The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

In the weeds on a grave in the back hill, a silver hairpin was being held until it became hot by a returning figure - that was the grandson of the Min family and the real owner of Juxian Tower.

He came back with ten years of grudges.

Min Yiming will always remember that the first poisonous weed the old man taught him to identify was the seemingly harmless oleander that his stepmother Yu often wore in her hair.

Wu Dahai was finally vindicated and got his "Wei Xiang Ju" back. He was filled with emotion and was grateful to Lord Zhang, and even more grateful to the disciples of the Imperial Master's Palace who inspected foreign affairs (the common people liked to call them "inspectors", so they were all called "Inspectors of the Imperial Master's Palace").

The National Master Hall really protects the people!

From then on, the business of "Weixiangju" became more prosperous, and Wu Dahai always adhered to his conscience and ran this snack shop full of stories with his heart.

This strange case in the city has become a topic of conversation among people after dinner, reminding people at all times that good and evil will be rewarded, and justice may be late, but it will never be absent.

Of course, after experiencing this public trial, the people of Luoyang City have a deeper understanding of the "protagonist" promoted by the National Master Hall, and it has begun to be subtly imprinted in people's hearts!

Su Xiaoya's impromptu speech was once again printed into a book by major bookstores and widely circulated.

When it's over, brush off your clothes and go away, hiding your merit and fame!

Only Wu Zirui knew that the reason why this public trial went so smoothly was mainly due to Min Yiming.

If it weren't for Min Yiming's medicine, Yu wouldn't have confessed so smoothly and thoroughly.

Of course, Wu Zirui, who had studied in a private school for several years, understood the principle of being guilty of possessing a treasure. So, he did not tell anyone, including his father Wu Dahai.

It is true that a child without a mother has to grow up early.

Min Yiming actually envied Wu Zirui. They were both motherless children, but Wu Zirui's father did not remarry, but raised Wu Zirui alone with great difficulty.

Min Yiming was very envious.

Min Yiming is also very rational.

Min Yiming knew what path he wanted to take. So, after the government returned Juxianlou to him, he went directly to Wu Dahai, bought shares in Juxianlou, and handed it over to Wu Dahai to manage.

He only pays dividends every year.

Looking at the two restaurants that had already been renovated, Wu Zirui directly persuaded his father to agree.

I have to say that Min Yiming’s suggestion is the best solution.

Wu Dahai looked at Min Yiming with heartache in his eyes. They were both motherless children, but Min Yiming was much more pitiful than his own son. So, it was okay for him to run the business himself, and then he could give Min Yiming more dividends.

At this moment, Wu Dahai was even more glad that he did not remarry. Otherwise, his son might not be able to grow up healthy.

It has to be said that Yu, through his own efforts, has improved the atmosphere in Luoyang City a lot.

Many widowers would rather raise their children alone than remarry.

Otherwise, not to mention whether his own son would survive or not, even he himself might have to raise someone else's son while being cuckolded, and eventually die a violent death and give away all his wealth!

It’s scary to think about it!

What kind of injustice is this?

He is simply the best in the cuckold world!

Any man would politely decline the offer. Who would dare to take the risk and gamble in person? He must have been kicked in the head by a donkey.

Anyway, the men in Luoyang City consider themselves to be not fools, and certainly won’t make the same mistake as Zhao Yibo.

Of course, the orphans and widows in Luoyang City now live a very stable life, so they will not be forced to just find a man to marry. They will not do such dirty things as scheming against others.

Isn't it nice to be a decent person?

The Imperial Academy will never ignore the vulnerable groups - orphans and widows.

The National Master Hall provides a variety of livelihoods and protection, so that widows, widowers, and orphans can rely on their hard-working hands to get fair wages and support themselves and their children as long as they work hard and down to earth.

Is there a lot of trouble at the widow’s door?

nonexistent.

Anyone who dares to harass or oppress orphans and widows will be punished by the new law - twenty strokes of the cane, paraded through the streets, and forced to do hard labor for one year!

If someone is so evil that he wants to ignore the widow's wishes and make things a done deal, then congratulations, we can all have a seat at the table together: Anyone who forcibly bullies a woman or has sex with her - death!

This is the new law announced by the City Lord's Mansion.

There are too many new laws, and many of the old laws are not suitable for the current management system. The workload of deleting and reducing them is enormous, and it cannot be compiled into a book in a short time, let alone publicizing, distributing and enforcing them.

These all take time.

Of course, new laws can still be promulgated first. After all, laws must keep pace with the times!

Feminist movement, learn about it!

With Su Xiaoya, the female imperial teacher, who in the world dares to look down on girls?

Not to mention that the atmosphere in Luoyang City is getting better and better.

When Wu Zirui proposed to his father that he should go to Yingyue Market to sign up for the National Master's Hall assessment, he was actually a little nervous.

Who would have thought that Wu Dahai would be delighted when he heard it: "Really?"

Hahaha!

Looking at the laughing Wu Dahai, Wu Zirui was confused and stared at his father stupidly. Would he drive his father crazy?

Fortunately, Wu Dahai only smiled for a short while: "Good son, go! Dad will send you there personally. Now that you have joined the Imperial Master Hall, we must work hard and remember to repay our gratitude! Got it?"

Uh!

Dad is really crazy!

I am just preparing to register, no one can guarantee that I will pass!

As a result, my dad started to enjoy the responsibilities of being an outer disciple of the National Master's Palace. It really makes me speechless!

But why are the corners of his mouth getting higher and higher?

So happy!

In the end, Wu Dahai was unable to see his son off in person.

Wu Zirui insisted on going alone to "experience" something.

Min Yiming said that his master had taken him to travel around since he was very young, and this time he let him go to Yingyue Market alone to sign up.

We are all young men in the prime of life. Who doesn’t have the dream of traveling around the world with a sword?

After repeated tugs and pulls, Wu Zirui and Min Yiming finally traveled together.

The two young men had similar experiences and were now allies. Naturally, they soon became close friends who could talk about anything.

Wu Zirui was particularly curious about how Min Yiming controlled Yu to tell the truth, but Wu Zirui did not ask.

There should also be a sense of boundaries between friends.

Who doesn't have a secret?

What's more, this kind of ability may involve the other party's master, so we naturally can't ask about it.

Min Yiming, however, knew that Wu Zirui was curious. And there was really nothing to hide, so he told Wu Zirui that it was a hallucinogenic drug.

Of course, he wouldn't tell Wu Zirui every detail.

However, his gratitude to Grandpa Lin was even deeper. Grandpa Lin not only saved him, but also helped him to avenge his mother and gave her an explanation, so that she did not die in vain.

He missed Grandpa Lin.

That day, Lin Henian stuffed an oil-paper bag into Min Yiming's pocket and said, "Go to the largest medicine store in the city and find the owner Du Zi? and exchange it for one or two ounces of 'Snow on a Branch of Artemisia'."

When the paper package was opened, it contained dried powder of Gelsemium elegans mixed with a few crystal clear crystals - that was the poison extracted from several highly toxic substances such as arsenic, red thorn, and strychnos nux vomica. It was called "Frost Crane Blood Essence" in the "Book of Ten Thousand Poisons".

"On the fifteenth of next month, the disciples of the Imperial Master's Palace will patrol the city of Luoyang." Lin Henian hung a gourd on Min Yiming's waist, which contained the prepared "Drunken Powder". The medicinal fragrance was mixed with a faint scent of camphor.

"Yu has a habit of fumigating her clothes with camphor on the seventh day of every month. You only need to mix three parts of 'Drunken Heart Powder' into her rouge, and when her mind is confused..."

Lin Henian murmured a few words in his ear. The mountain wind outside the window blew up the dead leaves, making the remaining plaque of "Xuanhu Pavilion" clang.

A hint of sadness flashed across Min Yiming's eyes.

Grandpa Lin said that he has grown up and will have to walk his own path in the future.

However, he wanted to stay with Grandpa Lin and take care of him until his death!

In his life, apart from his mother's meticulous care and selfless love before he was three years old, the only care he received was from Grandpa Lin.

It is no exaggeration to say that he was saved and raised by Grandpa Lin. Grandpa Lin is his only living relative.

But Grandpa Lin left...

When Wu Zirui and Min Yiming went to Yingyue Market to sign up for the examination for outer disciples of the National Master's Palace, they were recognized by other people who had come from Luoyang City to sign up. The two ups and downs of events related to Juxian Tower spread like a gust of wind.

This kind of thing had happened more than once along the way, so the two of them remained calm and were not affected at all.

As the news of the incident between the Min and Wu families spread, Yingyue Market was in an uproar. It was really too tortuous and bizarre. It was like listening to a story, and it was impossible not to be excited.

Some of the more perceptive teahouses and restaurants have already started to have storytellers start to publish books, and the titles are more straightforward and simple, more bizarre and funny than the last: "Two or Three Things the Green Hat King Has to Say", "The Alternative Rise of Childhood Sweethearts", "The Counterattack of the Black-Hearted Son-in-Law"...

puff!

This is really ridiculous.

For a while, Yingyue Market was particularly lively, which gave the natives who only focused on cultivating immortals more gossip to share, and also made Yingyue Market more lively!

In the corner of the restaurant lobby, several young men and women in gorgeous clothes were listening to the discussion of the people in the restaurant with curiosity, and their eyes had different expressions.

"These two families, one sad and one happy, are obviously very serious stories. Why did these storytellers give them such vulgar names?" A girl with a delicate face frowned slightly, with obvious disgust in her eyes.

The girl was wearing a light blue skirt and a gauze jacket over it. The nine-colored glazed hairpin in her hair trembled with her movements, and even the icicle pendants on her earlobes were covered with frost.

The fingertips that held the handkerchief were lightly pink, but when she disliked the storyteller, she suddenly tightened her fingers, causing wrinkles on the lotus embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief. The tip of her nose wrinkled slightly, like an offended bird, but when she spoke, the ending tone was cold and sharp: "The foul air from the market has stained my clothes. I have to take a three-hour snow bath when I go back."

"They are just ordinary people in the market, how can they be elegant?"

A young man who looked carefree and unrestrained opened a gold-sprinkled jade fan with a swish. Four cursive characters "Drunkenly Slashing the Stars" came into view on the fan.

The raised arc of his brow bone when he raised his eyebrows brought out a bit of ruffian spirit. After he finished speaking, he closed the jade bone fan with a snap and turned the gold-sprinkled jade bone fan with his fingertips.

I don’t know what he was thinking of, but he suddenly stopped moving his fingertips, as if he was about to say something again.

But before he could open his mouth, a cold voice rang out: "Say less." Xiao Mochen, a young man in black sitting at the head, frowned slightly and rebuked his companion: "The important thing is more important!"

The young man in black had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his face looked as if it had been carved by a knife or an axe. His ink-black tight-sleeved clothes were embroidered with dark cloud and thunder patterns, and half a jade pendant with a carved dragon hung around his waist.

"Brother Xiao is right." Chu Wantang, the cute baby-faced girl, spoke up to support the young man in black.

Chu Wantang's big round eyes were set on her baby face, which looked particularly big. The light yellow shorts made her look more lively and energetic.

As Chu Wantang spoke, she picked up a piece of cake from the table and put it into her mouth, chewing it slowly. As she moved, a string of small bells hanging around her waist jingled, adding a bit of playfulness.

She is indeed a very cute girl.

"Cui Jiangu, Leng Yunya, this is Yingyue Market, don't mess things up."

The silver-haired girl Gu Yili also spoke softly. The silver threads in her hair were woven into a net with ice silk, and the broken diamonds dotted her hair like falling stars, which set off her silver-gray wide-sleeved fairy skirt, making her look indescribably lively!

"Humph!"

Leng Yunya snorted coldly and said nothing more.

These five people are none other than the saints and holy daughters of the three hidden sects, one clan and one religion - the Qingming Sect, the Canglan Sect, the Taixu Immortal Sect, the Lingxianyin, and the Wuyin Immortal Sect.

Cui Linggu put the jade fan into his waist and stopped talking, saying nothing. He just glanced at the storyteller impatiently, because he really didn't like the style of these storytellers.

It's clearly a story of revenge and good deeds in the martial arts world, but these storytellers just focus on the erotic love triangle and just gloss over the details of the revenge and good deeds, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

In fact, Cui Linggu really wronged these storytellers, and no one knew the reason why Yu confessed his guilt out of nowhere.

Wu Zirui and Min Yiming would naturally not tell anyone about the details. Therefore, outsiders only heard the whole story from the public trial, and all they could say was the trial result posted on the notice.

However, the common people present at the scene like the result of redressing their grievances the most. As for the process, it is not important. What is important is that the inspector of the National Master Hall really speaks for the common people and is willing to give them justice.

Therefore, every time the final verdict was heard, the hall was filled with cheers. Then, everyone straightened their backs with pride, held their heads high, and were extremely proud.

After all, except for the original indigenous residents, the others who were able to live in Yingyuefang City were people who came from all directions specifically to seek refuge with the Su family, and all of them had gone through numerous screenings.

Especially all the merchants who opened shops in Yingyue Market, they have passed layers of screening and are considered half members of the Su family.