I saw a middle-aged man with smart and thin eyes, dressed in silk, walking out of the crowd, followed by several well-dressed young men in brocade.
As soon as he came out, the light of his eyes went directly over several people around him, and fell on the flower of the street. He was half afraid, half cautious, and a little disgusted and resentful.
This goal is so obvious, just said the words is so sharp, this moment, instantly attracted the attention of the people, people's eyes suddenly all fell on the flower and his body, in two people back and forth walking.
Before the flowers on the street got up, the tea cups in their hands were sent to their lips to drink as usual, and then they spoke slowly: "can't you drink tea when you are thirsty? But you don't know who you are and why you are making such a noise here? "
The man stepped forward a few steps, first took a look at Yan Beicheng, then his eyes flashed over Yan cenxuan. Then he said, "I'm a wuru, the head of the Wu family in Yueguo. Wucheng is my second brother, who died in vain in Yuzhou a few days ago. I'm here to seek justice for my brother."
People around the theatre suddenly burst the pot, one by one like to see something new in general, stretched their necks to see.
He's clear-cut and his words are not impolite. He's much better than Wu Cheng. No wonder he's the leader of the Wu family.
Mo Shanghua secretly pays attention to Wu Ru's words and deeds and turns a blind eye to the comments of the people around him.
Yan cenxuan's brows suddenly wrinkled as soon as he eased. He didn't want to be criticized by the people here. He said, "Mr. Wu is polite, but this is not a place to discuss things. According to our temple, you might as well follow us back to the Palace first, and then come to investigate the matter. Before discussing the matter, you should first look at your brother's remains. "
Wu Ru inquired about the news long before he was about to enter the city. Looking at Yan cenxuan's appearance, he guessed his identity. He was a little worried, nodded slightly, and said: "this is the 13th highness of the kingdom of God. I think you don't know something. It's not that I don't want to give you face, but I'm worried…"
Before he finished speaking, Mo Shanghua directly interrupted him and said, "I think master Biwu is worried that you are not familiar with your life and land. When you come to the palace, you will be manipulated and unfairly handled. In that case, please follow me to the city Yamen to redress your grievances."
After a pause, her eyes swept through the crowd. "People can watch in the Yamen. There are people here. I think Master Wu should be relieved now?"
Wu Ru was a little surprised to see Mo Shanghua. He never thought that Mo Shanghua would say that. In this way, does it not seem that she is magnanimous and he is narrow-minded?
Thinking about this, he turned his eyes to Yan Beicheng, who was sitting on one side with a relaxed look. He immediately realized his identity, thought about it, and said, "is it true that women are the masters of the kingdom of God?"
He thought Yan Beicheng would be angry, but he just changed his hand and continued to support his chin. When he was free, his hand was very boring, playing with the tea set on the table, as if he had not heard him at all.
Wu Ru's face was filled with embarrassment. The flower on the street glanced at him and said coolly, "what about women?"
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