Chapter 1793 Extra Story: Whose Boy (24)

Opposite the tailor shop, in the private room on the third floor of the restaurant, a pair of eyes were staring at the figure below with a gloomy look.

After the two entered the shop, they closed the window carefully, and then left quickly.

In the shop, Hongdou excitedly helped to choose the clothes, and took the ones that seemed suitable to make gestures on Yan Rongjin.

Yan Rongjin let her do everything, the materials she picked were all light colors, and she was familiar with his dressing preferences.

"My father and my elder brother both like to wear dark clothes, but brother Xiao Qi is the same as Qi Qi in our family, he likes light colors." When looking through the materials of the clothes, Hong Dou's mouth didn't stop, she seemed to be unaware, and she mentioned that person.

Yan Rongjin lowered her eyes and smiled, "Light colors are good, and those who wear light-colored clothes look more like good people."

For him, dressing is not only a modification, but also a camouflage.

Disguise yourself as a good person, and after a long time, you can even deceive yourself.

Those who speak and act unconsciously are the appearance of a modest gentleman.

That's why everyone said that the Emperor of Dongyue was as gentle as jade, modest and modest.

A dark sarcasm flashed across Yan Rongjin's eyes.

"Okay, just these few pieces, they should be enough to replace them, and you can go back after the matter here is done, and you'll be done with it." Hongdou patted the winter clothes she was holding in her hands, tilting her head teasingly.

Hengzhou is a big city, but drinking too much is not as prosperous as the capital city, let alone the imperial palace.

The emperor's food and clothing have always been the best, so he may not like the things she holds in her hands, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they will.

"Shopkeeper, wrap these up." Yan Rongjin raised her lips and looked at the little girl, "Don't underestimate your Little Brother Seven, I was also down and out."

"Pfft." Hongdou couldn't help laughing.

She had heard the story about the man's downfall from her mother, but looking at his current appearance, it was really hard to imagine what he was like back then.

When the shopkeeper took out the wrapped clothes, Yan Rongjin reached out to take them first, and took the little girl out.

"Hey? Why is the package so heavy? It's not right." How many clothes did she choose in total? Can the package be so big that she can't hold it in two hands?

"Curious? Go back and show you."

"..."

As soon as the two of them walked out of the tailor shop, Uncle Peng came over from the other end, walking a little anxiously.

Seeing Yan Rongjin, she immediately came over and whispered something next to him.

Yan Rongjin's smile faded from the corners of his eyes, and he sank down, handing the package in his hand to Uncle Peng, "You send the red beans back first, I'll go and have a look."

"Brother Xiaoqi, do you have something to do? Let Uncle Peng go with you, and I can go back by myself. The other courtyard is not too far from here." Hongdou said hurriedly.

To make Brother Xiao Qi feel so downcast, something big must have happened.

She can't help with Dongyue's affairs, and she doesn't want to cause trouble for others.

"Your Majesty?" Uncle Peng asked for instructions, the matter was really urgent.

The magistrate of Hengzhou corrupted the law with corruption. They had almost verified it in private, and they could close the case in two days, but something went wrong at this time.

Twenty-six witnesses who had agreed to testify before were all dead, and none survived.

Moreover, the prefect of Hengzhou arranged for the family members to leave, and the people had already been sent to the suburban wharf, and they were about to board the ship.

With no further worries, the plan of the Hengzhou magistrate jumped out, because he wanted to fight to the death and break the net.

They must stop the pier in time and rush to the yamen, just in case someone jumps over the wall in a hurry.

"You send the red beans back, or I personally send them." The man's brows were heavy, and the words he said were still the same, without changing.

Uncle Peng sighed, and turned to call Hongdou, only to find that the little girl had already run a long way away, waved at them, and then disappeared into the crowd.