He Denglou had just taken a few steps, Leng Linjiang stopped him again, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Then bring the stasis medicine left by Ah Qi." ”

He Denglou sighed: "Shaoyin, when will Boss Yao come back." ”

Leng Linjiang said: "It's about the end of the month, what are you doing with this?" Let's get on an errand. ”

He Denglou grabbed his hair bun, walked two steps, suddenly turned around, and stumbled: "This, Boss Yao didn't do it before, he offended Envoy Han, and he was humble, isn't he worried." ”

Leng Linjiang pursed his lower lip: "It's okay, Han Si Envoy is not such a small-bellied person." ”

He Denglou was relieved.

After a short time, Jian Yi returned with Jin Wuwei with a sharp dagger in his hand, the blade of which was narrow and narrow, and the faint light of the candle flame flowed above it like water waves.

Xie Mengxia was stunned by the cold light, flinched, and his face turned pale: "Ouch, no, is this going to chop off my hand?" ”

Leng Linjiang smiled and said: "Your Highness, calm down, it's okay, there is a commander here, and it won't hurt you." ”

Xie Mengxia was already frightened by the cold blade, no matter how Leng Linjiang coaxed and persuaded him, he just didn't care, buried his head in Leng Linjiang's arms, and cried endlessly, tears and snot covered Leng Linjiang's body.

Leng Linjiang was disgusted to death, he really wanted to give Xie Mengxia a slap, and he couldn't act so much.

But you can't really give Xie Mengxia a slap.

He endured and endured, his temper couldn't be better, but his mouth was threatening: "Your Highness, do you plan to carry this chain for the rest of your life?" Take it day and night, and take it with you when you go to Hualou?! ”

Xie Mengxia was stunned by Leng Linjiang like this, burped fiercely, stopped crying, pinched Leng Linjiang's sleeve and wiped his face, and pasted the tears and snot on the sleeve embroidered with cloud patterns, before he whispered timidly: "That, that, then cut it." ”

He saw the cold light flickering, and shuddered: "Commander, light, light." ”

Before the blade could slash over, he groaned, retracted his hand in fright, and wailed with tears: "Ouch, it hurts me to death." ”

Jian Yi coldly watched Xie Mengxia finish the whole scene alone, and his heart became more and more confused.

My father-in-law once said that His Royal Highness the King of Han is a man of great wisdom, where is this great wisdom?

Crying louder than others is great wisdom?

He said lightly: "Your Highness, the last general hasn't done it yet." ”

Xie Mengxia let out an "ah" and looked at his wrist: "Oh, you haven't done it yet?" With a bitter face, he stretched out his hand as if he were heroic, and turned his head and couldn't bear to look at it again: "Then, hurry up." ”

Jian Yi pursed his lips, he was not nervous, but he was a little nervous by Xie Mengxia's posture,

This tension inevitably made the hand shake a little, and the knife shook a little hard.

The cold back of the knife was attached to Xie Mengxia's wrist, inserted into the narrow gap between the iron chain and the wrist, the blade was attached to the iron chain, and as soon as there was a "zila" friction sound, he jumped up with a snort.

"Ouch, it's scary, ouch I can't make it." Xie Mengxia patted his thighs and cried very hard, his eyes were foggy and dripping with crying, looking pitiful.

Looking at these eyes, Jian Yizhen felt like a bully who bullied people.

He sighed, full of impatience, but no

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dared to reveal it, and only said with twelve points of respect: "Your Highness, if you are so shocked again, what you can't hurt will be hurt too." ”

Meng Suigu looked down at his wrist, except for a shallow mark on the back of the knife, there was no scar or anything like that.

His face flushed, and he said stupidly: "Oh, oh, Commander, definitely, must be tapped, tapped." ”

"Your Highness, rest assured." Jian Yi said expressionlessly, his hand raised the knife and fell, and with a click, the chain broke into two in response, and then fell to the ground with a clatter.

Xie Mengxia looked down at the two chains, then at the cold knife in Jian Yi's hand, and suddenly slipped out of the bed to the ground, staring at a pair of wet phoenix eyes, and howling for the rest of his life: "My life is so bitter, it's too scary." ”

Jian Yi opened his mouth slightly, looking at Xie Mengxia who was crying incessantly, crying tears and snot all over his face, he couldn't imagine how a person's tears could be so much, as inexhaustible as spring water, stop and come.

He really had nothing to say to a crying bag, looked up at Leng Linjiang and said, "Leng Shaoyin, that house has been searched inside and out, but nothing has been found." ”

This is expected, Leng Linjiang thanked him: "This whole night, the hard work of the commander has been done, and the rest of the things will be taken care of by a certain person, and the commander will go back to rest first, and when this matter is over, I will come to the door to thank you." ”

Jian Yi glanced at Leng Linjiang up and down, he knew that this person was a gentleman with a good reputation in the capital, but judging from the fact that His Royal Highness the King of Han was kidnapped, this person was not at all sloppy, and even insightful in the world, very shrewd, and did not look arrogant at all.

is a kind and polite little gentleman.

Jian Yi said a few more words to Leng Linjiang, and then left without stopping, he had to hurry back to his father-in-law Liu Shengsheng about the matter here, and one day the saint should be out of the customs, and the matter of His Royal Highness the King of Han being tied up must not be hidden from the saint.

Xie Mengxia was crying, there were no more tears, just sobbing from time to time, which sounded very pitiful.

Leng Linjiang glanced at Xie Mengxia, took a step back, sat on the Hu bed next to him, pouted and said mockingly: "Cousin, I admire you the most, why do you have so many tears, just come when you say it." ”

Xie Mengxia twisted the handkerchief and wiped his face, and said with a hippie smile: "This is called ability." ”

Leng Linjiang sighed, pouted at Xie Mengxia and said, "Your Highness, you still remember the appearance of the people who tied you, I will let people come in and draw a portrait." ”

Xie Mengxia collapsed in the bed as if he had no bones, and sighed: "I still remember that there was a person who came to deliver food every day, and the people who took care of me called him Yongda. ”

This title went through Leng Linjiang's mind, and he didn't have any impression, so he nodded: "Then I'll call someone, Your Highness wait." ”

Xie Mengxia nodded, lying lazily on the bed and dangling his toes, and when Leng Linjiang called someone in, he had already screamed.

I was already asleep.

Leng Linjiang shook his head helplessly and smiled, and ordered someone to carry Xie Mengxia to the bed, took off his clothes, shoes and socks, covered the brocade quilt, extinguished a few lights, and lit a stick of incense.

Seeing that there was nothing missing in the side hall, he walked out slowly.

When I walked out of the door, I saw Liu Jinghong standing under the tree, standing in the wind, the moonlight penetrating through the huge canopy, basking the ground with mottled brilliance.

"Done with everything?" Liu Jing

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Hong stayed up for a few days, his body and bones were a little unbearable, his voice was a little hoarse, and he asked in a dark voice.

"Why are you standing on this tuyere?" Leng Linjiang helped Liu Jinghong, walked slowly to the main hall, and whispered: "Adults don't care about their bodies too much. ”

Liu Jinghong sneered: "Yungui, you scare me by talking like this." ”

Leng Linjiang smiled, not feeling embarrassed at all: "What did the adults say, you have been worried a lot in the past two days, you are really tired, and the lower officials are really worried." ”

Liu Jinghong was like seeing a monster, staring at Leng Linjiang's smiling face, and he felt like he had seen a ghost.

He opened his mouth, and finally shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That's it, I'm a person who is about to die old, what do I care about so many idle things." ”

Leng Linjiang smiled as usual: "My lord, I still have to give the saint a break in this matter." ”

Liu Jinghong's eyes darkened, and his body shook.

First of all, the unlucky man of King Han was tied up, and then Leng Linjiang was coaxed and deceived, pulling him headlong into this unlucky thing, does this matter have anything to do with Jingzhao Mansion, no, no!!

Liu Jinghong was so hated that he almost slapped the table.

The workshop is under the management of Taichang Temple, and the King of Han is in the workshop, and Taichang Temple is duty-bound.

Why did he crash into the circle of right and wrong, but Taichang Siqing picked it all up.

He felt a big crater appear in front of him.

This is a pit, a pit, and the pits are all different.

Liu Jinghong glared at Leng Linjiang hatefully, his lips trembled violently, and he spit out a word for you: "You, Yungui, you calculate me." ”

Leng Linjiang did not change his color and heart did not beat, he still smiled, and said in a rambling voice: "My lord, what you said, how can the lower officials afford it, His Royal Highness the King of Han has returned safely, you have made a great contribution, not to mention the third-grade emerit, as soon as you hand over this letter, it will be the second-grade emeritus." ”

A white light flashed in Liu Jinghong's mind, how can the treatment of the second-grade emeritus be comparable to the third-grade emeritus, this is a praise of a class.

If he can really retire with two grades and benefit his children and grandchildren, this is something he never dared to think of before.

He laughed suddenly, patted Leng Linjiang's hand, and shook his head with a smile: "You, you, Yungui, you have this mouth, but when it comes to my heart." He turned his mind and narrowed a pair of slightly cloudy eyes: "Yungui, if you come to this fold, after I retire, the position of this Fu Yin will be yours." ”

Leng Linjiang smiled indifferently: "My lord, if the lower officials don't have this fold, the position of Fu Yin will not be someone else's." ”

Liu Jinghong choked for a moment, pulled his face, and snorted twice without smiling: "Yes, this Jingzhao Mansion, who can cross the clouds and return to you?" ”

The two walked through the main hall and walked to the public hall at the back, Leng Linjiang unfolded a fold, added water and ink to the inkstone, added ink to the tip of the pen, and handed it to Liu Jinghong, who smiled without allowing him to refuse: "My lord, early tomorrow morning, the lower official will hand the fold in." ”

Liu Jinghong grinded his teeth, although he was a little indignant in his heart, he had to admit that the pit Leng Linjiang dug for him was a good pit.

He also knew very well why Leng Linjiang refused to release this letter on his head.

He said helplessly: "Okay, I'll take this lead for you, and when you become the governor of the palace, I'll see what else you can do not take the lead." ”

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