It has to be said that compared with the previous high priests, maybe Qin Wuyan is the one who can lead the people of Yuecheng to live a much better life than they are now.

Perhaps it was related to his birth. His heart was tied to all the poor people in Yuecheng.

Min Rui stood up and bowed to Qin Wuyan: "The acting priest is very thoughtful, I believe that from now on, the people of Yuecheng will no longer have corpses strewn all over the fields, hungry and dead during the floods in summer and snowstorms in winter.

While talking, Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly broke in with Yu Sui.

Qin Wuyan frowned slightly, got up immediately, and walked towards Zhuang Xiaoyu: "Xiao Yu, why are you here?"

"I heard from the housekeeper that Mr. Min came to see my father, so I followed." Zhuang Xiaoyu's gaze was fixed on Min Rui, as if he had a thousand words to say, but he didn't know how to start.

Min Rui smiled at Zhuang Xiaoyu, "I should have gone to see the high priest, but before I could go there, the letter that should be handed over to the substitute priest has already been handed in, so I will go to see the high priest now."

Zhuang Xiaoyu immediately said, "I'll take you there."

Min Rui nodded, and followed Zhuang Xiaoyu, walking forward step by step.

Her gaze fell on Min Rui's body from beginning to end, and she never looked at him from the corner of her eyes. Qin Wuyan felt extremely uncomfortable, but he also raised his heels to follow.

Entering the bedroom, Zhuang Huaisen was sitting in a wheelchair, eating the meat porridge fed to his mouth by the servant, seeing Min Rui approaching, he just glanced at him and then looked away.

Zhuang Xiaoyu stood beside Min Rui: "My father suddenly became seriously ill a few days ago. After waking up, he became like this. He doesn't remember the past and has the same temper as a child."

Min Rui stared at Zhuang Huaisen for a moment, and said in a gentle voice: "My father is also like this, only since the second uncle passed away, he has been in poor health, and all the affairs in the house have been handed over to Huizhu. These days, the family came to the priest's house It was Huizhu who came here instead of my father..."

When Min Huizhu was mentioned, Zhuang Xiaoyu's face lost his face and he lowered his eyes.

This name is really too sensitive, Qin Wuyan's attention also fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu's face, afraid that she would know something.

Even Zhuang Huaisen had a strange expression when he heard that Min Huizhu had come to the priest's mansion.

According to the calculation of Min Huizhu's pregnancy month, if Min Huizhu is really pregnant, she has already begun to show her pregnancy, but Min Huizhu is still running around. As a saint, if she shows her pregnancy, it is impossible to show her face.

This bitch is not pregnant at all, all of them are deceiving him!

The veins on the back of Zhuang Huaisen's hand holding the armrest of the wheelchair burst out, and his strength was terrifying.

Min Rui's gaze slipped from Zhuang Huaisen's lowered head to the back of his hands, narrowed his eyes, and asked with fuel on the fire: "I heard that Young Master Zhuang appeared on the mountain, is there any news?"

Qin Wuyan immediately replied: "No."

Zhuang Xiaoyu also shook his head, his face full of melancholy: "My brother's life and death are uncertain, and I don't know what happened."

With a "bang", the porridge bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

The servant was so frightened that he quickly knelt on the ground: "It's the servant's fault. The servant didn't hold the bowl firmly, and was accidentally knocked off by the high priest."

Zhuang Xiaoyu hurried over, Qin Wuyan was afraid that the fragments would hurt Zhuang Xiaoyu, so he stepped ahead of her and stood in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu, pushed the wheelchair away, and ordered: "Clean it up."

Zhuang Xiaoyu was about to go forward, but Min Rui quickly moved closer to her ear, muttered something, and then immediately backed away: "Sacrificer, Miss Zhuang, there is something else to do in the Min Mansion, I'm leaving first."

Zhuang Xiaoyu turned around and stared blankly at Min Rui's figure disappearing into the yard, unable to recover for a while...