I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Ji Xiaobei raised his gun and shot at Taoist Wuji in the chest.

Taoist Wuji's body twisted wildly as if his muscles were pulled, and blood flowed out of his mouth.

Ji Xiaobei hit him in the lower abdomen. It was heard that this place was very sensitive and it would be more stimulating if electric current passed through it.

"Ow ooh..."

Taoist Wuji screamed continuously. Lei Qi, who had just woken up on the other side of the wall, fainted again after hearing the sound.

Fu Jichang pulled Ji Xiaobei back and thought:

This woman is so unsure with her hands, she shoots randomly...

Ji Xiaobei shook off Fu Jichang's hand and shot Wuji in the neck. His hair stood up, he grew a lot taller, and the expression on his skull face was hideous and terrifying.

"Ah...ah..."

Taoist Wuji was trembling and screaming.

"How was it? The electric shock must have been thrilling, how about a few shots from behind?" Ji Xiaobei turned behind him and raised his gun.

Taoist Wuji shouted in a trembling voice: "Auntie, please spare my life, please spare my life... I will tell you, I will tell you..."

Taoist Wuji told King Qing about his series of plans.

Fu Jichang was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time.

Ji Xiaobei killed Taoist Wuji with one sword. He was a traitor to the country. What's the point of keeping such a person?

Fu Jichang came out of the house with a heavy heart.

Lei Qi's screams from next door were heard again.

Ji Xiaobei was annoyed by being shouted at and kicked the door open.

Lei Qi's lower body was covered in blood and he collapsed on the ground, twisting his body in pain.

He has committed murder and deserves to die.

Fu Jichang arrived early, and judging from Lei Qi's appearance, this must be his masterpiece.

In order to relieve his pain, Ji Xiaobei took out the medicine given by Huang Po and stuffed it into his mouth.

When the man in black eats it, his memory disappears. When Lei Qi eats it, his memory also disappears.

Lei Qi, be a good person in your next life.

She cut the ropes off him.

Fu Jichang stood outside, the sun shining on him, but he couldn't help feeling cold all over.

Prince Qing exported salt and iron, colluded with foreign enemies, and rebelled against his superiors.

He had thought about this before, but since there was no confirmation, he still had a glimmer of hope.

Now Taoist Wuji has confessed everything.

He actually didn't know what to do?

Yes, we need to remind His Majesty first.

He wanted to go back immediately and write a memorial to the emperor.

Ji Xiaobei followed him back to Mingyi Lane.

Fu Jichang wandered around the study room restlessly. When the children came, he coaxed them away.

Guoguo went home and learned it and told Ji Xiaobei.

Ji Xiaobei: Fu Jichang wouldn't really report Taoist Wuji's words to the emperor, that would be really stupid.

She didn't want anything to happen to Fu Jichang.

She asked Mrs. Lin to take care of the two children and have fun at home, and quickly went to Fu Jichang's yard.

Fu Jichang was bending over his desk, writing furiously.

"What are you writing?" Ji Xiaobei asked.

"I will write down everything that Taoist Wuji said. If something happens to me someday, this letter will be returned to His Majesty. Prince Qing has committed treason and violated the will of heaven, and he will be severely punished."

Ji Xiaobei breathed a sigh of relief. Fu Jichang was still somewhat rational and would not present it to the emperor now.

No, wait a minute!

Ji Xiaobei looked at Fu Jichang fiercely:

Nothing can happen to you!

"What's wrong?" Fu Jichang raised his head and met two fiery gazes.

"Master Wuji said that he would make everyone around you disappear one by one. If something happens to you, how can you protect the people around you?"

Ji Xiaobei said this with certainty.

Fu Jichang's eyebrows relaxed and he said, "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

If Ji Xiaobei had spoken to him in this tone in the past, Fu Jichang would have definitely teased him, but now he only felt a warm and sour feeling in his heart.

His heart suddenly tightened. He was now involved in a cruel dispute.

Unable to escape.

The emperor had secret talks with him several times. The emperor was a soft-hearted man and could not bear to see brothers killing each other, so he came up with the idea of ​​sending the prince to the border to lead troops to fight.

At that time, whoever can drive out foreign enemies and preserve the country will become the crown prince.

He hoped that his other sons would assist the crown prince well.

If the wish cannot be realized, then the princes will be left at the border and not allowed to return to Beijing without orders.

Fu Jichang knew all this.

His Majesty has high hopes for Prince Qing.

Prince Qing dealt with floods in the south and was supported by the local people and had some political achievements in the local area.

That year, the emperor made him the vassal king of several cities in the south and named him King Qing.

He suddenly fell ill last year and was recuperating in the capital.

He has not returned to his fiefdom so far.

Fu Jichang withdrew his thoughts and said to Ji Xiaobei: "Can you grind ink?"

"Grinding ink, no..."

Ji Xiaobei said to himself, I can't write, how can I grind ink?

Fu Jichang slowly poured the ink into the inkstone and taught her how to grind the ink.

Ji Xiaobei: Are you sure you want me to do this?

Fu Jichang handed her the inkstone and said, "That's it, sit here!"

Fu Jichang's tone was gentle.

Ji Xiaobei: Are you sure I can do it?

She sat on a low stool and stirred gently with her hands, imitating Fu Jichang's behavior.

I couldn't help but look at Fu Jichang's calligraphy, no, I looked at Fu Jichang's hands.

White, crisp and tender. No, white and tender. Ji Xiaobei couldn't think of a suitable word to describe it. Anyway, it looked very white, tender and soft.

Then I looked at my hands. They were fat and there seemed to be a dent when I pressed them.

There’s too much meat!

However, my mother said that such hands are a blessing and will bring wealth!

Whoever marries Ji Xiaobei will have smoke rising from his ancestral grave.

Ji Xiaobei chuckled: There was smoke coming out, maybe it was set on fire by her eldest daughter!

It was okay for her to smile, but her hand trembled and the inkstone fell down.

It fell right onto the skirt.

No ink was wasted at all, as it was all caught by the skirt.

And the inkstone was also lying obediently on the skirt.

Ji Xiaobei screamed "Ah".

Fu Jichang paused with his pen, and some ink stained the paper.

He turned his head and saw Ji Xiaobei looking at his skirt with a grin.

"Well, I'm so sorry, how about I compensate you with a bottle of ink?"

Ji Xiaobei looked up and said embarrassedly.

There is such a talented and brilliant judge around him, but he can't even grind ink properly.

Seeing her panicked and aggrieved look, Fu Jichang finally acted like a little girl. He curled his lips in satisfaction and said, "No need!"

"Then you have to compensate me with a skirt. My clothes are very valuable!"

Ji Xiaobei blurted out.

Fu Jichang: ...

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up, reached out for the towel hanging on the rope, and wanted to wipe Ji Xiaobei.

Ji Xiaobei grabbed the inkstone and put it on the table.

"Let me do it, let me wipe it!"

Ji Xiaobei wiped the ink clean with a towel.

Ji Xiaobei stood up, holding her wet skirt in both hands, with an angry look on her face.

How can I go out?

When Fu Jichang saw her like that, his mood immediately improved.

He smiled and teased her, "It seems that it is more appropriate to give you a knife!"

"I was not born to be a student. I went to all the tutoring classes around the school, but not a single teacher said that I was good enough for school..."

Ji Xiaobei felt that he had said something rude and quickly shut up.

"What is a tutoring class?" Fu Jichang asked with interest.