The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

The environment in the inn is not very good.

The matching tables and chairs look quite old, and the sign on the wall used to record the menu is also very old, but it looks like it has been carefully taken care of every day. It is not spotless, but it is still clean and tidy.

Even so, the several ministers who were brought along for the purpose of close surveillance all looked at this "shabby inn" with disgust.

Shock, contempt, amusement, joy...

All kinds of emotions overlapped together, making Gu Ruizhou a little confused about the situation at hand.

"Here, here, please put the fruit drink here!"

Jiang Yingcheng didn't notice the change in everyone's expressions. She just looked at the fruit drink in the shopkeeper's hand excitedly, waving her little hands constantly.

【Please show off to Cheng Cheng! 】

Gu Ruizhou collected his thoughts and walked towards the little guy.

He tried to breathe steadily: "Enjoy your meal, sir."

The porcelain hit the table with a crisp "click" sound, as if a switch was pressed in the overly quiet environment. Everyone was finally called back to their senses and broke free from their stiff state.

should……

They have the same name, right?

There are more than a dozen people named Gu Ruizhou in this world——

Back then, after the death of the world-famous Gu Ruizhou, Da Rui launched a very strange wave of "commemoration".

Newborn babies were named Ruizhou, students who had just started school were named Ruizhou, and even many adult men, regardless of their family tree, forcibly changed their names to Ruizhou.

Cenzhou, as Gu Ruizhou's hometown, is the "hardest hit area" by this wave.

Among the hundreds of people on this "auspicious boat", there are always a few with the surname Gu...

Right?

Jiang Yanchuan personally poured tea into the cups and then poured a glass of fruit drink for the little guy.

His movements were indescribably lazy and casual, yet exuding an air of nobility.

After the little guy drank it happily, Jiang Yanchuan slowly turned around and asked casually, "How long will the meal take?"

Gu Ruizhou came back to his senses: "In another stick of incense, they will be presented one after another."

Jiang Yanchuan said nonchalantly, "As soon as possible."

The little girl has been eating biscuits all the time. If I let her keep eating like this, I’m afraid she won’t be able to eat her food later.

It’s not that he didn’t think about asking the little guy to stop, but every time he opened his mouth, the little guy would raise his head with tears in his eyes and say in a wronged voice that he was “very hungry”.

Jiang Yanchuan had no way to deal with her.

Gu Ruizhou had no choice but to ignore the strange looks from the group of people and turned back to the kitchen to continue helping.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Gu Ruizhou until they were sure that he had completely left, and then they looked at the small figure beside Emperor Mingze with burning eyes.

Cenzhou people, then what? !

What does this have to do with the "original" Cenzhou native Gu Ruizhou? !

Jiang Yanchuan moved his slender fingers slightly and poured himself a glass in the same way.

He lowered his eyes to look at the light pink fruit drink in the cup, and his thoughts slowly spread along with the ripples on the water.

Gu Ruizhou and Gu Qingtian from Cenzhou.

He is honest, loves the people, is humble and resourceful.

His knowledge is comparable to Liu Hongfei's, but he does not have the arrogance of a scholar.

If I had to say what this person has shortcomings——

He was a staunch supporter of King Jing.

Based on what he knew, Gu Ruizhou was behind several of King Jing's political achievements that were popular among the people.

However, this man's carefree and unrestrained life ended in a fire.

In the spring of the seventh year of the Tianqi reign, Gu Ruizhou, who had ascended to the position of prime minister, suddenly dismissed all the servants in his home, and then set fire to the prime minister's residence.

The fire burned all night and was not put out until the next morning.

It is said that the charred body was found in the study of the prime minister's residence. The body shape and features were exactly the same as Gu Ruizhou's. Therefore, although there were many doubts in this matter, it could only be hastily closed.

only……

If this shopkeeper is the Prime Minister Gu Ruizhou of that year, his appearance and temperament have changed too much.

Jiang Yingcheng had no idea what everyone was thinking. She happily drank the fruit drink in her hand in small sips, then grabbed a small biscuit and went back to eating the watermelon.

[I’m talking, I’m talking… Cenzhou Gu Ruizhou, and then what, and then what…]

The ministers breathed rapidly: What then? What then?!

【Wow!!】

Jiang Yingcheng's eyes suddenly widened: [This shopkeeper, he was once a prime minister?! ]

The Minister of Rites Chu Jiaxu, who wanted to use the rough tea to relieve the itch in his throat, spat out another mouthful of tea.

The Minister of Personnel Chu Dong on the opposite side was so frightened that he could not dodge in time and was forced to be drenched in the tea-scented rain.

"Prime Minister - Mmmmm..." General Guide Lei Zhixin almost screamed out, but Yuan Liangping, who was sitting next to him, covered his mouth.

The courtiers who could not hear the little guy's inner voice looked at them suspiciously. Yuan Liangping smiled calmly with full experience and said in an exaggerated voice: "You don't want it to rain, General Lei? I am a firm believer in sunny days."

Chu Jiaxu, who had just apologized to Chu Dong, said: "..."

Lei Zhixin, who hadn't even had time to drink tea, said: "..."

The courtiers who could not hear the little guy's thoughts turned their eyes away indifferently, while the upright people who could hear the little guy's thoughts breathed a sigh of relief, and then, they suddenly raised their spirits in the next breath.

【Hey hey hey~】

[The former prime minister has become the innkeeper today...]

[There is a melon! There must be a melon in this! ]

Jiang Yingcheng didn't know about this person's past achievements. He just picked out the part that interested him the most and flipped directly to the end of the information to find the answer to his question.

After arriving in Quchun, Gu Ruizhou had been running his inn business step by step. The information provided by the system was just a few words. Jiang Yingcheng only flipped through it twice and saw the information related to the fire.

And then, with just one glance——

[Eh! !]

[Such a luxurious house, just burned down?! ]

During the Darui period, when court officials reached a certain level of official rank, the imperial court would personally grant them a house based on their official rank and specific circumstances.

Gu Ruizhou's situation is rather special.

He never married or took a concubine in his life, but because of his position as prime minister, the court still allocated him a very spacious house.

The prime minister's residence has three entrances and three exits and is located in the best area in the capital. After being renovated, it is now occupied by the current right prime minister, Tan Wenhan, who does not believe in ghosts and gods.

Jiang Yingcheng used his chubby little hands to count the repair costs displayed on the panel. The more he counted, the angrier he became!

[That, that's my beautiful father's money, why did he burn it? ! ! ]

[Damn it! Cheng Cheng must get everything back from my beautiful father!!]

Was that the money he burned the imperial court? !

No!

That's her life!!

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."

A group of people who were waiting for the big melon: "..."

Ah? ? ?