Journey To the World of Film and Television

  Chapter 21 won't it? Shouldn't it?

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   "Brothers fight against the wall, the casualties are innocent."

  On the way back, Zhou Ji couldn't help expressing emotion, "I'm afraid that Mei Zhili will never come back."

   "Ah? Why?" Fan Ruoruo asked doubtfully.

Fan Xian is also a smart person, he figured out the key point in class, and said in a deep voice: "If the prince shows up, he can stick to the original verdict, at most he has failed the case, even if the prince retaliates, it's a big deal for the capital. Yin's official is wrong.

   Change to another place, and take an idle position to provide for the elderly.

  It's a pity that Mei Zhili was vacillating, and wanted to make peace between the crown prince and the second prince, which violated His Majesty's taboo. His Majesty is still in the prime of his life, and he doesn't know when the crown prince and the second prince will succeed to the throne. His Majesty doesn't care about the truth of the case, what he cares about is that he, as governor of the capital, is involved in the battle for the crown prince. "

  At this time, in the imperial palace, Emperor Qing opened the secret folder in his hand, which was densely written with the conversations of the people in the government hall, and even some expressions and expressions were remarked.

  Mei Zhili, ah Mei Zhili, has been working hard for decades, but because of this trivial matter, he is late.

  Looking at the back tremblingly leaving outside the corridor, he was silent for a long time and sighed softly.

   "His eldest son works in the Ministry of Households, right?"

   "Report to Your Majesty. Mr. Mei's eldest son, Mei Xiruo, will serve as the sixth-rank inspector of the Household Registration Department."

   "It made a mistake and fell into the well. The old lady added an order, and the eldest son was promoted to a higher rank."

   "Here."

  Eunuch Hou leaned over to receive the order.

   "Zhou Ji." Emperor Qing closed his secret folder and closed his eyes slightly. No one knew what he was thinking.

   "Sister, you're out!" Fan Sizhe, who was carrying a pair of scissors at the side of the crowd, asked concerned, "How is it? How many years have you been sentenced?"

   "You can't think of something better!" Fan Ruoruo laughed back angrily, and stretched out her hand to twist Fan Sizhe's ear, but she put it down again for some reason.

  Fan Sizhe dodged subconsciously, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing and said, "If I go in, how will your bookstore be open?"

   "That's right, you can't have any accidents, as long as my bookstore can open, you will be my brother from now on!" Fan Sizhe said, patting his chest.

   "I was your own brother!" Fan Xian couldn't help complaining.

Everyone was laughing and cursing as they reached the gate of Fan's mansion in a blink of an eye. Zhou Ji stopped suddenly, looked at the astonished Fan Xian and said, "Although you have turned the corner, Mrs. Fan and Mrs. Liu must be worried. There will definitely be a lot to say when the family is reunited. I don't want to disturb you, so please leave now."

  Fan Xian snorted coldly, hugged his shoulders and said, "I think you are afraid that my father will ask you about Zuixianju, so you want to run away!"

  Fan Ruoruo's mind froze, and then he remembered the slip of the tongue in court just now.

  Kyoto is big if you say it is big, and it is not big if you say it is not big. There were so many people in the government office at that time, maybe it has already spread to Dad's ears by now.

Fan Sizhe looked nonchalant, and asked curiously: "Sister, are there any storytellers and opera singers in Zuixianju? Tell me, if I make a brochure of the red building and sell it in Zuixianju, it will sell well." go out?"

  The Qing Kingdom was established by force, and the people's customs were tough. Fan Ruoruo's matter was like a fascination with poetry and music, and some behaviors were just inappropriate.

   With the title of "Kyoto's No. 1 Talented Woman", it will even be a good story to spread.

   It's been half a month since I left Fan's residence.

Fan Xian didn't know what he was busy with during this time, and he never came to see Zhou Ji. On the contrary, Fan Ruoruo, after being fined and grounded for three days, occasionally came to see Zhou Ji in Fan Xian's name, sometimes bringing some pastries and presents, wrapping They are all beautiful, but the taste is not so good.

   It looks like a gift box mooncake for later generations.

  Lonely men and widows are in the same room, it is inevitable that people will gossip, so every time Fan Ruoruo comes over, Zhou Ji will call Fan Sizhe to go out together, or take a walk by the Liujing River, or drink tea at Yishiju.

   Occasionally talk about some poems and songs, and occasionally talk about some modern knowledge.

At first, Fan Sizhe was a little reluctant, but after hearing that Zhou Ji's business model was different from the current era in the chat, his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees, and he often crowded around Zhou Ji with a lot of doubts, hoping Can get some inspiration by analogy.

  From Fan Ruoruo, Zhou Ji also learned that Fan Xian had already found his dick-legged girl. He was indulging in the sweetness of love these days, so he didn't have the time to find him for a drink.

   "Young Master Zhou, you sure don't know who the **** girl that my brother misses so much?" Fan Ruoruo took two steps forward, turned around, and said with a sweet smile.

"Is it Lin Wan'er, the princess of the Lin family?" Zhou Ji smiled, "A few days ago, Fan Xian was arguing about retiring the engagement, and every time we met, he mentioned it. These days, he didn't even bother to complain to me. Thinking about it, there is a high probability that this girl with chicken legs is his marriage contract."

To be honest, to a certain extent, Zhou Ji felt that Fan Xian was quite pitiful. From the moment he was born, he was no longer under his control. Everything was going according to the established plan, even the so-called 'Celebrating the temple' is also a calculation made in advance.

  But Zhou Ji also understands that he is not qualified to pity Fan Xian, who can really be free from the confusing endless time travel?

   "You can't pretend you don't know, let me show it off~" Fan Ruoruo leaned forward with her hands on her hips, and said coquettishly.

Fan Sizhe complained: "A few days ago, you and your brother went to the princess mansion with drums and gongs, saying that they wanted to make the battle bigger and more imposing, but the second young master blocked it, and the news spread throughout the capital. Who else doesn't know?"

After finishing speaking, ignoring Fan Ruoruo's angry eyes, he approached Zhou Ji with a calm face, took out a pen and paper from his pocket, and said, "Young Master Zhou, I didn't remember what you just said about the new sales promotion. Say it again?"

  Zhou Ji made up a few nonsense marketing theories to send Fan Sizhe away, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile: "If your brother keeps asking, I'm afraid my stomach will be empty of ink."

   "It deserves it." Fan Ruoruo gave Zhou Ji a blank look, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and said in a pretty voice, "Who told you to call him every time?"

Zhou Ji was taken aback when he heard the words, and even his dull head could tell something was wrong, he glanced at Fan Ruoruo with blushing cheeks in surprise, he was silent for a moment, and his tone was a little more distant: "It's getting late, I'll see you off." You go back."

   "It's just noon, how can it be early?" Fan Ruoruo pointed to a restaurant in front, "I heard that there is a new one opened there, why don't we go and try something new?"

  Zhou Ji shook his head, his smile was a little more alienated and he said: "Another day..."

  Fan Ruoruo sensed the change in Zhou Ji's attitude, and didn't think much about it, but let out a sigh of regret, and was sent to the carriage by Zhou Ji.

   "By the way, go back and tell Fan Xian, let him come to me when he is free, I have something to tell him."

   "Second Prince and Prince Jing have invited my brother to Zuixianju, so I'm afraid we won't be free today."

   "Tomorrow is fine, try to stay in these two days."

  As the carriage drifted away, Zhou Ji sighed softly and showed a wry smile.

   It should be... no?

  (end of this chapter)