The path of the villain is not easy

Chapter 393 Misunderstanding
Raising the chopping wood in his hand, a stick was aimed at Changsun Ji's buttocks. Changsun Ji's face changed. He didn't expect the cook to do it right away, but he didn't panic. With his current force, it was naturally impossible. Injured by this cook.

Instead of retreating, he straightened himself up and slammed into the cook's arms. Then he knocked out the firewood in the chef's hand with a backhand, and then turned around, twisting the chef's shoulders and pressing it behind him.

After subduing the chef at once, a trace of doubt flashed in Changsun Ji's eyes, but the situation in front of him made him forget this doubt.

Hearing the chef's distraught voice, Changsun Ji looked at Guo Yu and Cheng Ping again, and saw that they were looking at Changsun Ji with strange expressions.

Changsun Ji was a little puzzled by the reaction of the chef.

"Brother, I didn't mean to make fun of you. There must be some misunderstanding between us. I will let you go, let's talk about it, even if you want to beat me, you have to let me know why I was beaten, you It has to convince me."

As he said that, Changsun Jisong moved away the hand that was holding down the chef, and took two steps back, signaling that he was not hostile.

The chef rubbed the shoulders that were being pressed by Changsun Ji, and calmed down. The key is that he can't beat others, even if he doesn't calm down, there is nothing he can do.

He said with some gloom: "Okay, since you like to pretend to be ignorant so much, I'll make things clear and let your friend see who you really are."

"I can't ask for it."

"The other day I gave you a bowl of noodles and wrote an IOU, do you recognize it?"

"I know about this matter, I have done it and I will admit it naturally." Changsun Ji admitted happily.

"Okay, just admit it. Let me ask you, what did you write on it? 'Changsun Ji owes two steamed buns and a bowl of noodles today'. It's up to you to eat the noodles and control what your parents do."

After the cook finished speaking, seeing that Changsun Ji didn't speak, he thought he was guilty, and continued: "You just bully me as a newcomer, don't you think I don't know who Changsunji is because I'm new? He's the current son-in-law. He is the master of this mansion.

You are not only taking other people's wages, but also stealing other people's food. You are not finished after stealing, and you have left the family's name openly and aboveboard.I have never seen such a brazen person. "

Changsun Ji's eyes were a bit strange, he was a little angry when he heard the chef say that, he opened his mouth, he wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he was directly laughed angrily by this guy.

After some explanations, Changsun Ji looked at the stunned chef with a mysterious and expert smile.

He casually threw a piece of broken silver in his hand to the cook.

The chef who had been thinking about asking for money from Changsun Ji, now that he saw the money handed over by Changsun Ji, he refused to accept it.
The cook said with some embarrassment: "Master, if you had revealed your identity earlier, wouldn't there be a problem? Not to mention eating a few buns, the whole mansion is yours. Isn't it stuffed from the money in your left pocket?" Right pocket? Why do you have to let me do it again."

"Haha, brother, rules are rules, even if it's a little troublesome, you can't break the rules after all, what do you think? Brother." Changsun Ji said with a smile.

"Don't call me like that anymore. I'm just a little cook. If you call me like that, it will cost me my life." The cook was a little excited when he heard Changsun Ji call him brother, and even mixed with some fear. , vividly and vividly embodies the mood of a small person.

Changsun Ji smiled, but did not insist on this title, but just passed the silver in his hand forward.

The cook looked reserved and said with a smile: "In that case, I'll take the money first, and hand it over immediately when I go back."

As he said that, the cook stretched out his hand to take it, but seemed to have thought of something, and withdrew his hand again, rubbed against his body twice, and then stretched out his hand, but he didn't dare to touch Changsun Ji The hand was just placed under Changsun Ji's palm.

Changsun Ji smiled, then let go of his hand, and a piece of silver fell into the cook's hand.

It seemed that he could see the restraint of the cook, and the atmosphere of the conversation was not as free and relaxed as before, which made Changsun Ji feel a little uncomfortable.

Seemingly wanting to adjust the atmosphere, Changsun Ji asked, "That boy who lit the fire that day was your son, right? Why didn't you see him in the kitchen just now?"

Having said this, Changsun Ji was even more embarrassed. He didn't distract himself when he spoke just now, and said a nonsense, the fog in the kitchen was so thick, to be honest, he didn't see anyone.

But, fortunately, the cook didn't react, he said a little excitedly: "It's my son, that son of a bitch is still burning inside, I'll call him out right now."

Changsun Ji waved his hand, and said softly, "Don't bother, I still have things to deal with, so you can go back too."

"No trouble, no trouble. Oh, sir, if you have something to do, you should go as soon as possible. Don't waste your time because of me. I'll go back right away and steam a few more steamed buns for you to try. " Hearing that Changsun Ji had something to do, the cook said with a little regret.

Changsun Ji nodded, but did not speak.He simply said goodbye to the cook, then turned and left

On the way back, Guo Yu and Cheng Ping, who were following Changsun Ji, were a little puzzled. My lord dragged them to the back kitchen, just to pay back the money to a cook?

They looked at each other with some doubts, and they both saw confusion in each other's eyes, but Changsun Ji didn't explain the journey to them, so they didn't ask, it was just that Changsun Ji was drunk and dragged them along the way. conversational.

At the end of the road, the two separated from Changsun Ji.

After walking back to the room, Changsun Ji winked at Wang Gang when he entered the room.Regardless of whether Wang Gang could understand it or not, he went straight into the room.

Wang Gang stood at the door, then turned and left, not knowing where he went.

Changsun Ji entered the room reeking of alcohol, laughed a few times in Feng Waner's slightly complaining voice, took a shower, and then went to bed.

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Time passed by little by little, and it was another month and a half in a blink of an eye.

The capital has returned to calm in the past few days, and Changsun Ji feels at ease running between his position and the mansion every day.

On this day, after bidding farewell to the crown prince, Changsun Ji got into the carriage, listening to the noise from behind gradually receding, Changsun Ji slowly closed his eyes.

The day before yesterday, news came from Liangzhou that only one envoy from the Western Regions had returned, and there were still a few withered heads.

(End of this chapter)