The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 696: Slap in the face (two more)

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The weather was sultry, and after a quarter of an hour of congestion, the carriage finally moved slowly.

The first half was blocked badly, but it was unobstructed near the National Teacher Hall. It turned out that those who lined up to see the National Teacher were basically persuaded by the disciples of the National Teacher Hall, leaving only a dozen or so who did not give up.

Gu Jiao's carriage stopped opposite the National Teacher's Hall.

She jumped out of the carriage, took the token of the Six Nations Chess Master and walked towards the gate.

A disciple of the Guoshi Hall was persuading the dozen or so people who refused to leave: "Master Guoshi only saw three guests today, and I have already seen two of them. , please come back, it will not be too late to come back to the National Master Hall when there is a post of worship in the future."

Well, still have a post.

Gu Jiao touched her chin.

The disciple of the National Master Hall had never met Gu Jiao, but he still asked politely, "This young master, do you have any invitations?"

"I don't have any invitations, only this." Gu Jiao handed the token of the Six Kingdoms Chess Master to the disciples of the National Master Hall.

The disciple of the National Master Palace took a look and said in astonishment: "This son, please come in."

Someone on the side was unhappy: "Hey! Why can he enter?"

"Yeah? Didn't he say no? We waited for so long, we should enter first if we want to enter!"

The disciple of the National Teacher's Hall explained: "This young master is holding the token of the Six Nations Chess Sage, Mr. Meng Lao. Mr. Meng is a distinguished guest of the National Teacher's Hall, and the person he recommends can directly enter the National Teacher's Hall. Okay. Yes, today's three places are full, please come back."

"Really! Waiting for so long!"

"That's it! I knew it wouldn't come!"

"Looking poor and sour, who knows if his token is fake?"

The disciples of the National Master Hall shook their heads helplessly, as if worried that Gu Jiao would thank him, he said, "Young master, don't take it to heart, they don't have a post from the National Master Hall, so they couldn't get in, so it has nothing to do with you."

Gu Jiao said, "Oh, I'm fine."

The little brother is very kind.

"Young Master, please come with me." The disciple of the National Master Palace led Gu Jiao inside.

The two had just turned and walked in, when a carriage suddenly came behind them. The carriage had just stopped, and a girl in a white shirt jumped down with her skirt on.

You could see she was a little anxious.

"Please wait."

She called the disciple of the National Master Hall.

Listening to the familiar voice, Gu Jiao turned her head along with the disciples of the National Master Hall.

"It's you?"

When the other party saw Gu Jiao, he couldn't help but stunned, "Why are you here?"

Gu Jiao looked at Mu Ruxin who appeared in a hurry and said, "Why can't I be here?"

Mu Ruxin looked at the majestic and solemn plaque above her head, Liu Mei frowned slightly: "This is the National Teacher's Hall, not the place you should come."

The disciple of the National Master Hall said, "May I ask what's wrong with this girl?"

Mu Ruxin's attitude towards the disciples of the National Teacher's Hall was much better. She said politely, "I came to see the National Teacher, and I have a letter of worship."

After that, she took out a golden salutation from her wide sleeves.

The disciples of the National Master Hall immediately recognized that this was a real greeting card from the National Master Hall, but he still declined: "Sorry, girl, you are a step late, our National Master only saw three guests today, this little son. is the last one."

"He... He's just a descendant from the country! How could he have the qualifications to meet the National Teacher!" Mu Ruxin raised the greeting card in his hand, not only to the disciple of the National Teacher's Hall who led the way, but also to the others who were on duty at the door. The two disciples said, "You can see clearly, this is a letter of worship from the chess house, and it was personally presented to the house by the national master! It should be the highest-level letter of worship! I don't care where this person got the letter of worship. , he is not qualified to rank ahead of me!"

There are also grades of pilgrimages, the first is gold, the second is silver, and the third is blue.

Among them, only the golden post was personally stamped by the national teacher, and those who were eligible to get the golden post were often from the royal family.

Mu Ruxin also spent a lot of effort to cure the cough of the heir of Qi Zhuang, and only got this golden post.

Even if the heir to the top ten families came today, he couldn't go past her!

The disciple of the National Master Hall frowned slightly: "Dare to ask which country the girl is from?"

Mu Ru's heart choked.

The disciple of the National Teacher's Hall was a little lighter: "The girl is from the Chen country, right? The girl's Yan Guo dialect has a strong Chen Guo accent, but this young master, I don't hear the accents of the other countries. "

Mu Ruxin's mouth twitched.

Are all the disciples of the National Master Hall so perverted? Even the accent can be heard.

Mu Ruxin was exposed to the public, and felt embarrassed for a while.

She glared at Gu Jiao fiercely.

Why is it bad to meet this Zhao people? She hasn't settled with him for slapping her in the face and unloading her arm. He's better, and he's here to rob him of the qualification to see the National Teacher!

Nothing she said would let him succeed!

"You ask her to take out the pilgrimage! If she's a gold tie like me..."

Mu Ruxin was only halfway through what he had said, when the disciple of the National Master Palace showed the token that he had not returned to Gu Jiao in time, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "This son is holding Mr. Meng's token, and Mr. Meng is the National Teacher's Hall. The honored guest, his token is far more qualified than the golden post in your hand!"

Mu Ruxin's pupils shrank fiercely: "Impossible! How could he have Mr. Meng's token! This must be fake!"

Mu Ruxin didn't come alone, there was another carriage parked behind her carriage.

A refined man stepped down from the carriage, in his early forties, with a thin build and a little goatee.

With his hands behind his back, he walked towards this side with a dignified face: "Today, I am the one who came, or I would not have known that someone was swindling and cheating in the name of the chess house!"

Mu Ruxin hurriedly turned around and greeted the other party, with a soft tone: "Master Feng."

The disciples of the National Master Hall frowned and looked at each other: "Who is Your Excellency?"

Mu Ruxin smiled lightly: "You keep saying that Mr. Meng is an honored guest of your National Teacher's Hall. Can't you recognize that this is Mr. Meng's direct disciple, Master Feng Yuehua?"

Meng Lao was a chess sage, and his eldest disciple was honored as a master by the world.

The disciple of the National Teacher's Hall cupped his hands: "It turned out to be Master Feng, and I have been looking forward to it for a long time."

Feng Yuehua glanced at Gu Jiao and said unceremoniously, "I don't know this person at all, the token he took..."

it is true!

Feng Yuehua saw the token handed over clearly, showing a more surprised look than Mu Ruxin.

Mu Ruxin asked, "Master Feng, what's wrong?"

"You... you..." Feng Yuehua took the token in her hand and confirmed it over and over again, "It's the teacher's token, yes, how could the teacher's token be in your hand! Where did you steal it!"

"I didn't steal." Gu Jiao said.

Mu Ruxin sneered: "You didn't steal it, so where did this token come from? As we all know, Mr. Meng has disappeared, and his whereabouts are still unknown. How did his token appear with you so coincidentally?"

The people who had already left heard Mu Ruxin's voice and turned back again, queuing up one by one to watch the show.

Seeing that there were so many people, Mu Ruxin wanted Gu Jiao to disgrace her more and more: "Do you need me to remind everyone that you are a repeat offender. You used to pretend to be a doctor to go to the Anguo Gong's mansion to cheat and cheat, but fortunately I found out in time! Otherwise, the Anguo Gongdu You've been cured, anyway!"

The onlookers began to whisper.

"Oh, so young, so shameless?"

"Even a good man like Anguogong is deceived, how unconscionable he is!"

"I also stole the chess master's token! The National Teacher Hall doesn't care! I want to bring such a person in to see the National Teacher!"

"that is!"

Mu Ruxin raised her lips proudly: "Xiao Liulang, admit it, you stole the token!"

Feng Yuehua also said coldly: "I haven't seen you! The chess master will never give you the token! You'd better explain honestly, otherwise—"

"Otherwise what?"

An unsalty old voice came from behind the crowd.

Feng Yuehua's body froze and looked at the other side.

The crowd unconsciously gave way, and Mr. Meng walked over with a heavy expression.

Mu Ruxin and the other people had never seen Elder Meng before, and judging from his clothes and appearance, he was an ordinary little old man.

Mu Ruxin said arrogantly: "Where are you from? I advise you not to meddle in your own business. This person next to me is the eldest disciple of the chess master, the current owner of the chess village..."

Mr. Meng stood beside Gu Jiao and gave Feng Yuehua a mocking look: "Master?"

Feng Yuehua's face turned pale: "Shut up!"

Mu Ru was startled.

Master Feng... scolding her

She cured his stubborn cough for many years. He treated her as a guest and sent her to the National Teacher Hall in person today.

Why did he suddenly—

Feng Yuehua's cold sweat broke out all of a sudden, he wiped his sleeves, bowed his hands to Meng Lao, stammering and speechless.

How arrogant he was just now, and how hesitant now.

Mr. Meng said sternly: "Kneel down!"

Feng Yuehua thumped and knelt down!

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(End of this chapter)