Chapter Twenty-Eight: Finding the Dead Broiler

The city of the city, the city refers to the wall, and the city is the bazaar.

People all get up very early, and in the busy streets of the city at half past seven, there are doctors who sell medicine, hoop barrels, palm shoes, horn crowns, fan repairers, and well-digging...... Gathered into a heap.

Early, the stalls slipped away, and some people squatted on the side of the street with flatbread in one hand and soy milk in the other, eating happily. Well-dressed people sit around the shop, eating and chatting over tea and pastries. The expression is excited and mysterious. When he saw a stranger approaching, he immediately shut up again.

Good boy, yesterday was amazing!

In the morning, the golden-bodied Arhat descended and said that he would kill the Hou Party. In the afternoon, in the ring of the City God's Temple, the Luohan disciples really killed Yin Haoqiu of Baisha Mansion and injured Prince Zhou.

The common people don't really care about the battle between the king and the party, who is the king, as long as there is a bowl of full rice to eat. However, in recent years, the three tigers of Wangcheng have been arrogant and domineering, and the disasters have been severe, and public opinion has gradually favored the royal party.

Could it be that Zhou Mei has long hair and short knowledge, allowing the three tigers to do whatever they want?

Xintianyou thinks that it is not.

She officially came into contact with the government in the past three years after Tianqi's illness. It is necessary to quickly distinguish between who is its own supporter and who is in opposition. It's best for the Three Tigers to give it a try. Those who want to sanction the Three Tigers are those who oppose them, and those who protect them are their own people. As for public opinion? Hmph, it doesn't matter that she has a large army in hand, and she has the support of Zhou Guo and Xiaoshui Sword Sect.

The King of the Apocalypse is not as cowardly as the folk think.

The royal family has no queen, and the best place to belong is to peacefully annex the Zhou State. Although the Xiaoshui Sword Sect favored the Zhou State, if it were not for its restraint, the Zhou State would have been destroyed dozens of times.

The country has no righteous war, who called you too weak?

When they arrived at the gate of Qin Tianjian, the heads were densely packed. One hundred and ten servants worked diligently to maintain order, separating idlers and others from both sides of the road. A long dragon stretched out for more than 300 meters, zigzags across two streets, and there were thousands of people. A short dragon is looser, only fifty meters long, and it is the same candidates who bought the number plate at a high price.

Most of them are fifteen or sixteen-year-olds, and it is not uncommon for half-grown children around ten years old and young people around thirty years old.

Rich people don't care about thirty taels of silver, so naturally they don't need to get up early in the morning to line up in person. The two servants of the Xiaoyao Mansion came over at four o'clock in the morning, and they were only in the thirty-fourth and fifth positions. Seeing Miss Dong and Young Master Dong coming over with a follower and two maids, they hurriedly raised their hands and shouted.

Xin Tianyou and Dong Shumin walked over and replaced the two.

About two or three minutes later, the five brocade-clothed boys swaggered to the front of the line and shouted, "All stand back!" ”

The young man at the top of the line was anxious and shouted:

"Why did you cut the queue as soon as you came? My father came over in the middle of the night and came first. “

"Why?" A young man sneered: "Just the five of us, we are the favored ones who have been handpicked this time." Boy, stand back quickly, or the boss will hit you with a shaving ear. “

The officers looked over at the sound, but there was no squeak.

The so-called Ensheng, that is, the official quota of Huaguo, can directly enter the Xiaoshui Sword School to practice. Three years ago, Dong Shumin's test results were so bad. Mrs. Hua asked the King of the Apocalypse for a place but was not allowed, and she was angry. This time the apocalypse was in a coma, and the quota was naturally designated by Zhou Mei, all of whom were the children of high-ranking officials of the post-party faction.

Ensheng is admitted unconditionally, and the Linggen test is only used as a reference. These five people didn't even buy the number plate, but they wanted the big thorn to enter first, and the reason was very simple. Crowded together with you flat-headed people and queuing, you can't afford to lose this person!

The young man who started the head was very stubborn and said:

"First come, first come, right. My dad came over in the middle of the night and stayed up all night......"

The team was noisy, and cautious chattering floated out.

"Hey, you're still being unreasonable?"

"Who is this, so domineering......"

"It seems to be the little marquis of the Marquis of Wuwei's mansion."

"Shhhh

The other dragon didn't squeak but turned its head to look this way. They didn't have the money to buy a number plate of thirty taels of silver, so they had to wait for the hundred people to finish the test before it was their turn, gloating and looking at the excitement.

Seeing Dong Shumin's body in front of him shaking, his hand pressed to the hilt of the sword, Xin Tianyou hurriedly said:

"Don't move, let them go in first and only wait three more minutes, it's okay!"

If in the past, Xintianyou wanted to rush up and beat up five dead broilers, where would he dissuade him? But today is different, he finally implemented the official identity of "Dong Shu", a weak scholar, and gave up his efforts as soon as he started.

In addition, although there were four ordinary mortals among the five brocade-clothed boys, the eighteen- or nineteen-year-old young man who was surrounded was as strong as a calf, and he had reached the Nine Realms of Condensation. Miss Dong is by no means an opponent, isn't she looking for a draw if she is uneven?

"Reason? Lord's fist is the truth! ”

"The calf" slammed the first teenager.

There was a commotion, mixed with a few screams, and a dozen fell like dominoes in front of the team.

The young man sneered and stood cross-legged, glancing contemptuously at the human dragon.

The Marquis of Wuwei is a powerhouse of the Seven Realms of Kaiguang, a dignified military god of the Chinese Kingdom, and the last dynasty can not kneel to the king of Hua. Unexpectedly, the second son Shaoxiong was placed in the Treasure Pavilion yesterday afternoon by Tong San, the leader of the Sishui Gang, and fainted and convulsed on the spot, losing face.

And that Tong San's work is not too obvious, after the auction is successful, he will gather around the "Xiaoyaozi" along Suzaku Street to the palace, and hand over the spirit crystal to the Praetorian Guard Commander Tie Si in public. Doesn't this mean that after you are overshadowed, you will still be coaxed and slapped?

The young man is Shao Wei, the third son of Wuwei Hou, and he has no place to attack when he holds his breath. It's no wonder that these grass people dare to touch their heads.

"Shaowei, do you still want to be shameless?"

Dong Shumin couldn't hold back, screamed, and came out of the crowd.

The scene was quiet, and after a while, a boy in brocade laughed and pointed to the girl:

"I thought it was who, it turned out to be the famous Miss Dong of Qiyun County. Do you know that Miss Dong participated in the spring exam three years ago and created an unprecedented record in our country. The total score of the five subjects is only 160 points. Tsk, that's rare......"

As soon as these words came out, all eyes suddenly turned over. Even the dozen or so people who fell in front of them flinched back and turned their heads to look back.

The total score of the five subjects is only 160 points, which means that the average score is only 40. It belongs to the spiritual root is much worse than ordinary people, but it has not reached the point of stupidity. The point is that those who are worse will not participate in the spring exam at all, either without conditions or self-knowledge.

This made Dong Shumin create a relatively embarrassing record.

The reason why the King of the Apocalypse refused to use the official quota was that it was estimated that she would be even more hit by the Xiaoshui Sword Sect with such qualifications. Anyway, there is nothing famous in practice, so it is better to accompany your parents at home.

Several brocade-clothed boys smiled and leaned back, pretending to arch their hands, and said:

"Long admiration, long admiration...... Miss Dong is invincible in Qiyun County, she is wise and martial, and she will have to take care of her younger brother in the future......"

A Path:

"Take care of her fart, she can't even enter the door of the Xiaoshui Sword Sect. Hehe, what a big face, and dare to scold us! ”

Another answered.

"Well, it wasn't her fault that she was stupid like this. But if you are stupid like this, you dare to swagger out and openly participate in the spring exam, how can we smart people be embarrassed? Once other countries know about it, they will think that our Chinese candidates are such inferior goods, shameful! ”

And humanitarian:

"Damn, I'm going to be stupid like this, just find a piece of tofu and hit it headlong to death!"

Shao Wei smacked the ground and snorted coldly:

"Just bring a sow over to test the spirit root, I'm afraid the score is higher than her!"

If you face Chinese, you really don't dare to insult. Whether he can beat him or not, the royal party will tear him to pieces. But in the face of Dong Shumin, there is no such scruples. The Xiaoyao Marquis Mansion was put on the table by the royal party, just in time to take her out.

After Mrs. Hua married Dong Zhong, her daughter Dong Shumin, although she had Hua blood, did not belong to the royal family. In the past, there was a king of the apocalypse, and no one dared to offend. Now that the apocalypse has fallen, who is still afraid of her? Although Dong Junshou is a feudal official, his rank is much worse than that of Wu Weihou.

The officialdom is shady, high-sounding on the surface, and secretly flies and dogs. Even if he suffers a dumb loss, he rarely tears his face in public, but he just uses a knife behind his back.

I don't have this scruples, so I'll talk about it later.

Dong Shumin rushed to the top angrily, covered with frost, and took off the sword at his waist.

Drawing a sword means killing people in the street, the nature is very serious, and she is preparing to use the sword with a sheath as a stick.