Duyingwei Yamen.

Command post.

"What? Are you scared?"

"Or are you saying that your Imperial Guard Yamen's wings are so stiff that you can even ignore my own orders?!"

Lu Zhengping looked at Luo Ping who was hesitant for a long time and asked in a deep voice.

Although the Duyingwei is an independent government office, unlike the Five Elements Division, it is still affiliated with the Ministry of War. This is why Luo Ping is always shorter than Leng Yue.

"I don't dare to be humble!"

Luo Ping shook his head and hurriedly raised his hands and said.

"So good."

"Then I'll leave this matter to you. It's up to you what to do."

Lu Zhengping nodded with satisfaction, said something slowly, stood up and prepared to leave.

"Sir, walk slowly."

Luo Ping bowed and watched Lu Zhengping leave.

As Lu Zhengping walked out of the gate of the Imperial Guard Office, Luo Ping slowly straightened up, but his face was already terrifyingly gloomy.

"This old guy, is he using me as a gunman?!"

"Someone is coming!"

Luo Ping gritted his teeth, said something harshly, kicked over a chair next to him, and shouted loudly.

Hearing the words, two men immediately ran in and looked at Luo Ping nervously with an angry face.

"Let me check, are there any disputes between the Lu family and Marquis Li'an recently?!"

Luo Ping clenched his fists and said fiercely.

"yes!"

The subordinate agreed and immediately turned around and left without stopping for a moment, as if he was afraid that Luo Ping would vent his evil fire on himself.

...

The first floor in the world.

In a large room, Li Wuji sat lazily on a chair against the wall at the end, holding the tea that Pang Xiaoxiao had brewed for himself in his hand, looking at the man standing in the middle of the room with interest.

Those two young men.

The two young men each held a bound volume in their hands, with passages of dialogue densely written on it, echoing each other and going back and forth.

In front of the two of them, there was a square table with a wake, a fan and a handkerchief on it.

That's right, what they are practicing is exactly cross talk!

Some time ago, what Li Wuji wrote every day while lying on his desk were cross talk jokes one after another.

In his previous life, he loved cross talk, but he didn't do much research on old-school cross talk. He paid more attention to the new-school cross talk from the De family and the Cao family.

According to his memory, he had already bound the cross talk jokes into a book, selected some prostitutes, and trained them all day long.

He couldn't see men doing it, as it would make him feel deeply ashamed, but he had to teach them skills so that they could make a living without starving to death.

Since the establishment of the First Floor in the World, he has abolished the profession of child prostitution. As long as there are no more coquettish men in his establishment.

The sight of men and men disgusted him just thinking about it.

"Brother, is this the cross talk you are talking about?"

"How come I've never heard of it before?"

Pang Xiaoxiao stood next to Li Wuji, looked at the two people who were chatting, and asked hesitantly.

"What I create is of course unique and the only one in the world."

"But you should know Mr. Storyteller, right? In fact, they are somewhat similar. They both have the same table, a wake, and a mouth. If what they say is interesting, naturally some people will buy it."

Li Wuji smiled and slowly explained.

After listening to Li Wuji's explanation, Pang Xiaoxiao nodded in understanding. Looking at the two people who were practicing, he let out a burst of laughter like silver bells from time to time.

However, Li Wuji was not satisfied with the performance of these students. It was still far from the on-site effect he hoped to achieve, and it seemed that he still needed to continue to practice.

"Son."

At this moment, Cao Zian opened the door and walked in. After saying hello, he quickly came to Li Wuji.

"Xiao Hongxing is here."

Cao Zian bowed his hands and came closer to say something.

"oh?"

Hearing Cao Zian's words, Li Wuji raised his eyebrows and instantly became interested.

"You watch first and help me supervise them. I'll go see someone."

Li Wuji stood up, pulled Pang Xiaoxiao to sit in his seat, smiled and warned him, and turned around and walked out with Cao Zian.

Pang Xiaoxiao agreed and observed the two people seriously, becoming more serious.

In the corridor, Xiao Hongxing wandered nervously. Perhaps he saw Lu Yuan standing not far away with a sword case on his back and an indifferent expression on his face. He looked a little nervous.

"Master Xiao."

Li Wuji walked out of the room and saw Xiao Hongxing, who was embarrassed. He said something with a smile and walked over slowly.

"I've met Marquis Li'an!"

Hearing the words, Xiao Hongxing turned around quickly and knelt down to worship.

Li Wuji took a look, stepped forward quickly, grabbed Xiao Hongxing's arm, and pulled him up forcefully.

"The man has gold at his knees, I don't want this here!"

Li Wuji looked at Xiao Hongxing who was at a loss and said seriously.

Xiao Hongxing was stunned for a moment, took two steps back, and bowed.

"Let's go inside and chat."

Li Wuji smiled, patted Xiao Hongxing's shoulder, and went straight back to his room.

Xiao Hongxing followed closely without saying a word.

"sit."

Li Wuji sat on the couch in front of the window, pointed to the opposite side of him, and said slowly.

"Young ones don't dare."

Xiao Hongxing shook his head and said nervously, his voice so low that he could hardly hear it.

Li Wuji didn't force it, he smiled and motioned for Cao Zian to start making tea.

"Master Xiao, why are you here this time? But do you need my help?"

Li Wuji looked at Xiao Hongxing and asked lightly.

Today's Xiao Hongxing is no longer as drunk as he was that night. Although the clothes he wears are a bit old, they are washed very clean. It adds a bit of the temperament of a poor scholar, and he is not as comfortable as he was at the tea stall that night.

.

"That night at the tea stall, I didn't know the truth. I may have said something that offended the Marquis. Today I came here to apologize. I hope that the Marquis will pay more attention to you."

Xiao Hongxing bowed respectfully again and said humbly, almost pleading.

Seeing Xiao Hongxing coming to the door to admit his mistake, Li Wuji couldn't help but frown.

He couldn't imagine what kind of past could have caused the son of the dignified Xiao family to become such a submissive person. Although he was the son of a second wife, he should still have the aura that the Xiao family should have.

"You didn't offend me, we just had a drink, that's all, it's that simple."

"If this is the reason why you came to me today, then you can leave now as if we have never met."

Li Wuji shook his head in disappointment and said lightly.

He didn't want to make friends with such a timid and cowardly person, that was not the heir to the Xiao family he wanted.

After hearing Li Wuji's expulsion order, Xiao Hongxing was shocked and fell into a struggle, with complex expressions on his face constantly changing.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly knelt on the ground with a plop, startling Cao Zian who was making tea.

"To be honest, I came here today because I want to seek refuge with the Marquis, but I don't know how to say it at the moment."

Xiao Hongxing knelt on the ground, cupped his hands, and spoke bravely.

He finally spoke his mind.

Seeing this scene, Li Wuji couldn't help but laugh.

"Why do you think I will definitely accept you? What can I get from you? In other words, what can I get from the Xiao family?"
To be continued...