I'll tell you the secret and let's laugh together!

Du Ting staggered forward and bumped into Lu Mao, shouting "Second Brother" while dragging the person forward.

Seeing that they were about to enter the dry toilet, Lu Mao no longer had time to think about why Du Ting was standing here while Du Erye fell into the pit. He could only quickly speak up to dissuade him:

"Master Du, please don't do that. I know you are eager to save the Second Master, but you just drank a lot of wine and are tired. Please don't go forward and cause trouble for the guards."

"I believe the guards will be able to rescue Master Du."

Ning Zhiyi came online and clapped loudly, "Master Lu is right. He is worthy of being the runner-up in the imperial examination. His analysis is very thorough."

Lu Mao's face darkened. The second place winner was mentioned again. He obviously had the talent to be the first place winner. The position of the first place winner that year should have been his!

If it weren’t for his poor background, how could he have come in second place!

Du Tingke had been staring at him, and naturally did not miss the gloomy look that flashed across his eyes. Taking advantage of his unstable mind, he pretended to be drunk and exhausted, and put all his body weight on Lu Mao. He also secretly tripped him and successfully made Lu Mao fall forward.

"Hey, Lord Lu, you can't do that. I know you have a good relationship with your second brother. You don't have to be so anxious to save him." Du Ting shouted loudly. The voice was so loud that he didn't sound like a drunk person.

Ning Yuanzhi's mouth was open so wide that an egg could be stuffed in it, and Du Shaofeng had to help him close it manually.

[Hahaha, Lu Mao also went down to eat shit, he deserved it, it would be best to drown him, big brother's tragedy is also caused by Lu Mao, I have to find a way to kill these people in advance.]

[Humph, Lu Mao is a person who values ​​his reputation the most. Just wait and see how I deal with you.]

"Oh my God, Master Du got drunk and fell into the toilet and ate shit. Lord Lu Maolu has a deep brotherly relationship with Master Du and volunteered to rush into the pit to eat shit with Master Du." Ning Zhiyi shouted at the top of her voice, so loud that even passers-by outside the Du Mansion's wall could hear it.

"This brotherhood is truly moving." Ning Zhiyi raised his voice again.

[What a pity, it can’t move me. ]

[I am an emotionless melon-eating machine. ]

Du Ting nodded silently in his heart. He didn't understand what the words "eating melons" and "machines" meant, but he knew that he had no emotions either.

The two of them sang a duet in perfect harmony.

Du Ting: "Second brother, don't open your mouth when you are in the pit. If you open your mouth, don't swallow it."

Ning Zhiyi: "Lord Lu is willing to help his brothers, he is truly a role model for our generation."

Du Ting: "My second brother."

Ning Zhiyi: "Lord Lu."

Ning Yuanzhi and Du Shaofeng were two simpletons, watching the fun with great interest.

Ning Yuanze glanced at Ning Zhiyi who was doing something with a smile in his eyes, called Laicai, Du Shaofeng's servant, and whispered a few instructions to him.

Laicai leaned over and listened. His eyes became brighter and brighter as he listened. After listening, he nodded vigorously.

He is going to protect the reputation of his second master!

The noise from the Du residence and Ning Zhiyi's shouting successfully attracted many passers-by who came to watch the fun.

The onlookers were chattering away, saying that Master Du had loved eating shit since he was a child, and now he liked it so much that he jumped directly into the pit to eat it.

Others said that Mr. Du had done too many evil things and was bewitched by evil spirits, so he ended up eating shit.

Even more outrageous is the claim that he owed money and was thrown into the pit by debt collectors.

These people spoke with such confidence, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

Who could have thought that in just a short time like a stick of incense, so many different kinds of news would come out.

It is true that good news never travels far, but bad news travels a thousand miles.

Lai Cai rolled his eyes, took a step forward, put his hands on his hips, and shouted at the onlookers: "You bunch of unruly people, you are here to slander the reputation of my second master, get out of here!"

"Our master didn't eat shit! You guys are a bunch of mud legs, how dare you slander our second master? If you don't get out of here, I will let the dogs bite you!"

"I warn you not to reveal a single word of this matter. If my Second Master's reputation is damaged by this, I will never forgive you!"

The onlookers were angry. Great, they were scolded for just watching the fun, and they are not allowed to spread it, right? They will tell the storyteller about it!

So, before several famous storytellers in the capital started their lectures, they were suddenly told by their employers that the content would be changed. At first, the storytellers were reluctant, but after seeing the changed content, they flicked their fans and started telling their stories with great joy.

When they talked about Du Erye's eating shit, it was as if they had seen it live. One of the storytellers even told how many times Du Erye drank...

The people who were listening to the book were also talking about it.

"Oh my god, I fell into the pit. I'm going to vomit up the food I ate the night before."

"Brother, stop talking. I've just vomited up the overnight meal. If I accidentally eat it again, ugh, I can't take it anymore."

"Don't you think Lord Lu is very loyal? He is willing to go down and save people like this. Brothers should be like this, right?"

"You know what? Lord Lu looks aloof and aloof, like an immortal. I never thought he could do this for his brother."

"Do you think there is some kind of 'brotherhood' that we don't know about...

In just two hours, the news of Master Du Er falling into the manure pit and the "brotherhood" between Lu Mao and Master Du Er spread quickly throughout the capital.