The so-called prime minister's domestic slave seven-rank official, Lu Deshui, the governor's secretary, is not only a seven-rank official, many times he represents Song Qingsong's face. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

What's more, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, Pan Xiaoxian scolded Lu Deshui in front of Song Qingsong, which is not much different from scolding Song Qingsong.

With Song Qingsong's self-cultivation, he couldn't help but change his face slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Song Jiaju was stunned, you must know that even he didn't dare to insult Lu Deshui casually, before he and Pan Xiaoxian gave a thumbs up with a sense of banter, but he also admired Pan Xiaoxian's courage, but now he shook his head in disappointment - who would admire a dead man?

Seeing that Song Qingsong was speechless, Lu Deshui comprehended the spirit of his superiors, and immediately turned around and waved at the four black-suited bodyguards: "What are you doing in a daze?" This kid is involved in dangerous fraud, and the amount is huge, so he will be arrested and sent to the police station! ”

Song Qingsong's speechlessness was his tacit attitude, because he already had a preconceived idea that Pan Xiaoxian was a liar, so he didn't think he had anything too much - besides, it was already very fair to send him to the police station, at least he didn't abuse the lynching, but handed it over to the law to sanction.

Two of the four bodyguards in black suits were motionless, still protecting Song Qingsong closely, and the other two were approaching Pan Xiaoxian from left to right.

Originally, these two people were completely covered up when they were behind Song Qingsong, but when they walked out from behind Song Qingsong, it was as if two sneaking wolves showed their hideous claws, and it seemed that two swords were unsheathed and bloomed with cold sharpness!

Now you should know that you are afraid, right? Song Jiaju looked at Pan Xiaoxian with interest, but unexpectedly found that Pan Xiaoxian was not panicked, and even stood motionless, but his eyes covered by bangs showed an indifferent and demonic light.

"Hum—"

At this time, suddenly an air sports car swooped over like lightning, and it turned out to be extremely difficult to hover on the ground and then flick its tail and land, which made the two black suit bodyguards subconsciously stop their movements, and quickly returned to Song Qingsong's side, staring at the empty car as if facing a great enemy, their duty is to put Song Qingsong's life safety first.

Song Qingsong's face sank, old dean, what else can you do? I don't want you to spare even a fly, but you can't let go of such a big car!

The empty car door opened like wings, and I saw a short winter melon old man pounce out at once, his face was pale and staggered and pointed at Song Qingsong: "Unfilial piety - vomit!" ...... vomit"

The old man didn't finish a word, he bent over his knees with his hands on his knees, hunched his back, and vomited wildly.

"Dad!"

Song Qingsong was taken aback, he didn't care about his identity as the governor, he hurriedly ran over to support Song Yuanqiao, who was vomiting, and gently patted Song Yuanqiao's back, even if the filth splashed on his trousers and leather shoes, he didn't care, and said distressedly: "Dad, what are you doing here?" ”

"Grandpa!"

Song Jiaju also hurriedly ran over and supported Song Yuanqiao from the other side, he didn't know the content of the call between Song Qingsong and Song Yuanqiao, so he wondered why his grandfather suddenly rushed over? And as soon as I came, I scolded my father, what was there in the middle that I didn't know?

Seeing this, Pan Xiaoxian also hurriedly walked over slowly, he couldn't get up in a hurry, so he could only walk like this, with heavy steps, but the four black suit bodyguards blocked Pan Xiaoxian's way intentionally or unintentionally, and stared at Pan Xiaoxian with vigilant eyes.

"I don't need your fake kindness, vomit ......" Song Yuanqiao shook off Song Qingsong and Song Jiaju's support with a child's temper, and beckoned to Pan Xiaoxian while spitting: "Xiaoxian, come here, vomit ......"

An old man spoke, and the four black suit bodyguards all looked at Song Qingsong in embarrassment, Song Qingsong nodded helplessly slightly, and the four black suit bodyguards immediately understood and got out of the way, and walked in front of Song Yuanqiao step by step by Pan Xiaoxian.

Stretched out his hand to support Song Yuanqiao, Pan Xiaoxian gently stroked the old man's back - he didn't dare to use a slap, if he slapped the old man and vomited blood, he would be a fool.

"Humph! You almost didn't shoot me! Song Yuanqiao took the time to glance at Song Qingsong while spitting: "Look at Xiaoxian, learn a little!" ”

Song Qingsong was so angry that he almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood - is this kid engaged in pyramid schemes or selling insurance?

Look what it has become to brainwash my dad, a high-level intellectual! Old man! I'm your own child, okay!

Song Jiaju was even more stunned, it was so amazing!

Everyone is flirting, you are a flirtatious master!

If I have your business level, why worry about thousands of people not succeeding?

"Dad, what are you in a hurry...... Song Qingsong, as a filial son, could only lower his eyebrows and persuade him with good words next to him: "If you want to see me, won't I just go to see you with a phone call, and I still need you to suffer this crime?" ”

"Whew! Aren't you bastard out of the service area? Song Yuanqiao finally vomited, helped Pan Xiaoxian straighten up, pointed at the tip of Song Qingsong's nose and shouted, "Didn't I come to you outside the service area?" ”

Song Qingsong's old face turned red, old man, why do you remember this stalk?

"Humph! Knowing the son Mo Ruo's father, as soon as you play this set, I know that your kid is tired! Sure enough, I checked, and your car was nearby! I hurriedly found a rich second generation in the class to pull me over, and I hurriedly hurried to catch up, and finally caught up, if I was one step late, my precious apprentice would have to let you be a scourge! Song Yuanqiao was so angry that his body trembled.

The corners of the lips of the rich second-generation students who ran to him twitched: He is also a classmate, he is a "baby apprentice", and I am the "rich second generation in the class", teacher, your heart and eyes are biased......

"Dad!" Song Qingsong was really angry and anxious, originally he didn't want to disobey his father, but his father was fooled by a little liar, how could he bear this breath? Besides, he doesn't want to watch his father be deceived again, and if he continues to be deceived, he is afraid that the coffin book will be gone!

"He's a liar!" Song Qingsong gritted his teeth and pointed at Pan Xiaoxian and Song Yuanqiao had a showdown: "Dad! Do you really think he's trying to learn that old aerobics from you? What's so much about your old age's aerobics? What's the use of learning?

"Didn't you notice that he had only been studying with you for a month, and your King's Black Gold Card was his? After a few months of study, do we have to change the name of our real estate certificate to his? If we go to school for a year, our family will have to beg on the streets, right? ”

"What are you talking about, bastard?" Song Yuanqiao was so angry that his face turned green: "You're not scolding him for being a liar, you are clearly scolding your father for being a fool!" ”

"No, no, Dad, I don't mean that, I'm just making an analogy......" As soon as the old man was furious, Song Qingsong suddenly withered.

"What is geriatric aerobics?" Song Yuanqiao was so angry that he slapped Song Qingsong on the back of the head: "That's called Tai Chi!" ”

Song Yuanqiao has no hobbies in his life, just loves to play tai chi. Song Qingsong's words were simply insulting to him, and he shouted angrily: "What's the matter? I just gave him the card, what's wrong? He's my apprentice! I'm glad to give it to him! ”

Groove ...... Song Qingsong's dignified governor scolded his mother in his heart, old man, if you want to say this, I won't fight with you, we are mules and horses come out for a walk!

"Dad, that's it, since you said that this little liar ......" Song Qingsong said this, Song Yuanqiao glared, and Song Qingsong was so frightened that he quickly changed his words: "Since you said that this young man is the heir of your mantle, he has learned your old age...... Tai Chi, how about we let him do it again? Let's all open our eyes and see what level your precious apprentice is! ”

"Huh!" Song Yuanqiao sneered, he knew the bottom of his heart, although his apprentice was a little stupid, but he had learned all the forty-eight styles of Taijiquan, although he still needed to carve it more carefully and pick it well, but it would definitely be no problem to play a complete set.

"Wait a minute!" Song Jiaju, who had never grasped the right to speak, suddenly stood up at this time, glanced at Pan Xiaoxian playfully, and said, "Grandpa! Father! What level can you see when you play alone? I think only two people can really reflect the level when they practice! ”

Well done! Song Qingsong secretly gave his son a thumbs up, worthy of Lao Tzu's species, God assisted at the critical moment!

"Well, Jiaju has a point, Dad, if you look at this, my bodyguards will also be two-handed country tricks, three-legged cat kung fu, it's better to choose one of them to cheat with the little deceit...... The lad has ever done it? "Song Qingsong's perfect general.

"Good! It's all your own people, just point to the end, don't hurt the harmony, friendship first and competition second! Song Jiaju squeezed his eyebrows, and then glanced at his father, and the eyes of the two of them slapped their hands invisibly in the air.

Song Yuanqiao was very embarrassed, although he was very confident in his Taijiquan, but he also knew in his heart that Taijiquan had no offensive power, and the performance was okay, but what if he did it with others...... That's basically delivering food to the door and begging for light abuse......

Just when the old man was thinking of what wording could make this come true, Pan Xiaoxian had already taken the initiative to stand up: "Okay, but I have one condition!" ”

"You say!" Song Qingsong couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, I agreed to whatever conditions you had, as long as you were willing to fight, let my bodyguards beat you with a chrysanthemum when the time came, and then I would expose your ugly face to face, and see how you fooled my dad!

"Apologies!" The corners of Pan Xiaoxian's mouth hooked up a wicked smile: "You keep saying that I am a liar, saying that I am not here to learn boxing and apprentice - well, if I defeat your bodyguard with the forty-eight style Taijiquan I learned from my master, I want you to apologize to me!"

"Apologize to me for framing me as a liar! I also apologize to my master for you still framing my master for being a fool! ”

Pan Xiaoxian's request really made Song Qingsong feel depressed in his heart, Song Qingsong is the governor of the dignified mountain city, the official of the feudal territory, except for his father, even in front of the federal president, he has never said a soft word!

Asking him to apologize to Pan Xiaoxian makes him sadder than killing him!

[Thank you for the rewards of the two brothers relife (1000) and Shao Xinling (100), hug them one by one, and welcome the return of the relife brothers to the organization~ In addition, I have to say that the writing cycle of a book is very long, one year, two years or longer, the author is also a human being, with seven emotions and six desires, and all kinds of troubles, it is impossible to maintain the same state every day, so if sometimes the occasional pretending is not fresh and refined, and the face is not coquettish and chic, please bear with me. It's like if you have a beautiful girlfriend, you can't dump her just because she has two pimples on her face today, right? After two days of acne subsidence, isn't that still a big beauty, right? 】