Chapter 214 Seeking Benevolence and Obtaining Benevolence

"Let's talk to Yan Biyuan and let him stay here this month." Xu Yirang said to Mo Jinghui.

He and Mo Jinghui's carriage followed behind Yan Biyuan's carriage, and the distance between the security hall and the back street was very close, and the time for a stick of incense had arrived.

Before Mo Jinghui could reply, Yan Biyuan had already gotten out of the car. She jumped directly from the carriage and dragged Yan Biyuan almost roughly through the lobby of the Four Seas Inn.

"Miss Mo, slow down, shouldn't the accommodation be in the upstairs guest room?"

"No, who wants to live in that kind of small house, I chartered a courtyard room in the backyard." Mo Jinghui's feet don't stop.

The backyard sentry knew her, so he didn't intervene to stop her. As soon as the door was opened, there were seventeen or eighteen soldiers sitting in the courtyard.

Mo Jinghui pushed Yan Biyuan in.

"Locked up, no one can see me, I'll go to Qin Qianhu now to make up the words." Yan Biyuan's legs were weak.

"Miss Mo, you can't harm me."

"It's okay, you can't die, stay here now." Mo Jinghui raised the document written by the old man Yang.

The person who didn't accept it at night was even more polite, although the other party was a bad old man, two people still came up and went straight down.

"Shut it alone, don't let him make a noise."

"Don't worry, I'll give me the paperwork later." This group of non-closing teams is the same batch of students as Mo Jinghui, although the direction is different, but the auditorium has still been seen, not to mention that it is still such a rare beauty, and the impression is even more profound.

"Is this necessary?" Xu Yirang looked at Mo Jinghui who came out of Qin Junying's room in a daze.

Mo Jinghui didn't speak, but she saw Cao Liangyin walking back.

"Qin Tou again? I've got the catch back and asked him to make up a hole for me. ”

"Yamen, what do you want to say?" Xu Yirang hurriedly asked.

"What to say, who can do anything if you are missing a little catcher?" Cao Liangyin said casually. Mo Jinghui patted Xu Yirang,

"I'm going to go with Cao Liangyin in a while to see how the three of them take medicine, eat three snacks, and help me finish writing this time?"

"Six tons." Cao Liangyin said directly beside him. Before Xu Yirang could react, Qin Junying, who was dressed in Wanfu and full of satin, pushed open the door and walked out.

"Qianhu, I'll close ......" Cao Liangyin hadn't finished speaking, but Qin Junying waved his hand impatiently.

"People lock it up first, wipe their butts clean, put the paperwork on my desk, and I'll come back to make it up for you later." Then, he strode out.

Today is a big day, Bian Shiling made an appointment with Zhu Yousong for him. The luxurious carriage was much more comfortable than Jinyiwei's carriage, but when he arrived at Qijia Town, fifteen miles outside Luoyang City, he was still frightened by the battle of King Fu's prince.

Two huge tents of the army camp suddenly appeared in the wheat field, which was already a foot high, and a dirt road with two carriages parallel to the stone mills was opened from the main road, and the honor guard of the vassal king stood in front of the tent.

He was now a merchant, and no matter how luxurious the carriage was, it could only be parked far away.

Even here there was already a group of people waiting, mostly local officials. When Qin Junying came, he was familiar with the local hero genealogy.

Everyone should be surrounded by Gu Dazhi, the county commander of Guangyang County. Everyone was a little surprised when they saw the carriage, but when they saw Qin Junying, dressed as a rich businessman, appear, they were immediately not interested.

In the Ming Dynasty, let alone a county order, even a small lord will not give a smile.

In their eyes, these merchants are pigs raised in pigsty in their own homes, and the only difference is whether they are in their own pigsty or someone else's.

Now any businessman who has a little way will donate his background, like this dress, even the businessman is the lowest kind.

These people will continue to gather around the prefectural ordinance and cling to the prefectural ordinance to talk loudly.

"To tell you the truth, this year's New Year's old man is still fortunate to be able to meet with King Fu and say a few private words."

"Oh!" The onlookers are all old people, although the story of the county order has been told more than a hundred times.

"It was a lot of snow that day, Yumo, you remember the heavy snow that day."

"Remember, it was the biggest snow my subordinates have ever seen."

"When the old man went, there were a bunch of people in front of King Fu's mansion, as you know, the old man is a helpful character, and it is this character that has helped the old man a lot, so that the old man and King Fu have formed this good relationship."

"Buddhism has a saying, good and evil are rewarded, after the county order came to Guangyang, there were no less than three temples alone, and there was a Bodhisattva to protect it." The heel next to him naturally knows when to say something.

"That's, that's, don't you see that since you have these three big temples, you and I have been a lot more comfortable?" These are all small minions who can't squeeze into the inner circle, and they can only be patted on the periphery.

"Guangzhi, you're not right." When the county magistrate heard this, he suddenly said to one of the little minions outside.

"The great temple was built to bless all the people, and there is a bless for you and me. Only when all the people are safe can you and me be obedient, do you still need me to teach you a lesson? The horse's ass was slapped on the horse's hooves, and the man named Guangzhi suddenly turned red with shame.

The colleague next to him also seemed to quietly draw a line with him.

"The county is high, I don't know what wonderful things you have in front of King Fu's Mansion?"

"Don't you praise me, think that this kind of person who doesn't put all the people in his heart, even if he sees the blessed king, what can he do? On that day, the old man saw that there were many people queuing up in front of him, many of whom were gray-haired, and he also wanted to say hello to the prince on the occasion of the festival. The old man also waited for more than an hour, but unexpectedly, another old man came behind. The old man couldn't stand it for a while, so he gave up his position to the old man and let him go first. In fact, it was Luoyang Tongzhi who came, and they didn't wait for him to let him, and several pro-soldiers directly threw the county commander who had been lined up under the eaves into the snow.

Then he placed the chair in the snow shelter where he had just stood, and invited his master to sit down. Don't look at him now, he is extremely arrogant, but in front of others, he is not even qualified to report a name, and he can only stand next to him with a smiling face.

But who cares now? Everyone is not listening to their own mouth that can produce flowers.

"Soon after, the old man went in, and before he went in, he took my hand and thanked me repeatedly." In fact, there is no thanks, other people's relatives just asked him to sit on other people's seats.

"I found out later, guess what......"

"What's wrong?" It is very hard to praise around, and in the case of listening to it hundreds of times, not only have to say the lines, but also perform all kinds of mental activities of urgency, interest, and doubt.

Zhu Youzhen is not here, even if he sees it, he can only say,

"The inner grasp is accurate, the emotions are in place, and the dialogue is deeply understood, in short, it is good acting."

"King Fu was not in the mansion, and the one who went first was Master Li, who was next to King Fu, came out and asked for a cup of tea. But I'm different. ”

"How can you say it, since King Fu is not in the mansion, how do you ......?"

"Oh, this is going to talk about fate, fate and fate are really wonderful."

"Isn't the old man under the eaves, who knows that at this time, King Fu came back after making incense, got off the sedan chair and went to Luantai. The guards were closely surrounded by them. But when I entered the mansion, I happened to pass by the old man. At this time, the county order deliberately stopped, smash it, smash it, smash it, smash it.

"Hurry up and talk about the hot tea wrapped in cotton cloth for the county zun to change a cup, we are still waiting for the county zun to tell us about things." Hurry up and ......" randomly, a person walked up with a large teapot holding a cotton bag, and the county commander Gu Dazhi slowly took a sip of hot tea, and then said slowly: "Isn't the Luantai carried by sixteen people, who knows that when he walked to the front steps, one of the guards slipped and fell down when he saw it." At this moment, when it was too late, the old man rushed over directly and lifted the Luantai up. ”

"Oh, it's really a county honor, if this is me, with my body, even if the opportunity comes, we will give it for nothing." Well, this sentence was held firmly, and it suddenly hit the heart of the county commander Gu Dazhi.

"Either I'll tell you to work more, only by working more, can you have such strength. Don't talk nonsense, just lift it like this, and let King Fu remember me all of a sudden. King Fu felt sorry for people, so he quickly asked someone to replace me. And then he said to me. When talking about this moment, Gu Dazhi was immersed in the happy scene of that day.

"This king remembers you, go and leave a name in the house."

"Congratulations to the county, congratulations to the county." When the story was finished, a group of congratulatory voices rang out. Qin Junying suddenly wanted to laugh, so he could only turn his body from a distance.

At this time, it became more and more conspicuous among the crowd.

"Hey, what about you. What are you here for? The county commander Gu Dazhi was very dissatisfied, as if he saw the ridicule of his lies.

Because King Fu did see himself, but people were worried that he was deliberately coming to make trouble, and in the end, it was the Tongzhi Master of Luoyang Mansion who rescued him.

"What the hell, King Fu's Luan is also something you can get close to."

"Hey, what about you." The person next to him followed the gaze of the county honor, and finally fell on Qin Junying's body.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Qin Junying on his back. Qin Junying turned around and pointed to his nose in confusion.

"You call me?"