Lao Hu is really a little angry: Hmm! Daiyu, you call smashing the pot after drinking the soup, understand? Your father and I have a noble character, loyal to the emperor, and high-ranking officials have to be done, is that not good?

Daiyu looked up: Dad! Be honest! Do you look outside? What are you doing with medicine?

Lao Hu was eating and drinking in the open air in the courtyard, and turned his head to look. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Thunder and lightning in the distance, no rain!

Daiyu: Dad! You see, Hu Yao must see that they can't get out of the big black, so take the opportunity to beat the little black!

Chen Jing: Yes! It's better than Xiao Hei! It's so bad, bullying people is small!

The vulture team leader also spoke: I want to call Haonan in the previous life of Hu Yao! How good, buy me a Starbucks drink every day! Very sensible!

What is Starbucks called?

It's foreign milk tea! Refreshment!

The vulture continues: Why are you a bastard now? Daddy! Auntie is a good person, she must have learned from you badly!

Oh, yes! Oh, yes!

The two guards were so shocked that their jaws dropped.

Hu Ji: Nonsense! Hu Yao is Hu Yao, I am me, don't talk nonsense! Daiyu, shut up!

Daiyu: Yes! Shut up! Brother Baoyu also said that you are not good!

Hu Ji jumped up and touched the stick.

Daiyu and they immediately ran away.

Lao Hu Liding, threw a short stick in the air, drew an arc, and landed behind him.

After a moment, his anger dissipated, he laughed, and turned to Mrs. Hu: Old woman! To be fair, is my character good?

Mrs. Hu looked at him speechlessly, and there was a smile in her eyes.

On the morning of the 14th, the Minister of Finance, Hou Yunzhong, Duan of Jingzhao Prefecture, the two major Zongzheng of the Beifu Zongzheng Yuan, and Wu Fatzi, the representative of the Jingdong Garrison District, gathered at the gate of Xilianghe Station in Xihe County.

Later, people from the Ministry of Education, the Imperial Internal Affairs Office and the Imperial History Supervision Bureau arrived, and Chen Kaiping's former senior minister and Lao Yun's nephew came to get a piece of the pie on behalf of the Imperial History Bureau. Before the release, Lao Chen was too lazy to come over, and according to the old style, he usually waited for them to divide the stolen goods before going to check the embezzlers. It's okay to be idle now, and I'm afraid that Rhubarb is really a clean official.

Among them, the Ministry of Finance brought the armed treasury soldiers of the imperial court, Duan Hou Yunzhong brought a platoon of security soldiers, and Wu Fatzi brought a direct company, with the largest number of people.

In addition to this, there are people.

Here comes a nobleman. Taishi Gong Chuxiang came with his son, took the old files, and discussed professional issues with the internal supervisor of the Internal Affairs Office who was also in charge of minting affairs. The few ordinary people who served them to drink tea were all stewards of several money villages.

This scared the rhubarb out of the way. Fortunately, everyone was watching the monkey halfway, and they were delayed for a while, and when Duan Hou Yunzhong was watching, he ran into Mei Xuanji sending the third wave of criminals, and he was so angry that he scolded and delayed a lot of time. Otherwise, Rhubarb, they would really have to be in a hurry.

The soldiers were all lined up outside, and they were not allowed to enter, but it was cheaper for the vendors outside.

Officials entered the door and came to the scene.

Several teachers at the school are drawing, and Wu Xiang's son, Wu Dayong, is also adjusting the yellow and green, preparing to paint.

Wu Fatzi in the past: Brother! What are you doing?

Dayong nodded: Big brother! Lord Yunhou asked me to take a photo, this is to be presented to the palace, I don't have to worry about it, it's not easy to put pen to paper!

When everyone looked at it, the excavation site on the left was full of pits.

The open space on the right is placed directly on the ground, and whoever sees it at a glance is soft under his feet.

On the ground in the middle, a man lay down, curled up and shivering. A huge monk next to him was sitting on a bench eating, and there was nothing good to eat, just soy milk fritters.

The peripheral Mazha sat in a line of six columns, and several principals were in the first column, with different expressions. When the officials arrived, they were the first to come and salute.

Chen Kaiping asked: TEDA, what's going on?

Principal Chen cried with a sad face: Yunni and Rhubarb are bastards, let's have a good time!