C11 Drunk Dream the Thief Pays for the Liquor Store

Zhuge Fei didn't think that Chu Yizhen would run away, nor did Shaan Qingyun. A swindler was indeed a swindler. He really couldn't believe that Chu Yizhen would run away just like that.

However, what Zhuge Fei really didn't care about was that Chu Yizhen had run away. It was about how Chu Yizhen ran away. Four well-trained bearers plus him, how did Chu Yizhen run under the noses of these few experts silently? They didn't even notice him along the way.

When the news of Chu Yizhen's escape reached Su Mansion, Su Nansheng wasn't surprised at all. He didn't feel angry or pity. He was still doing his own thing. However, Su Nansheng could tolerate it, but Shaan Qingyun couldn't. Chu Yizhen was trying to lure the murderer of Situ Jian out. He couldn't escape at such a critical time.

Shaan Qingyun immediately went to chase after him. It was unknown whether it was the heavens who were looking after Shaan Qingyun or Chu Yizhen who was unlucky. He didn't run far before he was intercepted by Shaan Qingyun. "Why did you run away?"

Chu Yizhen immediately hugged Shaan Qingyun's thigh and cried, "Master! I had no choice! I had Eight Xun's mother, and I had a toddler. I also had a wife who was taking the moon. If I die, This family will be finished! Wuwuwu...

"I said before, you will not die of sin." Shaan Qingyun helped Chu Yizhen up and gave him the pouch on his waist. "Where do you live? "I only have these silver taels on me. Although it is not much, at least after you are imprisoned, you can let your family live. Before that, you must help us lure the murderer out."

Chu Yizhen felt his stomach tighten. His eyebrows jumped twice. It seemed that Shaan Qingyun was determined to bring him to justice.

"I'll bring you to my house, but I have to go to the market first." A lie was worth a thousand lies. As for how a lie could be made, it would depend on the ability of a liar. Moreover, Chu Yizhen really wanted to do something, something he should have done a long time ago.

Shaan Qingyun agreed. Chu Yizhen smiled, tied up the bag, and threw it at Shaan Qingyun. "Take it."

When Shaan Qingyun saw the thing flying towards him, he subconsciously caught it. After catching it, Shaan Qingyun looked at Chu Yizhen in confusion.

Chu Yizhen opened his mouth before he asked, "Take it for me first."

Shaan Qingyun opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the words reached his throat and could not come out. Maybe he was surprised. If it was an ordinary thief, he wouldn't have given away the things he had obtained with great difficulty. However, Chu Yizhen had broken this rule. He raised both his hands in front of Shaan Qingyun and smiled flatteringly.

"Can you unlock it for me?"

Shaan Qingyun only replied with one word.

"No." It was as if he was punishing him for escaping this time.

Chu Yizhen had nothing to say. He curled his lips and tucked his hands into his sleeves. He hid the shackles on his wrists and shrugged the wooden box on his shoulders. Shaan Qingyun walked closer and helped Chu Yizhen carry the wooden box.

Chu Yizhen was surprised. He immediately realized what was going on. He turned around and smiled at him. "Thanks."

Shaan Qingyun seemed to be fascinated by the beautiful smile. He was stunned for a moment. His heart was in turmoil. He slightly turned his face away. "Let's go."

Shaan Qingyun led the way. He was not afraid that Chu Yizhen would run away again. He seemed to deliberately avoid him. Chu Yizhen smiled and shook his head. He raised his hands and stretched them back. He was too exhausted to reach the thing he wanted. He ran after Shaan Qingyun and raised his hand to touch his back. "Please help me get something."

Shaan Qingyun turned around and looked at Chu Yizhen. His eyes were alert, and he frowned. He was worried that Chu Yizhen would do something to him again.

"What is it?"

Chu Yizhen smiled obsequiously. He looked behind him and gestured for him to look. "That flag of mine."

Shaan Qingyun was surprised. "You are under arrest and still want to sell dog skin plaster?" As he spoke, Shaan Qingyun took out the flag and handed it to Chu Yizhen.

Chu Yizhen smiled and took the flag. "Thank you, Master." Chu Yizhen held the flag with both hands and poked it on the ground. He walked forward step by step. His acting skills were excellent. Anyone who did not know his background would definitely be fooled by him.

Shaan Qingyun questioned him with a slightly dissatisfied tone. "You can clearly see it. Why are you pretending to be a liar?" If he didn't speak, This scene was quite warm. Chu Yizhen might have a good impression of him. However, when he spoke, he asked Chu Yizhen a question that was difficult to answer. However, Chu Yizhen still answered. Master asked. He could simply find a reason to avoid it.

"Make a living."

Chu Yizhen originally answered casually, but Shaan Qingyun changed the topic and said seriously, "You have good hands and feet. You can live in other ways."

Chu Yizhen laughed in his heart. In this world, how could there be any proper way to earn money?

"Let's go to the streets!" Chu Yizhen changed the topic and walked in front of Shaan Qingyun with the flag in his hand. Shaan Qingyun shook his head and pursed his lips. Then, he took a step forward and followed.

Shaan Qingyun had come to Luoyang to investigate a murder case in the Imperial Court. He shouldn't be involved with irrelevant people. However, he had met Chu Yizhen, a fraud who was neither real nor fake. No one knew whether Shaan Qingyun's decision to provoke Chu Yizhen was right or not. Now, he could only take one step and see what would happen next.

Chu Yizhen entered a restaurant, and Shaan Qingyun followed closely behind. Chu Yizhen stood in front of the cabinet, staring blankly at the tightly sealed wine jars. He stared deeply at the pot of peach blossom wine on the third and fifth floor of the cabinet, as if he was looking at someone through the pot of wine.

When Chu Yizhen became serious, he was like a completely different person from that swindler who cheated earlier. When Shaan Qingyun walked closer, he suddenly asked calmly, "Which pot do you think is good?"

He didn't expect Chu Yizhen to ask for his opinion. Shaan Qingyun restrained the surprise in his eyes and replied indifferently, "I don't know wine."

Shaan Qingyun never drank, and Lord Qing didn't allow him to drink either. He said that drinking was a mistake, and it was better for those on duty to drink less. They had to keep their heads clear at all times, so that they could reduce the judgment of mistakes.

However, as soon as the words left his mouth, Shaan Qingyun regretted it. He was a dignified Godly Constable who didn't know how to drink wine. If it was said out loud, it would probably make people laugh their teeth out. Shaan Qingyun turned his head away, and an unnatural faint smile appeared on his face.

Chu Yizhen did not have any intention of making fun of him. He was quite straightforward. "It's fine. Which one do you think is good? Point it out and I'll take whichever one you point at."

Shaan Qingyun did not hesitate either. When he saw Chu Yizhen staring at the pot of peach blossom wine, his eyes were filled with an indescribable meaning. Presumably, the wine had some other meaning to him.

"Then I want the third layer, fifth layer, and fifth jar of peach blossom wine."

"Okay, please wait a moment," Chu Yizhen said. After the shopkeeper answered, he turned around to take the pot of wine Shaan Qingyun mentioned. Chu Yizhen, who was next to him, looked at Shaan Qingyun in surprise, as if he was looking at someone through him. His meaning was somewhat unclear. Chu Yizhen's gaze met Shaan Qingyun's, but he did not avoid it. He just stared straight at him, as if he was possessed.

Shaan Qingyun looked away unnaturally and explained.

I saw you staring at this jar of wine before, and thought you liked it. If I choose a wine that you don't like, you should change it as soon as possible. "

"A total of two or three silver coins." The shopkeeper in the purple coat had already brought the wine up to the table and offered the price. Chu Yizhen rushed forward and hugged the thick jar tightly. His face was pressed against the jar, and his eyes were filled with infatuation, as if he could not let go of it.

"I like it! Who says I don't like it? I like any wine." Chu Yizhen returned to his previous indecent look. He picked up the wine jar and walked away. He waved his hand behind him and said loudly, "It's from the shopkeeper! I'll take the wine with me. He pays."