When the county magistrate arrived, he saw the sword splattered with blood, and a piece of flesh flew over, which made him hurriedly retreat. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bang, I still haven't avoided it, the official hat of the old man of Zhengzhong County.

Drops of dirty blood fell on his nose, and he was nauseous for a while, and he almost vomited, but the official hat was not taken off casually, and he didn't dare to scream, for fear that the dirty thing would fall into his mouth, so he had to hold the official hat and bow his head and jump hard.

It looks like it's cramping.

Dou Ying laughed, "The things that the county lord dislikes, aren't they cut right?"

The official finally cleaned up the official hat of the county magistrate, and the county magistrate jumped up angrily, "You, you, you ......"

"I do the right thing for heaven and eliminate harm for the people, the county lord doesn't have to thank me, you don't have to be polite. Dou Ying let out a bad breath and was in a good mood.

simply lifted his robe and sat on the chair brought out by Ling'er, "Ling'er, go and move a table of eight immortals to come out, and put pen and ink on the inkstone." It is not polite at all to ask the Zhao family to move a chair for the county lord to come out. ”

Ling'er's face darkened, and she scolded the Zhao family, "Didn't you hear our seventh master's orders?"

The Zhao family all looked ashen, and they didn't dare to pay attention to Zhao Yao, who was lying in a pool of blood like a dead pig.

The county lord sweated, the head of the Yan family is Princess Chen, and this seventh master has also heard of it, in short, the Yan family is not easy to mess with now.

"Yao'er, ......" A miserable cry came from the Zhao family, followed by a group of girls and women hugging a noble lady and staggering out.

Dou Ying looked at it coldly, isn't it Zhao Qingliu's wife and his wife?

"God damn it, you slut actually dare to commit murder!" The two ladies supported each other, so angry that they couldn't breathe, pointing at Dou Ying and scolding angrily, "What are you all doing with the pestle! Is there no one in the Zhao family? Dare to let the murderer get away with it! Beat me, beat me to death!"

Dou Ying lifted Erlang's legs, supported her cheeks with her hands, and looked at them coldly and shouted.

But who of the Zhao family still dares to move, just now they were scared all the way into the mansion, who would be stupid enough to fight with their lives?

Besides, the Zhao family hasn't been paid for a month.

Suddenly, the crowd of onlookers was driven away, and after a while, a large group of city guards were revealed, led by people with a faceless face, shouting, "Who is so bold to kill people in broad daylight!"

Old Lady Zhao was in good spirits now, poked her crutches, and snorted coldly, "When the city guards arrive, they can't tolerate your arrogance." ”

"Zhao Gongzi was killed by you?" Heng Rou walked over and stared at Dou Ying with his waist crossed.

Ling'er and Yanli stepped forward and blocked in front of Dou Ying.

Dou Ying didn't bother to look at him, held her chin, and said lazily: "Ling'er, put paper and ink, and write down Zhao Yao's guilt for violating women, and reward silver and white." ”

As soon as the words fell, before Ling'er could speak, someone rushed up, "I write! I don't want silver, my sister was bullied by this beast and jumped into the well!" The man wiped his tears, raised his pen but was stunned, "I can't write." After saying that, he cried out loud. Dou Ying rubbed his forehead, it's not good for a big man to cry like this, but it shows how sad he is in his heart.

"I'll write it for you. A Lang Lang's voice came.

The city guards were pushed away by a large group of forbidden troops riding tall horses.

It turned out that Zhou Zhirui had arrived, he flew off the horse, quickly walked in front of Dou Ying, looked at Dou Ying without saying a word, and picked up the pen, "Say it." ”

The man was stunned, Zhou Zhirui is now wearing a silver armor, which is obviously the outfit of a fourth-grade military general.

Dou Ying was also stunned by his handsome appearance, this guy is getting more and more manly.

"If anyone else has grievances, come and line up together, and the official will help you write the petition. ”

With the support of the four-grade officials, if you don't want any silver, you have to sue, and you have a long queue.

Dou Ying tilted her head and looked at him with a smile.

Zhou Zhirui was born as a scholar, and he had a good hand, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, and he wrote ten sheets in a while.