Only you: King's crazy concubine

"Miss Gu, don't make trouble. You'd better go back to embroidery." Wen canthus stepped forward with a slight sarcasm.

Qian Bi has never looked down on Wen canthus. If it weren't for taking advantage of him, he would have stopped communicating with Wen canthus.

As for Xuanyuan Zimo's identity, he naturally didn't tell Wen canthus.

Xuanyuan Zimo frowned. As soon as he wanted to raise his hand to swat the dead fly away, he was held down by a catkin, turned his head and blinked.

Gu Qingyan's heart collides with deer. Shit, is it really good for a man to sell cute like this.

Gu Qingyan wronged Xuanyuan Zimo this time. He just asked her what happened in the blink of an eye, but he also had one or two points to sell cute ingredients.

"Fool, don't pay attention." Gu Qingyan looked at Xuanyuan in front of him. The more he saw, the more satisfied he was and the more he liked it. No wonder someone was thinking of him everywhere.

Originally, Gu Qingyan wanted to play for a few more days, but he didn't expect Qian Qing to miss her family. He felt uncomfortable when he thought that her eyes like catfish were stuck to Zi mo.

"The empress said that the rules in the world should not be disordered. The courtiers must have evidence of his crime. Write down their crimes, and the empress will punish them." Gu Qingyan coughed softly, implying his internal power to send every sentence and word to every corner.

She knew that there were many people who didn't show up. She didn't blame them. They just wanted to find a trace of stability in troubled times.

In the past, no one would dare to blame them, but today is different from the past. Today, there are gods to help them, which is more effective than the emperor.

Therefore, these people tore off their cloth clothes, bit their fingertips without hesitation, and carefully wrote every word on their coarse linen clothes.

Some see that the people around them are illiterate and take the initiative to help, one saying and one writing.

Qian Bi's faces were like a color palette. For a moment, they were iron blue and for a moment they were as heavy as ink.

They didn't expect that these people who were "obedient" in the past would sue in blood.

Looking at thousands of people kneeling on their knees, lying on the ground, writing blood books one by one, gnashing their teeth in their hearts.

"Don't be deceived. She's just a charlatan. She's not an immortal at all."

Qian Qing hurried to the front yard and shouted.

Now she can't care what Gu Qingyan's identity is. She feels uncomfortable when she sees that Gu Qingyan is respected by thousands of people. Jealousy almost drives her crazy.

Unexpectedly, no one paid attention to her. For a moment, she was very quiet and embarrassed in the air.

Qian Qing bit her lips angrily. "You troublemakers don't distinguish right from wrong. My father has done many things for you. This witch is just to cheat money."

"I kind of want to catch butterflies." Gu Qingyan said coldly.

Xuanyuan Zimo connivantly patted her head, with a smile in his eyes, little naughty.

Xuanyuan Yi scratched his head, "why don't we go later?"

"Isn't there a ready-made flower butterfly? It's pink and tender." Gu Qingyan glanced at him and said faintly.

Xuanyuanyi subconsciously looked at Xiang Qianqing. At this point, he really looked like a flower butterfly.

In order to attract Xuanyuan Zimo's attention, Qian Qing has four or five hairpins on her head, which looks like an open screen peacock. However, she doesn't know yet. She is wearing a pink dress, like a butterfly that attracts bees at any time.

Qian Qing's face was livid. After cleaning up for more than an hour, she was said to be a butterfly. She said ironically, "Miss Gu is really like the West."

As soon as the voice fell, a silver needle Kan Kan flew past her ear and inserted it on the door frame beside her. Qian Qing was so scared that her legs were soft and her face turned white. If it weren't for the help of the servant girl beside her, I don't know what kind of ugliness would appear.

"If your mouth stinks, I can sew it for you free." Gu Qingyan looked at the simple people and said carelessly.

Qian Qing opened her mouth and wanted to retort. The next second she shut her mouth obediently and couldn't help looking at Xuanyuan Zimo. It's good to let him know that the woman is unruly and rude and not suitable for him. She is the most suitable for him.

"Fairy, it's done." a 12-year-old boy looked at Gu Qingyan carefully with awe and sadness in his eyes.

Gu Qingyan came forward to take it, naturally stretched out his hand and touched his hair. He felt his instantly tight body, patted him on the shoulder like comfort, and then walked back to Zimo.

Half an hour later, Ling Ying held a pile of high and thick blood books in her hands.

The people's hopeful eyes hurt their hearts. Ling Le couldn't help but red her eyes when she thought of her previous days as a beggar. It was also her who pulled him out of the cliff and deep valley.

"Give these blood letters to the imperial envoy and let him take them back to the capital. Let the emperor have a look and see how his trusted dignitaries manage the disaster city."

Gu Qingyan looked cold, and his voice was as cold as ice.

Now, Qian Bi doesn't need to pretend any more. He snorted coldly, "you can cure the official's crime only by these naughty nonsense? You're too naive."

Gu Qingyan's red lips opened gently, but his words were worth thousands of gold, "isn't the blood book of ten thousand people enough?"

I don't know whether Qian Bi is really stupid or infected by Wen canthus. Even if these are fake, Xuanyuan Zihao will not cure him in order to win the hearts of the people.

If an emperor is not supported by the people, he is nothing. Every emperor understands such a simple truth.

Qian bi was flustered and pretended to be calm. "They were all invited by you. You didn't instigate the slander. I believe the emperor won't listen to slander."

"Imperial envoy, Cao min's family still has money. The case file of Bi wencanthus's actions since they took office is willing to be presented with evidence."

The man who spoke was the county yamen Master Wu. He saw four children around him and helped him.

When he saw Wu Zhong, there was a flash of panic on Qian Bi's face. He became angry and said, "Wu Zhong, you thief, dare you come out."

Wu didn't look at them, but stared at them standing on the steps.

"Your invitation, I will take it to Jinluan hall to get justice for you and return peace to the disaster city."

This sentence hovered in the air for a long time and was engraved in the hearts of the people present.

For a moment, tens of thousands of people knelt on their knees, saluted, and said in one voice, "Lord Xie qincha."

Qian Bi's face was almost black. He knew very well that even if Wu Zhong sued alone, the emperor might dismiss them, not to mention thousands of blood letters.

"My Lord, what should I do?" Wen canthus took a small step to Qian Bi's body and whispered.

Qian Bi glanced at him and said, "wait for the guillotine."

Qian Qing, who was only a few steps away from him, immediately panicked. He immediately knelt in front of Xuanyuan Zimo and cried bitterly, "the disabled king, save my father, the disabled king."