When the girl spoke of Zhao Zhiwen, she was filled with disgust, anger, and disgust.
Another girl echoed, "We've been in the capital for so long, but this is the first time we've met someone like him. Whenever he has something to do, he would come looking for us. He's so annoying!"
"That's right!"
"Now that he's dead, he deserves it!"
…
Then, he began to speak one sentence at a time.
Yu Dali interrupted them. "Enough. Since you know each other, did he go to Spring Full House last night?"
"He didn't come!"
"He really didn't come? Or are you not telling the truth? " One of the girls waved the handkerchief in her hand and raised her eyebrows. "Sir, we are all good citizens. We never lie. That President Zhao really didn't come last night. If you don't believe us, there's nothing we can do. Besides, someone like him always comes with bad news. He didn't come last night.
You don't know how happy we were when we received another guest. That guest was really generous. "
'Damn!'
The Supreme Court continued to ask, "Do you have any grudges with Zhao Zhiwen?"
"It's not a grudge, it's just bad luck."
"Why?"
"Bad luck is bad luck. Why are you asking so many questions?"
Yu Dali was furious. "How dare you! Answer whatever this official asks you!"
The girl in blue twisted her body. "Aiya! Your Excellency, we already said that it was bad luck. What else do you want us to say?"
"Fine. This official will ask you again. Did Zhao Zhiwen's death have anything to do with you?"
This question stunned the girls. Then, they excitedly said, "What does his death have to do with us? You officials don't allow us commoners to talk nonsense. Then, you shouldn't wrongly accuse innocent people. Don't worry about officials setting fires and commoners lighting lamps! "
It was said that prostitutes were bold, and it wasn't wrong at all.
After all, their chastity was gone, so what was there to be afraid of?
The corner of Yu Dali's mouth twitched. He was at a loss for words. He glanced at Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu, who were sitting on his left. Then, he stood up expressionlessly and walked to the front of the girls. With a stern expression, he curled his thin and cold lips. "Yu Dali might have time to waste with you, but this Prince doesn't. If you don't answer properly, the Supreme Court will punish you. If you don't die, you will be thrown into prison." "That's right.
Because snakes, insects, rats, and ants … will gnaw on human flesh. "
Ugh!
The girls were frightened!
He shrank back.
"In the end, does Zhao Zhiwen's death have anything to do with you?" His tone was cold, making people shudder. The woman in blue sighed and told the truth: Your Highness, his death really has nothing to do with us. The reason why we say we are unlucky is because every time that man comes to our Spring Full House, he freeloads. After doing the work, he doesn't give us any money and just leaves. If he wasn't the president of the four major chambers of commerce
If it's just one of them, we won't serve them. Isn't that the same as having eight lifetimes of bad luck? "
"That's right. That's why I say he deserved to die."
"Serves you right!"
Going to a brothel without paying, serves him right!
Looking at the angry faces of the girls in front of him, Jing Rong asked again, "Since he often goes to your place, you should know something about him, right?"
The woman in green thought for a moment. "I know, he likes to gamble! “
"A good bet?"
"Yeah! Not only that, he also likes to gamble. Many times, when he loses, he comes looking for us. " One of the girls rolled her eyes as if she remembered something. She hurriedly added, "I remember the last time he drank too much, he told me … there was an idiot who kept giving him money. That's why he didn't worry when he lost money because there was someone to clean up after him. I don't know which idiot it was. Originally, I wanted to ask him again.
I'm just asking, but he's already drunk and unconscious. "
The girls talked non-stop, one sentence after another.
As expected of a 'businessman'.
Wait, aren't we deviating from the main topic?
Jing Rong's sharp gaze swept across them, and they all shut up.
He said, "What you just said better be true. If you dare to lie, it will be a serious crime. “
The girls trembled a few times.
"Your Highness, what we said is the truth. Every word is true."
"It better be true!"
Faced with such a cold and handsome man like Jing Rong, the girls' female hormones rose by quite a bit. The blue-clothed woman's charming eyes blinked twice at him. Her slender body became even softer. She wanted nothing more than to lean against his chest. Then, she bit her lips and revealed a shy expression. She continued, "Your Highness, this humble woman is called Taohong. You can also call me that.
You can also call me Little Red, I can play the zither and sing. If you like, you can come to Spring House to find me. I promise to sing to your satisfaction. "
Seeing this, the other girls also slowly leaned over.
"This little girl is called Hui 'er. Not only can I play the zither and sing, but I can also draw. My specialty is … drawing on people's bodies."
"Your Highness, this little girl is called Dong Mei. I know everything they know, and I also know how to massage."
They swarmed over like a swarm of bees.
"What do you know? What I'm best at … is blowing the flute! " The girl in red seductively stepped forward. Just as she was about to wave her handkerchief towards Jing Rong's shoulder, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist.
At first glance, it was Ji Yunshu!
Ji Yunshu's face was calm, and no one could see her expression. She paused for a moment, then forcefully pulled the girl's hand away.
Then, she ordered the officials of the Supreme Court, "You can take them away."
'So boring!'
The girls snorted, waved their handkerchiefs that smelled of makeup, twisted their graceful butts, and reluctantly followed the official away.
'Women are too scary!'
They had only been here for a short while, but they were already making their heads hurt.
Jing Rong looked at Ji Yunshu. Judging from her appearance, it was clear that she was jealous and angry.
He laughed inwardly. 'This woman is acting a bit like Princess Rong!'
Ji Yunshu helplessly sighed as she watched the colorful 'thing' leave. Then, she looked at Jing Rong and softly asked, "Why didn't you hide just now?"
"I was waiting for you!" He grinned.
Ji Yunshu fiercely glared at him.
Yu Dali walked over and asked, "Your Highness, Lord Ji, it seems that Zhao Zhiwen really didn't go to Spring House last night. Where did he go?"
"Didn't they already say that?" Jing Rong said.
'Huh?
Did they? '
Yu Dali thought for a moment and suddenly understood. "Your Highness, you mean … the gambling house?"
"That's right!"
Suddenly …
Someone ran in from outside and reported.
"Your Highness, several people suddenly went to Wen Lai Pavilion to cause a ruckus."
"What happened?"
"They kept saying that they want Zhao Zhiwen to return the money."
Return the money?
Jing Rong frowned. "Where are they?"
"They've been arrested."
He flung his sleeve. "Bring those people here!"
"Yes, Your Highness."
Not long after, they saw four burly men being carried over.
"Don't think that you don't have to pay the debt just because you're dead."
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