Master. Fu Ning cautiously shouted to Zhao Shuang.

"Oh, if you have something to say, just say it." Zhao Shuang glanced at the boy who looked to be only twelve or thirteen, and his actual age was already fifteen years old.

"Before Lord Zhao, Lanfeng County has changed three county magistrates in two years."

Zhao Shuang was a little surprised, although the county magistrate is not a lifelong system, but it is too frequent to change three terms in two years.

"Why do you change the county lord so often?" Although she knew that this little beggar would not know anything about officialdom, she still blurted out the question.

Unexpectedly, Fu Ning actually gave her an answer: "Because the first three died in office, the imperial court had to send a new county lord to replace them." The longest tenure of the three county magistrates was less than a year, and the shortest one died in Lanfeng County after only two months. ”

Zhao Shuang's face suddenly darkened, he said how could my father be the magistrate of the county with only eight pins, and he was still the agent of Mao Zhi County, it turned out that the three colleagues in front of him all died unnaturally in office, and no one wanted to come to Lanfeng County to be the fourth unlucky bastard, so it was the turn of the stupid father of the eight pins who was upright and had a clean breeze on his sleeves to pick up the cheap.

Where is cheap is easy to choose, especially the cheap in the officialdom, if the father does not die in office, he will work steadily until he is full, and he will break the curse of Lan Feng Zhixian continuously dying in office for those officials.

If it can't be broken, and Dad continues to die in office, then die, it's not them anyway.

Zhao Shuang originally planned to live in front of the official lady, eating and drinking, but now, an invisible black net is shrouded in the sky above her and her father, and one will burp if she is not careful.

Why can't you live a relaxed life? Everywhere you go, there is indispensable with calculations and intrigues.

However, in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are broken bricks.

The question is, what about strength?

Zhao Shuang waved his hand in frustration: "You go and get busy." ”

Fu Ning bowed respectfully and went to help Bai Cuiqing's mother and daughter. Regardless of whether he learns the real skills or not, it is true that since he worshiped this master, he has eaten, drunk and worked.

After finishing his work, Fu Ning still has to practice Tai Chi Jiu-Jitsu, Rou Niang practices Iron Fist, the two of them have a board and one eye, and they are in full swing.

Zhao Shuang rubbed his temples: At your speed, when you practice kung fu, my father and I will be cold. If you want to save your life, you have to rely on yourself.

Obviously, the three magistrates before Dad did not die normally, and the murderer must have been entrenched in a powerful force in Lanfeng County, because the new magistrate discovered or affected their interests, so they were exterminated.

Counting up, my father arrived in the spring, and now it is late autumn and early winter, which is much longer than the shortest tenure of the magistrate, and he is still living well in addition to being poor, what does it mean?

It shows that Daddy didn't find anything about that force, or didn't find enough to expose them.

Thinking about it, a magistrate who has been in office for half a year and has a bunch of unsolved cases under his hands is indeed stupid and reassuring.

Approaching noon, Zhao Shuang got up to go out.

Bai Cuiqing, who came back from grinding noodles outside, hurriedly said, "Miss Shuang'er, remember to come to lunch in a while." ”

Zhao Shuang waved his hand and said, "You don't need to cook for me at noon today, I'll go out to eat." Fu Ning, come with me. ”

Rou Niang, who helped the old lady carry the freshly ground flour, looked sad, looked at Fu Ning, who had received the last trick of Tai Chi Jiu-Jitsu, full of jealousy, it was this guy who came to squeeze out her position as the first follower of the frost girl.

Zhao Shuang smiled slightly: "Rou Niang also go, Aunt Bai only cooks your own food at noon." ”

Bai Cuiqing hurriedly took out a bunch of money and gave it to Zhao Shuang: "Buy whatever you want to eat." ”

Zhao Shuang confiscated it, anyway, she didn't plan to spend money on dinner.

Zhao Shuang went out for lunch, followed by Rou Niang and Fu Ning.

If it weren't for these two people, a little beggar in patched clothes, and a girl with a pervert aura of persuasion, Zhao Shuang would have felt a little like he was a yaman with his followers in the upper realm.

Rou Niang: "Miss Shuang'er, where are we going to eat?" She thought of the only restaurant in Lanfeng County, where she passed by whenever she had a meal, she could smell the smell of meat, and Rou Niang couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Meat, peasant children don't eat a few meals of meat throughout the year.

But Zhao Shuang took them through the streets and alleys to a noodle restaurant.

Although the noodle restaurant is much worse than the restaurant, it is not bad to be able to eat noodles, and there are two meals a day at home, Rou Niang suddenly became happy: "Can you eat all-you-can-eat?" ”

Zhao Shuang laughed: "Mess with my sister, it's okay if you don't let you eat enough?" ”

Rou Niang's face was happy and adoring: "I know that Miss Shuang'er is the most powerful!" ”

For this girl, being able to eat is the greatest happiness.

And Fu Ning's inner drama on the other side is like this: what? Miss Shuang'er didn't look like the daughter of the county magistrate just now, she was imposing, just like a certain big guy he had seen. But then again, since Miss Frost woke up from drowning, it hasn't been the same as before.

Although the former Shuang'er girl often went out of the county government house to wash clothes and buy things, the Shuang'er girl at that time didn't seem to be in the same world as them, she walked delicately and beautifully, and her face was always reserved and elegant.

Since the frost girl woke up, the delicate walking posture is gone, and the reserved elegance on her face is gone, but this frost girl with a ponytail, no headdress, random movements, and a natural expression gives him a feeling of being on the back of the mountain.

Walking to the door of the noodle restaurant, Rou Niang shouted loudly: "Old man Qian, Miss Shuang'er has come to your noodle restaurant to eat noodles!" ”

Fu Ning: It's like you don't eat it.

The old man Qian, who was wearing a towel on his shoulder, hurriedly walked out of the noodle shop with Xiaoxiao, opened the curtain for the three of them and said, "Miss Shuang'er, please come inside!" ”

At this time, it was 11 o'clock in the morning, and there were no customers in the noodle restaurant, so it was not too late for lunch, and secondly, it could be seen that the business of this noodle restaurant was not particularly good. It is estimated that it is barely enough for the father and son of the Qian family to make ends meet.

Old man Qian wiped the table and said, "Miss Shuang'er, what kind of noodles do you eat?" Green onion noodles or egg noodles? ”

Zhao Shuang glanced at Xiao Qian who was making noodles in the kitchen and said, "I want to eat ramen." ”

Xiao Qian is the son of Lao Qian, twenty years old, his figure inherited Lao Qian, not tall, about one meter six, but very strong, he has worked since he was a child, his arms are very strong, and he has not married a daughter-in-law.

"Pull ...... Ramen? "Old Qian didn't understand, what the hell?

Zhao Shuang said: "A kind of noodles that don't need to be cut with a knife and are pulled by strength. ”

Old money and little money: "? "Then don't you break the noodles?

"Ramen is strong and refreshing, do you want to learn it?" Zhao Shuang said.

Lao Qian was stunned for a moment, about Bai Cuiqing's breakfast stall has been doing hot business recently, because the matter pointed out by Miss Shuang'er has long spread in Lanfeng County, especially their peers who make food.

But everyone is also envious, not to mention that he is not selling breakfast, but what did Miss Shuang'er say just now?

Old Qian couldn't believe it, could it be that a pie fell and fell on his head.