"It's so lively here, I don't know if the time comes!"

Seeing the visitor, Zheng Hui shook his whole body and immediately turned around and bowed to the visitor, "Zheng Hui, the Dali Temple Temple, paid homage to Changsun Sikong."

"Changsun Sikong?" Li Zhan looked at the kind middle-aged man in front of him in horror, and his heart was even more stormy. It turned out that this person was the legendary Changsun Wuji.

But Li Zhan didn't know what the purpose of Changsun Wuji came here at this time.

But Li Zhan bowed to Changsun Wuji and followed Zheng Hui and shouted, "Sir Changsun."

Unexpectedly, just after Li Zhan called Lord Changsun, Changsun Wuji looked at Li Zhan with a reluctant expression and said, "Li Zhan, how can you call me Lord Changsun?"

"This?" Li Zhan was stunned, a little surprised. Could it be that this person is here to find fault?

However, behind him, Changsun Wuji walked to Li Zhan's side, looked at Li Zhan's face carefully and said, "You should call me Uncle Changsun, you and I!"

Changsun Wuji swallowed the words afterwards and said, "Your Uncle Qin and Uncle Cheng, are friends of life and death. If you call them uncles, you should also call me uncle."

After saying that, Li Zhan was shocked again. If he said this, Changsun Wuji seemed to be here to fall into the wrong place. The other party might be here to save him.

Although I don’t know why this is, Li Zhan is not a fool. He already knows the other party’s kindness, so of course he responded immediately. Li Zhan immediately bowed and said modestly: “It’s Uncle Changsun.”

"Okay!" What Li Zhan didn't expect was that Uncle Changsun actually made Changsun Wuji feel a little moved. Li Zhan was so surprised because what was there to move this? It was just a casual sentence?

However, just when Li Zhan was surprised, Changsun Wuji turned around and looked at Zheng Hui and asked with a smile: "What's wrong with my nephew's here today?"

Changsun Wuji directly took Li Zhan’s affairs on himself, and Zheng Hui also bowed hurriedly and said, “It’s such a Sikong Lord. A fugitive slave in the Zheng family escaped last night.

The appeal came to our Dali Temple, so I followed up. A slave from the Zheng family saw that the escaped slaves came to Youcaoji and were rescued by the Youcaoji people. However, we wanted to go in and search, but the Youcaoji people did not let us in."

"Uncle Changsun!" Li Zhan inserted it at this time and said, "It's not that I don't want them to enter the search, but that my yeast grass is concentrated in a lot of money, and this money is all from Uncle Qin and others, I!"

"Ah!" Li Zhan did not finish his words. At this time, Changsun Wuji cooperated very well and took the words to him and said, "My nephew is right. There is too much money, and most of them are from his uncles.

You go in, it’s really hard to explain if you have less money.”

"But Lord Sikong, we are based on the laws of the Tang Dynasty, and we have search documents." Zheng Hui immediately took out the documents and said.

"Yes." Changsun Wuji looked at Li Zhan and said, "They comply with the laws of the Tang Dynasty, this!"

Li Zhan looked at Changsun Wuji nervously and didn't know what the other party wanted to say. However, to Li Zhan's surprise, Changsun Wuji smiled and looked at Zheng Hui again and said, "I'll replace the servants of Dali Temple. Go in and search. I think there should be no problem with this."

"This!" Li Zhan and Zheng Hui both hesitated.

Zheng Hui was worried that Changsun Wuji was Li Zhan’s person, while Li Zhan was worried that Changsun Wuji was Zheng Hui’s person.

Looking at the hesitant look on both sides, Changsun Wuji said with some displeasure: "Why don't you trust me?"

"I dare not!" Li Zhan and Zheng Hui bowed quickly and said they dare not. You must know that Changsun Wuji is not something that any of them can afford.

After all, Changsun Wuji is the largest force in the court. Except for Li Shimin, who dares not give him face?

Finally, Li Zhan and Zheng Hui both agreed to let Changsun Wuji go to Li Zhan’s backyard to take a look. Only then did Changsun Wuji walk into Li Zhan’s backyard with a smile. To be honest, it’s fake not to be nervous.

Why are you nervous? Because Xia Yu was lying in Li Qing'an's room in the inner courtyard, Changsun Wuji must have discovered it. You must know that Li Zhan didn't know at this time that Changsun Wuji was his own or from the Zheng family.

If this were from the Zheng family, Xia Yu would definitely not be able to save it.

Xia Yu could not save it, and Li Zhan would not be able to eat the big melons of the Zheng family, and he might have to be charged with hiding the escaped slave. You should know that hiding the escaped slave is quite a serious crime.

Just as Li Zhan's thoughts were flying, Changsun Wuji walked out with a smile.

Li Zhan and Zheng Hui went up to meet him together.

Changsun Wuji smiled and said, "Okay, I've watched it one by one. There is nothing Zheng's escaped slave in Youcaoji, Zheng Sizheng, you can take your people back."

"No?" Zheng Hui was stunned: "But the slave of the Zheng family is clearly clear!"

"What you mean is that you would rather believe in the Zheng slave than believe in Ben Sikong?" After saying that, Changsun Wuji's eyes shone.

Zheng Hui was frightened and immediately lowered his head and said, "The villain dares not, the villain will take the people back to Dali Temple."

After saying that, Zheng Hui bowed to Changsun Wuji and left in shame.

As soon as Zheng Hui left here, Changsun Wuji smiled and said, "Nephew, you are quite smart little girl. You actually sewed her wound. It's really a wonderful idea."

"Uncle Changsun doesn't blame me for hiding the escaped slave?" Li Zhan was stunned.

"Haha!" Changsun Wuji laughed loudly: "Why do I blame you for hiding escaped slaves? The Zheng family does not regard their slaves as human beings. I have long disdained these people.

The people in the world are all the people of my Tang Dynasty, and these slaves are actually the people of my Tang Dynasty. Why should the people of my Tang Dynasty suffer from the poison of these aristocratic families?

Don’t say you’re not blamed, even if I meet her, I will protect her.”

"It turns out that Uncle Changsun is the same as I think." Li Zhan smiled. For the first time, he felt that Changsun Wuji was not what he thought was written in history. He was a person who deliberately eliminated Li Chengqian, and then praised a cowardly and incompetent nephew to the emperor and wanted to control the government.

At this time, Changsun Wuji, who was standing in front of Li Zhan, looked more like a gentle middle-aged Tang Dynasty man.

"Haha!" Seeing Li Zhan laughing, Changsun Wuji also laughed: "Since we think the same thing, I have helped you a lot, so don't you invite me to have a cup of tea."

It was a rare thing for a Sikong to ask for tea for it. Li Zhan quickly smiled and nodded: "Of course, Uncle Changsun, please don't ask for it. I don't have good tea here, only some jasmine tea I fried myself. I hope uncle won't dislike it."

"How could I dislike it? Everything my nephew gave me is good." After saying that, Changsun Wuji looked at Li Zhan meaningfully and laughed.

Li Zhan didn't know why Changsun Wuji smiled so strangely, but after all, he had just helped him, so Li Zhan also smiled and followed Li Zhan and took Changsun Wuji into the backyard.
Chapter completed!