When the holy woman changed her clothes and appeared again, Song Ting was really stunned.

She was dressed in white, dressed as a man, judging her temperament, with a heroic posture, a jade tree in the wind, a ribbon around her waist was tightly tied, and her slender waist was less than a hand, exposing her daughter's body early. She is light and slender, her facial features and eyebrows are picturesque, her nose is pretty, her smart black pupils under her eyebrows seem to be able to speak, and her thin lips are tightly pursed, and she licks a little heroic. Her skin is as white as jade, and she is better than the snow of the wax moon; In every gesture, an elegant and quiet temperament flowed out.

Seeing Song Ting's stunned appearance, Zixuan snorted lightly and said, "The holy daughter will be crowned a princess in a few days, it is said that the ninth princess of Daliang is beautiful and beautiful, but in my opinion, it must not be as good as our holy daughter."

Song Ting has seen Bai Qiuyan's elegance and Li Ji's enchantment, and it is the first time he has seen a woman like a Mingjiao saint who is slender, elegant, and heroic, and her temperament is really outstanding, which makes people's eyes shine. But to say that she is more beautiful than the princess's wife, it is impossible, at most the temperament is different, and I think it is dazzling; If you want to be more serious, the princess's wife has a perfect figure, a perfect temperament, and is gentle and considerate to him, and a kind person, the key is that she is still very rich, well, this is very important, and other women are incomparable...... Well, it's still the princess's wife who is the most perfect!

"Let's go." After taking two glances, so as not to be teased and sarcastic by Zixuan again, Song Ting took the lead in opening the door of the room and walked out.

Song Ting and the Holy Maiden set off, while Zixuan stayed in the Didian to answer.

Out of the store, I came to the prefect's yamen. At this time, the prefect of Yangzhou was no longer Wu Kui, Wu Kui had been transferred to the vicinity of Gyeonggi as a propaganda envoy because of his meritorious service in recruiting An Liangshan, and the prefect at this time was an old man named Li Mu.

When Song Ting took the holy daughter into the palace, the prefect was still sitting in the trial, and the prefect's chief asked the two to wait in the back hall, and when they entered the back hall, there was a person sitting inside, this person was so familiar, as if they knew each other.

Song Ting took a closer look, this person's beard was floating, his sword eyebrows were straight, his eyes were deep, although he had entered middle age, he was still handsome, and he was busy stepping forward: "Master Hou!"

This person is the father of Mu Yunchuan, Song Ting's old friend in Yangzhou, the "jade-faced little marquis", Mu Ruhan, the marquis of Jiangling, but for some reason suddenly appeared here.

Mu Ruhan glanced at Song Ting, was shocked, and hurriedly said, "Oh, it's the master of the horse!" Inuzi Yunchuan heard that you made a colt, and said that he would go to the capital to congratulate you in person! I don't know you're also in Yangzhou! ”

The Marquis of Jiangling's old face was slightly red at the moment, and he regretted some of the previous things, when he learned to make things difficult for the Song court, Mu Yunchuan wanted to help the Song court, he scolded his son, and he didn't see that the Song court could one day become a relative of the emperor.

Looking back now, fortunately, his son Mu Yunchuan and the current master have always been friends before, so they can have some relationship, thinking of this, he arched his hand and said: "The dog has been thinking about the master of the horse at home recently, I wonder if the master of the horse has time to sit at home?"

Song Ting smiled: "I'm also thinking about Brother Yunchuan, how is he lately?"

"Hey," Mu Ruhan smiled and said as if he were homely, "What else?" In August, when I asked him to collect taxes, he came across a 300-pound wild boar on the mountain, and he had to take someone to catch it...... The result was good, the wild boar was not caught, but the leg almost did not fall lame! ”

Song Ting couldn't help but be a little curious, how did Mu Yunchuan's legs almost not lame, "Brother Yunchuan, he ...... How did you hurt your leg? ”

Hou Ye Mu Ruhan stroked his beard and smiled, shook his head, and then said, "Speaking of which, the dog is too naughty...... And the boar rushed up, and he was not afraid, but he rode on it...... When you fall, you break your leg. Fortunately, I asked the emperor to be treated in time...... It's all right. ”

Thinking of the picture of Mu Yunchuan riding a pig, Song Ting couldn't help laughing, hey, these princes and grandsons inevitably have the habit of being squirrel. Speaking of which, what kind of prince, marquis, horse lord and so on, in addition to collecting rent in the fiefdom, and not allowed to interfere in politics, let alone be a soldier, nor let the imperial examination, except for the loser, there is really no other way to live, of course, there is another way to say it with the emperor's permission.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, Song Ting greeted the prefect why he came to the prefect's yamen, Mu Ruhan told him that it was for Mu Yunchuan's matter, and the prefect sent some Yunnan medicinal materials to the Hou Mansion last time, and this time he came to thank him.

The prefect retreated from the hall and came to the back hall, where he saw a marquis and a colt, and immediately came over to greet him.

After Mu Ruhan thanked him, he invited the prefect and the concubine to the Hou Mansion as guests, so that he could entertain him, and Song Ting promised to visit him another day, and the prefect should also accept it.

After the Marquis of Jiangling left, there were only the prefect, Song Ting, and the holy woman left in the back hall, and the prefect asked his subordinates to serve tea, and after greeting a set, he pointed to the holy woman and asked, "May I ask who this is?"

"Uh......" Song Ting was also stunned for a while, he didn't know the name of the saint at all.

"Xiaosheng Yuan Jinzhi." The saint arched her hand in a good manner, and said in a thick voice.

Song Ting observed the prefect's face, this guy obviously didn't see that the saint was a woman, I don't know if it was because he was old and had eye problems, or what?

The prefect only said "the son is so handsome", and then asked "Yuan Jinzhi" about the family situation, and the saint had already made up a set of rhetoric: Yuan Shisan, a native of Hangzhou, was in the tea business, and he came to Yangzhou to inspect the situation in Yangzhou and wanted to open a branch here......

Hearing the words of "Yuan Jinzhi", the prefect was very surprised, and said loudly: "Didn't Hangzhou fall into the hands of the anti-thieves?"

The holy woman raised her eyebrows and exclaimed, "What anti-thief?"

The prefect said: "Isn't Hangzhou occupied by Fang La's thieves?"

The saint was shocked: "Really? Finished! ”

Hearing this, Song Ting laughed secretly, your father is about to ascend the throne in Hangzhou, you still pretend to know nothing, and your acting skills are too good, right?

"Lord Prefect, when did Hangzhou fall to Fang La's army?" Song Ting decided to follow Xiu Yixiu as well.

"Master Pony, you don't know?"

"Well, I don't know!"

"That's what happened this month! Yuan Gongzi, I heard that these thieves specialize in killing big officials, and I'm afraid that your father is doing big business, I'm afraid it will ......" Speaking of this, the prefect sighed.

"Oops!" The saint rose from her chair and cried out, "How is this good?"

The prefect hurriedly motioned for "him" to sit down, and said slowly: "Don't be surprised, don't be alarmed, this mansion has already reported to the imperial court, and when the imperial army comes, Fang La, a thief, will not be able to toss for a few days!"

Song Ting laughed in his heart: It's a pity that the news you reported has long been intercepted by Prime Minister Wang Huang, and Emperor Zhao Jinji didn't know that Jiangnan was rebelling at all.

After chatting a few more words about Fang La's rebellion, he finally led the topic to Fang Jie to lead people to attack Yangzhou and was defeated and captured, Song Ting asked directly: "Then this Fang Jie, is he escorted into Beijing now?"

The prefect hesitated for a moment and said, "The prime minister has passed down the news, saying that there is no need to escort him into Beijing, and that we will be executed on the spot." This house has flipped through the yellow book, it is not appropriate to see blood today, and it is not too late to kill tomorrow. ”

"Fortunately, I didn't kill ......," Song Ting said in his heart, and said with a smile: "The prime minister didn't let you escort you into Beijing because he was afraid that the emperor would know that Jiangnan was rebelling......

"I wonder if I can go and see this thief?" Song Ting cautiously asked the prefect, and hurriedly explained: "I heard that the person who dares to rebel has a backbone on his head, but I don't believe it, I don't know if the prefect can let me see this anti-thief, speaking of which, I haven't seen what the anti-thief looks like!"

"Master Pony...... You're a bit of a dilemma for the lower officials. The prefect said with a tangled face, "This is a repeat offense of the imperial court......"

"Hey~" Song Ting said disappreliantly, "Since the prime minister didn't let the prefect escort this person into Beijing, it means that this person is not a court repeat offender at all, think about it, you have to catch a thief like Fang La, and the court will think that it is a repeat offender, right?" ”

The prefect thought for a while, and felt that what Song Ting said also had some truth, so he called the cell boss Lao Ding and took him to the prison.

Song Ting took a saint dressed in men's clothes into the prison and met Fang Jie.

At this time, Fang Jie, wearing a white prison suit, his hair was scattered, he had completely lost his courage as a general, and he had been tortured to death.

"Is this the anti-thief Fang Jie?" The saint spoke deliberately.

Fang Jie immediately raised his head, a young and brave face was revealed, and when he saw the saint, he was immediately overjoyed, and immediately shouted: "Sister Jin Zhi!" Get me out! ”

When the cell boss heard that something was wrong, he just wanted to shout, but the holy woman Fang Jinzhi had already made a move, only to see her figure like a shadow, like a phantom, appearing in front of every jailer like a ghost, the jade finger Shuer nodded, and wherever the figure went, those jailers only had time to let out a "uh", and then fell to the ground softly.

"What did you do to them?" Looking at the jailer and cell head who fell to the ground and closed their eyes, Song Ting asked Fang Jinzhi in surprise.

Fang Jinzhi said: "I just clicked on the two acupuncture points on their bodies, and after an hour, they will wake up automatically, and their memories will be blurry, and they can't remember what happened at all."

Fang Jie said: "Sister Jin Zhi, save me!"

Fang Jinzhi picked up the jailer's key, opened the cell door, picked up the waist knife of the cell head, and drew the knife to cut the iron chain on Fang Jie's feet.

"Fang Jie, stop me!"

Hearing Fang Jinzhi's shout, Fang Jie withdrew his fist, "This guy almost didn't torture me to death!" ”

Fang Jinzhi said: "Hurry up and get out of here!"

Song Ting looked at the saintess dressed in men's clothes in front of him, and asked in astonishment, "Your name is Fang Jinzhi?"

Fang Jinzhi nodded and said, "Well, I forgot to introduce my name to you, I'm sorry, Master Ma, but for now, let's go quickly!"

Fang Jie glared at Song Ting: "Sister Jin Zhi, do you call him Master Horse?" Isn't he the dog emperor's colt? Look, I'll kill him! ”

As he spoke, he swung his fist and attacked, with a strong wind in one move and one style, and he was skilled in martial arts, as if he was not under Wang Ying.

Song Ting didn't have a sword in his hand, so he couldn't perform too many moves, so he could only dodge and retreat, but fortunately, Fang Jinzhi made a move, knocked Fang Jie back with one palm, and shouted: "Fang Jie, I won't care about you if you make trouble again!" Now you're actually doing it to your own life-saving benefactor! Are you going to me off!? ”

Fang Jie received Fang Jinzhi's palm, took four steps back, stood firm, and exclaimed, "He is my life-saving benefactor?" How did Sister Jin Zhi say this? ”

"I don't have time to explain to you! Song Gongzi, let's go, he loves to go! ”

Fang Jinzhi picked up Song Ting and left, and Fang Jie had no choice but to catch up.

After coming out of the prison, Fang Jinzhi pulled up Song Ting's sleeves and jumped over a high wall, he didn't expect Fang Jie to be able to jump over this high wall, his martial arts were not bad, and he was actually compared with Lu Junyi.

"Holy Maiden, I have already rescued you from someone, can you let me go and let me go?" Song Ting struggled with the sleeves that were tightened by Fang Jinzhi, and couldn't break free.

"I can't." Fang Jinzhi said suddenly.

"Why?" Song Ting's face was full of surprise.

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