Zhu Quan took a bottle of juice and handed it to Zhu Yunxi, with a constipated expression on his face,

Knowing that his mother had prepared juice for himself last night, Zhu Quan didn't sleep all night when he was excited.

But Xiao Seventeen couldn't hold back his fart, there was something good, and he immediately wanted to get into his stomach.

Looking at Zhu Quan's embarrassed look,

Zhu Yunxi pushed,

"Uncle Seventeen, I'm not thirsty."

"Oh."

Xiao Seventeen took the juice back, unscrewed it with a snap, and handed it to Zhu Yun again,

"Nephew, it's open, you have to drink."

Zhu Yunxi said secretly,

This is not a carbonated drink, if you open it, it will run away, how can there be a reason to drink it when you open it?

However, Zhu Yunxi also knew that this was Uncle Seventeen's kindness, so he didn't say anything and took it.

Zhu Quan smiled, and finally drank juice with peace of mind.

The two little children sat on the table, their four legs were down, Zhu Quan was excited to straighten his little feet, and the uncle and nephew grunted and drank the juice in their hands.

"Isn't it good?"

Zhu Quan's eyes lit up and looked at Zhu Yunxi,

Zhu Yunxi nodded,

"It's delicious."

Zhu Quan subconsciously wanted to open his mouth and say, this is what my mother did, but Zhu Quan's eyes flashed, and he forcibly held back his words.

Little Seventeen turned his head and snorted,

Said

"Giving you juice, not to make friends with you!

I don't want to have a good relationship with you either!

We're rivals! Does the opponent understand?!

I'm your nemesis! ”

Zhu Yunxi didn't care about what Uncle Seventeen said, and drank the juice to the fullest, and there was not a drop left.

Zhu Quan was stunned,

Drink juice and lose the competition?!

Yun Xi is too cunning!

Zhu Quan gritted his teeth and looked at Zhu Yunxi, and quickly drank the juice in his hand.

Excluding the time it takes to speak, you must be drinking faster than Yun Xi!

It's me who wins!

........

Penal Department

"No! Absolutely not!

What I told you yesterday, you should be a fart, right? ”

Zhan Hui threw the file under his hand on Storm Zhao, and was so angry that he burst into foul mouth.

Tyranny is less than thirty years old, which is the age of blood and strength,

Growled,

"Master Zhan! Why didn't you let us run into the Caisheng case?!

Isn't that a crime?!

How many innocent children have been killed!

Why do you just sit idly by and don't do anything?! ”

Storm Zhao shouted out his incomprehension, in his heart, Lord Zhan is Bao Gong who upholds justice,

But yesterday, after knowing that Lord Zhan directly ignored the Caisheng case, Tyrant Zhao's filter on Lord Zhan was completely shattered.

Zhan Hui's heavy brows stirred together,

Angry Dao,

"I told you not to check! It's for your own good!

You'll stay in the Criminal Department!

If you say anything more, I'll ban you!" ”

Storm Zhao gritted his teeth and said,

"Lord Zhan, why are you forbidding me!

I can go wherever I want!

You always say that you can't find out, but what happened, you say!

You know everything, why don't you say it?! ”

Zhan Hui was stunned and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything,

Tyranny's request is still excessive,

This is equivalent to letting Zhan Hui turn out the painful memories that were sealed in the early dust,

The pain in it is only understood by Zhan Hui himself.

Zhan Hui sat down dejectedly, looking old in an instant,

Tyrant Zhao looked at Zhan Hui, his eyes flashed with pity, but it was only a flash,

Just turn around and leave.

Zhan Hui had difficulty breathing, bent down, and covered his face in pain,

This Ming Living Yama King actually heard a whimpering cry from his five fingers.

Storm Zhao casually cleaned up, changed back to his regular clothes, took a bite at noon, and went to Dali Temple to meet everyone.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the sun, and then looked at the running tyrant,

Tyranny wiped the sweat from his forehead,

Wheezing,

"You're not late!"

Zhu Yunxi shook his head,

"No, let's go."

"Let's go!"

Little Seventeen cheered,

Tyranny swept over the other two except His Highness, both of whom were familiar faces,

Jiang Quan, the former commander of the Jinyi guard, and Zhu Quan, the seventeenth prince of the Ming Dynasty,

Hello to Zhao Zhao,

"Your Highness Seventeen, Lord Jiang."

Zhu Quan was in good spirits and replied well.

And Jiang Xuan's eyes were straight, he didn't know what to think again, and directly ignored Tyrant Zhao.

"Let's go."

Seeing that everyone was together, Zhu Yunxi turned around and walked onto the frame.

The rest nodded and followed.

"Yun Hee!"

Before the frame set off, Zhu Xiongying ran over in a dragon robe, and he didn't even have time to change the dragon robe.

"Brother? Stop the car! ”

Zhu Yunxi jumped out of the car and hugged Zhu Xiongying.

Zhu Xiongying said seriously,

"Do you know if you want to write a letter?"

Zhu Yunxi nodded heavily,

"Got it! Brother! ”

"Big nephew!"

"Your Highness."

Zhu Xiongying was a little confused,

"Why did you bring it back to Uncle Seventeen?"

Looking at Uncle Seventeen wearing a hat and carrying a crossbody bag, looking like a primary school student traveling,

Zhu Xiongying was also relieved.

Jiang Xuan's expression was complicated, and he secretly observed His Highness, as if His Highness didn't know anything.

I can't help but sigh in my heart.

After noticing Jiang Xuan's gaze, Zhu Xiongying turned his head,

Seriously,

"Stay safe and be careful.

Arrest the prisoners, don't go up in person, first transfer the people from the Governor's Mansion out, and you can discuss what you have. ”

Zhu Xiongying was afraid that the explanation would not be clear, so he repeated it several times,

Whenever I watch a modern criminal investigation drama, looking at the picture of the protagonist rushing into the enemy camp with a righteous face, Zhu Xiongying wants to vomit blood.

You can't die because you have the aura of the protagonist, right?

Moreover, in the end, the protagonist can't die, but the little friends in the protagonist's camp have to die at least one.

That's completely a death for the protagonist.

Every time she sees this, Zhu Xiongying can't wait to strangle the protagonist to death,

Do you call your buddies in advance and say you're going to die?! Do you have to send the head alone?!

Significantly you are the most righteous?!

So, in order to prevent such a situation from happening,

Zhu Xiongying's thousands of instructions are better than the old Zhu ink,

There are conditions for firepower suppression, and the first time you have to suppress firepower, or you are a pure fool.

"Big nephew, we know!"

Little Seventeen Zhu Quan couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but say,

Zhu Xiongying also realized that he cared about it.

smiled and patted Zhu Yunxi's shoulder,

"Okay, you can go."

Zhu Yunxi reluctantly glanced at his brother, and then turned to leave.

Zhu Xiongying suddenly thought of something,

"That's right!"

Next, take out two bottles of juice.

"Uncle Seventeen, I saw Grandma Hu when I left the palace, and I just brought it over by the way.

Grandma Hu knew that you had to finish drinking before you left the city, so she specially brought you two more bottles. ”

Little Seventeen's eyes were full of surprise, cheered, and put the two bottles of juice seriously in the small bag.

Then he winked at Zhu Xiongying,

"Big nephew, let's go!"

"Go ahead, be careful."

The carriage drove out of the capital under Zhu Xiongying's reluctant sight.

A group of four people headed towards Ji'an, Jiangxi.

No one knows,

What awaits them there......