pork I bought is the best pork!" !"

Jin Ziduo snorted coldly: "Hmph, it seems that if you don't use some tricks on you, you won't be able to tell the truth. Come here, get the stick!"

The yamen servant immediately stepped forward, and the two pressed Feng Xiaoxiao's shoulders, one left and one right, while the other went to snatch the red cloth bundle from his hand.

He has held this burden in his arms from the very beginning, and he doesn't know what it is.

Feng Xiaoxiao struggled hard and shouted: "You can't beat me to tricks!"

His strength was so great that the three of them were helpless for a while.

But during the struggle, the burden in his hands was still torn away.

Gululu, the things in the baggage spilled all over the floor.

Everyone looked down and found that there were red apples in the red bundle.

Jin Ziduo asked suspiciously, "What are you doing with so many apples?"

Feng Xiaoxiao said angrily: "Which royal law does not allow people to carry apples?"

Jin Ziduo was stunned for a moment, then he slapped the gavel angrily, and shouted: "Presumptuous! Your behavior is so weird, you must be plotting something wrong. All of you go up, hold him down by the officer, and beat him hard!" "

The yamen servants swarmed up, but under the fists and feet of those dozen people, they still couldn't hold Feng Xiaoxiao down.

This guy has too much strength.

Seeing this, Jin Ziduo shouted nervously: "Zhang Zhi, Zhang Zhi, quickly hold him down!"

Zhang Zhi frowned slightly, pulled out his saber and flew up, this is martial arts, after all, he is slightly better.

A moment later, Zhang Zhi's saber rested on Feng Xiaoxiao's neck, leaving a bloodstain under the blade.

Seeing that Feng Xiaoxiao was under control, Jin Ziduo let out a long breath, and ordered: "Come on, first tie him up to the officer, and put him on a stick!"

Just as the yamen servant was about to take the rope, he suddenly felt his stomach churning, and he couldn't help but vomit.

"vomit……"

The colleague next to him wanted to help him, but suddenly his stomach hurt unbearably, and he wailed on the spot.

"Oops, my stomach..."

Before everyone figured out what happened, Zhang Zhi, who was holding a knife, also felt sick, clutching his chest to suppress the feeling of vomiting, and said, "My lord, these dead mouse skins and bones are probably poisonous. !"

(End of this chapter)