Wind Wave 2

When he saw Mr. Wu's pale face and bloodless, Du Yayi shook his head with a sneer and said, "Originally talking about the royal matter is a matter of killing the head of the heavy and punishing the light, I didn't expect that Mr. Wu could ignore the safety of his family and publicize the great disrespect here. I don't know whether it should be admired or... Wu Xian Sheng, you didn't come here to spread rumors under someone's instructions, so don't frame us. Du Yayi's tone suddenly became fierce, and her eyes became fierce and scary.

"Du Yayi, Mr. Wu just talked among our friends. He didn't mean to spread royal rumors. Why do you..." He was talking about a middle-aged man who was friends with Mr. Wu. He couldn't get used to Du Yayi's sudden shrill face. Unfortunately, he was interrupted by Du Yayi before he finished his words.

"Is it just a discussion between friends? But Mr. Wu's voice was so loud that even the whole teahouse could hear it. What do you mean? Knowing that these words can't be said, it's still so loud. Aren't you really afraid of the emperor's spies in the people? Mr. Wu had already expected that there would be an emperor's spy among the people, so he insisted on spreading it. Du Yayi's face became colder and colder. She came to Mr. Wu and asked, "Why did Mr. Wu hurt us?" We have no grudge against you. Why do you want to pull us into the water?

As soon as Du Yayi said his words, several people beside him immediately thought of the consequences of the matter. Although it can be the affairs of the imperial dynasty in the teahouse, there is also a measure.

Mr. Wu smiled awkwardly and said, "Xiao Du, how can I hurt you? I'm just telling my friends something I know. I just saw that you were also interested in in inquire, otherwise..."

Du Yayi turned his head and looked at the officials who were coming upstairs. Everyone also looked at them. Suddenly, several people's faces turned white as rice paper.

"Mr. Wu, I didn't expect that my friends for many years would frame us like this." After seeing the official, he forced Mr. Wu to speak big, but he could only wait for the official to arrest.

Several officials were inseparable. When they came up, they tied up. When the people around them saw that something was wrong, they hurriedly went downstairs. The officials did not stop them, but just caught the middle-aged Du Yayi and Mr. Wu who discussed the royal secret.

"Mr. Wu, there is a rumor that someone secretly told you to walk here about the royal family. In view of the seriousness of the matter, we must arrest you and your companions immediately." Officials are all the subordinates of the Iron-faced God in Shuntianfu, Kyoto, and the law is selfless.

"Your Excellency, we didn't say anything." A middle-aged man almost fell to the ground softly, and was caught by an official who did not fall to the ground softly.

"Have you brought your own witness to the court? You can say nothing now, and then you can say enough about it." The official said coldly, and there was no emotion on his face.

"Let's go." Just as the sudden arrival of officials took those people away, the young man sitting in the east stood up for love and walked towards the officials.

"Brother, I want to ask Mr. Wu a question. I don't know if it's okay." As the young man said, he took out something from his arms and took it back. After the official saw the thing, his face changed, so he stepped aside and said nothing more. The meaning was already clear.

The young man came to Mr. Wu with a pale face, looked at him carefully for a moment, and then said, "Sir, I want to ask you, who are your relatives and friends in Fengfu?"

"Mr. Wu, don't you dare to say the names of your relatives and friends? Or can't you say it at all? Or is it someone who makes you afraid to open your mouth? The young man asked three questions in a row, making Mr. Wu's face paler and bloodless.

"I... I don't know anything." After Mr. Wu said a word, he closed his mouth and said nothing more.

"Mr. Wu, who is the person who instructed you? Why did he want you to frame Feng Taishi? To slander the emperor's reputation?" Mr. Wu's friends all know that the owner of Mr. Wu's relatives and friends is Feng Taishi, because there is only one senior official surnamed Feng in the city.

"No one instructs me, really no one instructs me." Mr. Wu showed a desperate expression on his face. He looked at the young man in front of him, his lips turned white, and he kept shaking his head.

"In fact, why did Mr. Wu replace that person to frame Feng Taishi? It can be imagined after thinking about it, but he doesn't understand why the man framed him. After all, Feng Taishi is still incorruptible as an official in this dynasty, and there should be no right." The young man looked at Mr. Wu with a wry smile and motioned to the official, asking them to take people away.

When they were ready to leave, the young man shouted at the official, "Brother, you stay with Du Yayi, and let the others go. After all, they have no sin. Don't embarrass Mr. Wu. If he doesn't want to say it, just don't say it. The official listened to the young man's words and didn't know what his identity was. He could directly order the hands of the famous Iron-faced God in Kyoto to release people.

The official let the other people go without saying anything and left with Mr. Wu.

The atmosphere in the teahouse is not relaxed by the departure of officials, but more serious, because people don't know why the iron-faced man's men are so respectful to a strange young man, and they don't know what his identity is, but everyone's intuition tells themselves that this young man must come. After the young man saw that other middle-aged people had left, he shouted to Xiao Er, "Little brother, find me a clean private room." After receiving the money handed over by the young man, Xiao Er smiled and led them to a clean private room.

"Please sit down." Du Yayi didn't know why the young man stayed alone, and he didn't know why he wanted to stay by himself, but he didn't feel nervous, as if the young man sitting in front of him was his friend for many years.

"Why should I stay alone?" Du Yayi sat for a long time and didn't hear the young man ask him anything. He couldn't help asking. Don't worry. Let's have a good cup of tea first and talk later. The young man poured him a good cup of tea, and he tasted it carefully.

"Do you want to be an official?" Du Yayi drank tea quietly, but he didn't expect the young man to ask at this time. Du Yayi was stunned, but quickly said, "As a scholar, I don't want to get a meritorious name at a time. It's just a shallow knowledge... And there are also..."

"I'm asking whether you want it or not, not if you have talent." Du Yayi was stunned again and smiled for a moment. He already understood what the young man meant and nodded.

"Then can you say what you will do as an official?" The young man looked at the thin Du Yayi in front of him with great interest.