Chapter 342 Want to Die

Being splashed with this most filthy thing in public, Wu Bing felt disgusted and ashamed.

He immediately became furious.

He pulled out the embroidered spring knife on his waist with a clang.

He was about to swing the knife at Ling Chu.

A murderous look flashed in Ning Chuyi's eyes.

Ling Chu did not give the two men a chance to attack.

He quickly pinched a seal in secret and shot it at Wu Bing, making him unable to move.

But he put on a look of annoyance on his face, "It's all my fault for being rash and causing you to be stained with this filthy thing. I hope you will forgive me, Lord Wu."

Seeing that Wu Bing didn't say anything, Ling Chu praised him again, "Lord Wu is really magnanimous and didn't bother with a small flag like me. Thank you, Lord, I will be careful not to implicate you next time."

Ling Chu said sincerely, and the other Jinyiwei saw that Wu Bing didn't say anything, so they thought that he, a commander, didn't dare to attack a small flag in public.

But they didn't know that Wu Bing was shocked and angry at the moment.

He wanted to kill Ling Chu, but he found that he could not move, even his eyes could not move.

Wu Bing had never encountered such a thing before.

He was so panicked that he could not help wondering if he had some strange disease.

Seeing that everyone's attention was on Wu Bing and Ling Chu.

Zhu Yi quietly took out a silver ingot from his body, quickly circulated his internal force, and bounced it towards the direction of the manure pit.

But the silver flew halfway.

A big shovel suddenly appeared and hit the silver hard.

Everyone looked over subconsciously.

Then a clang sound was heard.

The silver ingot was hit back by the shovel along the way it came.

Zhu Yi screamed.

He covered his forehead with his hand, and blood dripped through his fingers.

Ling Chu stepped forward quickly, kicked the silver ingot that fell to the side, and said in surprise, "Ah, how can this be silver? I thought it was some hidden weapon.

Sir Zhu, I'm sorry, sorry, it's all my fault for not looking carefully, my hand was a little too quick, and I accidentally hurt you."

Before Zhu Yi could speak, Ling Chu quickly flattered him, "Sir Zhu is as magnanimous as the commander, and didn't bother with me. Thank you, sir, your belly is really unusual, big enough, big enough."

Seeing that Ling Chu had finished praising and specifically looked at Zhu Yi's somewhat round belly, Ning Chuyi's forehead veins jumped again and again.

Wei Feng and the Jinyiwei around him, however, trembled as if they were having a seizure.

His cheeks hurt from trying to hold back his laughter.

Zhu Yi looked as if he wanted to eat Ling Chu alive.

He wanted to get angry, but the commander didn't care about being splashed with dirty things. He, a deputy commander, couldn't fight with a small flag.

What's more, she apologized, said it was a misunderstanding, and praised him for being as magnanimous as the commander.

If he still fought with a little girl, these people would not know how to mock him.

He could only hold back his anger.

But seeing Wei Feng and the others almost laughing, Zhu Yi was still so angry that he wanted to spit blood.

He didn't want to endure it, and wanted to draw his sword and kill people.

Ning Chuyi looked at him with a knife-like look, "Zhu, deputy commander, you feel that Ling Xiaoqi worked too hard, and you feel bad, so you want to express your gratitude with silver?"

The murderous intent in Ning Chuyi's eyes made Zhu Yi's heart tighten.

If the silver ingot had just been bounced into the manure pit by him, it would have been fine. He could insist that it was the silver hidden by the left assistant minister.

But in front of everyone, it was hit back by the big shovel.

Not to mention Ning Chuyi, even the Jinyiwei present saw through his intentions.

Zhu Yi hated it so much in his heart, but he could only force out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Yes, yes, yes, Lord Ning is right.

Ling Xiaoqi did everyone's work alone, it was really hard, this silver is my reward to Ling Xiaoqi."

Ling Chu felt that the name Ling Xiaoqi was a bit awkward, but who told her that she had the lowest position.

After hitting Zhu Yi, Ling Chu stopped when he saw the good, and smiled, "Then I would like to thank Zhu Chenshi for the reward."

Zhu Yi's heart was bleeding.

He wanted to help Wu Bing win the gambling game, but not only did he fail, he was hit on the head and bloody, and in the end he couldn't even keep the silver ingot.

He lost both his wife and his army.

Ling Chu didn't think the silver ingot was too little. After picking it up, he said to Ning Chuyi, "Sir Ning, could you please ask someone to go to the street to buy some tea for everyone to moisten their throats?"

Ning Chuyi didn't even need to ask for this little thing. Wei Feng had already taken it with a smile and handed it to the captain next to him, asking him to run errands.

Looking at the sky, Ling Chu moved the remaining feces to the big pit and didn't let other Jinyiwei do it.

He directly asked the big shovel to dig the pit upside down.

The result was naturally that not a penny was dug up.

Seeing Wu Bing's face as black as the bottom of a pot, Zhu Yi didn't dare to stay any longer.

He left in a hurry on the pretext of going to find a doctor to bandage his wounds.

Wu Bing was annoyed. This Zhu Yi was a fool who was more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish things.

There were so many feces pits in the Minister's Mansion, but he didn't know how to avoid people and acted in front of so many people.

Wu Bing snorted coldly.

He was suddenly stunned again.

Only then did he realize that he could move and speak.

He immediately said to Ling Chu with a gloomy face, "The winner has not been decided yet. There are still nine dung pits that have not been dug."

It doesn't matter if Zuo Shilang didn't hide the silver in the dung pit. He can help him hide a hundred or eighty taels. It's just a trick of framing, and he is very familiar with it.

Wu Bing gave a look to a Jinyiwei next to him.

The Jinyiwei was his confidant Yuan Fen, and he knew what he meant at a glance.

While no one was paying attention, he turned around and left quietly.

Ling Chu was washing the shovel with water. She knew that the Jinyiwei had left, but she ignored it.

She had the system in her hand, so no matter what the Jinyiwei wanted to do, she couldn't hide it.

Soon, Ling Chu knew the Jinyiwei's intention.

Yuan Fen went to the cleanest room in the Minister's Mansion, looked around for a few times, and then went around to the manure pit outside.

He took out a few silver pieces and a piece of gold from his sleeve pocket, took a look, and wanted to put the gold back into his sleeve pocket.

But after hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and put the gold and silver together.

Just as he was about to throw it into the manure pit, his arm suddenly hurt.

Five silver pieces and the gold rolled to the ground.

Yuan Fen was startled and looked back but didn't see anyone.

Just as he was in doubt, a gust of wind suddenly hit his back.

Although he guessed something was wrong, Yuan Fen was caught off guard and fell into the manure pit headfirst.

Fortunately, he held his breath and mouth and nose at the best moment, otherwise he would have become the first Jinyiwei in history to be drowned by feces.

Yuan Fen has martial arts skills. He endured the nausea and used Qinggong to jump out of the pit.

However, as soon as his head popped out, a strong force pressed down on his head.

Even if he tried his best and his face turned red, Yuan Fen could not successfully get out of the pit.

It was like a mountain was pressing on his head.

Just when Yuan Fen was getting more and more desperate, Wei Feng's surprised voice suddenly came, "Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder you are called Yuan Fen, you actually take a bath with feces, your hobby is really special."

Yuan Fen raised his head with great effort, and saw Wei Feng and the Jinyiwei beside him, and his eyes went dark immediately.

He wanted to die.

Ling Chu: Do you have any money?