At the entrance of the Yongxian County Ya, the drum was covered with two fingers of dust.

A silver-white slender figure walked leisurely, approaching step by step, first taking out a silk handkerchief, slapping away the few strands of spider webs on the drumstick, and then slender fingers.

Fine, white, warm, jade-like delicate.

His fingers grasped the drumstick, slowly lifted it, and fell firmly, like a flat thunderbolt, shattering the dust on the drum surface at the same time, and exploding a piece of the world on the head of the county government with a loud sound.

So half of the residents on the street exploded at the noise.

There were a few bold probes who poked their brains, and when they looked at this young man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, there was half pity and half admiration in their eyes.

The timid ones nested in the room, and their big hands stroked the hair of the children in their arms, covering their eyes.

was blown up together, along with a nest of crows on the old tree on the street corner, and the sleepy officials on duty in the county government that day.

The old crow was furious, and immediately rose into the air, its wide and arrogant wings completely stretched out, like a heavy dark cloud.

However, this fierce dark cloud circled around the head of His Royal Highness King Zhennan for less than half a circle, and was knocked down by a stone that came out of nowhere, and after an "ah" sound, it died down.

There was a muffled "poof" sound, and it landed impartially under the window edge.

The little official was so frightened that he woke up from his dream and glanced out.

The eyelids turned downward, and it was a twitching lump of black charcoal; The eyelids are turned upward, and he is a white-clothed man with a clear face, good-looking and smiling but gloomy.

The boy in white looks handsome and good-looking, followed by two handsome little guys, which should be very pleasing to the eye.

But the murderous spirit is rising.

This battle has never been seen before.

Feeling that the back of his neck was cold for no reason, the little official immediately held his breath, quickly turned around and slipped out the door, and ran away against the wall.

When the first sound went down, Shi Qingran was already bored, because the door in front of him didn't look like it would open anyway.

On a rough look, the dust on the vermilion gate was thicker than the skin of His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan, and the cobwebs in the cracks of the door were so dense that they were even better than the dilapidated street where the homeless people had gathered.

The huge plaque hangs crookedly on the door frame, crumbling, ready to tilt, and the four big characters of "honesty and integrity" are missing part of each other, and at first glance it looks like it has been scribbled by children's letters.

The covered part was swarthy, like several eyes of different sizes and shapes.

Shi Qingran looked at these eyes for a while.

The "eyes" are essentially just wood, so naturally they will not have charm, but they are as dull as the time, but they clearly feel a few sharp sights.

It's just that it doesn't come from in front of you, but it crosses a certain distance and nails it behind you.

Looking back, Shi Qingran happened to see half of the head poking out of the wall.

The moment they looked at each other, the head quickly shrank back, and its movements were swift and agile, as if they had seen a hanged ghost alive in broad daylight.

Shi Qingran touched his head and said a little depressedly, "Do you still want to knock?" No one came to open the door. ”

Song Yuchen said, "Tired of listening? ”

He lazily stretched out his hand, revealing a snow-white wrist, "Otherwise, let's try it, it's fun." ”

This person's appearance of pinching the drumstick is no different from pinching the folding fan on weekdays, light and clever and good-looking, his eyebrows and eyes are bent into two moon teeth, how to look at it.

Shi Qingran gave him goosebumps when he laughed, and quickly slipped to the side, pretending not to hear.

Xingwang's face turned red, and he came over to judge the situation, "Sir, I don't think anyone will come to open the door for us today, there is no one in this county government all year round, and the dog official has never been a director, so he should sit at home now." ”

Naturally, he didn't need to say this.

Song Yuchen gently pinched a handful of silk, crushed a handful of fine dust, and said calmly, "There are people inside." ”

Shi Qingran said, "What kind of person?" ”

Lang'er stood in front of Shi Qingran, and said lukewarmly, "The person ran away." ”

Shi Qingran, "...... Yes? ”

Song Yuchen ignored her and said with a smile, "Then we should be about to go in." ”

After a moment of greed, Zhao County Ling consciously put down his psychological baggage, so he first announced his illness to the outside world and directly closed the county government.

Then he went back to the house, and ordered the cook to make several meals to comfort his injured body and weak heart, and then accepted a few beauties to go home, which made him feel a little better.

At that time, Zhao Xian Ling was paralyzed on the newly changed beauty couch, lazily listening to the silk and bamboo around his ears, and his mouth, ears, nose and hands were busy working together, each performing his duties, so happy and comfortable.

When the master carried the little official into the door, Zhao Xianling had just re-fastened his trouser belt, and the beauties around him looked at their noses and noses, and retreated very intimately, and closed the door very intimately.

Zhao Xianling has always liked beautiful women, and he has no interest in such Muggle-like rough men in front of him, so he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, and squeezed out a sound from his nostrils, "What's wrong?" ”

The master unhurriedly stroked his mustache, and when he heard the voice, he stepped forward and arched his hand, "Master, someone from the county government is here." ”

Zhao Xian Ling frowned violently when he heard this, revealing a pair of mung bean eyes, "Who?" Who's coming? ”

Before the words came out, cold sweat oozed out and flowed down his neck.

It's only been a few days, even if he didn't do what the master said for a while, he wouldn't have come to his door twice in just half a month.

The master hung his triangular eyes and calmly comforted him, "Master don't worry about it, it's a complaint." ”

After saying that, he quietly kicked the little official in the leg.

The little official is a young official who has just taken office, young and immature enough to pinch out the water, remembering the words he heard from his predecessors before, he knelt down without hesitation, and really touched his head with the floor before saying,

"It looks like it's from out of town, carrying a drumstick and beating the drum to sound grievances, the little one doesn't know what to do, so he came to bother the master, you see ......"

Zhao Xian Ling glanced at him through the bead curtain, the cold sweat no longer flowed, and said angrily, "What did you do before, just do it according to that time, I have to look at any chicken and dogs, it's really stupid!" ”

The little official was born in Si and grew up in Si, and lived to this age, and the farthest place he set foot in was the East City Gate, and his family lived in the West City Gate.

In his opinion, this is already a great distance.

And this county order, which is only seven grades of sesame official rank, is already the most amazing official in his eyes.