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Chapter 132: The Barefoot Is Not Afraid of Wearing Shoes

The letter to Gong Shuyu has been sent for two days.

No one has caused trouble for him these two days. What does it mean?

Either they don't mind enough, and they urgently need someone to repair the knife, or they are too fast and they don't notice it.

No matter which one it was, he had no reason not to continue to make a vote.

The envoys who went to the Jin Kingdom could not be recovered, nor could they be recovered.

Marriage is never a one-sided thing.

For him, the little princess of Jin is the first choice, and for the little princess of Jin, isn’t he the same?

Ren Xiu sent an envoy to ask for marriage, and the King of Jin would most likely allow it.

This little princess is very likely to become his queen, if he is unhappy.

So, out of filial piety, he also tried hard to introduce the queen to the queen. Whether it succeeds or not, it is okay?

No matter how others think, at least for him, this is really great!!

Even if it can only disgust her for a moment, it is worth it!

Barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes~

Gongsun Quji trembled and picked up the letter, read it quickly, and then looked at the other letters. He found that except for the title, the content was almost the same. He immediately stared at the content of the letter and started to daze.

Seeing that his head was sweating protruding cold sweat, he wet his temples shortly after a while and flowed down his cheeks, Bai Jingyuan smiled and said:

"Sir, have you finished reading it? Is it a big problem? If it's a big problem, you have to help me change it!"

When Gongsun Quji heard this, he immediately came to his senses. Before he could speak, he heard the young master say quietly: "After all, they are not my uncle. If they write it wrong, they might laugh at me!"

"uncle?"

Gongsun Quji keenly discovered the key point.

Bai Jingyuan smiled and nodded, "Yes! It's my uncle!"

"Have you written a letter to Gong Shuyu? What are you writing about?"

Gongsun Quji tried his best to control his emotions.

He felt the pressure brought by the familiar choice of fate again.

Last time I learned that the young master was coming, after careful observation, he chose to recognize his master. What should he choose this time?

Bai Jingyuan has a meaningful meaning: "Of course - more than that!"

Seeing that the muscles in his eye corners were shrinking uncontrollably, Bai Jingyuan added: "I haven't seen each other for a long time. Of course, I have to talk about my current situation. By the way, I will ask if he is healthy!"

Only then did Gongsun Quji use the time to drink water to wipe the sweat from his head under the cover of his sleeves.

Since we have sent a similar letter to Gong Shuyu, we will send it to Jiang, Liang, Zhang, and the last four families, which seems to be just a trivial matter.

Since the young master wants to make things worse, he will follow his wishes.

So Gongsun Quji put down his sleeves and smiled and affirmed Bai Jingyuan's letter: "The young master's letter is very well written, full of innocent hearts. It is obvious that it is written by the young master, so that's enough."

Bai Jingyuan asked him to come and see him, not to ask him to help convert the letter.

In his opinion, it is enough to write the letter clearly, and there is no need to quote scriptures and pile up words.

He just needs to let these ambitious people know that he had a conflict with the queen.

Those who want to use him will naturally exert their subjective initiative and make things difficult for the queen as he wishes.

"Then please ask a few Rangers to deliver the letter to Ork! The messenger has already gone to Gongshan, and there is really no unnecessary manpower."

The queen gave more than one messenger, of course there were still some, but how could eggs be put into the same basket?

Risks should be shared.

In the past, when Gongsun Quji was still at home, he often interacted with Youxia'er, and it was most appropriate to ask him to do this.

If You Xiaer delivers a message, at most, the content of the message will be leaked. If the messenger sends a message, who knows if Ren Yi comes to his senses and is going to keep an eye on it? Even give him some color?

After the influence of later film and television dramas, he understood the most that there are many ways to torture him without hurting human life.

The reason why there was no problem with sending a letter to Gong Shuyu before was mostly because it was very chaotic that day. No one expected that he couldn't even sit steadily, and he could still pick up a pen to write a letter, and he could come up with such a vicious way.

He felt that he had made a big firecracker now and was still stuffing gunpowder into it, waiting for the moment when Mars came - bang!

I feel more excited as I grow longer!

If he doesn't let him be, he will explode!

I hope that in the future, they can learn from them and no longer ignore his wishes as they do now!

"Can Ranger deliver a letter?"

Seeing that Gongzi Bai had already carefully put the envelope into the bamboo tube, he picked up the copper chips on the table and randomly engraved a mark on the wax that was about to solidify. Gongsun Quji had fought for a long time in his heart, and finally nodded, took the bamboo tubes, and turned around and went out.

He saw that the young master did this not only to avoid risks, but also to test his intentions.

It depends on whether he is loyal and capable.

At a young age, he has a lot of thoughts and is worthy of being the future King of Chu!

Thinking that it was not far from Yangcheng, at most more than a month, the young master would officially receive the title of Emperor Ji and become the new King of Chu. Gongsun Quji felt excited.

Even if there is danger, he still has to stand on the side of the young master.

He could not have betrayed the young master for the sake of the queen.

Gongsun Quji went to do business. Bai Jingyuan was very nervous, afraid that he would be caught and questioned, so he did not sleep well all night.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong all night.

The next day, the team was about to set off before dawn. Bai Jingyuan yawned and climbed up with dark circles. After eating a bowl of Yangchun noodles, he obediently climbed onto the modified car.

The car was not as stable and quiet as the boat. No matter how capable the servants were, they could not carry him in the car and continue to sleep without disturbing him. Seeing that his dark circles were obvious, they just thought he got up too early and were busy and diligent in laying the car and preparing snacks for him, just asking him to avoid tossing on the road.

Bai Jingyuan had no idea of ​​tossing anyone, nor was he interested in having fun. As soon as he got on the bus, he would sleep on his own. Even Lu'er looked at him for a long time.

Lu'er didn't have a quarrel this time. Compared to the past, when facing Bai Jingyuan, he became much more frank and would choose to ask directly if he had any questions.

So at noon, the team had to take a short break, and all the livestock carrying heavy loads had to be replaced. When he and Bai Jingyuan were the only ones in the car, he spoke:

"Young Master, aren't you afraid?"

Bai Jingyuan was chewing the dried fish in a mess. When he saw him coming over, he looked out of the car nervously, and then this sentence came out, and he couldn't help but feel funny:

"What are you afraid of? What are you talking about?"

Lu Er took two steps to get to Bai Jingyuan, then lowered her head and grabbed her clothes and whispered: "Finish..."

"Oh? What's your letter? What did you say?"

Seeing that he refused to admit it, Lu'er's tears were almost falling! In the end, he said aggrievedly: "I heard that you told the messenger to go to Gongshan."

Seeing him like this, Bai Jingyuan bit off the dried fish's head with a "crack" and turned his head and "pah" out the window, then he looked at him with a smile:

"You are not afraid, what am I afraid of!"

When I heard this, I dared to come and ask him, isn’t it because the old birthday boy hangs him and thinks he has a long life?

Lu'er was not angry this time, nor did she cry, but laughed: "Since I dare to say it, I decided that the young master is not that kind of person."

He has always been proud and does not want to equate himself with those slaves, and he will not call himself a slave on weekdays.

It seems that I'm still nervous!

He is still young after all.

Thinking of this, Bai Jingyuan pushed the small bamboo basket filled with dried fish over: "Hey, it's delicious!"

Seeing him staring at him and asking for an answer, Bai Jingyuan was helpless: "When people are alive, they have to do something even if they are afraid of it! Those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes, and those who have figured it out are not afraid. Don't worry about me, huh?"

I had known about this for a long time, but I didn't report it to Ren Yi. The young man has a lot of prospects!

Thinking of this, Bai Jingyuan was happy, opened the food box again, touched a plate of donkeys and rolled out, and handed it to Lu'er.
Chapter completed!
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