PDLP Chapter 181 Acting Skills
Chapter 181 Acting Skills
Xiao Chunzi led Lin Ziping to the second floor, right next to the private room where Manager Xiao had been standing.
"Brother Gao—"
Before even entering the house, Lin Ziping called out anxiously.
Pushing aside Xiaochunzi who was about to open the door, he dashed inside.
This is a guest room, and Gao Chi is sitting in the middle.
Upon seeing Gao Chi, Lin Ziping rushed towards him without hesitation.
"Your Highness—" Lin Ziping slid to his knees and stopped two meters in front of Gao Chi. "The county government office has been robbed, I can't find any officials, and the others—the others are gone too—"
Lin Ziping covered his face with one hand and wept.
Unfortunately, her acting was too poor, and she could only wail. Fortunately, she hadn't rested much all night, so her eyes were red and swollen, and her hair was messy, making her look anxious and upset.
With his other hand hanging down, he secretly rubbed his knee. Although he was dressed thickly for winter, his knee was probably bruised from kneeling.
Lin Ziping took a breath and continued, "The city gates were opened by someone, and the streets are in complete chaos—"
"Cough-cough-"
A cough came from the side.
Lin Ziping covered his face, looking dejected.
"Lin Shaoying, you haven't changed at all after all this time," a sneer came from the side.
Lin Ziping froze. That voice...
“Ah Xun, Zi Ping has never experienced anything like this either,” Gao Chi’s voice rang out.
Lin Ziping lowered his hand from his face and stared blankly at the person in front of him.
Who else could it be but Ji Xun?!
Ji Xun's lips curled up slightly: "Looks like an idiot!"
Thinking that he was still kneeling on the ground, kneeling under the intense heat was understandable; acting always requires some sacrifice.
But kneeling before Ji Xun...
Lin Ziping felt something was wrong and jumped up.
He wiped his eyes, sniffed, and repeated what he had just said: "Your Highness, the county government office has been robbed, and the officials can't be found either, I..."
Gao Chi said, "They're there!"
Lin Ziping belatedly looked around and saw Magistrate Wei leading the entire leadership team of Fuchun County Government kneeling to one side, with broken teacups on the ground.
It's obviously broken.
Lin Ziping secretly rejoiced.
I was really lucky just now; I didn't kneel on these fragments.
"Your Honor—" Lin Ziping bowed to Magistrate Wei and the others, "Your Honor, the county government office has been robbed—"
Gao Chi's tone was sharp as a knife: "Alright, we've met Lin Ziping. We still have important matters to discuss."
Lin Ziping immediately understood, and clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Your Highness, I will go to the city to take a look."
“Zhang Mo is next door. Lin Ziping, go find him. I have something to ask you later,” Ji Xun suddenly said.
Lin Ziping remained in the clasped-fist position, respectfully waiting for Gao Chi's reply.
Upon seeing this, Gao Chi said, "Since A Xun has something to ask you, Ziping, you may go."
"Yes," Lin Ziping replied with a fist and palm salute, then left the room and closed the door behind him.
Xiaochunzi stood guard at the door.
Lin Ziping smiled apologetically at him upon seeing this.
Xiaochunzi also smiled back.
He pointed to the next room and said, "Young Master Mo is inside."
Lin Ziping nodded.
Pushing open the door to the room next to him, Lin Ziping slowly walked in.
The room was warm from the charcoal fire, but also rather stuffy.
A man sat upright at the table, engrossed in reading a book.
Lin Ziping ignored him and opened the window on his own. A cold wind rushed in, carrying a refreshing chill.
The man flipped through the book in his hands, coughed twice, and said, "Aren't you cold?"
Lin Ziping didn't reply. He walked over, poured himself a cup of tea, gulped it down in two mouthfuls, and said, "Fill it up."
The man remained unmoved.
Lin Ziping snatched the book from his hand: "Alright, stop pretending to be a weak scholar in front of me. What are you reading? Go and draw in your notebook."
While flipping through the pages, he continued, "Aren't you hot wearing such a big fur collar?"
The man smiled and shook his head, then picked up the teapot from the small stove next to him and filled the teacup in front of Lin Ziping.
Not getting a reply from the man, Lin Ziping didn't mind. He casually put down the book in his hand and asked, "Zhang Mo, why aren't you staying in Qingyang? Why are you in Fuchun? It's not time for dividends yet."
The man, Zhang Mo, said, "Lin Ziping, I haven't seen you for more than half a year. You still haven't improved at all. All you know how to do when you're acting is howl."
Lin Ziping rolled his eyes at Zhang Mo: "Don't beat around the bush, what are you doing at Fuchun?"
"You're allowed to come, but I'm not?" Zhang Mo said, shaking his head.
Lin Ziping took a sip of water: "Why are you running around looking after our teahouse?"
After saying that, Lin Ziping sighed: "Your brother is now completely relying on the profits from that teahouse to make a living."
"Do you know that the Fuchun County government only pays one tael of silver a month? That one tael of silver is just enough for me to eat."
"I get up earlier than the chickens every day, work harder than the oxen, and am often the scapegoat."
"Waaah... Is this my wages? This is the money I earned by risking my life!"
……
There were so many things to complain about at work that Lin Ziping even got teary-eyed when he got emotional.
This was much more sincere than his earlier, feeble wailing in front of Gao Chi.
Lin Ziping kept nagging: "Ah Mo, you must run the teahouse well! And He Jinbao and Zhao Xiancheng, if you become rich and powerful, don't forget what we promised back then! You can't forget!"
"So pathetic. Back then, I offered you 20% of the teahouse revenue, and you wouldn't take it." Ji Xun's mocking voice came from behind.
"Alas, I once had a chance to get rich overnight but I didn't cherish it. Now I regret it deeply. If I were given another chance, I would definitely seize it. If I had to put a time limit on it, I hope it would be ten thousand years." Lin Ziping said in the tone of Stephen Chow's "A Chinese Odyssey".
"puff--"
Zhang Mo sprayed a mouthful of tea onto Lin Ziping's face.
"Zhang—Mo—" Lin Ziping gritted his teeth and squeezed out each word, "You're asking for it!!!"
He jumped up from the chair and attacked Zhang Mo.
"Cough cough—Lin Ziping, I didn't mean to—cough cough—" Zhang Mo said while dodging.
He coughed occasionally while speaking.
Ji Xun stepped forward, pulled Lin Ziping aside, and handed him a handkerchief.
Lin Ziping took it and wiped his face clean.
"Cough cough—" Zhang Mo coughed incessantly, and Ji Xun quickly stepped forward to pour him a glass of water and handed it to him.
Zhang Mo drank it all in one gulp, and it took him a while to stop coughing.
"Don't worry, I've made all the arrangements in Qingyang," Zhang Mo said.
Lin Ziping frowned and said, "No way, you've really become a weak scholar?"
Zhang Mo waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Lin Ziping looked at Ji Xun: "What's wrong with him?"
Ji Xun shrugged, spread his hands, and looked helpless.
Lin Ziping looked at Zhang Mo, then at Ji Xun.
After a while, he stood up and said, "I've had my tea and met everyone. Since I have nothing more to say, I'll be leaving."
He clasped his hands in a salute, then turned and left.
Ignoring the voice calling him from behind, Lin Ziping walked out of the room without turning his head.
As the temperature dropped from hot to cold, Lin Ziping involuntarily hunched his shoulders.
It's so cold outside.
The emotions in my heart instantly dissipated; I seemed to have acted somewhat impulsively just now.
Zhang Mo seemed a bit off, but he clearly didn't want to talk about it.
If you don't want to talk about it, then don't. Why get so angry? Maybe you should go back and check on things?
But it would be so embarrassing to go back like that.
Just as Lin Ziping was feeling frustrated, a commotion suddenly broke out downstairs.