After reading this chapter, what do you think of the mystery on Wang Ce?

The only reason why Wang Ce entered the city must be that the Duan Mansion was in the city.

As a high-ranking official of the Northern Ya, the position of Duan Mansion is very unsociable. Obviously, the officials and generals don't like this mad dog raised by the Northern Ya.

The civil officials of this world are not as outrageous as they hate Jinyiwei, but people's antipathy to secret services is simply innate. Because the northern government is mainly external, the situation is higher than that of the southern government.

Among the bureaucrats in Beiya, Duan Qizhen, a mad dog, is obviously an exception. This is the Lord who has been accused countless times by the Imperial History.

From the moment Wang Ce and his entourage passed through the Beiwu Army checkpoint, the carrier pigeon quickly sent the news back to Duanfu.

Duan Qizhen is a mad dog raised by Beiya, and he has always been promoted by a large number of shady and absolutely immoral and unjust killings, and is considered a mad dog. But that doesn't mean he's really irrational.

Therefore, when Duan Qizhen knew the destination of Wang Ce's trip, the first thing he did was to look up to the sky and laugh wildly three times, and ordered people to monitor all the way, waiting for Wang Ce to come up and find death.

Sitting back and watching the mortal enemy personally send it to the door, and then looking for abuse, Duan Qizhen couldn't even think of a more perfect revenge plan for a while.

All the way was monitored by people, and Wang Ce couldn't jump out of his palm at all. He said fiercely: "But even if that little miscellaneous person steps out of Beizhen, his life is mine!"

After waiting for most of the day, Duan Qizhen even felt that he had waited so darkly that he didn't see Wang Ce appear!

It wasn't until he roared and asked questions that the next person trembled and told him the newly sent information!

"What are you talking about! He's having lunch!" Duan Qizhen was so angry that he grabbed the next person and repeated the question three times before he was sure that he had heard correctly!

This time the person was slapped to death by the furious him, like a mad dog who had not eaten for three days: "Lao Tzu is waiting here, he actually went to eat!"

"My son's bones are not cold, he actually eats!"

Wang Ce's invisible slap almost made Duan Qizhen delirious.

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Nan Ya, after listening to the information report of his subordinates.

"He's gone to dinner?"

Tan Jiru suddenly smiled happily: "Duan Qi is really going crazy with anger." What a cute little ghost, he's always so playful and surprises me so often. ”

Since the big test, Tan Jiru has always admired Wang Ce, which can be seen even by the subordinates who are least familiar with him.

Even if this kind of appreciation, Tan Jiru did not turn it into motivation to help Wang Ce in the slightest. But he has been sending people to Wang Ce to pay more attention to this matter.

Therefore, Wang Ce's every move can be delivered to Tan Jiru in the fastest time.

"Well, Zhu Xiangru and some people are following this group of teenagers. It seems that the prime ministers want to repay the favor in the big test. ”

Tan Jiru looked down from the attic: "That young man really didn't disappoint me, and if he dared to step out of Beizhen, there was an arrangement." ”

"He's very good, isn't he?" Tong Xihua, the commander and counselor behind Ji Ruchong, smiled: "I'm looking forward to the day when he can survive today and serve Nanya!"

The commanding counselor is more of an assistant to the commanding envoy, so Tong Xihua is very cautious: "My subordinates think that he may not be able to see the sun tomorrow, and Duan Qizhen also wants to solve him today." ”

Tan Jiru nodded: "Hearing you say this, I have more confidence in him." Oh my God, I'm a little excited, and I can't help but want to make a move. I really hope he can bring more surprises. ”

"Let's go. ”

Tong Xihua couldn't keep up with the train of thought: "Adult?"

"Eat!" Tan Jiru laughed and took the lead downstairs: "He's right, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, you might as well pad your stomach first." ”

"The only thing that makes no mistake is eating. Because people always have to eat!"

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The only thing that people can't do wrong is eating. Because people always have to eat.

Eating a little lunch and drinking some small tip tea is purely Wang Ce's biological clock and body instinct. He definitely didn't expect that this small crooked move would really bother many people.

After eating a meal, Zhu Haitang, like several teenagers, gradually returned to the emotions of panic, excitement and panic.

Wang Ce leisurely tasted Xiaojian tea with the tip of his tongue, and secretly thought to himself, the biggest trouble after wearing it is probably that he will never be able to enjoy the many rich food and drinks in the previous life.

God, I don't know how much of my taste system will lose function as a result. At this moment, Wang Ce hated himself for not being a science student or a chef!

Looking down from the restaurant, at this moment, the road on the street has an astonishing width of 14 lanes, Wang Ce wondered: "How many people are there in the capital? How do you look at it, it must be millions?"

While digesting and observing carefully, Wang Ce had to admit that an extraordinary prosperity had been created here, and a different path had been taken.

Liberal arts students always prefer this kind of unsuccessful Xiaoqiang spirit that does not explore the results and is uncomfortable to die. Wang Ce is not an orthodox liberal arts student.

"Then let's hit the road. Wang Ce decided that when this matter was over, he must know more about the world.

"God, you're finally willing to move. "Zhu Haitang is dissatisfied.

"This boy is so bad. It's too consistent with what Begonia described. As a father and daughter, Zhu Xiangru also expressed similar feelings: "I really don't understand, whether he is tossing us or Duan Qizhen." ”

followed everyone and thought that Wang Ce was a big rotten person. Especially when a table full of delicious food is set up for Ren Jun to taste, everyone can't help but abandon it, and that kind of torment is enough for people to send out the most vicious curse.

Zhu Xiangru smiled bitterly, glanced at the table full of delicacies with affection, and resolutely got up: "Let's go, follow them." ”

"In order to repay this favor, I also gave up. ”

Zhu Xiangru took a deep breath, only to feel that this young man really couldn't evaluate, and actually took advantage of him. Fortunately, this young man doesn't hate pretentiousness, otherwise if he changes someone, he may not be exchanging favors, but indirectly kidnapping him through Zhu Haitang.

Daughter, I will let you have more contact with people and learn more about the world. You've never done it well, but this time, it's ...... Perhaps, there is something special about Wang Ce's little ghost.

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"Wang Ce's damn little ghost, finally got up!"

"Moved, moved, he finally moved. ”

All kinds of news are transmitted to some people at the fastest speed. It was like countless pairs of eyes, passing through the heavily guarded capital and the crowd, staring closely at that weird little ghost.

"He's not scared, he's not excited, he's not panicking?"

"Uh...... No, he sat on the cart and happily sang while touching alone. Also, he got a jar out of nowhere, filled it with tea, folded a hollow grass, and drank it in a strange way. ”

Some people cursed the free little ghost, and some people laughed and got a hollow grass, imitating and sucking tea, which was very weird and fun!

"What a ...... Funny kids. Someone suddenly stopped laughing, sighed deeply, and there was a deep echo.

The old slave thought that he was living more freely and happily than many others. ”

The previous voice was silent again for a long time: "Then, don't disturb his pleasure, let him continue to know nothing." For the time being, until I change my mind. ”

"Only...... It's a pity that his martial arts talent, after being injured three months ago, was like a flash in the pan!"

The old slave thought that this might be the best outcome for him. ”

"What if...... Let him live happily in ignorance, then ...... Let his martial arts talent continue to be lost. ”

A series of coughs, echoing the faint silence.