Zhu Fang looked at Chu Ze doubtfully: "What are you missing?"
"My arms and legs are all there."
"My head is fine too."
"You..." Zhu Xi's eyes gradually became wilder.
The veins on Chu Ze's forehead twitched, and he slapped him with his hand unceremoniously: "Take away all the messy things in your mind."
"Why are you hitting me? I care about you."
Zhu Xi, who received a slap in the face in vain, covered his head in grievance.
"Then I really thank you." Chu Ze glared at him.
Zhu Xi chuckled: "You're welcome."
Jiang Chuze rolled his eyes in a very angry manner, and then said: "I'm talking about food."
"food?"
"Aren't you full?" Zhu Ping subconsciously thought that Chu Ze was hungry.
Chu Ze, who had a full stomach: "..."
I can't carry it. I can't carry it.
He made it so clear, and this person could still look at his belly.
There was no other way, so Chu Ze could only continue to explain: "I mean, don't you think it's boring for us to sit here stupidly?"
Are you bored?
Zhu Ping glanced around. Everyone was watching the circus performance. Everyone was sitting here with empty hands just like them.
I don't see anything boring about it.
After Zhu Xi glanced around the tent, he looked back at Chu Ze: "It's not boring."
"..." I really can't say anything.
Chu Ze glanced at Zhu Xi with disgust: "You ancients just never enjoyed the life of watching movies and eating popcorn."
There was so much information in Chu Ze's words that Zhu Ping didn't know whether he should ask what a movie was first or why he should eat popcorn while watching a circus.
Wait, what Chu Ze said was probably from their time.
Zhu Ming's eyes lit up and he was about to get to the bottom of it, but Chu Ze had already spoken first.
"Let me tell you, in our time, when going to a movie or a circus show, many people would hold a tube of popcorn. Do you know what popcorn is?" Chu Ze turned his head and looked at Zhu Xi.
He should know, after all, popcorn has been around since the Song Dynasty.
It should be there now.
But he's been here for so long, why hasn't he seen many people eating?
Zhu Xi nodded: "Of course I know."
"Glutinous rice flowers."
"But we usually use it for divination, and few people eat it. Have you eaten it in your time?" Zhu Xi looked at Chu Ze doubtfully.
Chu Ze was stunned: "Divination?"
"Yes, divination." Zhu Xi nodded, "If you want to see it, I can take you to see how they do it."
"No need." He just wanted to eat, but he was not interested in reading any divination.
However, Zhu Ping's words reminded him of another thing.
Corn has not yet been introduced to our country.
Naturally, this popcorn cannot be made of corn.
He hadn't thought about it for a moment, and the first thing he thought of was popcorn made from corn.
Of course he still wondered why this thing was still used for divination.
It turns out they were not talking about the same thing.
But popcorn made from glutinous rice is also delicious.
The most famous rice cake is made of rice.
It's a pity that such a delicious thing is only used for divination.
Well, it needs to be developed.
"Chu Ze."
Suddenly, a thick voice came from the opposite side of the tent.
Chu Ze subconsciously raised his head.
"Who called me?"
"I!"
A man full of murderous aura strode towards Chu Ze. The man must be at least 1.9 meters tall, with a sinister look on his face.
Just one look can make a child cry.
Chu Ze is not a child and is not afraid.
He raised his head and looked at the man and said, "Marquis Changxing?"
He had seen this man before, and his temperament was quite unique. Even if Chu Ze couldn't recognize him, he couldn't recognize him.
Geng Bingwen saw that Chu Ze actually recognized him, and his face showed a bit of contempt: "Master Chu has such a big air, we still pretend that you don't recognize us."
This is a provocation as soon as I hear it.
But this person is quite interesting. He has only been in the mansion for so long, and he has never seen this person appear.
Today he came here to watch a circus and unexpectedly met him.
Chu Ze stretched out his body comfortably and leaned back in the chair leisurely.
"What does Marquis Changxing want from me?"
Geng Bingwen looked at Chu Ze with wide eyes.
This person is really not afraid of him.
No wonder you dare to do those things.
Since he bumped into it today, this person can't even think about leaving with all his hands and feet.
Geng Bingwen's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said in a deep voice: "Chu Ze, we just want to ask you, why did you beat our servant last time when we asked someone to find you."
Zhu Fang looked at Chu Ze in confusion: "Last time it was rumored that someone beat the slaves of the Marquis of Changxing in the street, was it you?"
Geng Bingwen's attention was always on Chu Ze. It wasn't until Zhu Ping spoke that he noticed that Zhu Ping was also beside him.
Geng Bingwen's eyes twitched when he saw Zhu Chong.
Chu Ze nodded: "It's me. Marquis Changxing's slave is bullying others. I'm here to teach Marquis Changxing a lesson. Marquis Changxing, you're welcome. I'm always willing to help others." Chu Ze raised his head and smiled at Geng Bingwen with a friendly expression.
Geng Bingwen's face turned green with anger.
"You are a small fourth-grade official. What information do you have to teach my slaves a lesson?"
"I asked him to invite you because he thinks highly of you."
"You don't know what's good and hurt others. Have you not taken me seriously?" The more Changxing Hou said, the uglier his face became. He took a step forward, his eyes widened, and he wished that Chu Ze would be beaten. Slap him into the ground.
He's quite bluffing like this.
But since Chu Ze dared to let others take action, he was not afraid.
He stood up and stood face to face with Marquis Changxing.
"So, the house slave causing trouble on the street was ordered by Marquis Changxing?"
Zhu Fang also looked at Geng Bingwen.
It was wrong for Chu Ze to beat people, but it was not wrong for Marquis Changxing to instruct his subordinates to cause trouble in the streets.
Even more so, Marquis Changxing's problem was even bigger.
Not to mention that this guy looked like he was looking for trouble.
If something happened to Chu Ze in front of him, he would make his eldest brother and the others laugh to death.
Even his father knows how to do it.
Thinking of this, Zhu Xi looked at Geng Bingwen with a more wary look.
Geng Bingwen thought Chu Ze was going to say something, but it turned out to be this.
He sneered and said: "It's just a small stall. No matter how much you lose, I will compensate you."
As a marquis, he can't even pay for a stall.
Geng Bingwen took out a purse and threw it into Chu Ze's arms with contempt: "There are ten taels of silver in it. Is it enough to compensate for your little shabby stall? Now, shouldn't you tell me why you are looking for Zhang Zhen?" With their trouble?”
"You are just a royal guard and the emperor's dog, but you dare to bite an important minister of Zhongshu Province. You really treat yourself like a thing, don't you?"
Geng Bingwen looked at Chu Ze with even more contempt.
Zhu Ming suddenly raised his head and glanced at Geng Bingwen like a knife.
(End of chapter)
