Chapter 88 Find another way
Ye Zhiyu's eyes lit up. Could it be that this Yushi Ye was an NPC who came to give her whatever she needed?
Slightly concealing the excitement in his tone, Ye Zhiyu spoke with some hope, "I wonder if Yushi Ye knows where Mr. Fu, the Minister of Dali Temple, is now?"

Coincidentally, Yushi Ye actually knew the news about Fu Jingtong, "Of course the case was handled in Dali Temple. As soon as the case of the Chuzhou Prefect came out, the people of the Third Division have not slept much in the past few days because they are looking for the murderer."

Just hearing about Dali Temple made Ye Zhiyu feel excited.

In the past, she would have no problem entering a place like this with the Wangfu sign.

But right now, if she goes to Dali Temple under the guise of being a member of the royal family, wouldn't it be tantamount to throwing herself into a trap?
Perhaps seeing Ye Zhiyu's hesitation, Ye Yushi took matters into his own hands.

"The Heavenly Master has something urgent to discuss with Mr. Fu. If you don't mind, I can take the Heavenly Master to Dali Temple."

"In that case, thank you so much, Mr. Ye!"

Following Ye Yushi, Ye Zhiyu entered the Dali Temple without being questioned.

However, when Fu Jingtong saw Ye Zhiyu, who had come without warning, his expression was not so good.

Realizing that the atmosphere between the two was tense, Ye Yushi laughed and rubbed oil on the soles of his feet.

Fu Jingtong took Ye Zhiyu to a secluded and shaded place. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by Ye Zhiyu's question.

"Master Fu, are you really so busy?"

Fu Jingtong was helpless, "Have you not seen how many people came in and out of here in just a few moments? They were all ordered to catch the murderer and bring him to justice. I am going back to the house to entertain guests at this stall. I am the Minister of Dali Temple." Do you want it or not?"

Ye Zhiyu was not that easy to fool, "With your 'friendship' with me, no matter how urgent the case is, I won't even have time to explain it in the post."

"Unless your lord did it intentionally and wanted to see that I have no way to ask for it, but you didn't expect that I would dare to enter this Dali Temple alone and make your plan fail, right?"

Fu Jingtong took a few glances at her and saw Ye Zhiyu's bright eyes, obviously coming prepared, so he smiled nonchalantly.

"Since Wang Tianshi has suspected me in this way, it seems that he doesn't regard Fu as a true friend."

Who is Ye Zhiyu? He has never been internally conflicted. How could he start to question himself because Fu Jingtong's words went off topic.

"You and I both know whether Mr. Fu really made friends with me at the beginning. Now it's just a matter of tearing open the skylight and showing no dignity. Why would Mr. Fu trap me in an unfair position with just a few words?"

Fu Jingtong's voice was cold, "The Heavenly Master came to Fu Mou today, but he had already thought about agreeing to Fu Mou's request? The Heavenly Master is so clear-minded, he wouldn't want to get benefits from Fu Mou without paying the price."

"What is it in that stone lion that makes Mr. Fu so obsessed with it?" Ye Zhiyu was really curious, but after a pause, he spoke again.

"It's just that what I said to Mr. Fu before is true. How can I find the whereabouts of the stone lion if I don't have it in my hands? Mr. Fu might as well change the conditions. If a civilian girl can do it, she will definitely comply."

Shaking his head, Fu Jingtong looked down at Ye Zhiyu from top to bottom, his expression actually showing a bit of coldness that would repel people thousands of miles away.

"Isn't it too naive for the miracle doctor to still want to negotiate terms with me in this situation?"

Saying that, before Ye Zhiyu could struggle any more, he sent someone to stop her from going out.

After all, it was Fu Jingtong's territory, and Ye Zhiyu didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he could only return to the palace angrily.She was rejected one after another that day, but Feng Wuming sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and watched her running around. Ye Zhiyu felt angry and even threw two rubs of Coptis chinensis in while taking the medicine.

I don’t know if Feng Wuming’s tongue is fake or made of iron. After the medicine was boiled, you could smell a bitter taste as soon as you walked in. Feng Wuming actually drank it with the same expression as before. All.

However, when putting down the medicine bowl, Feng Wuming glanced at Ye Zhiyu a few more times, and coughed lightly when he saw that her eyebrows were not smooth.

If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, say it quickly!If you still want to send me to run errands, I will stab you to death with a needle!

Ye Zhiyu held the silver needle with a sinister smile on his face, "Your Majesty, it's time for the women to perform acupuncture. If you have anything to explain, why not talk about it later?"

"I just saw that the miracle doctor looked tired today and wanted to show some concern." Feng Wuming smiled slightly, "The miracle doctor was rejected by Mr. Fu, so he wouldn't take it out on me, right?"

Ye Zhiyu didn't even raise his eyes, "The prince is joking, how dare a citizen girl? Besides, the citizen girl also met Mr. Fu today, but Mr. Fu has many things to do and has no time to chat."

"So that's it," Feng Wuming nodded matter-of-factly, "But I heard that someone seemed to have trespassed into Dali Temple today and was kicked out. Was the miracle doctor present at the time to see that person?"

"Hiss——!" Feng Wuming took a breath of air and saw a swelling on the back of his hand.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, your hand shook when you were speaking, and I missed the point." Ye Zhiyu smiled.

"It's okay," Feng Wuming took advantage of his words. Knowing that if he continued teasing her, Ye Zhiyu would really explode, so he coughed lightly and turned back to the topic.

"Master Fu is also a famous young talent in the capital. He took up the post of Minister of Dali Temple at a young age. Do you remember the He Zhenzhi who came to the palace earlier? He is more than two rounds older than him."

"Oh." Ye Zhiyu responded without emotion.

No matter how smart and capable Fu Jingtong is, what does he have to do with her?
Feng Wuming saw that Ye Zhiyu couldn't catch the trap, so he was not in a hurry, and just continued to talk at the risk of being stabbed.

"When he was first given the order, the ministers were in an uproar. However, the Imperial Counselor overcame all opinions and retained the post of Minister of Dali Temple. From then on, Fu Jingtong's official career was smooth and prosperous."

"Based on this, the Imperial Preceptor can be considered a bit of acquaintance with Jing Tong. Thinking that he was able to recognize this talent in the first place, the Imperial Preceptor should also have some understanding of the Lord that others do not have."

This was said in a blatant way. It was obvious that she was sent to start with Xiao Qingyang because she could not negotiate with Fu Jingtong.

Ye Zhiyu sneered in his heart, his hand raised and dropped, and there was a bruise on Feng Wuming's arm.

Before Feng Wuming could get angry, Ye Zhiyu was quick to accuse him.

"Your Majesty, didn't the ladies of the people just now tell you that your hands were shaking when you spoke? You see, the prick was wrong again. Do you still want to cure this disease?"

Seeing her confident face, Feng Wuming sneered, "Of course I thought so."

"It's just that the miracle doctor is venting his anger on me now. I can still miss the miracle doctor's hard work without caring about it. I wonder if the miracle doctor can understand my king's painstaking efforts and reciprocate his kindness?"

Ye Zhiyu's mouth stiffened, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the daughter of the people will naturally help you solve your problems."

(End of this chapter)

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