He stared at Zhui Feng with cannibalistic eyes, wishing he could grab this guy's neck and make him tell all the stories he knew.
But Zhui Feng didn't seem to see it at all.
Forget it, don't be angry with this stupid idiot.
Xiao Si comforted himself and turned his eyes away from Zhui Feng's face.
He knew that Zhui Feng had this temper. He would say what he wanted to say, and don't expect to hear a word from his mouth about what he didn't want to say.
But, what happened to the Queen during this time? Why is this guy so secretive
Xiaosi's eyes were rolling, almost dying of curiosity.
He frequently looked back at Zhou Zhongkang, only to see Zhou Zhongkang bewildered, but he remained silent and had no expression on his face.
Wufu felt uneasy in his heart. He tugged on Zhou Zhongkang's sleeve and whispered: "Sir, the imperial envoy is looking at you."
"Yeah." Zhou Zhongkang just said yes and stopped talking.
He was thinking about the case file in his mind and didn't pay any attention to other things.
"Young Master, Young Master?" Wufu called out softly again.
"What's the matter?" Zhou Zhongkang looked back at him.
Wufu swallowed his saliva and said cautiously: "Are you really no longer an official?"
"It's inappropriate." Zhou Zhongkang said without any hesitation.
"But why is this? Do you really plan to follow this Miss Shen... Shen? She is a fourth-grade censor, and we are not qualified to carry her shoes." Wufu's voice became even softer.
In fact, what he wanted to say was that working as a clerk next to a girl was totally worthless!
Even if the young master really doesn't want to be an official, he shouldn't wrong himself so much.
"Oh, I'm doing paperwork, not carrying shoes." Zhou Zhongkang answered seriously.
Wufu almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Young Master, I was just making a metaphor, okay? simile!
Could it be that the young master really plans to carry the girl’s shoes
No matter how good Miss Shen is, we can't reach her. Master, there is nowhere in the world where there is no fragrant grass!
Wufu was so full of words that he was choked and couldn't say a word.
Forget it, let’s do whatever the young master likes.
The group of people traveled for a whole day, and in the evening, they were still half a day away from the county seat where their destination was.
Shen Ning then ordered to camp nearby and rest.
The Imperial Guards quickly set up camp and, after resting for the night, continued their journey the next day.
Xiaosi did not ride in the carriage this time, but rode on a horse and followed the carriage, looking around at the scenery with great interest on his face.
Zhui Feng followed Xiao Si's gaze and saw that there were only bare trees, no scenery at all.
He didn't understand why this boy looked so happy.
However, Xiao Si did not sit in the carriage where Shen Ning and Xiao Ru were, which made him feel a lot more comfortable.
"Xiaosi, why don't you go back to the capital?"
He endured this question for a long time and finally asked it.
Hearing this, Xiao Si turned around from his horse with a look of astonishment on his face.
"Why should I go back to the capital?"
Zhui Feng glared at him.
Do you even need to ask? Because the two of us are the ones that the master trusts the most. If I’m not around, and you’re not here either, the master probably doesn’t even have a capable person around him right now!
"Why don't you go back to the capital?" Xiao Si asked back.
"I must obey the master's orders." Zhui Feng replied.
"Both each other." Xiao Si chuckled.