Feng Menglong was speechless. Although Zhu Cheng promised him the deputy Qianhu of the Jinyiwei, he had not reported it to the court yet. How could he provide evidence?

The middle-aged man said, "Feng Menglong, you actually pretended to be an official in the court. Of course, someone will deal with you, and I can't control it. But if you ruin my reputation for no reason, this matter will not be finished."

Feng Menglong said: "I have never done this before."

The middle-aged man took out a book, which was Feng Menglong's proud work - "Jing Shi Tongyan". The middle-aged man threw the book on the ground and said, "The evidence is here, and I dare to deny it."

Feng Menglong did not pick it up because he wrote this book, and each article has been repeatedly revised and has been well-versed.

The middle-aged man said, "That article, that..."

The middle-aged man thought Feng Menglong would pick up the book, then turned to that page, and scolded him in person. But he didn't know that he didn't pick up the book at all, so he couldn't continue to perform the script he had planned. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

However, rich people never lack help. A poor man immediately picked up the book and turned to the famous chapter that has been passed down through the ages: "Du Shiniang's anger and sinks into the treasure chest".

This story tells the story of Du Shiniang, a woman from Qinglou, who placed all her hopes on the rich young master Li Jia, hoping to grow old together with him. On the way home, Li Jia betrayed her and sold her to Sun Fu. With all his thoughts, Du Shiniang angrily scolded Sun Fu, denounced Li Jia, took out the treasures that had been treasured in the treasure chest for many years, threw them into the river, and finally jumped into the rolling waves.

The middle-aged man said, "Yes, this is the article. You still say that it has not destroyed my reputation. Tell me quickly, who instructed you to write it?"

Feng Menglong explained: "This is just a story and has nothing to do with reality."

The middle-aged man said, "It doesn't matter? Why is my experience very closely related to me? He said, "How did you know that I know Du Shiniang, how did you know that I wanted to sell Du Shiniang? How did you know that Du Shiniang threw her private gold, silver and jewelry into the Yangtze River in front of me and jumped into the Yangtze River to commit suicide? Do you like to listen to the wall? Otherwise, how could you know so clearly?"

Feng Menglong said: "This is written based on folk legends and my own reasonable imagination. How could I know that there is such a coincidence in the world? The novel I wrote is similar to your experience?"

The middle-aged man said, "I dare to speak cleverly. The Li Jia in the book's surname is Li, and I also have the surname Li. Although the names are different, my name is Li Wentong, and his name is Li Jia, but everyone in the world knows that the character Jia is a pseudonym. Li Jia is the eldest, and I am the eldest brother at home. Li Jia's father is the governor, and my father Li Sancai has also served as the governor. Are you writing about me, who are you writing about?"

Li Wentong is really not a smart person. Such a matter of detrimental to personal ethics was actually publicly publicly and even reported his father's name.

Feng Menglong complained secretly. This novel was adapted from a note from a Mingren. How could he know that such a sad and graceful story really happened in the Ming Dynasty? Du Shiniang, Du Shiniang, I was killed by you this time.

It seems that this matter is difficult to be good. Feng Menglong looked around and did not see an acquaintance, so he gave Hou Huiqing a wink, meaning that he asked her to ask Lord Zhu Cheng and Lord Zhu to help.

Li Wentong: "You can't speak, little ones, call me!"

The evil slaves rushed up like wolves and tigers, punched them and kicked them. Poor Feng Menglong's small body was quickly knocked to the ground.

Feng Menglong knew that he had nothing to do, but his head was smarter than others. What was more important was that he wanted to be paired with Miss Hou Huiqing. If he broke the appearance, even if Hou Huiqing did not despise him, he would not bear to delay the girl, so he tried hard to protect his head and face. Even so, he was beaten to death by the evil slaves.

Seeing that Feng Menglong stopped moving, the evil slaves gradually stopped fighting.
Chapter completed!