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Chapter 50 Little Zhuge

Bang!
In the hall, the emperor threw the memorial in his hand to the ground.

Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, murderous intent wavered in his eyes.

"Good job! You guys are really good. You actually treat the lives of our Chu soldiers as a joke!"

He gritted his teeth.

The people on the ground were trembling all over and looked pale.

"Tell me, who is behind you?"

He couldn't believe that a small county magistrate or an official of the imperial court could do such a big thing.

The official did not dare to look up, "Your Majesty, this was all my idea, no one else was involved."

It's not that he didn't want to say it, but that he couldn't say it. If the other party said it, he would take all the responsibility and save his youngest son's life. His youngest son was born to his concubine and was only three years old. How could he bear to let his youngest son die?
Not only were the two bitten to death, but so were the others.

His Majesty looked at the people below with slightly cold eyes, glanced at his sons, and then looked at King Han.

This group of people is really restless. King Han is likely to fall for it easily. What an idiot.

"Take them away, don't let anyone else pass, continue the interrogation!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The Chief Justice of the Dali Temple stepped forward and took the men away.

No one spoke in the hall. Everyone lowered their heads, afraid of being called by His Majesty.

This matter is obviously an internal matter of the Heavenly Family. If you intervene rashly, you will not gain any benefits and may even offend the person behind the scenes.

The emperor also wanted to calm things down, "Prince Han, you have worked hard. It is my brother's fault. Take a good rest this time!"

King Han had no complaints, having already guessed the outcome. He bowed and said, "In that case, I will take my leave first."

Listen to the way the two men addressed each other. The other was the emperor and he was the subject. Even if he was really wronged, it was what he deserved.

The rewards were naturally not small, with plenty of gold, silver and treasures.

King Han didn't care about these things. In his opinion, silver was just a thing outside of his body. However, it was just right to give it to Mu Qingqing. The Akatsuki organization seemed to be interesting.

At lunch time, Mu Qingqing, along with two maids and Master Lu, found a restaurant, asked for a private room, and ordered some side dishes.

There was no distinction between master and servant at the dinner table, and several people sat together at the table to eat.

Mu Qingqing had a rare chance to relax. After solving a major hidden danger, she was in a good mood and even wanted to drink.

The restaurant has fruit wine suitable for women to drink, which is not strong and will not make people drunk.

This was the first time that Mu Qingqing drank alcohol in her life, and her family watched her too strictly.

Mu Qingqing took a sip slowly, the faint fruity aroma spreading between her lips and teeth. Mu Qingqing couldn't help but say, "This wine is good."

Qing He's eyes lit up, he picked up the cup in front of him and took a big sip, smacked his lips, and said seriously, "It's really delicious!"

Mu Qingqing chuckled, as if Qinghe had drunk a lot of good wine.

Master Lu leaned back in his chair, watching the three people joking, with a hint of relaxation in his eyes.

She likes her current life very much, accompanying the young lady, doing what she likes, being free, and Mu Qingqing will not restrict her.

When they were almost done eating, they suddenly heard a commotion outside. This reminded Mu Qingqing of what happened last time, and her face darkened. "I can't be so unlucky!"

The four of them looked unhappy. They had finally managed to have a meal together, and they didn’t expect anything bad to happen again.

A few people came out of the private room, and it turned out that they were not coming for them.

Mu Qingqing came down from the stairs and looked curiously at the little boy in the middle of the living room. The boy looked younger than him, wearing a white shirt, with a quiet and solemn face.

The person confronting him was a man in his thirties, dressed in fancy clothes, holding a fan in his hand, and looking okay, but his face was red and ferocious at this moment.

"You're talking nonsense. I'm not sick. I'm in good health and have been for a long time."

The man spoke anxiously, and in order to increase credibility, his voice was very loud, but it still did not block the strange sight of everyone.

The boy remained calm and composed in the eyes of everyone, his gaze firm, "Master, why don't you admit it? If you accept my treatment now, you may be able to have an heir. The longer you delay, the more disadvantageous it will be for you."

Mu Qingqing glanced at him. It seemed that this little guy had real skills, but he was too aggressive. How could the other party admit it if he said that the other person was not capable in front of everyone?

The man's face turned blue and red. He knew his own situation well. He knew that he couldn't last long due to excessive indulgence. But it was too embarrassing to hear someone say that.

The man's companion suddenly sneered, "What does a kid know? I already have a son."

The boy looked at the man's face carefully and felt pity for him.

"If your child is over ten years old, then congratulations on having an heir. If he is under ten years old, well, I'm afraid the child is not yours!"

Both of them changed their expressions at the same time. The man did have a child, who was exactly seven years old this year. Could it be that the child was not his?
With doubt in his heart, the man hesitated for a moment, "Boy, if it is really as you said, I will make you famous as Little Zhuge. If the child is mine, you will have to pay ten times the money I paid for the divination!"

He has now thought it through. This matter cannot be true. He and his wife have a very good relationship and nothing unpleasant has ever happened to them over the years. So he does not believe this matter from the bottom of his heart.

He had just made a bet with the kid, ten taels of silver for each divination, and if the prediction was wrong, he would pay double the compensation.

His companion's face changed slightly, and when he suddenly noticed the child's gaze, he took a step back.

The little boy smiled and stretched out his right hand, "Go ahead!"

The two left one after another, and the diners around them discussed in low voices, looking at the child with inquiring eyes.

The child sat there calmly drinking tea, his body straight, a smile on his face, looking unfathomable.

Mu Qingqing couldn't help laughing. This kid was quite interesting. She originally thought he was a Chinese medicine doctor, but unexpectedly he was a little charlatan who seemed to have some abilities.

Mu Qingqing and Qinghe said, "Pay more attention to this matter in the next two days. I am curious about the child's ability."

It's not just Mu Qingqing, the other people are the same. Even without Mu Qingqing's separate house, Qinghe will pay attention to them.

Little Zhuge? Haha, he is a very interesting kid.

Before the afternoon, the matter had come to a conclusion. The man went home, called the child to his side, and before his wife could react, he poked the child's finger.

Bright red blood flowed into the bowl, and the man's hand was also pierced with a needle.

As he spoke, he laughed and teased his wife, "Wife, don't you think this is funny? Some little Zhuge Liang came out and said that the child is not mine. What a joke. Haha, how is it possible?"

He threw his head back and laughed, completely unaware of his wife's pale face.

The woman hugged the child, stepped back a few steps, and let the wet nurse take the child out.

She walked forward and unconsciously blocked the bowl with her body. "Husband, how can you believe what people say? Who said that?"

"It's a kid, nicknamed Little Zhuge. He told fortunes for someone before and it was pretty accurate."

The man snorted coldly. If those people hadn't used provocation, he would not have responded and gambled with a child.

"Come, let me see if the blood has blended together?"

The woman's heart skipped a beat and she grabbed the man's arm.

"My dear, I bought you a dress today. The embroidery pattern on it is very beautiful. Can you wear it for me to see?"

(End of this chapter)