Jin Er ran over, the wind and dust all over his body, the face couldn't be seen, he was blue and black, and he looked like he was frostbitten at the third level, but he was happy, grinning, and his teeth were still very white!

"My subordinates have seen the county lord!"

When will you become a subordinate? Xia Qing looked at him suspiciously. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info's watery apricot eyes were full of disbelief. Surely this man is not crazy?

"Before last month, I received an order to ask my subordinates to bring two secret decrees to the county lord!"

"Two?" What can't be said together, you have to say the same thing, you have to toss it several times? How much paper is there?

After inspecting the fire paint seal on the envelope of the secret decree, Xia Qing looked at the envelope, the envelope written by Jun Lin himself, feelings, just said one thing, it was actually two secret decrees, which were clearly written, and Xia Qing had to choose by himself, it was the identity of relatives and friends to open one and burn another letter, but the identity of the lord of the subordinate county to open one and burn the other!

"There is a decree in the saint, the Xia county lord chooses one of them, and the other subordinate will burn it together with the county lord!"

Originally, I wanted to uncover all the answers and look at them, and then choose preferentially, this person is really leaky!

The eyes of the two good people on the side looked straight: "Senior sister, I really know for the first time that this holy decree can be used as a multiple-choice question!" ”

"It can't be fake, can it?" The village chief sold too many fakes, so he naturally knew that there was no distinction between fakes.

Ignore these villains! Xia Qing looked at the letters in his left and right hands, quite embarrassed, although not everyone knows the heart of Sima Zhao in King's Landing, but he can really guess that if he opens the side of relatives and friends, he will have to cover up for him or even abscond with him, and choose his subordinates, I am afraid that there will be no good fruit for him to eat! After thinking about it, it is still the equal and free way of making friends that prevails, and it is not appropriate to be controlled by others after all, besides, is it possible that two letters are the same trap?

handed the letter from his subordinates to the second hand of gold, and the person really broke the fire and burned it, and Xiaoqing's face was as unmoved as a mountain! Then I handed a secret letter from my arms!

"There is a decree in the saint, if the county lord chooses the letter from his subordinates, this letter will be destroyed by his subordinates privately, and if he chooses the letter from relatives and friends, he will give this letter to you!" Xia Qing almost vomited blood, and reached out to take the letter, which was usually sealed with fire paint, only to see that it was written on it in a rare but common thin gold font in the past

To the Taoist friend Mu Qing

It's really someone's handwriting, but this breath can't come out, and it feels really bad to be calculated:

"Jin Er, do you dare to guarantee that you don't have a letter from the 'Supreme Virtuous Minister'?"

"Back to the county lord, this is really nothing, I don't believe you let the village chief search me!" He also shook the tattered clothes on his body. For the safety of the road, I don't know where he got the merchant's clothes, covered with an old sheepskin jacket. Jin Youxin looked at the fox fur on his body, and his brows were locked!

"The village chief is called by you, I don't have a population like you in this village!"

Jin Youxin glanced at him fiercely, Junxiu's face was a little distorted, this kid simply lost the face of the Jin family! What a way to dress for this! Shame on you. What are you wearing here? Sheepskin can be worn on the body, this is poor crazy wow! Jin Er didn't know that his business companion made the village chief dazzled.

The village chief is reluctant to search for a trader, even if it is fake? That's what we've got to do. But someone doesn't have this problem, there is no obstacle at all, he opened his five fingers at Jin Er, and he wanted to eat people: "Don't let me not be able to find out, no matter what your surname is, it is a big mistake to lie to our county lord!" “

"Master, you are my uncle, borrow a few of my dares to deceive the county lord, I don't believe that you really started to search!" Jin Er said so, but I really don't believe that these two can do it to themselves, although they are not the sons of the world, they are also the sons of close relatives of the clan, of course, they don't blame themselves!

Rong Qinghou doesn't have any psychological burden, although this Jin Er's family background is in his memory, it doesn't have any effect on him, so he really got started, "Ha, hey, you really get started, oops, don't touch my itchy flesh, ouch, where can I really touch it......"

Xia Qing looked at the second senior brother who hadn't even sent the key point, and couldn't help laughing, the secret letter was not an ordinary object, and he didn't dare to hide it anywhere if he borrowed twenty guts, but seeing that the second senior brother touched it a few times and didn't have any letters to take out, he knew that his luck was really bad! Let's take the order, there is also a supplementary agreement!

Turning around and holding these two secret letters, my heart is a little drumming, do you want to look at it? Is it three people watching together? Or do you just watch it alone? can see that when the village chief sees the envelope in his hand, he pretends not to see it, and he knows that he is afraid that it can only be his own year, isn't this a secret decree, how can it be shared? I don't want to open the letter and receive the order!

The second senior brother and Jin Er, the two middle two teenagers, have finished their second year, Xia Qing did not open the letter, but only said to Jin Er: "Jingli, how are you doing?" ”

Jin Er sank his face and said solemnly: "A few years ago, I received the order of the twenty-eighth month of the month to go out of the city!" "My heart sank, that is, I don't know what I should know?

"The twenty-seventh palace summoned me into the palace, the secret decree was announced, let me take the dragon and tiger talisman in the palace, as well as these three letters, and ordered me to become the deputy captain of the escort team of the Xia County Lord!" Oh, that's how the subordinates came!

"When you saw the Holy One, how was the dragon body?" Xia Qing asked more carefully!

"The saint's body has been reduced, when I came, I heard, I heard about the lord of the prince, the scholar, the champion prince, the most powerful scholar in the world, the scholar of Zhou who is the best at painting landscapes and pleasures, was forced to hang himself by the saint!"

"Can't you, his temper is soft and hard, can he hang himself?" Rong Qing Shizi casually searched the memories in his mind, and he was the first to disbelieve it, and the sneer on the corner of the village chief's mouth did not mean to cover it at all, and it was hanging where it was, so that Jin Er looked at it and was unconvinced! Trust, the most important thing between people is trust!

"The saint asked the scholar Zhou to write the edict, and the saint enclosed him in the screen of the small study, and he was not allowed to go home until he finished writing!"

"Why is it so difficult to write?"

"Sin Has Called His Own"

"Sin ......" The three of them took a breath together! Looking at Jin Er's eyes, I was very nervous!

"Have you finished writing?"

"When I left Beijing, Scholar Zhou hadn't left the palace yet!" The two breathed a sigh of relief, but Xia Qing knew that this "Edict of Guilt" had been written, a total of eighteen articles, it was really hard to figure out how this saint could think of it! Xia Qing in the previous life had heard that the general and his wife had talked about this uncle together, and said that this saint was simply a sinner who delayed Dajin, how could eighteen articles be enough, eighty articles should be written! At that time, the general also chuckled and said, eighteen can also be one, one will go to hell, and eighteen layers of hell can also let him take a good turn a few times! That full of malice made Xia Qing shiver now! There is no family affection in the heavenly family.

Just because you didn't finish writing when you left Beijing doesn't mean you can't finish writing now! (To be continued.) )