After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Chapter 156: Really Good Acting

Qi Guyu promised Wen Zhimiao that he would take her to Nanfeng Pavilion in the evening. School had not yet ended, so Wen Zhimiao found Wen Jiuzhao and Shi Wanyue again.

"Sister, sister, can you do me a favor?" Wen Zhimiao poked Wen Jiuzhao and Shi Wanyue.

Shi Wanyue and Wen Jiuzhao looked at her in confusion: "What does Miaomiao want to do?"

"Can you gather some students to the outside of Nanfeng Pavilion in the evening and wait for the chief priest and the headmaster to come out? You don't have to do anything else but greet them outside."

When Shi Wanyue heard Wen Zhimiao say that the chief priest and the headmaster were not good people, she was particularly surprised.

After I learned some details, I just felt that the two of them were hateful.

At this moment, when Wen Zhimiao said this, she understood: "Miaomiao wants to embarrass them, right?"

Wen Jiuzhao also laughed, it was quite mean, but quite satisfying.

Wen Zhimiao chuckled: "Yeah."

"We should go find A Yao. She is quick at calling people. After all, she knows people of all ages in the academy." Shi Wanyue's eyes turned and she thought of He Yuanyao.

"really."

Wen Jiuzhao asked curiously, "Is she so powerful?"

"Yes, A-Yao is very good at getting to know people and is also good at recruiting followers. Don't you know that, sister?" Shi Wanyue tilted her head slightly.

Wen Jiuzhao shook his head: "I don't know."

She usually didn't ask about He Yuanyao's affairs in school, and He Yuanyao was usually quite honest in front of her.

"Hehe, A-Yao is so afraid of my sister, how could she bring her little follower to hang around my sister?"

Wen Jiuzhao:......

Does she hold such an important position in He Yuanyao's heart?

Shi Wanyue suddenly thought for a moment: "Does that mean there should be people at the front and back doors of Nanfeng Pavilion? What if they run away?"

Wen Zhimiao looked at Shi Wanyue with his eyes wide open.

"Sister, you have to be good and naughty."

Shi Wanyue blinked in confusion: "Is this bad? Only bad people are bad."

Wen Zhimiao gave her a thumbs up: "That makes sense."

After the discussion, Shi Wanyue went to find He Yuanyao first, and Wen Jiuzhao also went to find someone.

Wen Zhimiao continued to attend the class, and when school was over, she followed Qi Linglang back to the Qi Mansion.

Of course Qi Guyu didn't come back because he hadn't finished get off work. Shi Wanyue had to direct He Yuanyao to get people, so she didn't go with them.

Wen Jiuzhao went to Lulin Academy. Wen Zhimiao didn't know what she was going to do, and Wen Jiuzhao didn't tell her.

In the evening, Qi Guyu's carriage came to the Qi Mansion to pick up Wen Zhimiao as scheduled. Qi Linglang wanted to go with her to play, but Wen Zhimiao refused: "You will get stye if you see it. Children should not go."

"But Miaomiao, you have to go too. You are younger than me." Qi Linglang really looked small and was very quiet on weekdays, but her curiosity was no less than that of others.

"But the Queen Mother asked me to investigate, and you didn't." Wen Zhimiao said seriously.

"Okay." Qi Linglang sighed.

Qi Guyu looked at Wen Zhimiao, who was almost as tall as Qi Linglang, and wanted to ask her what she ate every day and why her child was not growing taller.

But then I thought, Qi Linglang often ate with Wen Zhimiao and ate a lot, so her face became rounder, but she didn't grow much taller.

Her brother and sister-in-law are not very short either.

After Wen Zhimiao changed his clothes and put on a mask, he really looked like a young master from a wealthy family and did not arouse any suspicion.

"Then Your Highness, please don't talk later." Qi Guyu was really afraid that his life would be in danger if he took the princess to Nanfeng Pavilion.

But she asked Shi Guanchao for instructions in the afternoon, and Shi Guanchao just smiled and said to follow her arrangements.

"Aunt, why can't I speak?" Wen Zhimiao spoke in the voice of a little boy.

Qi Guyu looked at her with surprise.

"Hehe, now my aunt doesn't have to worry about it, right?" She had learned a little dubbing when she was in college in her previous life. Although she was not very skilled, she could still pretend to be a shota.

Qi Guyu smiled at Wen Zhimiao and said, "Your Highness is indeed multi-talented."

Wen Zhimiao waved his hand: "No."

"Some time ago, a ventriloquist went to Lulin Academy to teach. That was amazing. He performed a story with his voice. I just learned it for fun. I learned a little bit."

"Yes, I have heard of it." Ever since Qi Guyu had visited Lulin Academy, he would often go there to visit when he was not busy with official duties.

He gradually became good friends with Zhuang Xiaoman and also got to know Duan Yunting.

Shi Guanchao has always known that there was such a place, after all, Shi Wanyue would tell her.

It’s just that I didn’t go there often in the past because I was busy with official duties. Later, with Qi Guyu’s help in sharing my worries, I wasn’t so busy anymore.

Sometimes we would go there together during our breaks.

There are already many girls enrolled in Lulin Academy. Even the first batch of older women have graduated. After studying in the academy, they have also learned some skills to make a living.

Shi Guanchao sincerely felt that Yun Zhou and Wen Zhimiao had some ideas.

So this time, just let Qi Guyu listen to Wen Zhimiao's instructions.

Qi Guyu reported the entire investigation process to Wen Zhimiao in detail.

The person in charge of the Censorate was not Yun Zhou, but a newly promoted female censor under her, who was given a chance to gain experience.

Originally, she also thought that a five-year-old child could not understand much, but after Wen Zhimiao took her and Qi Guyu to hold two meetings, the female censor understood that the folk legends about Princess Yuan Zhao were true and even underestimated.

The censor will not go to Nanfeng Pavilion today, but will defend outside to prevent anyone from escaping.

The carriage drove into Nanfeng Pavilion. A man who looked like a scholar was waiting at the door. When he saw Qi Guyu, he came forward enthusiastically.

Seeing Wen Zhimiao getting off the car, he smiled and greeted her: "You are indeed a young master."

"Brother Su, please come in."

Wen Zhimiao also followed suit: "Cousin, who is this?"

"The person who led the way for us, this place wants to protect the privacy of visitors, so we have to let acquaintances lead the way. After entering, we have to register our actual identity, and we can't register randomly."

"Oh, I see." Wen Zhimiao nodded slightly.

Of course, fabricating identities was Qi Guyu's job, and Wen Zhimiao was only responsible for going in to watch the fun.

With an acquaintance leading the way, everything went smoothly. After entering, the acquaintance was also responsible for communication. Qi Guyu and Wen Zhimiao only had to pretend to be noble young men from wealthy families.

Soon, a delicate-looking little boy was brought over. He had red lips and white teeth, and he looked really pretty.

Wen Zhimiao went over and pinched his chin in front of the madam of Nanfeng Pavilion. Fear and curiosity flashed in the boy's eyes.

"It's so beautiful." Wen Zhimiao praised.

"Are you satisfied, young master?" the old procuress asked flatteringly.

Wen Zhimiao curled his lips slightly: "Satisfied."

She patted the little boy's face, and then couldn't help but slap him hard.

Looking at the red slap mark on the little boy's face, Wen Zhimiao's smile deepened.

Qi Guyu, who was watching from the side, felt that she didn't look like she was acting.

Seeing her like this, the madam felt relieved.

Wen Zhimiao glanced at him again: "Get out."

Then he turned to the little boy and said, "Kneel down."

The moody and violent child was played to perfection.

The madam and her group hurried out, not daring to disturb the guests. After all, this young master was really generous.