There was something going on in the official government in the town, and the bandits who were the most difficult to persuade to surrender lined up in a long line to register at the gate of the mansion one by one.

After many years in office, the most powerful man in the town was taken down by a young girl he had never seen with a token, and an unknown old gentleman was appointed to his post.

The previous one was naturally not convinced, and proposed to play the Holy Lord, and even made insulting remarks, and the bandits who had just returned to him were angry and scolded him, and the scene was chaotic, and the girl who suddenly appeared suddenly took out a box, which contained a bright yellow color of the Holy Decree.

Then, with a few words, the girl silenced the dissenting person.

As a Beijing official who came to the town, Su Ziqing is currently the most powerful, and naturally someone in the town asked him to preside over the situation.

During the meal, someone took the initiative to give the silver taels, but Su Ziqing refused without even looking at it, and now it is even more impossible to have anything to do with it.

Brother Xiong watched Su Ziqing quietly reject the person, and the doubts in his heart continued to expand.

Brother Xiong has the temperament to say anything, he said bluntly: "Brother Su, aren't you going to arrest Miss Qiao?" Why don't you suppress the people in the government and force her out. ”

"Brother Xiong thinks who is protecting her?" Su Ziqing, who was half-drunk, was soft on the chair, her slender fingers hooked the wine jug, half of it couldn't be removed, her eyes were full of smiles, and there seemed to be a huge fox tail wagging proudly behind her.

Who else would dare to make Qiao Yipan take the Holy Decree Fox and fake the tiger?

Su Ziqing stretched out his arms lazily, the small wine jug hung above him, he closed his eyes, and the wine fell into his mouth in a thin line.

He drank wine, spoke slurredly, and said as if he was drunk: "This world belongs to His Majesty, and this world belongs to His Majesty." ”

Prime Minister Su was hostile to the current Shengshang politics in the court, but now his youngest son was drunk in a remote restaurant and said the opposite of his father.

Brother Xiong raised his wine glass, his eyes were misty, he was too drunk to see it, he raised his wine glass, sat in a dissolute posture, and shouted: "Respect the saint!" ”

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