On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace

Wen Si'er responded with a gentle and polite smile, then withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened, and followed everyone to the county government in Xuzhou City.

The officials of Xuzhou City had apparently started preparations long ago. They led them to a neatly prepared courtyard and told them that the meal was already prepared and waiting for them to enjoy.

At the welcoming banquet, Wen Si'er was like a veteran who had been immersed in officialdom for many years. He drank a few glasses with everyone and chatted with them as if they had met each other too late.

Lu Yilan sat in the first seat with a calm expression, and no one dared to approach him and provoke him.

Li Yuanxiao seemed unaccustomed to this kind of occasion, and he was wary and disgusted with these people. It was difficult to get this young master to pretend to be enthusiastic.

He ate a few bites of food by himself, and looked at Wen Si'er, who was slightly drunk and happily chatting with others, and couldn't help muttering, "What kind of person is this..."

How could someone be so smooth and scheming?
Li Yuanxiao had to admit that Wen Si'er was really amazing to some extent, but now he didn't think that such deep thoughts were a bad thing, and he even had a kind of sincere admiration for him.

As they drank and chatted, everyone had their own thoughts, but He Weizhi was the one who took the initiative to bring up the matter of the refugees.

He first sighed deeply, then with a look of deep hatred, he told the story of the refugees outside the city causing chaos. Wen Sier showed a look of surprise at the right time.

"Under the laws of Daxia, there are such horrific things!" She seemed to be drunk, her cheeks were red, her eyes looked unfocused, and she said with a lisp: "Master He, don't worry, we are here to help Xuzhou City!"

She slapped the table and said in a confused manner: "We will help Xuzhou City to suppress the bandits with all our strength!"

The people at the table looked at each other and raised their glasses again, "Thank you, Master Wen!"

At the end of the show, Wen Sier was carried away, and at the end he was still mumbling something like "extremely heinous crimes" and "suppressing bandits".

After the guests left, He Weizhi finally put away the smile on his face, sat back in his seat, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it slowly.

The old butler came forward cautiously. There was no one around, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Sir, do we still want to continue with our previous arrangement?"

He Weizhi held the cup in his hand and was silent for a moment before he said calmly, "Put it aside for now, there's no rush..."

The old butler was slightly surprised, and respectfully stepped forward to refill his cup of hot tea, asking in confusion: "Why? Has the situation changed?"

He Weizhi snorted and laughed, and said, "We overestimated these people from Kyoto."

He lowered his eyes, his tone was filled with a hint of sarcasm, "That Minister Li is obviously a man without his own opinion. I've heard about him before. He is in the capital only because of his ancestors' protection. His father died not long ago, so naturally he has no one to rely on. He is nothing to be feared at all."

"That Wen Chengming was a dandy in the capital. He couldn't change his nature even after being exiled or recalled. He got this job by chance. Although he wanted to do something, he is a brainless person."

Seeing that the old butler seemed puzzled, he calmly told the story of the welcoming banquet and sneered, "He is still clamoring to go and suppress the bandits, so we naturally have to cooperate with him."

The old butler didn't pay attention to these two people. After all, what made them feel like they were facing a formidable enemy at the beginning was the sudden arrival of the Thousand Evil King.

Who doesn't know the reputation of the Thousand Evil King?

If the matter of Xuzhou City was discovered by King Qiansha, none of them would be able to reap the rewards...

Hearing the name "Thousand Demon King", He Weizhi's eyes flickered, and he stretched out his hand to pinch the small tuft of beard on his chin, "This is not the Northern Frontier, not a place where the Thousand Demon King can cover the sky with one hand. Although he is good at fighting, it does not mean that he can find out about us."

Perhaps because he had met the man today, he had a clear mind. The alcohol he drank was making him feel better. He narrowed his eyes and sighed, "Besides, he doesn't look like he's willing to meddle in other people's business."

The old butler said worriedly: "Sir, we still need to be more cautious to avoid any mishaps."

"I understand." He Weizhi closed his eyes and said slowly, "I will naturally find someone to test them. Whether they are really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, we will naturally know later." "If they are really stupid... treat them well and send them away happily. If they are pretending to be stupid..."

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Then don't blame me for being rude."

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Wen Si'er, who was drunk and was brought back to the room, lay on the bed and opened his eyes silently.

She exhaled a hot breath that smelled of alcohol, pinched the bridge of her nose because of a slight headache, and still felt a little dizzy.

Although she had the inner strength to regulate the alcohol so that she would not get drunk to death, she still felt uncomfortable after drinking it.

The door was pushed open, and it was Ah Yun who was carrying a basin of water. As soon as he came in, he saw Wen Si'er with his eyes open, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Master, are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Wen Sier turned over and said sullenly, "It hurts everywhere."

When Ah Yun heard her clear answer, he suddenly realized that the man who was brought in unconscious just now was completely pretended by his eldest master!

He put the water aside and stepped forward, "Master, let me wipe your body."

Wen Sildenafil bald for a moment, then waved his hand with a look of annoyance, "No, go and rest."

Ah Yun looked aggrieved, not knowing what he had done wrong, but he still obediently pushed the door and left. Wen Si'er covered his eyes with the back of his hands, breathing shallowly, as if he was asleep.

Until the sound of the door being pushed open again, Wen Sier frowned and sighed, "Didn't I say that you don't need to take care of it? Go back to sleep, stop nagging."

The room was silent for a moment, and no one responded.

Wen Si'er realized something was wrong, looked up, and met a pair of inquiring eyes.

Lu Yilan's cold voice rang out immediately afterwards, "Lord Wen really has a bad temper."

Wen Sier sat up with a start, and said with a toothache: "My Lord, why are you here?"

"I originally wanted to catch the drunkard." He showed a forced smile.

Listening carefully, I seemed to hear a bit of regret.

The corners of Wen Si'er's mouth twitched. He was not drunk, so this bastard was disappointed?

She was complaining in her heart, but she didn't dare to be negligent. She stood up and bowed, poured tea for Lu Yilan, and looked at the man who sat down without any courtesy. Wen Si'er asked tentatively: "Your Highness, you are looking for me in the middle of the night... Is there something wrong?"

Lu Yilan nodded.

Wen Si'er pretended to listen attentively, and saw Lu Yilan take out a small bamboo slip from his sleeve pocket and put it on the table with a half-smile on his face.

"Today, my men were ignorant and intercepted a letter, only then did they realize it was yours."

Wen Sier's heart skipped a beat. (End of this chapter)