C7 His Highness must Know How to Play the Pig to Eat the Tiger

The street was deserted, with only the sound of the wind blowing and the sand rustling.

This was Qiao Long Street, which was located at the edge of King Lin's Mansion. The street was not wide. It was only 15 feet tall, and there was only a tall courtyard by the side. It was also the King Lin's Mansion, with high walls on both sides of the street. As a result, it was lonely and isolated. Only patrolling soldiers and delivery men would walk here.

Furthermore, the assassination last night had cut off the delivery man's business for the past few days. These days, the Imperial Residence only received daily food and water from the Imperial Palace.

And on this deserted Qiao Long Street, two figures suddenly appeared.

One old and one young, both dressed in grayish-black Daoist robes, had their hair tied up in a bun, and wore a black muslin Daoist crown.

The old Daoist's face was full of wrinkles. He had a smile on his face, and his back was hunched. His face was round like a pancake, and one of his front teeth was missing. His nose was slightly collapsed, but his eyes were truly beautiful. It was a pity that he was defeated by this face.

The small Taoist priest only had the body of a child on the shoulder of the old Taoist priest. He timidly pulled the corner of the old Taoist priest's clothes and carefully observed his surroundings.

"Master, what are we doing here?" Little Daoist's voice was as soft as a cow's.

"The heavens are going to change. We need to find a way out." The old Daoist raised his head and looked at the entrance of the King Lin's Mansion not far away.

"You don't want to be the Imperial Advisor, do you?" Little Daoist turned pale with fright.

This little fellow didn't seem to be smart, but he managed to tell what the old Taoist priest was thinking with a single sentence. The smile on the old Taoist priest's face froze for a moment.

"I know my own family's business, but I don't have the ability. I don't dare to delude myself with delusions. Don't speak blindly later. It's best if you don't speak. " The old Daoist slapped the back of Little Daoist's head and directly slapped him. He rolled three feet on the ground.

"Aye, alright." Little Daoist's body was quite solid. He didn't even get hurt when he fell on the street that was paved with green bricks. He could still laugh at the old Daoist, revealing his teeth that were missing a tooth. It looked very funny.

"Humph, you are so dishonest, pretending to be honest and honest all the time. Why did this poor Taoist want to compete with the Demon Witch Dao for you that day? It would be great if you could just go to their place and be a little girl. Sigh, I regret what I did back then. " The old Taoist showed an expression of regret.

When he said this, he even pointed his finger at Little Daoist's throat.

"First, close your mute acupoint for two hours." After saying this, the old Daoist placed his hands behind his back and slowly walked towards the King Lin's Mansion's gate.

Little Daoist stood in place for a while. He held his breath and focused his mind. He wanted to break through the acupoint, but his face had turned red. He had no choice but to follow the old Daoist dejectedly.

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... "I saw Shen Shenzhou walking out from your place just now. What did you all say?" Lee Wu, who had not walked out for long, turned around and returned to the study. She pressed her hand on the desk and leaned forward. She put her face close to Zhou Jun and was only five or six centimeters away from him.

Zhou Jun did not move his face away. After all, he had done something even more intimate. This little action was nothing.

"He knows what we are hiding." Zhou Jun replied.

"What?!" Lee Wu was shocked.

With this shock, she lost control of her saliva and was about to spray it on Zhou Jun's face.

However, Zhou Jun's reaction was extremely fast for no reason. He reached the paper in his hand between their faces and blocked all of the saliva.

"Stop, someone is coming." Zhou Jun put down the stack of paper in his hand and said with an expressionless face.

The Great Manager of King Lin's Mansion was heading towards the study, looking quite anxious.

There were five stewards in King Lin's Mansion, three men and two women. The chief steward was a man. His name was Zhou Yuan, and he was in charge of all the matters in King Lin's Mansion. The second steward was a man. His name was Lin. The article was about the financial expenses of the mansion; the third steward was a woman. His name is Zhang Lin, and he is the maid of the House. The Fourth Manager is a man. He Zhengping, the son of the House; the fifth steward was a woman, named Huang Liu. He was in charge of the food and cooking.

Dudu Dudu.

The steward knocked on the door and Zhou Jun agreed to let him in.

Zhou Yuan looked like an old man in his fifties or sixties, but Zhou Jun knew that he was actually around eighty years old. He was well-versed in martial arts and did not have much ability to fight with others. However, his lifespan might be comparable to that of an old turtle.

And now, the old steward was shrinking his neck and standing at the side, not daring to speak. He saw Zhou Jun and Lee Wu in the same room and thought that his arrival had ruined their relationship.

After all, in the past three days, the palace had been spreading that the Royal Highness had changed his character and was willing to sleep with the Princess. Consort Lan could finally rest in peace.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Jun suppressed his voice and asked.

"Uh, Your Highness, there are two priests outside requesting to see you." The old steward wanted to say something funny, but when he saw Lee Wu glaring at him from the side, he shrunk his neck and lowered his head to talk about proper business.

"Taoists? What are you doing here?" Zhou Jun was confused.

"Your Highness, that priest has a special technique that can turn stone into gold." The old butler said excitedly.

Well, from his words, it was obvious that he was an old liar, a practitioner of the Jianghu.

"Elder Zhou, this is a very special period. The assassination has just been completed, and the Six Fans Sect is investigating the case. It's good that outsiders are rarely seen. Give them some money and send them away." Zhou Jun held his hands together and said helplessly.

If it was any other time, he would still be willing to play games with these warlocks, but now he was really not in the mood. He just wanted to find an empty corner and shout, Unparalleled Hot Purgatory Wave Cannon.

He tested the system and vented his emotions.

"... " I'm sorry, Your Highness, it was my fault for not thinking properly and I almost caused you trouble. " Zhou Jun's words dampened the old steward's enthusiasm. He thought for a moment in his heart. He also knew that he had made a mistake in this matter, so he quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

"It's nothing. Just do as I say. Be polite and give me more silver." Zhou Jun waved his hand.

The old steward quickly got up and walked out of the study.

This old man's body was really tough, and he also had a tough head. Just now, there were a few banging sounds on his head, but there were only a few white marks on his head. There was not even a trace of blood on his head.

Once the old steward left, Zhou Jun found Lee Wu staring blankly at him.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Jun asked.

"Didn't you like Pugilistic World warlocks?" Lee Wu withdrew her gaze and asked softly. Her tone seemed to contain some anticipation.

Oh, so there were magic shows every day a few days ago?

So you feel that I finally have the ambition?

Zhou Jun genuinely felt that Lee Wu's mentality of looking forward to her husband becoming a dragon was somewhat abnormal.

"Er... Xiao Hong, you go and catch up to Elder Zhou and say that I want to meet those two Taoist priests again." Zhou Jun did not respond to Lee Wu's question but shouted towards the outside of the study.

Xiao Hong was Zhou Jun's newly arranged maid. Although those two maids survived last night, they were charged with the crime of not being able to protect their master and were sent to the Six Fans Sect's prison.

When Lee Wu heard Zhou Jun's words, her originally gentle eyes became fierce again. Then, she snorted and was about to leave the study.

It was unknown whether she was Genuine Qi or fake Qi.

Zhou Jun did not stop her. He did not coax her and let her go.

But just as she was about to step out of the door of the study, she retreated again.

Your Highness, are you trying to continue pretending to be a pig... to conceal your strength and bide your time? Lee Wu thought as she retreated into the room.

That punch in the tunnel last night had given her quite a bit of room to imagine.

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