"You..." He looked at Wen Yu, a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes, "Um..."
Luo Jing was speechless for a moment and didn't even know what to say.
Should I call her aunt directly?
At this time, Jin Kong came up to him, as if he had a big supporter, and shouted: "Cousin, you came at the right time! There are two people who are looking for death. I must give them some color today to let them know about me. sharp!"
When Luo Jing heard this, he closed his eyes and grabbed Jin Kong's ear.
He used so much force that Jin Kong stood on tiptoes in pain, covered his ears with his hands, tilted his head, and kept saying "Ouch".
"Cousin, cousin, what are you doing? You got the wrong person! They are the ones who need to be taught a lesson!"
Luo Jing shouted: "That's right, it's you who's being arrested! Shut up and come back with me!"
Jin Kong's head was full of questions: "Cousin, what's the matter with you? Why are you still turning your elbows outward?"
"Turn away? I think I'm going to remove your arm directly! I've always spoiled you!" Luo Jing raised his ears again, "I asked you not to cause trouble recently, and be calm and peaceful, or don't you listen? Go in! Come back with me!"
Jin Kong looked unconvinced: "Who is causing trouble? Where is the trouble? I will just buy a painting! They are just two powerless hawkers!"
Luo Jing's forehead was throbbing with veins, he was really going to cry because of this cousin.
Speaking of which, I still don’t understand, who is Luo Jing? He is also someone who likes to walk around Shengjing City and cause trouble.
But when a smart person sees his current attitude, he will know not to mess with the other person, and quickly tuck his tail and run away. This guy is good, he keeps touching the tiger's butt, for fear that he will not be beaten by his father when he goes back!
"Cousin, what's the matter with you? You're not usually like this!"
Luo Jing heard this and yelled impatiently: "Do you think she is powerless? She is Prime Minister Lin's aunt! If she goes back and files a complaint, your father will have to be reprimanded by the Prime Minister tomorrow! Do you think you can recover?"
Jin Kong stopped and said:?
The tone of voice became much higher: "What? Auntie? She doesn't look very old!"
The people watching quietly were also full of questions. Is this young lady wearing a veil actually the aunt of Prime Minister Lin?
Yue Lingfeng looked a little surprised.
Wen Yu, who was originally watching the excitement, immediately became unhappy when she heard this. She was Lin Yuzhi's aunt, but this aunt was not that aunt.
She could be anyone's aunt except the emperor, but she would never be related by blood.
Isn't this a promotion for Lin Yuzhi? Suddenly he became a relative of the emperor! Give him beauty!
"Be careful what you say. I'm not Lin Yuzhi's relative or aunt, so don't try to put money on his face."
Jin Kong was a little confused for a moment when he heard Wen Yu calling the Prime Minister by his name and saying it in such a casual manner as to put gold on the Prime Minister's face.
In my heart, I couldn't help but believe Luo Jing's words.
Luo Jing nodded and said: "Understand, understand, you don't want to expose your identity. I just said it out of urgency. You have a lot, don't argue with me. I will take this useless brother back."
Wen Yu was speechless: "You know a hammer, but Lin Yuzhi and I are not familiar with each other."
Luo Jing nodded again, indicating that he understood everything, and then without saying a word, he grabbed Jin Kong's ears and dragged him away.
Wen Yu looked at Liu Chun: "Is it because he can't understand human speech, or because I can't speak?"
Liuchun:......
"Hey, cousin, cousin, be gentle! Be gentle!"
After walking away, Luo Jing let go of Jin Kong's ears, but he was still holding back his breath. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Did your family tell you not to cause trouble until the Spring Festival is over? Be peaceful! Be a peaceful person! You turned a deaf ear! "
Jin Kong was still a little unconvinced: "What's the big deal? Nothing happened in the past years..."
"You still said that!" Luo Jing slapped him on the head, "Idiot! How could there be an idiot like you!"
Jin Kong covered his head: ...
In front of the painting stall, Wen Yu leisurely sat back on the bamboo chair again.
Yue Lingfeng, who was standing nearby, looked down at Wen Yu and suddenly said: "Miss is really Prime Minister Lin..."
Before she finished speaking, Wen Yu quickly made a clicking gesture on her chest: "I'm not, I'm not very familiar with you."
Seeing the doubts on Yue Lingfeng's face, Wen Yu smiled and said, "Who knows where they got this gossip from? Do you really believe what they say?"
"I am not a relative of Prime Minister Lin. I guarantee that what I am telling is the truth. If I were a relative of Lin Yuzhi, then Lin Yuzhi would have his teeth filled with water and no toilet paper."
Yue Lingfeng:...
Liuchun:?
Yue Lingfeng couldn't help but nodded when he heard this. He didn't ask again or question it. He just remembered Wen Yu's previous words "Don't put gold on Prime Minister Lin's face" deep in his heart.
I knew that the young lady’s family background was unusual, but now it seems that it’s not that it’s unusual, but that it’s not simple.
It seems that Lei Feng is just her pseudonym.
Thinking of this, Yue Lingfeng's eyes gradually became firm. No matter what the lady's status was, he would do his best to catch up with her and become worthy of her.
Yue Lingfeng, who told himself this in his heart, never imagined that the woman in front of him who fell in love with him was actually the eldest princess of this dynasty.
After the commotion in Jin Kong just now, the painting stall has obviously become more popular, and a long queue has gradually formed, which can be said to be crowded.
The people in line all said they wanted to buy paintings, and judging by their appearance, they were all well-heeled.
As for whether they were buying paintings or something else, Wen Yu didn't care. She even clenched her fists with interest and made a crackling sound.
"Miss, how can I sell this painting?"
She looked at the first customer in line with crooked eyes, folded her arms and shouted the price: "This painting costs ten taels."
"Ten taels?! It's too expensive...Okay, ten taels. My name is Chen Yuming. I, Chen Yuming, bought this painting."
The second customer asked: "May I ask, Miss, how to sell this painting?"
Wen Yu gestured, "Twenty taels."
"Ah? Wasn't that person still Shiliang just now?"
Wen Yu: "They are not the same painting, and the prices are of course different. Do you want to buy it? Don't buy the next one."
"Buy, buy, buy, my dear Zhu Sheng, so I bought this painting with twenty taels. Miss, could you please make a note, my name is Zhu Sheng."
Yue Lingfeng, who is gradually becoming a transparent person on the side:...
Wen Yu waved her hand: "Next."
"Miss, my name is Zhao Ying, how can I sell this painting?"
"Also twenty taels."
"Okay, miss, here are twenty taels, my name is Zhao Ying..."
At the painting stalls where bids start at ten taels, there is an endless line of people waiting in line.
