While speaking, Uncle Guo raised his feet and walked to Qin Liangyu's side, Ma Qiancheng was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt that the hairs on his body stood up, and his tail vertebrae tightened, giving birth to a feeling that he seemed to be targeted by the fierce beasts in the mountains. With a bang, the silver clasp of the headkerchief on his head suddenly broke in two, clanged, and fell to the ground, and then the white headkerchief spread out and fell on his shoulders, and his hair fell down at once. The local officials only knew at this time that the sword light of the little country uncle flashed, and it was actually a sword that cut off the silver button on Ma Qiancheng's head, and they couldn't help but gasp together, no wonder this little country uncle dared to call himself the lord of the sword house, this kind of swordsmanship, it was unheard of. In the crowd, Namubang Tusi Wang Gusu was chased and killed by the Burmese Wang Mang Yinglong, and his courage was insufficient, and he felt a chill in his heart at the moment, and couldn't help but take a step back, but he crashed into the arms of Meng Gen Tusi Diao Wufeng, Diao Wufeng stretched out his hand to support his shoulder, and said indifferently in a low voice I heard that the housekeeper of this small uncle's family is the first master of swordsmanship in the Ming Dynasty, and now it seems that it is true, but the heart is too jumpy, and it is very unwise to humiliate the local officials in public, Brother Gusu, what do you think! ”

Let a local official spread his head in front of countless colleagues, it is really a great insult, to say a bad thing, the hatred of killing the father and taking the wife, I'm afraid that's it, Ma Qiancheng gritted his teeth and gurgled his teeth, his left hand ripped off the headkerchief on his shoulder, and the knife was raised high in his right hand, and as soon as the horn scimitar was raised above his head, he heard a loud noise, a huge shock in his hand, and the tiger's mouth couldn't hold it, and the scimitar sparked and fell to the ground. "Bird's beak." In the thirty-seventh year of Jiajing, the imperial court made more than 10,000 beak guns for the first time, most of which were given to the nine sides, but there were also many to the south, and then the nine sides of the door resisted the use of the bird's beak guns, and the court made less, but there were still a certain number of made out and distributed, and the Yunnan-Guichuan area also occasionally saw them, only as a rare item treasure. "Ma Xuan's consolation envoy is right!" The obedient official lightly held the hilt of the sword and smiled slightly, "You said that you were attacked by a sneak attack, the first time it was like this, the governor of Pontus can still forgive you, but the second time, how do you let the governor forgive you?" Like you? How to make a consolation messenger? Quiet fasting! Prepare a note for me, impeachment of Shizhu Xuanwei envoy for dereliction of duty...... "The Ming system, the death penalty must be decided by the emperor, and officials above the third grade must go through the emperor and the cabinet, and the uncle of the country is absolutely unqualified to directly remove a consolation envoy from the third grade to directly rip off the underwear, of course, in a few decades, Wenchen will begin to kill military generals indiscriminately, and they are all in the name of righteousness.

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