Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 1365 Fanwai: Is this still a human language (5)

As Shi Wanzong said, he bent down, his tall body looked at Qing Lan, and said very bluntly:
"Blind man, let me tell you, you bumped into my horse for no reason, and it has nothing to do with me.

After all, I have come all the way, anyone who sees me will know to avoid, who told you not to avoid? "

Su Chun couldn't believe it, and shouted:
"Are you still speaking human words? Our Mr. Qinglan is more cautious when we go out because our eyes are blind! Obviously you didn't look at the road and bumped into our Mr. Qinglan abruptly! "

Shi Wanzong looked at her angrily:
"You're not a passer-by, how do you know? Look at what you're saying here, it's as if you've seen it with your own eyes."

The bookboy supporting Qinglan said indignantly:
"Then I can always prove it as a person, I saw you bump into our young master with my own eyes!

Our son was walking on the road in good order, and while saying you come over, he bumped into our son suddenly.

You are the villain who filed a complaint first, and dared to say that our young master bumped into you, so I would like to ask, which family member rode a horse onto the path? "

Shi Wanzong closed his eyes as if pretending not to hear, and acted like a rascal. Hearing this, he opened one eye, glanced at them furtively, and acted in a very obscene manner:

"How can you replace your son? Who doesn't know that your master and servant will bully me, a foreigner, if you have one heart?"

The book boy stared, completely unaware that this person was shameless to such an extent:

"You! You are a rascal!"

Shi Wanzong sneered, took out two ingots of silver from his pocket and threw them on the ground:
"Don't call me a rascal, you just want to touch Cier and want me to pay for your medical expenses. It's not easy to cripple your own leg for some money every day. I'll just be kind, Give you this little money!"

Qinglan remained silent from the beginning to the end, but she was quite childish for the two young scholars:

"Who cares about your money, take it away! How dare you insult us like this! We're going to sue you!"

"Oh, then you can sue! I'm not afraid either!"

Shi Wanzong had a typical expression of a broken pot, but he was also a little bit bottomed in his heart.

After all, he was a distant relative of the prime minister, so he had to see the Buddha's face even if he didn't see the monk's face.

Those officials will protect him, what is there to be afraid of?

Qinglan closed her eyes and took a deep breath:

"The girl who saved me, are you there?"

Shi Shen looked up affectionately: "I am here."

Qinglan was relieved, and gropingly took out something from her pocket and handed it to her:
"Please take a look at whose belongings this is. When I was hit just now, I fell off such a thing."

Shi Shenqing took a look at it, Shi Wanzong looked along, his face changed drastically.

Shi Shenqing raised his eyebrows, looking at the wooden plaque engraved with the proof of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

With this, it is useless for Shi Wanzong to deny it.

Shi Shen smiled softly, passed his index finger through the rope, and let the wooden sign circle around his fingertips:
"Ouch, whose property is this?"

Shi Wanzong stretched out his hand to take it away, but Shi Shenqing dodged sharply:

"What are you doing? Didn't you hit someone? This is what Mr. Qinglan fell off of that person when he was hit. What does it have to do with you?"

Shi Wanzong said straightforwardly:
"Why doesn't it have anything to do with me? That's what I lost!"

"You didn't hit anyone, so why did you lose it?"

Shi Shenqing frowned:
"Could it be that this waist card can fly out by itself?"

Shi Wanzong was a little annoyed, and stretched out his hand to snatch it away:
"Give me something quickly!"

(End of this chapter)