After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

"All of you, fellow villagers, please come and redress my grievances."

After the howl, the lingering sound attracted all the passers-by who loved to join in the fun.

He covered his cheek with one hand, pretending to be slapped by Mo Ping: "Think about how glorious it was when I, Xun Zhan, won the top three places in the imperial examination and rode in a sedan chair to parade through the streets. But now, I have fallen to the point where even a servant in the Shen Mansion can bully me."

"I was indeed demoted earlier because I failed to recall General Xiao Han back to the Divine Capital. But now my old boss has submitted a memorial to the Emperor to reinstate me because of my past merits."

Turning back and pointing at the plaque of the Shen Mansion, Xun Zhan said hesitantly, "But, Shen Jinmo is not a human being. He relies on his control over government affairs to reject the memorials every time, leaving me with no place to display my ambition to serve my country."

He moved among the onlookers with great agility, shouting and howling.

He slapped his palms repeatedly with the back of his hands, filled with endless sadness.

"Now that I have reached the age of marriage, and now I have no official position, which woman in the world would look up to me?"

"This Shen Jinmo has ulterior motives. His goal is to make my Xun family extinct so that he can monopolize the government."

Mo Ping and his servant chased Xun Zhan until they were out of breath, but Xun Zhan was still able to describe his misery in a vivid and emotional way like a storyteller.

The noise outside the Shen Mansion was not suppressed by Mo Ping's appearance, but instead attracted all the nobles from the surrounding areas out of the mansion.

Even the street vendors squeezed into the crowd to do business.

Suddenly, the Shen Mansion, which even dogs had to avoid in the past, became a stage for everyone to gather and have fun.

If it were in the past, even if he was beaten to death, Mo Ping would never believe that a prime minister family with a hundred years of history could produce such a shameless son.

Mo Ping stared at Xun Zhan fiercely, and after Xun Zhan gave him a look, he begged, "Second Master Xun, please don't run away. Tell me what you want, and I will tell you."

Xun Zhan wiped the non-existent tears with his sleeve and cleared his throat which had been overused last night and had been broken by the howl.

"Mo Ping, you also think your master has gone too far, so you're speaking up for me, right?"

Mo Ping frowned and leaned his head forward, then pulled it back very slowly.

Did he mean it?

Why did he feel that Xun Zhan was dragging him down and accusing him of betraying his master?

Mo Pingshang pondered over this remark secretly, and the original liveliness suddenly stopped. The onlookers began to push each other and leave.

Xun Zhan squeezed out of the crowd and pushed away Mo Ping, who had lost his usefulness. He looked at Shen Jin and curled his lips evilly.

"Get in."

The three cold words made those who walked slowly break into a cold sweat for Xun Zhan.

Shen Jinmo was angry.

Xun Zhan is in trouble.

While sorting the baskets, the peddler whispered, "Mr. Xun Er, why don't you try this relationship some other day?"

"Thank you for your concern, uncle, but if I miss today, Lord Shen will definitely not want to see me next time."

Xun Zhan changed his expression again and howled in his hoarse voice: "For the sake of the inheritance of my Xun family, I will break into the Shen Mansion no matter what."

The peddler was so frightened by Xun Zhan's howl that he collapsed to the ground. He didn't even dare to raise his head and ran out dragging the basket.

He wanted to help Xun Zhan, but Xun Zhan wanted his life!

Xun Zhan took hesitant but courageous steps, sobbing like a young wife who was being bullied, and stepped into the door of the Shen Mansion.

Xun Zhan's reinstatement should have been a matter of course, but the memorials were rejected one after another by Shen Jinmo.

A treacherous minister doesn't need a reason to act, but as Xun Zhan is the person who knows Shen Jinmo best in this God's City, how could he not notice something unusual?

Ignoring Shen Jinmo's gloomy expression that could scare people to death, Xun Zhan kicked the door of the study room shut, and then picked up a soft stool and placed it in the study.

With half of his body leaning against the back of the chair and his legs drooping on the soft stool, he looked exactly like the landlord who had just been cracking melon seeds and watching the excitement.

Waving his hand, Xun Zhan arranged: "Shen Jinmo, pour me some tea. I can't drink anything too hot."

He picked up the steaming teapot at hand, opened the lid and pressed forward towards Xun Zhan.

Just by looking at the drooping curve of the teapot, Xun Zhan knew that Shen Jinmo was going to scald him to death with this boiling hot tea.

Since he doesn't have a sweet and soft person in his arms, he can't look down on others living a good life.

Shen Jinmo's mind is extremely narrow.

His lips moved but no sound came out. I could tell what Xun Zhan said through the shape of his lips.

Xun Zhan's men were also staring at the places that Mo Ping was staring at.

Moreover, Xun Zhan came to the same conclusion only two hours later than Mo Ping.

The tea that was supposed to fall on Xun Zhan's face actually spilled onto the new leather boots Xun Zhan was wearing.

The leather boots were quite thick, so Xun Zhan's feet were indeed not injured.

But his legs were stained with hot water because he was lying flat, which burned Xun Zhan so much that he grimaced and kept jumping on tiptoe.

After the pain was over, Xun Zhan hurriedly sat on the ground and wiped the leather boots on his feet with his sleeves.

This was made for him by his little Jiu, and he wore it today to show off: "Shen Jinmo, you are really becoming more and more unhuman!"

"I haven't seen you for a few months. Your methods are now comparable to those of that street-swearing person."

He rolled up his trouser legs and wiped his red skin with the cool towel: "Why do you care what I look like? It's my ability that I was able to get in."

One's face is for outsiders to see, and Xun Zhan doesn't have the time to care about outsiders.

Sitting down beside Xun Zhan, Shen Jinmo whispered to him, "Does the Ming King know that you are crying and wailing in order to continue the Xun family's lineage?"

Putting down his trouser legs, Xun Zhan straightened his collar and said, "Yes, I can give birth. Can your Xie Nanxing give birth?"

"idiot."

Shen Jinmo, who rarely talks, has never scolded anyone in person.

After being scolded today, Xun Zhan suddenly felt refreshed: "Hahaha, Shen Jinmo, you are so angry, is it because I disturbed your good things?"

After this question was asked, all the tenderness that Shen Jinmo had never felt in his dream became Xun Zhan's fault.

"Before Xia Ling's wedding, there is no chance of your reinstatement."

He leaned his head closer to Shen Jinmo and said in a low voice, "If you don't reinstate me, I will directly spread the news that Xie Nanxing is not dead."

"If you dare to let me go, I will throw back all the dirty water you threw at Xia Ling."

Between him and Xun Zhan, Xia Hong would definitely favor and trust him.

"Shen Jinmo!"

Standing up and returning to the main seat in the study, Shen Jinmo said nonchalantly: "I don't want to. No news in this world can penetrate the red walls of the inner court of the palace."

Xun Zhan stood up and took a step towards Shen Jinmo: "Shen Jinmo, you and I both know that the man in the palace is willing to trust you with his heart now because he has not suffered any harm."

"If he ever feels the slightest threat, you and everything behind you will not only be gone, but you will also be hurt."

His earlobes moved slightly, and someone who shouldn't have come into the house came.