Are you really good here? ”

On the observation deck, Du Haoqian said lightly.

He looks ahead, but he understands and understands.

"How?" Duan Haochu also said lightly, "I'm annoyed?" ”

"Where?" Du Hao laughed heartily, but in the next second, his face returned to seriousness, opened a barrier, and spoke in a deep voice.

"The officials are now in a mess, but you are still staying with me, is it okay?"

In fact, Du Haoqian really wanted to ask, is this appropriate?

Glancing sideways at the increasingly unfathomable friends around him, Du Haoqian finally didn't ask.

After the woman left, Duan Haochu seemed to be getting farther and farther away from their former friends, the world's Taoist officials were young but calm, but there were still a few people alive who knew about it.

This man is not a teenager or an adult.

Who in this world is young and old?

"It's okay," Duan Haochu spoke, without the slightest hint of nervousness on his face, "Elder Fang Pavilion is sitting in the Formation Officials Department at this time, and I will do something to block the Pavilion Elder again." ”

Du Haoqian's pupils shrank, and there were countless articles in this sentence, but the next moment Duan Haochu spoke again, "What's more, the officials still have the supervising master of the imperial history at this time, so there is no need to worry." ”

Du Haoqian looked back in amazement and found that Duan Haochu actually had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You ......"

The deputy examiner seems to be hollowed out, but in fact, there is still a backhand.

Du Haoqian only vaguely knew that the Ministry of Officials was monolithic under Duan Haochu, and if it wasn't for Duan Haochu's letting go, it would be difficult for even if he was as expensive as an old man to mobilize the people of the Ministry of Officials, let alone enter the room, but Fang Bonian was sitting in the Ministry of Officials at this time......

Du Haoqian suddenly had a bold idea, could it be that Duan Haochu pretended to delegate power and let Fang Bonian go deep into the ministry and control part of the process of the examination, but in fact, it was ......

And the overseer who suddenly plugged in...... Du Haoqian suddenly had a very bad idea in his heart.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Du Haoqian spoke stiffly.

"What do I want to do?" Duan Haochu repeated, and the next moment, he smiled slightly.

It's not him who really does something.

But he can do it.

"Let everything be revealed."

Du Haoqian looked up at the wind-blown platform, and at this moment, a loud bell rang in his ears.

In the midst of the bell, Duan Haochu looked at the scorching sun rising into the middle of the sky.

The last sentence of the letter from Huizhou appeared in front of his eyes.

There is a scorching sun in the sky, and then there are those who chase the sun.

And all he can do is.

Spread everything out into the sun.

Let the world judge.

……

……

When everything was revealed, the people outside the official department could only watch all this in amazement, but the result of this unexpected delay was destined to be unable to catch up with the speed of the decisive battle.

"Everything can only be known at the end?"

Monk Xuezhai looked at the back of Song Huaizhu who was stepping up to the high platform and muttered.

At the time when the results of the essay examination had not yet arrived.

Sixteen bells outside the Jixia School Palace have already sounded in unison.

And the entire Fusu Mountain began to shake.

"It's ......"

Looking at the black shadows that seeped into the crowd like countless flowing waters, Nian Huazang was stunned and spoke.

Many of the first-time examinees also gasped and looked around.

Zhu Luan straightened his body quietly, and then turned back as if he had a feeling.

Crossing the crowd, I saw those black eyes.

The captain in black armor only showed a pair of eyes from the armor, but those eyes looked at her intently.

It's time to come.

"Eight hundred black-armored guards open the way, such a formation ......"

Hong Shan, who was beside Duan Lizheng, couldn't suppress the shock in his heart and muttered.

……

……

(After the anti-theft seal, the pigeon half an hour, half an hour)

said with a flattering smile, "The ninth girl is really a woman, she doesn't let her eyebrows, this stick method is really amazing, does the girl's stick method have a name?" ”

Zhu Luan replied quietly: "Dog beating stick method." ”

"Uh......" The official stumbled under his feet, feeling that it was difficult to accept this.

Young Master Wang, who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, only felt that his legs hurt even more.

"Who ...... you little girl scolding", before he finished speaking, Zhu Luan glanced at him, and Young Master Wang's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

"The one who knows the times is Junjie, and then clean her up" He looked at his swollen old legs and thought aggrievedly.

Tuesday and Duan Lizheng stood on the edge of the crowd, and Tuesday only felt that his breath was blocked in his chest, and he couldn't go up or down.

"This ...... How could this little girl be a good man, it's really a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse......" he was saying, when he suddenly noticed that his friend was looking at him with the eyes of a blind man.

"What's the matter? Where did I say it wrong? Women, dancing sticks can also scare Wang Shao's waste, what kind of stick method, it's really not a shame......"

"It's not a stick method." Duan Lizheng interrupted him.

Duan Lizheng commented on the girl in the center of the crowd, she put the iron rod on the ground, folded her hands on the end of the rod, and stood there quietly.

The wind came from all directions, blowing the black hair hanging from her shoulders, and she stood here quietly, deaf to the gossip of the onlookers.

She owns something called atmospheric.

Even in this kind of comical market picture.

Duan Lizheng always felt that the girl's temperament reminded him of some people who had nothing to do with these scenes now, such as his brother, his mentor, and even the grandmaster he saw from afar when he was young.

"It's not a stick method." He muttered.

"It's swordsmanship." He said in his heart.

Very clever swordsmanship. But in what she was beaten into a smoothie is,

In her previous life, she was Duan Haochu's fiancée, and Miss Zhu Jiu, who was worn in this life, was the fiancée of Duan Haochu's brother Duan Lizheng. I wanted to dissolve the marriage contract, but out of doubts about the death of my previous life and the ridicule of the Duan family, I gave up the dissolution of the marriage contract, and made a vow that if he lost to himself one day, he would break the marriage contract.

"Taking other people's things as favors, he has such a big face."

You can only find other places, here first on the water. said with a flattering smile, "The ninth girl is really a woman, she doesn't let her eyebrows, this stick method is really amazing, does the girl's stick method have a name?" ”

Zhu Luan replied quietly: "Dog beating stick method." ”

"Uh......" The official stumbled under his feet, feeling that it was difficult to accept this.

Young Master Wang, who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, only felt that his legs hurt even more.

"Who ...... you little girl scolding", before he finished speaking, Zhu Luan glanced at him, and Young Master Wang's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

"The one who knows the times is Junjie, and then clean her up" He looked at his swollen old legs and thought aggrievedly.

Tuesday and Duan Lizheng stood on the edge of the crowd, and Tuesday only felt that his breath was blocked in his chest, and he couldn't go up or down.

"This ...... How could this little girl be a good man, it's really a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse......" he was saying, when he suddenly noticed that his friend was looking at him with the eyes of a blind man.

"What's the matter? Where did I say it wrong? Women, dancing sticks can also scare Wang Shao's waste, what kind of stick method, it's really not a shame......"

"It's not a stick method." Duan Lizheng interrupted him.

Duan Lizheng commented on the girl in the center of the crowd, she put the iron rod on the ground, folded her hands on the end of the rod, and stood there quietly.

The wind came from all directions, blowing the black hair hanging from her shoulders, and she stood here quietly, deaf to the gossip of the onlookers.

She owns something called atmospheric.

Even in this kind of comical market picture.

Duan Lizheng always felt that the girl's temperament reminded him of some people who had nothing to do with these scenes now, such as his brother, his mentor, and even the grandmaster he saw from afar when he was young.

"It's not a stick method." He muttered.