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Yan Qingyu and the others worked hard day and night for a few days, and then arrived at the boundary of Huacheng County.

"Master, I have already arrived at the boundary of Huacheng, and I will go one more way, passing through several mountains, and the area in front of me is Ningbei." Moting Road.

Yan Qingyu sat on the horse and nodded slightly.

"Master, you have been traveling day and night for the past few days, you must be tired, if you don't rest in Huacheng County for a day, it's not too late to set off tomorrow." Mo Qiu proposed.

"Even if the master is not tired, this horse can't bear it, and it has lost a lot of weight." Mo Ting pouted.

Yan Qingyu turned his head and glanced at him, "You kid feels sorry for the horse, and you don't feel sorry for Bendu, Bendu loves you in vain, and Moqiu is the most considerate." ”

"The master is the heart and liver of his subordinates, can his subordinates feel sorry for their masters?" Mo Ting said with a hippie smile.

Yan Qingyu didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned his head and instructed Mo Qiu: "Let the brothers live in the Huacheng Post Station tonight, eat and drink enough, and set off tomorrow, remember to let the post house groom feed our horses." ”

"Yes, don't worry, master." Mo Qiu nodded.

"Master, as soon as our men and horses arrive at the Huacheng Station, I am afraid that the prefect of Huacheng will receive the news and immediately run to flatter and greet him, there will be delicious food tonight, we are the official sent by the capital, which local official is not flattering? The last time I passed through Liucheng, the prefect of Liucheng bowed his head and waist, and his subordinates looked tired. Moting said with a hippie smile.

Yan Qingyu frowned and glared at him, and kicked him without saying a word, Mo Ting almost fell off his horse, and complained with an aggrieved face: "Master, can we not kick people every time?" The subordinates have just changed into a new dress, and the master will do this again, and he will have to make a few more new clothes for his subordinates when he goes back. ”

"The beauty of thought!" Yan Qingyu glanced at him, didn't bother to take care of him, and continued to drive the horse.

Mo Qiu was amused for a while, and turned his head to look at Mo Ting, "The master likes to be clean, and he hates socializing with those officials the most, and you don't know it." ”

Mo Ting pouted.

An Wanqing sat on the wooden box, alone in a bored daze.

The two teams soon arrived at the Huacheng Post Station, and the officials guarding the city at the post station cooperated with Mo Qiu and Mo Ting to settle everyone down.

"It's still early, let's go, accompany the governor to the Huacheng market, I heard that Huacheng County is named after birch trees, I don't know if there are birch trees in this city." Yan Qingyu got off the horse, came to An Wanqing, and said seriously.

An Wanqing was stunned for a moment, raised her head and looked at him inexplicably, "The governor wants to go to the city, but do you want to buy anything?" ”

"It's still early, just take a walk." Yan Qingyu put her hands behind her back and replied simply and clearly.

Thinking that staying at the post station was really boring, and it was okay to do anything, An Wanqing thought about it and nodded, "It's okay." ”

"Master, do you want to go shopping with her? This...... Isn't that right......" Mo Qiu interrupted.

"Master, my subordinates also want to go, do you want my subordinates to accompany you?" Mo Ting hurriedly stood up and asked.

Yan Qingyu's pupils dilated, glared at the two of them, and ordered: "Honestly stay at the post station for the Governor, if you dare to leave half a step, the Governor will ......"

Without waiting for Yan Qingyu to finish speaking, Mo Ting hurriedly said: "Your subordinates are not by your side to protect you, don't worry!" ”

Yan Qingyu habitually kicked him, crying and laughing on his face, "Joke!" Which time did you go out and not protect you? Do you need your protection? Get out of the way! ”

"Master......" Mo Ting was kicked to the ground, his whole face was depressed, his face was embarrassed, and he complained: "Master, can you save some face for your subordinates, a group of small soldiers are watching!" ”

Yan Qingyu raised her eyebrows at him and smiled, "Don't talk!" ”

The corners of Mo Ting's mouth twitched, and he stroked his forehead speechlessly.

Mo Qiu frowned, "Master, presumably the city guard will send someone to inform the prefect of Huacheng in a while, if you are not there......"

"If the prefect of Huacheng comes, you will help the governor to entertain first." After Yan Qingyu finished speaking, he didn't bother to take care of the two of them, and walked towards the city gate with his hands behind his back.

An Wanqing nodded politely at Mo Qiu and Mo Ting, and was just about to catch up with Yan Qingyu, but who knows, Mo Ting grabbed her and warned, "You'd better be honest!" Also, take care of my master! ”

An Wanqing quietly took his hand away and smiled lightly, "Don't worry, the safety of your master is wrapped in the body below, and there is definitely a hair missing!" ”

"It's good to know." Mo Tingbai glanced at her.

"Don't catch up yet." Yan Qingyu walked out of a distance and reminded sharply.

An Wanqing hurriedly followed.

"Why don't you talk these days?" Yan Qingyu asked as she stepped forward with her hands behind her back.

Hearing the voice, An Wanqing's heart was pounding, a little faintly painful, and she pretended to be calm and casual, "Is there one?" It's always been like this under it. ”

"I'm worried all day, don't you want to fight Ben Du again?" Yan Qingyu is not salty or light.

An Wanqing sneered, "The Overseer is really narcissistic. ”

Yan Qingyu was just about to speak, when he saw a group of ordinary people running forward in unison, he felt a little strange in his heart, and grabbed an old lady casually.

"What's going on? Where are you going? ”

"Someone died, I heard that the son of our prefect is angry." The old lady looked lively.

"Angry?" Yan Qingyu was stunned.

"Oh, don't talk about it, I'll go and see......" The old lady said halfway and ran forward.

Yan Qingyu and An Wanqing glanced at each other and grinned, "The son of the prefect of Huacheng? Isn't it a good show for this old man to open a court trial for his son? ”

"It seems that the county yamen of the prefect of Huacheng is in front, let's go and have a look." An Wan Qingdao.

"The drama of righteous killing relatives is indeed uncommon, but I don't know if the prefect of Huacheng will protect the calf." Yan Qingyu clasped her hands in front of her chest and pouted.

An Wanqing sneered.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Qingyu frowned at her.

"I'm really unlucky to laugh at this birch prefect." An Wanqing is not salty or light.

"That's just as well." Yan Qingyu smiled wittily.

"Even if he wants to protect the calf, but he has no choice but to meet you today, the overseer, and I am afraid that he can only kill his relatives in righteousness. If the overseer comes a day late, or a day early, I am afraid that the prefect of Huacheng may really protect the calf. An Wanqing said without being salty or light.

"What? In your eyes, the officials of my court have such no merit heart, and the four words of impartiality are hung on the mirror of the high hall! Yan Qingyu said.

"Impartially?" An Wanqing sneered, "Don't forget, that's his son!" ”

"The prince broke the law and was guilty of the same crime as the common people, if he dared to shield the criminal, I am afraid that this black gauze hat would not be wanted." Yan Qingyu snorted lightly.

An Wanqing looked up at him, and said nonchalantly: "So, this prefect of Huacheng is really unlucky, and today I met Lord Yan." ”

"Huh!" The corners of Yan Qingyu's mouth twitched, and she couldn't say a word when she choked on her.

"But is the Overseer an upright and impartial enforcer?" An Wanqing looked at him intently, and her heart ached faintly.

"Yes." Yan Qingyu's sonorous and powerful response.

Looking at each other, An Wanqing's nose was sour, her heart became painful, and she hurriedly put aside her gaze and continued to walk forward.

Are you? If you are, then why do you indiscriminately kill innocents, slaughter my whole house, and kill my father? Why didn't he enforce the law impartially and escort his father back to the capital? Why is this matter not closed?

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