Villains, rats, and despicable......

Wen Shidao, as the chief official of a city, at this time his limbs were prostrate on the ground, and his fat buttocks shook from time to time, like a soil dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, Xuanyuan Chen did not dare to have the slightest contempt for this Pengcheng county guard, the other party could achieve the position of the county guard, even if he was a person without style, he would have something extraordinary.

What is so outstanding about Wen Shidao, Xuanyuan Chen doesn't know.

But one thing is for sure, Wen Shidao is definitely not a gentleman.

No matter how powerful a gentleman is, it is not necessarily terrible, but it is those seemingly harmless villains that make people fearful.

If Wen Shidao is a villain, it must be tricky to deal with, because it is not difficult to see from his performance that he is still a villain who can bend and stretch, and is shrewd.

Villains do things, not for fame, but for profit.

No matter what the capital crime mentioned in the mouth of the master was, he was able to discard face like this, which undoubtedly gave Xuanyuan Chen, the king of Beiliang, enough face.

After all, although Xuanyuan Chen is a prince, he is a prince in name only, and he holds the military and political power of a city, and his status is not much lower than that of Xuanyuan Chen.

It's a pity that Wen Shidao doesn't want to lose face, and wants to give both sides a step down, so as to be profitable, but Xuanyuan Chen doesn't appreciate it at all, and said lightly: "The world is changeable, and people's hearts are the most unpredictable. Some people are duplicitous, some people harbor evil intentions, and some people think they are right......" He suddenly turned pale and said sharply: "Lord Wen, which one are you?"

As soon as this question came out, the atmosphere in the garden suddenly froze, and Xuanyuan Chen's words actually had the meaning of tearing his face.

Wen Shidao kept his head down, so that people couldn't see his face, and the cry in his mouth sounded again: "The lower official is a capital crime, a capital crime!"

The cry was miserable, but it was just listening to the ears of others, but it didn't feel much sadness, but it was faintly cold, like the howl of a ghost in the abyss.

Wen Shidao's acting skills are good, but his patience seems to be a little less.

This time, his cry of capital sin did not last long, and the whole person quickly fell silent, his body was still lying on the ground, but his waist slowly straightened up.

Xuanyuan Chen saw it in his eyes, and stopped talking, and the atmosphere in the garden became depressing.

At the same time, when he had fallen down when he heard the master just now, the butler Kang Zhuang, who had shown great concern, retreated into the distance, only to see him put his hands in front of him like a servant, bowing his head deeply, and standing motionless, as if he had been attracted by the dust on the ground.

Compared with Kang Zhuang, Leng Junao, who was also quiet, had a little bit of posture, he stood by the arch with his hands on his chest, looking at everything in front of him coldly, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a smile at some point.

A play within a play, an outsider......

Kang Zhuang and Leng Junao are both people in the play, but they are obviously more willing to watch the play than acting.

I don't know how long later, the silence in the garden was broken by a crisp cry, and the parrot in the stone pavilion was unwilling to be lonely, and shouted again: "Dead fat, dead fat......"

The screaming continued, and the wind was howling.

Xuanyuan Chen's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he shouted loudly, Wen Shidao, who was lying on the ground, was startled, and subconsciously raised his head, and was shocked to see a cold war knife.

The knife was like a white mang splitting through the air, rolling up a strong wind and blowing away countless delicate flowers.

White, yellow, purple, blue...... All of them are bright and beautiful, and only a little blood can complete a picture of death withering in the midst of a hundred flowers.

It is the flowers that wither, but the people who die!

Without any warning, Xuanyuan Chen actually drew his knife and slashed at Wen Shidao.

The battle knife was as fast as lightning, and it was about to cut off Wen Shidao's head to the ground, and two sharp swords appeared beside Xuanyuan Chen.

The two swords intersected, sparks flew everywhere, and both of them were secretly awe-inspiring.

Leng Junao's swordsmanship is exquisite, and the speed of the sword is even faster, and he is not slow to the person who is the sword, and the power in his hand is extremely great, and the sword he holds is not like a sword, but more like a hammer and axe.

In an instant, the garden was filled with murderous intent.

Leng Jun arrogantly held his sword to his chest, and said sharply in his eyes: "It's really unseemly, I didn't expect a fat man to practice such a powerful swordsmanship." ”

There are two fat people in the garden, except for Wen Shidao, there is only the housekeeper Kangzhuang, and the fat man in Leng Junao's mouth is naturally Kangzhuang who has been looking down at the ground.

Kang Zhuang is a soft sword in his hand, and being able to use the software with such a strong force shows the strength of his swordsmanship.

However, his soft sword was still not fast enough, and was intercepted by Leng Junao halfway, so he could only helplessly watch Xuanyuan Chen's battle knife slash towards the top of Wen Shidao's head.

Wen Shidao's face was as pale as earth, he didn't expect Xuanyuan Chen to be so domineering, he was already waiting to die with his eyes closed, but he couldn't feel the pain of the knife entering the flesh for a long time, and he suddenly felt doubts in his heart, and opened his eyes carefully, and saw that Xuanyuan Chen's knife had been sheathed, but a pair of eyes were still cold and abnormal.

Kang Zhuang stepped aside, put away his soft sword, and resumed his movement of looking down at the ground, as if nothing had happened just now.

The few hairs that can fall to the ground retain a little bit of thrilling just now.

Xuanyuan Chen glanced at Kang Zhuang, and after retracting his gaze, he looked at the frightened Wen Shidao, and said quietly: "You really deserve to die, but this king doesn't want to investigate deeply, if you dare to have bad intentions, it's not as simple as cutting off a few of your hairs." ”

Wen Shidao's heart was cold, and Xuanyuan Chen only said that he should die, but he didn't say why he should die, it seems that he didn't grasp the truth, and most of them were tempted, since this was the case, it was in line with his heart, he raised his hand and wiped his tears indiscriminately, and said with a panicked face: "Don't worry, the prince will not dare anymore." ”

He didn't say that he didn't dare to do anything, and cooperated with Xuanyuan Chen to play dumb riddles.

Xuanyuan Chen's face retreated, and he slowly stepped forward to help Wen Shidao, only to find that this Pengcheng county guard was fat, but he had a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a dignified appearance, a face like a crown of jade, and looked very elegant.

Hearing the master, he stood up tremblingly, and said with a flattered face: "Although the prince has something to order, the lower officials will definitely do their best." ”

Xuanyuan Chen chuckled, thinking that Wen Shidao was really ready to fight the dumb riddle to the end, not mentioning the fact that the Jin army was going south, and the migration of 100,000 people in Beiliang City was such a big move, he didn't say a word, just expressed the attitude that he would do his best, and he was really patient.

is worthy of being a fat man, and his stomach can really fit the city.

Xuanyuan Chen said with a smile: "Lord Wen, the 100,000 people of Beiliang City have crossed the Heishui River, and how to settle it will be left to you." ”

This is an imminent matter, and Xuanyuan Chen doesn't want to play Tai Chi with Wen Shidao on this issue.

After hearing this, the master said "oh", there was not much surprise and surprise on his face, it seemed that he did not intend to hide that he knew about the migration of the people of Beiliang City, and his brows furrowed: "Lord Wang, the number of 100,000 people is too large, the involvement is very wide, and it is difficult for Pengcheng to bear it alone, and this matter still needs to be played to the imperial court." ”

Xuanyuan Chen smiled and said: "Yes, as long as you promise not to starve to death a single citizen, it is up to you to decide what to do." ”

Wen Shidao smiled bitterly, felt that the wind outside was getting stronger, and said: "Lord, the weather is getting colder, let's go into the house and talk!" ”

Xuanyuan Chen did not refuse, glanced at Leng Junao, and followed Wen Shidao into a room, the housekeeper Kang Zhuang followed behind, carrying the bird cage in the stone pavilion in his hand, he didn't say half a word in his mouth along the way, but his eyes showed contemplation from time to time.

Walking into the house, the fire was blazing inside, and two little maids were waiting, and Kang Zhuang put the bird cage on the table and withdrew.

Wen Shidao personally pulled out a large Nanmu chair for Xuanyuan Chen, and said with a courteous face: "Lord Wang, please take a seat." ”

Xuanyuan Chen didn't sit down, but pulled Wen Shidao to his seat, and in the other party's panicked eyes, he smiled and said: "Lord Wen doesn't need to be restrained, you are used to sitting on this Nanmu chair, and this king will not win people's love." With that, he sat casually in the seat next to him.

Leng Junao didn't sit, he stood at the door, like a guard.

At this time, the maid had already served the tea, Wen Shidao picked up the teacup, picked up the tea lid, respectfully handed it to Xuanyuan Chen, and said: "This is the dragon well before the rain sent by the tea merchant, it is very rare, the prince can taste it!" ”

This didn't sound like he meant anything, but Xuanyuan Chen understood that when the tea merchant came to give gifts, it was impossible to just give some tea to Wen Shidao, it was just a pretext, but he didn't know if Wen Shidao had accepted other bribes?

Just thinking about it, Wen Shidao can downplay this matter, but it seems dignified, maybe he really just received some tea.

A few catties of tea is naturally not considered corruption and bribery.

Did Wen Shidao want to secretly express to Xuanyuan Chen that he was a clean official? Can the Qing official afford to live in such a magnificent mansion?

Xuanyuan Chen smiled freely, feeling that he was thinking too much, and he was not the emperor of the Han Dynasty, so why bother with other people's corruption and wealth?

He picked up the teacup, uncovered the lid, only to see that the water color was clear, the color was emerald green, there were a few tea leaves floating inside, a faint fragrance floated out of the refreshing spleen, the tea felt elegant at first, and felt that the fragrance was endless, although it was not strong, but it was like the fragrance of flowers and plants in the Sanchun wilderness, and it could not go back for a long time.

After tasting a sip of Longjing before the rain, Xuanyuan Chen put down the teacup, and was about to speak, but he heard a charming voice say: "Master, is the King of Beiliang here?" In the midst of the voice, several people poured out of the side door, and several maids surrounded a beautiful woman and walked quickly.

This beautiful woman's eyebrows are green mountains, her skin is like coagulated fat, she is graceful and graceful when she walks over, her cloud-like sideburns highlight the nobility, and her phoenix eyes show that she is a little arrogant in her surname.

Xuanyuan Chen raised his eyes and saw that this beautiful woman should be over thirty years old, but she was very well maintained, her skin was fair and smooth, her appearance was also very beautiful, and she had a charming style between her eyebrows.

Wen Shidao's face changed slightly, and he had already gotten up, and the lord of the city showed a little timidity in front of the beautiful woman, and said, "Madam, you ...... Why are you here too? ”

The beautiful woman glanced at Wen Shidao, and said lukewarmly: "King Beiliang is here, can I hide in the house and disappear?" He actually stepped forward and said a blessing to Xuanyuan Chen, and said with a smile: "The prince saved his life, and the slave family is grateful for the little girl." ”

Wen Shidao saw it on the side, and he was a little dissatisfied, he and the beautiful woman have been married for many years, they respect each other like guests, and the relationship is very good, but he has a face-to-face interview with the king of Beiliang, how can there be a woman's qualification to intervene, such disrespect is really shameless.

It's just that Wen Shidao is used to pampering his wife, and he forgot to blame for a while, but his expression was a little cramped.

Xuanyuan Chen didn't care about Mrs. Wen's faux pas, but said with a puzzled face: "Mrs. Wen, who is your daughter?" When did this king save him? ”