The next day, Kyoto Prefectural Government.

Feng Wuwu yawned, sat on the stone steps at the entrance of the mansion with Erlang's legs crossed, and took a nap.

Qingluan held the hem of her clothes in one hand, and smashed the stones she had picked up in the middle of the night one by one and smashed them on the drum of grievances.

"Childe, you said early in the morning, is anyone willing to deal with us?"

Qingluan threw a wave of stones, a little tired, shook off the stones on his clothes, and sat at Feng Wuwu's feet.

Feng Wuwu opened his sleepy eyes and stretched out happily, "What time is it?" ”

"The end of the day."

"Hmm. It just happened to be a good time to have breakfast. Feng Wuwu cheered up, slowly walked to the front of the drum, clenched one hand into a fist, and smashed the drum surface into a pit with a "boom".

Qingluan's eyes widened, and he said incredulously, "Childe, you are a good cow!" Powerful as an ox! ”

As soon as her voice fell, the officials in the government opened the door with a scolding and scolding, "It's so noisy, and you don't let people sleep?" ”

"The official cares about the food? My son-in-law is hungry. Qingluan said especially straightforwardly, looking quite sincere.

Feng Wuwu twitched the corners of her mouth wildly, she suddenly felt that her little maid was very funny, she looked thin and tender, but in fact, her skin was quite thick.

The official rolled his eyes and said in an unkind tone, "Are you sick?" ”

"I'm not sick." Qingluan said categorically, "If you don't believe it, you can check the pulse yourself." ”

"Neuropathy."

The official muttered, Xu saw that Qingluan was good-looking, so he didn't rudely drive her away.

At the end, he glanced at Feng Wuwu, who was standing in the drum of grievances, and asked out loud, "What are the grievances?" ”

"Master killed someone."

Feng Wuwu pointed to the female corpse on the ground, whose body was already cold and dead, and said lightly.

The servant glanced at the female corpse on the ground in surprise, looked at Feng Wuwu strangely, and his face sank slightly, "Come in." ”

Hearing this, Qingluan muttered in a low voice, "The Yamen's rice is really not good!" If you don't make a mistake, you can't easily enter these six doors. ”

Feng Wuwu's robe was lightly flailing, and he was very comfortable wearing the clothes he had brought from King Jin's Mansion last night, and strode across the rather high threshold of the yamen.

Since King Jin has attacked her, she must avenge this revenge.

The theft of clothes last night should be all begged for interest.

However, what she didn't expect at all was that what she stole happened to be King Jin's court clothes!

As soon as she walked into the main hall, the tea in the mouth of the magistrate sitting on the high seat spurted out.

"You, who are you?" Zhixian got up and looked at the young man in front of him in dismay.

"It doesn't matter who you are. The important thing is that the master killed the individual. ”

"Bold!"

Zhixian straightened his back, grabbed the startling wood with one hand, and slammed it on the table, his face was particularly solemn.

"Quickly send someone to inform the regent, and the lord personally killed the Jiangyang female thief who broke into the regent's mansion the night before yesterday."

Feng Wuwu ascended to the high hall, and naturally sat on the vacant master's seat, crossed Erlang's legs, swallowed melon seeds, and calmly and calmly.

Zhixian obviously didn't believe what Feng Wuwu said, and pointed to the clothes on her body and said, "Say, how can you have King Jin's court clothes?" ”

"Imperial clothes?"

Feng Wuwu was stunned, lowered his eyes and glanced at the blue brocade dress on his body, he only felt graceful and luxurious, but he never thought that it was the court dress of King Jin, and he was even more proud in his heart.

It seems that she has a good eye.

actually picked the court dress at a glance.

"Yesterday, it was a little cold for the murderer to be arrested. When I passed through King Jin's Mansion, I specially asked for a robe. Although King Jin didn't know about this, if he learned that the Lord had captured the female thief that the regent wanted to catch, he would definitely be moved, and he would backhand ten more court clothes. ”

Feng Wuwu said confidently, so that the county also felt that what she said made some sense.

Therefore, he only secretly instructed the officials to go to the Regent's Mansion and the Jinwang Mansion respectively to report the matter.

At this moment, a man in red shook a folding fan and hummed a little song and stepped into the yamen lobby.

He walked straight towards Feng Wuwu, a pair of smiling Danfeng eyes with a hint of drunkenness.

"Master Fu, did you sleep well last night?" When the magistrate saw Fu Yeshen, he smiled.

Clear-eyed people can see at a glance that the county has bad intentions for this delicate and beautiful master.

Feng Wuwu looked at Fu Yeshen with interest, and the word "demon" suddenly appeared in his mind.

He has a slightly similar temperament to Jun Moran.

However, Jun Mo is like a demon who has come out of the Infernal Hell, and wherever he goes, it must be dark.

Fu Yeshen is more like a demon in the rolling red dust, charming but not vulgar.

"Where did I come from, a handsome boy, who dared to steal the Jin Dynasty uniform, it was the famous General Feng Xiao a few days ago." Fu Yeshen propped his hands on the desk in front of Feng Wuwu, and there was an obvious trace of interest in the bewitching Danfeng's eyes.

Feng Wuwu was slightly unhappy, she felt that the east was not kind to this place, and there were femme fatales everywhere.

She still didn't know where the Master Fu in front of her came from, and her old background was stripped away.