bayedsolid Chapter 149 I don't believe it's her disguise.
Chapter 149 I don't believe it's her disguise.
"Wuming?" What's going on? It's someone looking for her alternate account again. "You should have said you were looking for Wuming earlier!"
Great, it seems we won't be tortured. But we still need to find out more. Ye Yuwu calmed herself down and looked at him with a sigh of relief.
"Do you want to know what ignorance is? What do you want to see him about?"
"It seems Manager Ye isn't planning to talk?" The Grand Tutor smiled sinisterly, but his eyes already held murderous intent, as if he were about to snap Ye Yuwu's neck at any moment.
"No, no, no, you misunderstood me." Ye Yuwu swallowed hard, thinking to herself, what kind of mess is this!
"Manager Ye had better be honest and confess sooner rather than later to avoid some punishment."
"Uh, okay, what if I said I am Wuming?!"
Ye Yuwu spoke so fluently and sweetly, giving the Grand Tutor no chance to react, leaving him still reeling from her words.
"Are you serious?" The Grand Tutor narrowed his eyes, giving the woman kneeling before him a dangerous once-over.
The woman was stunningly beautiful, with an unparalleled face. At this moment, she was clinging to his leg, looking timid and cowardly, and she didn't resemble that Mr. Wuming at all.
Moreover, he remembered that before this, Ye Yuwu had told him that he was the one who secretly read those kinds of stories, so the Grand Tutor simply couldn't believe it.
Therefore, the Grand Tutor was suspicious of her appearance, but the stunned look in her expression did not escape Ye Yuwu's eyes.
See? I told you, but you didn't believe me. If I didn't tell you, you'd punish me.
"My lord, everything I said is true!"
The Grand Tutor looked her up and down suspiciously, unwilling to believe the truth.
Just when Ye Yuwu thought the Grand Tutor was going to pull out a big surprise, he waited for a long time and then said, "You say you are Wuming, then tell me what kind of story you plan to write next."
Upon hearing this, Ye Yuwu fell into an eerie silence.
Could she say she hadn't thought about that time yet?! "I haven't decided..."
"Okay, let's not talk about anything else. Let's talk about how you plan to write your next serialized novel?"
In Bianjing today, many people, both openly and secretly, are waiting for Wuming's next serialized storybook to be released, hoping to learn something from it faster than others.
"what!?"
"You're not going to tell me again that you haven't thought it through yet!" The Grand Tutor's patience had reached its limit when he saw her confused look.
But even if she could tell the story, the Grand Tutor still wouldn't believe she was Wuming, since telling stories couldn't prove she was Wuming.
"No, that's not it. It's just that I've only come up with half of the idea yet. I haven't even thought of the rest, and it hasn't even been revised. If I tell you the plot in advance, wouldn't that be irresponsible to my readers?"
"This is a prison cell. There are no readers here, so you can speak freely. They won't know how the story will unfold, so you won't be considered to have revealed the story in advance." The Grand Tutor glanced at her with a look that seemed to say, "Let's see how long you can keep up this act."
"Grand Tutor, actually there is still Mr. Wuming, the bookworm, in the prison." The attendant who was originally standing next to the Grand Tutor suddenly stepped out, scratching his head rather embarrassedly, afraid that the Grand Tutor would take his anger out on him.
Upon hearing this, the Grand Tutor turned his head and glanced at the servant in surprise.
"To be honest, I'm also a bookworm of Mr. Wuming. Grand Tutor, perhaps I should excuse myself?"
This guard also knew that the Grand Tutor wanted to be the first to know the story, so that the Grand Tutor could take action against him and make outrageous things like honeycomb briquettes and white sugar to curry favor with the Emperor.
If they were to overhear such a "secret" matter, they would likely face death, which is why the guards suggested avoiding it.
"I never expected to run into Mr. Wuming's bookworm in a prison cell!" A large-scale reunion event thus unfolded...
Of course, that was impossible. The Grand Tutor's veins were bulging, and everyone could see that he was furious. No one dared to say another word.
After the Grand Tutor waved his hand, the group hurriedly left the cell, leaving only the two of them in the cramped and dimly lit cell. The departing guard thoughtfully closed the door behind him.
Then Ye Yuwu thought to herself, "If you don't spend money to support the 'official' version, but instead want to listen to the 'pirated' version, then don't blame me for not getting what I promised."
The main problem is that she hasn't figured out the next part of the plot yet! She's been having terrible writer's block lately, and she's almost gone bald from all the stress, so she can only make things up for now.
At this moment, the Grand Tutor lifted his eyelids and glanced at her contemptuously, "Speak."
"Then I'll tell you!" She coughed lightly and glanced at him cautiously out of the corner of her eye.
"Last time, we talked about how Luo Nanzhi was framed and ended up making milk tea by mistake, and then she found out who it was."
But instead of feeling guilty, this person loudly denied his actions.
Moreover, since his actions did not cause any substantial harm, there was no way to punish him.
But this would allow Luo Nanzhi to punish him at will.
Luo Nanzhi was strong enough to tie him up and hang him from the tree in the backyard of the kitchen, intending to leave him there for the whole night.
But it was the dead of winter, and they were afraid he would freeze to death if he was left hanging there all night.
Luo Nanzhi had no choice but to build a fire under him to keep him warm while hanging him upside down.
This way she wouldn't freeze to death, but little did she know it was a different kind of torture. The next morning, hearing a noise outside the kitchen, she quickly extinguished the fire, then climbed over the wall and went out through the kitchen's backyard. The first people to come to the kitchen to start a fire and cook discovered the chef hanging in the tree, completely naked. Of course, Luo Nanzhi had peeled off his clothes before leaving..."
By this point, the Grand Tutor was clearly getting impatient, feeling that she was just padding the numbers and that her speech was disjointed and lacked any emotion.
"I didn't come here to listen to your nonsense!"
So, here's the key point.
The Grand Tutor wanted to hear nothing more than methods similar to those involving white sugar.
But Ye Yuwu had no idea of his true purpose. "Don't rush, what follows is definitely the important part!"
Ye Yuwu spoke with great conviction, and the Grand Tutor immediately sat up straight, intending to listen attentively, and thus became extremely attentive.
"Ahem, let me continue. After this incident, the prefect's kitchen became much quieter and more harmonious. Specifically, they dared not easily provoke Luo Nanzhi anymore. Just after Luo Nanzhi had a few days of peace, the prefect's young master returned. Upon his return, he made a grand entrance, and Luo Nanzhi and several chefs prepared a Manchu Han Imperial Feast together..."
Upon hearing the phrase "Manchu Han Imperial Feast," a sense of absurdity flashed through the Grand Tutor's mind. He opened his mouth, but was interrupted by the confident Ye Yuwu.
"Wait, Grand Tutor, let me continue!"
Alright, the Grand Tutor swallowed his complaints and said, "Just listen for a moment, but when will we hear the crucial part?!"
He is now somewhat certain that her claim of being ignorant was a lie, but he still clings to hope.