In the eyes of some uninformed people, Li Muyun is a turtle who has taken shit luck, but a turtle dares to challenge an authoritative figure like Shangshu of the Criminal Department, which is obviously a manifestation of not knowing life or death.

Han Ai thought so, and some other people who knew the news also thought so, and it was still the same after the incident in Shanyin County broke out, and no one took Li Muyun to heart.

The Tang Dynasty was just the period when the founding of the People's Republic of China was the time when the duke was walking all over the place, and the marquis was not as important as a dog.

……

In the Shangshu Mansion of the Criminal Department, Han Ai looked at the letter sent from Shuozhou, and a smug smile appeared on her face: "This Li Muyun is still an acquaintance. ”

"Master, then do you want to send someone to ...... again" The butler beside Han Ai made a gesture of cutting off his head.

"That's it, this person has Su Lie's sister by his side, and if he has less manpower, he is not his opponent at all, and if he has more manpower, it is not easy to explain to His Majesty." Han Ai waved her hand, thought about it and said, "I really didn't expect that Su Lie's sister would have such superb skills, and Li Muyun's kid would have such good luck." ”

The butler stood with his hands tied up and didn't add any comments, he knew that it was just Han Ai's feelings, and it had nothing to do with him.

"Butler!" And just when the housekeeper was waiting on the side and had nothing to do, Han Ai spoke again: "After going back and waiting for that rebel to come back, you arrange for him to go to the fiefdom and tell him that he is not allowed to return to Beijing in the future without my order." ”

"Yes!" The housekeeper didn't ask why, because he knew very well that the more he knew about this kind of thing, the worse it would be for him.

……

The words were divided into two ends, but it was said that Han Qiang left Shanyin County in a prisoner car, and before he had walked two miles, he shouted at the carriage in front of him: "Fourth uncle, fourth uncle, hurry up and let me go." ”

"Young master, you should be wronged first, and the villain at the foot of the mountain in front of you will definitely let you out, what do you think?" On the side of the prisoner's car, the 'third son' said with a smile.

"What a fart, hurry up and let Lao Tzu go, otherwise watch your heads when you go back!" Han Qiang naturally recognized his fourth uncle's henchman, so he glared at the 'third son' and said hatefully.

"Young master, it's still in the realm of Shanyin County right now, and now you'll only be able to tell the truth if you come out, why don't you bear with it any longer?" The 'third son' didn't care about Han Qiang's threat, and he still had a smile on his face.

"Fart, how many days has Lao Tzu been in prison, and Lao Tzu is still injured, if he freezes, can you afford it?!" Han Qiang didn't care what to teach or not, and shouted while patting the railing of the prisoner car.

And just when the 'third son' was a little entangled and didn't know whether to release Han Qiang or not, Han Fu's voice came from the carriage in front of him: "'Third son', bring him to the old man's carriage." ”

"No!" The 'third son' agreed with relief, took out the key to open the prisoner car, and helped Han Qiang out of it.

And just as Han Qiang rubbed his hands and entered Han Fu's carriage, preparing to warm up and then discuss with Han Fu how to deal with Li Muyun, a black shadow flashed from his afterglow, followed by a crisp sound of "pop", and a loud slap was slapped in his face.

"Fourth, fourth uncle......" Han Qiang was stunned and looked at Han Fu blankly.

"Brute, you still have the face to say that you were released, do you know how much trouble you caused to the family this time?" There was a hint of hideousness on Han Fu's face, which made Han Qiang, who was a little unconvinced, consciously close his mouth.

"Say, what the hell is going on this time? Don't say that you just ran over because of Wen Ying's words. Seeing that Han Qiang stopped talking, Han Fu asked with a cold face.

"I, I gambled with the eldest grandson, and I lost the gambling money, and I missed him by more than 2,000 yuan." Han Qiang didn't dare to hide it, and said about the trouble he caused in Chang'an some time ago, and then said: "My cousin said that Li Muyun is just an empty cylinder, and there is nothing to be afraid of, so ......"

"So, you don't even know who the backstage is, so you came here? And the eldest brother is too, obviously the grain has been delivered, but what do you have to do with extraneous branches! The more Han Fu thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help but start scolding the idle street.

But I didn't want Han Qiang, a kid to be able to change his, rubbed his still a little hot face and said disdainfully: "How can my Han family's toilet be so easy to occupy, if you don't give him a little power, he still thinks it's ......"

"Shut up!" Han Fu looked at his nephew, who had not yet been taught a lesson, and said hatefully: "When you return to Shuozhou in a while, you can clean up and go home immediately, there is no delay on the way, I will personally write to my eldest brother, if you go home late, beware of your good skin!" ”

"So, what about them?" Han Qiang refers to the generals of the Han family who assassinated Li Muyun.

"You don't have to worry about them, I have my own arrangements." Han Fu said lightly, but there was a different emotion in his eyes.

……

In Shanyin County, Li Muyun's body has almost recovered, and the silk threads that stitched up the wounds were removed, although they were tied like zongzi by bandages, they could already move slowly with crutches, which finally allowed him to get rid of Su Wanqing's daily 'care'.

At dinner time, Li Muyun, the three fat men, Su Wanqing and the 'little fox fairy' were crowded on the edge of a table, and the four dishes and one soup were so sweet.

However, the three fat men couldn't stay idle, and they felt bored while eating, so they asked Li Mugo: "I said Mu Yun, this case has also been tried, and the confession is also available, what are you going to do next?" ”

"Wait" Li Muyun glanced at the three fat men.

Waited a while.

"Okay, no? What's next for you? ”

"I said, wait!" Li Muyun said again.

Waited a little longer.

"You ......"

"I said wait, wait until that kid arrives in Chang'an, are you stupid!" Regarding the fat man's intelligence, Li Muyun no longer reported any hope, and said with a roll of his eyes.

"Puff...... Su Wanqing couldn't help it, and laughed all of a sudden: "Can you two not be so funny, eat." ”

"Oh." The third fat man should have been frightened by Su Wanqing's performance some time ago, as long as this girl spoke, she didn't even dare to let go of a fart.

But Li Muyun didn't say anything, just glanced at the three fat men lightly, and said casually: "There is something on the back of your left hand." ”

"Something? What the? Some distracted fat people reflexively turned over their hands, and then the fat man was tragic.

A bowl full of pimple soup, not ruined at all, directly buckled to the place between the legs, three inches down the navel, and then jumped out with a scream from the fat man.