Zhu Quan handed a bottle of juice to Zhu Yunxi with a constipated expression on his face.
Last night, Zhu Quan was so excited that he didn't fall asleep when he found out that his mother had prepared juice for him.
But Xiao Qi also couldn't hold back his farts. If there was any good thing, he would immediately eat it.
Seeing Zhu Quan's embarrassed look,
Zhu Yunxi said,
"Uncle Seventeen, I'm not thirsty."
"oh."
Xiao Qi took the juice back, opened it with a snap, and handed it to Zhu Yun again.
"Nephew, it's opened. You must drink it."
Zhu Yunxi secretly said,
This is not a carbonated drink. It will run out of gas as soon as you open it. How can there be any reason why you must drink it after opening it?
However, Zhu Yunxi also knew that this was Uncle Seventeen's kindness, so he took it without saying anything.
Zhu Quan chuckled, finally able to drink juice with peace of mind.
The two little kids sat on the table, their legs squeaking down. Zhu Quan crossed his feet in excitement. The uncle and nephew held the juice and drank it.
"Does it taste good?"
Zhu Quan looked at Zhu Yunxi with bright eyes,
Zhu Yunxi nodded,
"Delicious."
Zhu Quan subconsciously wanted to say, it was my mother who did this, but Zhu Quan's eyes flashed and he suppressed the words.
Xiao Qi turned his head and snorted,
said,
“I’m not giving you juice to make friends with you!
I don’t want to have a good relationship with you either!
We are rivals! Does your opponent understand? !
I'm your nemesis! "
Zhu Yunxi didn't care what Uncle Seventeenth said and drank all the juice without a drop left.
Zhu Quan was stunned for a moment.
Did you lose in a juice competition? !
Yunxi is too cunning!
Zhu Quan gritted his teeth and looked at Zhu Yunxi, and quickly drank all the juice in his hand.
Excluding the time he spent talking, he must have drank faster than Yun He!
I won!
........
Ministry of Justice
"No! Absolutely not!
What I told you yesterday should be regarded as fart, right? "
Zhan Hui threw the file under his hand onto Bao Zhao and was so angry that he cursed,
Baozhao is less than thirty years old, which is the age when he is full of energy.
growled,
"Master Zhan! Why don't you let us touch the Caisheng case?!
Isn't this illegal? !
How many innocent children were killed!
Why do you just watch and do nothing? ! "
Bao Zhao shouted out his confusion. In his heart, Mr. Zhan is Bao Gong who upholds justice.
But yesterday, after learning that Lord Zhan had ignored the Caisheng case, Baozhao's filter towards Lord Zhan was completely shattered.
Zhan Hui's thick brows blended together,
said angrily,
"I told you not to investigate! It's for your own good!
You stay in the Ministry of Justice!
If you say anything more, I will stop you! "
Bao Zhao gritted his teeth and said,
"Master Zhan, why do you ban me?
I can go wherever I want!
You always say that you can't find out, but you tell me what happened!
You know everything, why don't you tell me? ! "
Zhan Hui froze suddenly and opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
Bao Zhao's request was still too much.
This is equivalent to asking Zhan Hui to bring out the painful memories that he had sealed away early in the morning.
Only Zhan Hui himself understands the pain.
Zhan Hui sat down slumped, looking instantly older.
Bao Zhao looked at Zhan Hui, pity flashed in his eyes, but it only passed by.
Just turn around and leave.
Zhan Hui had difficulty breathing, bent down, and covered his face in pain.
This living King of Hell of the Ming Dynasty actually let out whimpering sounds from his five fingers.
Bao Zhao tidied up casually, changed back into his regular clothes, took a sip from the bar at noon, and then went to Dali Temple to join everyone.
Zhu Yunxi looked at the sun and then at Bao Zhao who was running towards him.
Bao Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead,
gasped,
"You're not late!"
Zhu Yunxi shook his head,
"No, let's go."
"Let's go!"
Xiao Qi cheered,
Bao Zhao glanced at the other two people except His Highness. They were both familiar faces.
Jiang Yu, the former commander of the Jinyi Guards, and Zhu Quan, the seventeenth prince of the Ming Dynasty,
Bao Zhao said hello,
"Your Highness Seventeenth, Lord Jiang."
Zhu Quan was in a good mood and said hello back.
Jiang Wei, on the other hand, stared blankly. He didn't know what to think and simply ignored Bao Zhao.
"lets go."
Seeing that everyone was here, Zhu Yunxi turned around and walked onto the carriage.
The others nodded and followed.
"Yunxi!"
Before the bike set off, Zhu Xiongying ran over wearing a dragon robe. He didn't even have time to change into the dragon robe.
"Brother? Stop the car!"
Zhu Yunxi jumped out of the car and hugged Zhu Xiongying.
Zhu Xiongying said seriously,
"Do you know if you want to write a letter?"
Zhu Yunxi nodded heavily,
"Got it! Brother!"
"Great nephew!"
"Your Highness."
Zhu Xiongying was a little confused.
"Why did you bring it to Uncle Seventeen?"
Looking at Uncle Seventeen wearing a hat and carrying a crossbody bag, looking like a primary school student going out,
Zhu Xiongying was also relieved.
Jiang Yu had a complicated expression and secretly observed His Highness, as if His Highness didn't know anything.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.
After noticing Jiang Wei's gaze, Zhu Xiongying turned his head.
Seriously,
“Please be safe and be careful.
To arrest the prisoner, don't go there in person. First call out the people from the Governor's Mansion. You can discuss anything you need. "
Zhu Xiongying was afraid that his explanation was unclear, so he repeated it several times.
Whenever he watches a modern criminal investigation drama, Zhu Xiongying wants to vomit blood when he sees the protagonist rushing into the enemy camp with a righteous look on his face.
If you can't die just because you have the aura of the protagonist, that's what you do, right?
Moreover, in the end, the protagonist cannot die, but at least one of the friends in the protagonist’s camp must die.
That would be completely like dying for the protagonist.
Every time he sees this, Zhu Xiongying wants to strangle the protagonist to death.
Would you die if you called your friends in advance and told them? ! Do you have to go and kill people alone? !
Are you obviously the most righteous? !
Therefore, in order to prevent this situation from happening,
Zhu Xiongying's thousands of instructions and instructions are all better than those of Lao Zhu's ink.
If there are conditions for suppressing fire, you must suppress it as soon as possible, otherwise you are a pure fool.
"Nephew, we know!"
Xiao Qi Zhu Quan couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help but said,
Zhu Xiongying also realized that caring would lead to chaos.
He smiled and patted Zhu Yunxi on the shoulder.
"Okay, you go ahead."
Zhu Yunxi glanced at his brother reluctantly, then turned and left.
Zhu Xiongying suddenly thought of something,
"correct!"
Then, take out two bottles of juice.
"Uncle Seventeen, I saw Grandma Hu when I was leaving the palace, and I happened to bring her here along the way.
Grandma Hu knew that you had to finish the drink before you left the city, so she specially brought you two more bottles. "
Xiao Qi's eyes were full of surprise, he cheered and carefully put the two bottles of juice into the small bag.
Then he blinked at Zhu Xiongying,
"Eldest nephew, let's go!"
"Go ahead and be careful."
The carriage drove out of the capital under Zhu Xiongying's reluctant eyes.
A group of four people headed towards Ji'an Mansion in Jiangxi Province.
No one knows,
What awaits them there...
