After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

At first, when Hang Yanling appeared in front of Wen Gongyu alone, Wen Gongyu was also taken aback.

Although it was obvious that Hang Yanling was invited to the banquet alone, she should have brought some entourage and bodyguards anyway.

It is clear that this time along with the convoy is the young disciple of Zhengtian Daoist Temple. According to the rules, he should come to show his face tonight.

However, the customs in Nanzhou might be like this, so Wen Gongyu didn't care too much, and started the dinner and negotiation according to the procedure.

It was a pleasant conversation during the dinner.

A few people in Andu Town originally chatted about Taoism-related things out of face, but the people here don't know much about Taoism, and Hang Yanling happens to be half full of water, so the few people chatted and chatted without saying anything. When it comes to customs and customs, the topic of anecdotes in the world is on.

During this period, Hang Yanling intentionally or unintentionally brought up the topic of the dispute over the crown prince. As the cups were changed, the officials of Andu Town, who were gradually letting go, also talked about this dispute far away in the imperial capital.

Some people are optimistic about the mature and prudent first prince, some are optimistic about the gentle and wise second prince, and some think that the fourth prince who is generous and generous may bring a new wind to this country.

But when Hang Yanling mentioned the third prince, everyone shook their heads and sighed.

The third prince's reputation is recognized as the worst in Dongzhou, and even the heir of His Majesty is called a "poisonous insect" in the market.

Although she is not extravagant and dandy, the rumors among the common people are not very good.

Arbitrary, do everything, train private soldiers, assassinate ministers... Although these are rumors, the people of Dongzhou don't like such a girl who is ambitious at a young age to become the future leader of Dongzhou By.

After all, in today's peaceful and prosperous world, who would like an unkind monarch?

Even Zhen Yang Guan, who is the state religion, had many complaints about this sinister crown prince, and once tried his best to dissuade His Majesty from excluding her from the candidate for the crown prince.

However, His Majesty somehow insisted on going his own way. Although he did not favor this daughter, he never stopped and controlled her viciousness.

In a word, no one in Dongzhou is optimistic about the crown prince, and not many people even hope that she will live.

"You're a wicked girl..."

Hang Yanling took a sip of the honey water in the glass, looked at the officials in front of him who had drunk too much and began to scold stupid women, and had a general impression in his mind.

Isn't this just the Dongzhou version of Hang Yanling?

In the previous life, one was demented and the other was a lunatic, and now they are both evil women. They really should feel that things in this world are impermanent, and it is not the same kind of people who do not enter the family.

But I am a majestic saint in Dongzhou. I am afraid that the closer I get to the imperial capital, the more people will force me to stand in line. After arriving in the imperial capital, I will become the complete opposite of her.

Oh no.

I was originally invited by the Zhengtian Taoist Temple to fight against the Tantric Buddhism introduced by the third prince to Dongzhou. From the moment I stepped into this land, I was already the opposite of the dumb woman.

For the rest of the time, the host and guest enjoyed themselves.

The officials of Andu Town in this borderland had no say in the fight for the heirs of the imperial capital. They didn't intervene and just watched from the sidelines like other ordinary people. No one cared which prince Hang Yanling came to Dongzhou to stand in line with, big guy It is enough for the children to happily scold poisonous bugs together.

After the banquet was over, everyone went back to their homes. Everyone had a very good impression of this beautiful Nanzhou little saint. Seeing that it was getting late, she did not bring her accompanying guards, and invited Hang Yanling to take their carriage back.

Hang Yanling declined one by one with a smile, only saying that she was bored with a group of people in the convoy along the way and wanted to enjoy the time of strolling alone and see the customs and customs of this land of Dongzhou.

Seeing that the little saint trusted Dongzhou's night security so much, the officials who were drunk were moved to recommend night snack bars they were familiar with to Hang Yanling.

After finally saying goodbye to everyone, Hang Yanling, who was dressed in eye-catching clothes, walked leisurely on the street.

Because it came early, it was only around eight o'clock in the evening after the banquet was over. There were hawkers and stalls on the street, and there were many pedestrians.

The passers-by looked at this gorgeous and noble young lady in surprise. No one connected her with the saint who came with the convoy this morning. After all, her temperament was too bad. They all thought she was a lady from a wealthy family. Come out to breathe, and enthusiastically sell candied haws, sugar figurines and other children's favorite foods to Hang Yanling.

After walking a few steps, Hang Yanling's arms were filled with all kinds of snacks.

She also showed an expression of enjoying these, walking around the market without rejecting anyone who came.

The lights flickered and the crowd turned.

When stepping through the shadow under a street lamp, when everyone's eyes intersect in the blind spot.

That beautiful figure that was as bright red as the sunset glow in the sky disappeared without a trace in this bustling market, amidst the bustle of traffic.

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At night, the market dispersed.

A house in the town government office was still lit with two lights.

After bidding farewell to the guests, Wen Gongyu, who was wearing a coat and with gray temples, leaned over the desk, reviewing the recent official documents under a long green lamp.

Up to the tax and food calculations handed over to the court that month, the sows in Zhang's house in Anzhai Village couldn't produce milk.

Documents of major and minor matters piled up on the table.

The mayor of the town has never been willing to assign work to someone other than himself, and has always done it himself.

The subordinates are grateful to him for being so considerate, and the people also admire that this shrewd and capable adult can arrange everything in an orderly manner.

The Wanmin umbrellas that the townspeople set up for him were rattling by the night wind outside. This was originally a gift from the Dongzhou people who expressed their reluctance and gratitude when their parents and officials left office. The five Wanmin umbrellas also proved that Wen Gongyu had counted Du was transferred because of his outstanding political achievements, but he stayed here at the wish of Wanmin.

No matter where you look at it, this is a down-to-earth and good official.

"Ahem, ahem..."

After taking a sip of hot water, Wen Gongyu rubbed his eyes tiredly.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the house.

A man dressed as a servant knocked on the door and brought a bowl of hot soup.

"Big, my lord...they, they..."

"I see, go, go home early."

The servant put the hot soup on the table in a panic, pinched the hem of his clothes, looked back at the parent officer nervously, and said through gritted teeth: "My lord, if you want me to say, you might as well send them back, we all speak from the bottom of our hearts. support you..."

"Hehe, that's not the case. Xiuyi pointed out that it has always been the duty to supervise the officials... They also act impartially, don't think too much, don't be afraid."

"I know that too, but they are too much! They dragged you away from the lobby and talked to you every night..."

"Tie San'er, don't talk too much, go back and spend time with your wife and children, ahem, you have been by my side for so many years, and you know that my master is doing the right thing, you have a clear conscience, let them make trouble."

"Oh... Damn, what's the matter?"

The servant was indignant at what happened to Wen Gongyu, and turned his head away.

Wen Gongyu went back inside and locked the door.

When the servant's footsteps were far away, Wen Gongyu picked up the soup bowl, and carefully groped for the lines on the porcelain bowl with his fingers. Suddenly, the kind smile disappeared from his face, and he said in a cold tone:

"Tie San'er is the servant of the night watchman. After he leaves, no one will come to disturb me—you have been waiting here for a long time, so you should show up and see him."

In the room, the lights flickered for a while.

Wen Gongyu, who no longer showed his gentle appearance, stood up, turned around, and looked coldly at the shadow in the room.

"Why, my friend, do you want me to invite you out?"

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call--

In this room with the doors and windows closed, a gust of wind suddenly blows.

The scrolls in the room were rustling by the wind.

The space distorted for a while, a hole was torn open in the darkness, and a crimson figure slowly walked out.

A pitch-black crow fell from the beam, and a thin old man walked out amidst the flying feathers.

"Since you found out—" "Since you already know—"

The two said the same lines at the same time, and then they turned their heads to look at each other at the same time.

"Little doll from Lianhua Palace!?"

"Fuck, aren't you that blood-eyed old crow!?"

The two people who appeared out of thin air startled each other.

For a moment, the room was silent, and the three of them froze in place.

of course.

The most confused one was Wen Gongyu who called for someone to come out.

He really didn't expect the shaker to shake two people out at once.

His eyes flicked back and forth between the two people who suddenly appeared, and the words he had prepared were stuck in his stomach for a while.

Hang Yanling pointed at the blood-eyed old crow, turned his head and asked, "Master Yu, which one are you looking for?"

"Ah... uh, the one who sent me secret letters every day..."

"Oh, that's not me."

Hang Yanling laughed awkwardly, rubbed his hands together, and looked around in embarrassment: "It's embarrassing, isn't it? I've been hiding for so long, it's all rotten, hehe!"

Wen Gongyu, who was mentally prepared, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pointed at the two of them back and forth, opened his mouth wide, and scratched his head after a while.

"Why don't you send a message and make an appointment with me next time?"

Chapter No.16 You

"It's true that there is no place to find if you have broken through the iron shoes. It doesn't take much effort to get it."

The familiar red swollen eyes turned around, and the blood-eyed old crow hunched his back, and his voice was sinister and harsh.

Speaking of which, when we first met, he looked like he was about 40 years old, but now he looked like an old man in sixties.

The waist is more curved than before, and the voice is hoarse than before, like the unpleasant sound made by sandpaper rubbing against glass.

Hang Yanling looked at him, and he was also looking at Hang Yanling at the same time.

It is not difficult to see the vague anger in the blood-red eyes. The blood-eyed old crow rubbed his fingers like branches, and said in a low voice: "If you want to blame, I also blame you for throwing yourself into a trap."

"I hear what you mean, are you going to say something like 'I'm pleasing to the eye, I'll let you go today' like last time?"

Hang Yanling raised his elbow and smiled sideways.

"Hehe, little baby, you are much calmer this time than the last time we met, is it because that boy from the Fu family is no longer by your side?"

The blood-eyed old crow narrowed his eyes, and slowly walked towards Hang Yanling: "Unfortunately, the person we are looking for this time is not the Fu family boy, but you."

"If you are looking for me, what are you doing in Master Yu's room?"

"I have other important matters to discuss with him. Before that, I have to ask you to obediently hold your hands and let go."

"Oh, you change your mind so fast."

Hang Yanling sneered, and before he could speak, Wen Gongyu stopped the blood-eyed old crow who was about to raise his palm to grab Hang Yanling's neck, and said with a wrinkle: "I don't care what conflicts you have, but she is a saint of Dongzhou now, If I was taken away by you in my territory, I will not be able to explain it."

The blood-eyed old crow, whose wrist was pinched, was not in a hurry, but gave a strange quack twice, and tilted his head to look at Wen Gongyu: "Master Wen, you have been a human being for a long time, and you really regard yourself as the parent of this land?"

Wen Gongyu's face sank after these yin and yang strange words, but obviously his strength could not compete with this golden core monster, so he let go of the blood-eyed old crow's wrist, and Wen Gongyu said coldly: "I think you just need me as the mayor With this identity, you came here to contact me, right?"

"Hey, that's true—it's a pity."

The blood-eyed old crow turned his light bulb-like eyes, and looked at Hang Yanling with a disgusting smile: "Since this person has been hiding here secretly, it means that she has already suspected your identity, this person is going to the imperial capital immediately The saint——does it mean that Mr. Wen's identity has been exposed by her appearance here?"

Before Wen Gongyu could speak, the blood-eyed crow moved his gaze to Hang Yanling's face.

"Hee hee, well, even if she doesn't know, then I might as well tell her—the Mr. Wen in front of you, like me, is a demon race that is not tolerated by this Dongzhou."

"you!"

Wen Gongyu stared.

With his Yaozu identity revealed, he had to face the choice of killing Hang Yanling here.

Years of business operations cannot be destroyed overnight, but if a saint is killed here, those embroidered clothing Zhizhi who have been staying here will undoubtedly find out immediately.

This is a dilemma, and this is exactly the purpose of the blood-eyed crow to reveal his identity.

Seeing the distressed Wen Gongyu, the blood-eyed old crow smiled, tilted his head and looked at Hang Yanling: "Of course, in fact, we have a compromise choice - I can take away this saint, and I can let you get away perfectly." plan."

"you……"

"Two, two, stop."

Seeing that these two people were about to make arrangements for themselves, Hang Yanling quickly raised his hand to stop them.

"Is it because the cosmetic smell on my body is too strong today? Could you please take a closer look at the smell on my body?"

"Yo? Girl doll, aren't you frightened crazy?"