The shortbread is immediately remedied.

"Miss, the slave maid suddenly came to her senses, and felt that the gods and ghosts were really ridiculous, and the slave maid will help you find out if there are any adults who are exquisite, in their early twenties, strong in martial arts, eyes above the top, and prefer to walk at night, and strive to let you know yourself and the enemy, and take him down in one fell swoop."

Ji Qiao was in a very good mood when he heard this, and nodded, feeling that the idiom "enlightened" was used very exquisitely.

Ji Qiao went back to make up for sleep after breakfast, and when she woke up, she rummaged through all the weapons at the bottom of her box.

She lowered her head, hesitated between the open-ended nine-ring broadsword and the rusty poisonous needle, and for the first time began to think deeply about how the market in Licheng was collecting, whether it would be much worse than that in Shangjing.

Qiao Qiao rarely thinks about these "serious things", but God doesn't seem to see her "serious", and when she is deep in thought, he suddenly arranges for a tearful face to appear.

Ji Qiao looked at the "endless" little tears on her face for a long time, and then remembered that her father was still waiting for "breath".

So Miss Ji put down the "rags" in her hand, touched Ji Chi's head with great distress, and comforted: "Dad, the owner of the pharmacy said that there is no arsenic in this solar term, and it will not be available until winter." I paid you a deposit of half a pound of rat poison yesterday, and that thing has to be fried freshly, and no matter how anxious you are, you will have to wait until noon the day after tomorrow to eat it. Ji Chi cried even more when he heard this, and pulled her away without saying a word.

Ji Qiao saw that this was going in the direction of the market, and his heart immediately became cold, and he hurriedly stopped him: "Dad, the owner of the pharmacy is over eighty years old, isn't it bad for you to wear an official uniform to smash other people's signboards like this?" Besides, he is also the son of the second uncle of the third aunt of Licheng County, and he is somewhat nepotistic, so you ...... over like this."

"You don't bluff me." Ji Chi glared at her, "How old is the Licheng County Order, and the son of his third aunt's uncle is eighty years old?" Are you really a fool to be your father?"

"The third aunt and the county order...... Well... Sister and brother love. Ji Qiao replied weakly, and suddenly felt that his attainments in the ability to adapt to improvisations were really low to dust, and he must improve it in the future.

Ji Chi looked up at the sky, with mixed feelings in his heart, his daughter spent all her already unbright brain on this in order to coax him.

"Don't go to the pharmacy." As he spoke, his father dragged her through the alley of a market without stopping, and kept going, until at last he turned into a wide official road.

Ji Qiao knew that once her father became stubborn, even ten cows would not be able to pull it back, but seeing him pass by in front of the pharmacy without squinting, Ji Qiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, then when she saw the familiar official road, the familiar palace wall, and the familiar three big characters "Lingkun Palace", she felt that she should take her father back to smash the signboard of the pharmacy.

"Qiaoqiao, they all say that death is lighter than Hongmao, and it is heavier than Mount Tai, although the father is not strong, but he still wants to choose the latter."

The guard of honor rested in Licheng because it was rainy for days and inconvenient to travel, and now that it is sunny, it is estimated that it will set off on a cloudy day to go up the mountain, and the loss of the mountain spirit stone can not be hidden. Although he has nothing to offer, he must not burden his daughter in order to keep a whole corpse, not to mention that his daughter is so filial and thinks about him everywhere.

Ji Chi came over this time, just to take the initiative to sue King Duan and strive for leniency. Thinking that he has served the court conscientiously for more than ten years, it should not be too embarrassing for Qiao Qiao to come to the official family.

Ji Chi stood under the gilded plaque of Lingkun Palace, with a solemnity on his face that is rarely seen on weekdays.

The coffin that his daughter had prepared for him had already been returned, and even if he had really bought rat poison, he couldn't eat it. As the saying goes, the king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die, and when the king doesn't let you, who dares to die? Before the matter was over, he died of laughter, and he knew what the end would be when he thought about the emperor's face.