Jiangshan is not as good as you

In the early morning of the next day, the three of them continued on their way, and returned to Wu's territory at the busiest time in the afternoon.

The three set up horses and shuttled through the small streets and alleys.

Unexpectedly, Wu Xie did not go directly to the entrance of Wujiatang, but first took the two of them into a teahouse, asked for a small booth, and ordered a pot of Biluochun.

It is said to be a compartment, but it is actually a small open space, surrounded by hollow screens, forming a slightly empty and separate small space.

Before the fat man could ask, Wu Xie took the initiative to explain: "This is the second uncle's teahouse. Before going to the hall, I still want to inquire about the news. We only heard a few words in the palace, which is not enough to judge the current situation. .Let’s take a look at what the folks have spread before we can make a targeted plan.”

"How many days are you planning to stay outside?" Zhang Qiling asked.

"Well... it's almost enough to stay for a day or two." Wu Xie thought about it.

The three of them fell silent, drinking tea while listening to the conversation of the people outside.

"Hey, have you heard that our new little emperor ran out when he first took office, and I heard that he came back a few days ago and ran out again." Someone said in a low voice.

"Look at what you said! How old is the little emperor? Maybe he found a good friend outside and didn't dare to take him home, so he could only run away all day!" Another voice teased, and finally laughed wretchedly: "I heard that our little emperor looks so tender. He said that he lost half his soul at the sight of it. I really want to try it..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by another person: "What are you thinking! Don't kill you!"

In the cubicle, the fat man looked angry, put down his tea bowl and wanted to rush out to fight with someone, but was stopped by Wu Xie, so he had to hold back his anger and sit back.

"They—" they just realized what they were saying, and lowered their voice again: "Aren't you angry when they say that about you?! If I were you, I would have long since recognized the mother they beat up! "

Wu Xie took a sip of tea, without any fluctuation on his expressionless face: "Let them talk if they like to talk. The mouth grows on them, and I can't control what they want to say. Besides," he said The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a hint of danger, although it was fleeting, they were caught by the two of them. "Do you know why I came to Second Uncle's teahouse?"

"It is a serious crime to blaspheme the current Holy One with words."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a commotion outside, the sound of tables and chairs being overturned, the sound of porcelain falling to the ground and shattering, and the sound of quarrels rang out instantly.

Wu Xie was unmoved at all, with a calm expression, lowered his eyes, and reached out to refill a pot of tea for himself.

The fat man seemed a little surprised, and sat on the seat in a daze.

Zhang Qiling was also a little surprised. He raised his head and glanced around, then returned his gaze to Wu Xie, and finally inadvertently landed on his moist lips after drinking tea, unconsciously replaying what he just heard in his mind: "I really want to try..."

What would you like to try?

He thought of the satisfied expression of the man when he licked his lips after eating the candied haws, and suddenly there was a little turmoil in his heart, his eyes were full of that man, lively, indifferent, serious, tired, and elegant...

"Brother?" Wu Xie called out in a daze when seeing Zhang Qiling suddenly staring at him in a daze.

Zhang Qiling came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Someone outside the screen made a bow in the direction of Wu Xie inside the screen, and Wu Xie asked him to come in.

"The troublemaker has already been dealt with. I'm really sorry for disturbing Little Buddha's interest."

"No problem." Wu Xie waved his hand.

"In addition, the second master asked me to bring you a sentence—" The visitor paused before continuing: "The second master said that it's okay to be modest when you go out, but you can't be bullied. In any case, the Wu family has not yet Reduced to the point where you can be bullied."

Wu Xie was taken aback when he heard the words, then smiled lightly and said, "I see."

"Farewell."

"Our second uncle is...?" After a long time, the fat man asked.

"The second uncle's news is fast enough." Wu Xie sighed: "We just arrived here, and he knew about it. I'm afraid he got the news as soon as we entered the outer city."