Until Lu Xiangsi left, Qi Lu did not come to his senses and sat in the carriage and was stunned for a moment.

Who am I, where am I, what am I going to do...

wrong,

What is she going to do?

There is no reason for this!

Can we rely on some clues?!

If you don't play cards according to the routine, I feel like I'm mentally retarded...

The atmosphere in the carriage was a bit depressing, and the stability of the carriage itself was not high, which caused Qi Lu and his men to bump slightly.

Chen Yu and Li Yue had doubts in their eyes. They didn't know when the master met this mysterious woman. There was a little sourness in their hearts, but they did not show it.

“Master…”

Ji Yue hesitated and pulled Qi Lu out of his self-doubt and asked softly: "That person..."

"oh,"

Qi Lu thought about it, as if he was thinking of a certain vocabulary to accurately express this matter. But until the end, he still couldn't find a suitable word, so he had to give up and say, "A person... who also likes to eat salty tofu brains."

Yes, after thinking about it, only this statement can explain the relationship between them.

They are not friends, let alone confidants. They met in the vast sea of ​​people, sat on the same table, and ate a bowl of tofu brain together...

It feels weird if you think about it!

Qi Lu was not so narcissistic that he thought that the other party was greedy for his body. After all, with that person's temperament and his hidden aura, it was no longer obvious that the other party was not an ordinary person.

"Don't think so much, as long as it's not an enemy, it's fine."

During this period, the women killed too many times, which made him feel inexplicable fear. He was deeply afraid that seeing a woman would be an enemy, which made him tired of dealing with it.

It seems that in the novels I read in the black Internet cafe, the protagonists always love each other when they meet each other. Why does it happen completely different when it comes to him?

This is a strange question, but it is not worth thinking about. Qi Lu quickly gave up this question that never had an answer and then focused on his breathing.

Tomorrow, he needs to go to court.

Time will never be enough.

When he returned home, Zhang sat in the hall, smiling with Luo Yanhua and chatting about family matters. He had nothing to do and taught them to be female lovers.

With the warm laughter, Zhang's mood became more and more indifferent, as if the pain he had encountered in the past was buried in a corner of his heart as time passed.

Qi Lu greeted her and smiled and said, "If you don't have enough clothes, just go out and buy it. How can you do it with your effort?"

Time is not proportional to efficiency...

However, after hearing what he said, Zhang couldn't help but spat and said angrily: "Where can I buy it from outside make it with my own hands to wear? I still have to make two sets by myself every year."

Qi Lu shook his head and smiled, and said a few more words to his mother. On a whim, just as he was talking about how he was in the kitchen tonight, another person came from the outside, wearing an official robe. Before entering the door, he bowed to Qi Lu and said, "The Lord of the Ministry of Rites, Bo Wang Yan'an, has met the head of the lord."

Qi Lu stood up and was about to welcome him in, but the other party looked at the situation in the room, and then greeted the old lady, shook his head and said, "The officials will not go in. Today we came to the Lord's Mansion. Only the acting Minister of Rites, Mr. Huang Qi and Huang, invite you to the Ministry of Rites, to discuss the people coming to Mingzong tomorrow."

Qi Lu nodded and smiled, "When you were in the palace that day, Your Majesty said that someone would look for me and explain the truth. Those who could not wait and see each other were not seen. The Mingzong was about to enter the capital tomorrow, and then he thought about coming to find me. I still thought that you have forgotten this matter and happened to be in peace."

Wang Yanan smiled bitterly when he heard this and bowed, "Don't blame me. It's because since the Fan Dejian incident, the Ministry of Rites has been in chaos and has not yet been cleared up. In addition, the people from Mingzong came to collect annual tribute. Although they were not arrogant, there was no need to take them too seriously. For this reason, after receiving Lord Huang's approval, the lower-ranking officials came to invite Lord to go and have a discussion today."

Qi Lu looked at the Ministry of Rites with some admiration.

According to past experience, aren’t people of this kind of ‘dad’ level hunched, afraid of making these ‘dads angry? Why does it seem that he has no idea of ​​being inferior to others at all?

interesting……

Qi Lu looked at him with great interest, then smiled and said, "So you can go to the Ministry of Rites to have a look."

All the way to the Ministry of Rites, along the way, as Qi Lu grew bigger, it became a bit difficult for him to travel.

"My reputation really makes me envious." Wang Yanan said naturally, without any hesitation, and never targeted him. He was like two friends who had just met, and said with a smile: "But if you travel again in the future, you may have to take a carriage, otherwise the adult would be dry and speechless shortly after he left the house."

Qi Lu laughed when he heard this, and then asked in confusion: "Why is Lord Wang not targeting someone...?"

"oh?"

Wang Yanan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and replied: "Wang Xianzhong of the Ministry of Personnel, is the distant cousin of the lower official."

Qi Lu suddenly realized that this was the case. Isn’t Wang Xianzhong the victim of Fan Dejian’s case?

Thinking about it this way, as Wang Xianzhong's cousin, if he still looked cold when treating Qi Lu, it would be really unreasonable.

"I would like to thank you for helping you and the princes for helping you to save your affairs that day. If it weren't for this, my cousin, I'm afraid that I wouldn't have discovered the truth until my death."

Qi Lu nodded and said, "This is not a big deal. After that day, Lord Wang Xianzhong also came to my house to thank him."

Thank you for your thanks, but Qi Lu didn't give him a good face at that time.

Of course, at this time, there was no need for him to mention such a bad thing. While the two of them were chatting and laughing, they had already arrived at the Ministry of Rites.

Huang Qi is about 40 or 50 years old, with a white face and no beard, and his eyes are hanging on both sides of his cheeks, like two drooping sarcomas.

After seeing Qi Lu, he was not too cold, but he didn't have much enthusiasm. Everything seemed to be in business. There was no fluctuation in the tone, which made Qi Lu once doubt which robot was traveling through the other party.

Since he was not enthusiastic, there was no need for him to touch the other person's cold butt with a warm face. After a plain handover, Qi Lu felt that he had listened to everything, but he didn't listen to anything completely.

In short, it's just one sentence: Don't make the other person angry, and don't be too humble...

Horizontal draft: Free to play.

After waiting for the Ministry of Rites, Qi Lu couldn't help but shake his head and chuckled: "This is the normal treatment! Wang Yanan's show of kindness almost made me float..."

What a shit Huang Qi, he never cared about the idea of ​​such a fool.

Isn’t it just to receive people from the sect? If you don’t say the details, will it be difficult for me?

Innocent!
Chapter completed!