"Little friend, I haven't seen you for a few days, are you okay, can you make your wish come true?" Alexander cordially pulled up the family routine.

"Don't mention it, brother, I'm annoying!" Maybe the aura of the two old men opposite was too strong, which made He Jinshui, who has always been extremely smart and exquisite, have a heart of worship, and he actually felt cordial, like a chatter, and narrated all kinds of things he saw and heard after the farewell of Shiclaw Peak.

He is very eloquent and good at adding fuel and vinegar, and he vividly outlines the wonderful clips in just a few words, which makes the two old men addicted.

He mentioned the tragic image of the elven women and children being abducted and sold, which made the two old men tremble and curse angrily.

When he talked about killing the bully Chiron and saving the good man Robin, the old men breathed a sigh of relief and applauded.

He Jinshui told the story of fighting wits and courage in the martial arts arena and fighting against the others, and the two old men looked upset and shouted.

Who doesn't have a heroic dream, chivalrous feelings in their hearts!

The old man is also a strong man in Rong Ma's life, and the story of the other party's experience in just a few days seems to be more exciting than what happened in half of his life.

This made him unconsciously have a sense of substitution, and equated it with the perfect self in his mind!

The old man finally knew that the purpose of the other party's trip was to meet the imperial monarch, to offer the loyalty of the Dawn tribes, and to seek trade. The old man touched his beard a little embarrassedly, and Gang Ze smiled brightly.

In the end, He Jinshui bitterly told the other party that the diplomatic documents were maliciously put on the table by Popov, forcing him to make another plan and sell all the forest elixirs and raw silk clothes that were originally used for tribute. The old man was stunned. A nameless anger burst out of my heart.

"These things sold today, singing and dancing, were originally intended to be dedicated to Your Majesty?" the old man cried. said with a painful face.

"That's right, I can't see the face of the sky, I can't come in a hurry, let's pay it back, we have to make some errand money!" He Jinshui said righteously, sighing for a long time.

From the old man's demeanor, he had already guessed that the other party might be inextricably linked with the royal family. Deliberately squeezed him, hoping to help.

"I'll kill Popov, this bastard!" The good thing is gone, and the old man's little universe explodes. "Bang". The slap slammed into the chair.

The force was too great, and the chair immediately fell apart. The old man let out an "ouch" and fell heavily to the ground, his butt hitting the ground. Frightened, the bodyguards cried and grabbed the ground. Scattered lifted him up.

"Old man. Are you alright?" He Jinshui moved a chair over and patted the dust off his body in a mock manner.

With crocodile tears in his mouth, He Jinshui bowed deeply, and muttered in his mouth: "Let's say goodbye to you, and we will return to the Dawn Forest tomorrow." Hey, this trip didn't go well, and from now on I was separated from my mother-in-law, which is really sad?"

Anyway. He hid his face with his hands and tried to rush downstairs. The old man suddenly said, "Wait!"

"Hey. There is a door!" He Jinshui was proud, but he made a sad face, and slowly turned around, tears in his eyes.

"If you want to see Tianyan, it's actually not difficult! I'll give you an idea, and after the matter is completed, do me a little favor, which can be regarded as a gratitude, how about it?" The old man forced a smile, his expression a little lewd.

"Deal!" He Jinshui stretched out his slap.

"Smack!" The palms intersected heavily, making a crunch sound.

"Come on, I'll give you some brains first. The old man stood up, cleared his throat, and briefly introduced the division of functions and routine affairs of the Foreign Affairs Bureau to He Jinshui in simple terms.

He believes that it is definitely a good thing for all dynasties to congratulate. Popov's attitude is either a personal vendetta or a bag in his head. He hinted vaguely: "How about you find a suitable reason to physically attack him, force him to submit, and obediently present the paperwork?"

The old man stroked his beard with a smile, and his face was colorful.

"It's not okay!" He Jinshui smiled bitterly, touched his nose and said: "Beating the important ministers of the empire is to kill the head!"

"Stupid, who told you to beat people! Scattering ashes, teasing your crotch, sticking your nostrils, poison, stuffy sticks, sacks, don't you know any of this?"

He Jinshui seemed to be stunned, covering his mouth with a look of disbelief.

"I don't want to listen to it, I don't want to pull it down!" the old man pretended to be angry, and wanted to walk away.

"Don't!" He Jinshui's face was sad, and his eyes flashed: "In case this kid comes to His Majesty to sue me, shouldn't he settle accounts after the autumn?"

"It's impossible, don't worry about it!" the old man waved his hand, "I'll support everything!"

"People are dead, I did it!" He Jinshui turned his heart sideways and stood up through gritted teeth.

Watching him go downstairs step by step, Gang Zecai smiled and said, "He wants to see you, just give him a chance, why bother?"

"Hmph, Popov is just self-serving, it's good to let him suffer a little!" The old man gritted his teeth, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, but he sighed bitterly in his heart: "My King Jinchuang, my thousand-year-old life!"

He Jinshui returned to the inn, and everyone was sitting together, elated. Especially Andy and several elf beauties earned a lot of money after a day of hard work, and they suddenly became confident and radiant.

When they saw He Jinshui enter the house, they quickly got up and saluted, with a look of reverence.

"Guys, the deal is on the door!" He Jinshui said as he sat down, looked around, and tapped his knuckles.

......

The sun had just risen, revealing the whiteness of the fish's belly in the distant sky, and a few rays of sunlight were scattered through the clouds to the earth.

On the originally quiet street, the sound of footsteps gradually sounded, accompanied by the cries of vendors, the nods and greetings between acquaintances, and the roaring of livestock. There are more and more pedestrians on the street, and the busy day begins.

Popov walked out of the house with his briefcase in his hand. The coachman hurriedly bent down, nodded and bowed, lifted the lotus canopy of the carriage, and helped the other party to step on.

"Foreign Affairs Bureau!" Popov said his destination, slowly closing his eyes, mentally calculating the matter.

"The cabinet is about to be replaced, the court is turbulent, and everyone is dreaming!"

"Since the prime minister's mentor has strong support, I should take advantage of the victory to pursue and plan well. "He was calm on the outside, but deep down there was a fire that illuminated his ambitions.

"Civil Affairs Officer Shi Stone, the teacher's dog legs, can make good friends, and Sheriff Rand, also ......" Just as he was ambitiously planning his own promotion, "Bang!", the car shook violently, and the coachman screamed "Oops".

"You don't have long eyes, can you walk!" the driver roared, furious, and shouted loudly. The seven-rank official in front of the prime minister, as the henchman of the old man, is naturally full of official authority.

"Walk too fast to stop!" said a lazy voice.

"I'm sorry, it's over? My lord is an important minister of the state, can you people who are going to fight against him?" The coachman's voice became more and more arrogant, and finally turned into a threat: "Kneel down and kowtow three times, otherwise you will look good!" (To be continued.) )