"Lan Huisi, what else do you have to say?" Wei Wang Qin Yan returned to the front of the case, patted the shocked wood, and asked loudly.

"I ...... I...... I...... Eighth Highness, for the sake of the old slave who has been serving you for more than ten years, save the old slave!" Lan Huisi trembled, the joy on his face when he saw the Eighth Prince coming had disappeared without a trace, and some were boundless in horror, so he saw him crawling and touching the feet of the Eighth Prince, holding the Eighth Prince's left foot tightly with both hands, and crying and begging.

"You...... This dog slave, relying on the name of this prince, is doing nonsense, and now there is a big incident and he still wants to drag me into the water, such a disloyal and unfilial dog slave, what do you want? The eighth prince's face turned pale, and he kicked a few times, but found that Lan Huisi was hanging on his feet at this time, and after letting the guards behind him spend some effort to pull Lan Huisi away, he saluted to Qin Yan, the king of the guard:

"Uncle Thirteen, this dog slave has committed such a heinous disaster, and I ask Uncle Thirteen to deal with it strictly and severely to set an example. Because of the nephew's lax discipline, Brother Yin and other brothers of the same clan were bullied, and I hereby make amends to all of you! Especially Brother Yin, who has suffered over the years, this top-grade "Tianshuang Boxing Book" can be regarded as a little heart for my brother, I hope Brother Yin, you must not postpone it. ”

The words of the Eighth Emperor were affectionate and righteous, especially the last book of the Xuan-level "Tianshuang Fist Book", which made the onlookers widen their eyes one by one, and their eyes were full of envy when they looked at Qin Yin.

'There's a problem. ’

This was the first thought that flashed through Qin Yin's mind after hearing the words of the Eighth Prince, but Qin Yin still maintained a humble smile on his face, took the fist book handed by the Eighth Prince, and expressed his gratitude to the Eighth Prince in an extremely sincere tone.

Seeing Qin Yin's performance, the Eighth Prince was stunned for a moment, and then a more kind smile appeared on his face, and he sent an invitation to Qin Yin, inviting him to be a guest at his mansion at his convenience.

Qin Yin naturally pushed the boat along the water, so the two staged a scene of brother and brother Gong in the lobby.

"Smack!"

When Qin Yin and the Eighth Prince were complimenting each other, Qin Yan, the impatient Wei King, slapped the shocked wood, glared at Qin Yin and the Eighth Prince fiercely, and pointed at Lan Huisi and shouted:

"Evil slave Lan Huisi, the imperial descendant Qin Yin sued you for taking advantage of your position to deduct the monthly payment of silver, bullying others, and bullying the master with slaves, the evidence is conclusive, according to the law of Great Xia, the three crimes are punished together, and you are sentenced to a thousand cuts, Ling Chi is executed, and the family property is confiscated! ”

With the order of the Wei King Qin Yan, two tigers with their backs stepped forward to escort Lan Huisi, who had been paralyzed into a puddle of soft mud, and the other team of tiger soldiers quickly left the palace to go to Lan Huisi's mansion outside the palace to carry out the task of raiding the house.

"Uncle Thirteen, this matter is over, and the little nephew will retire first. Seeing that Lan Huisi was escorted down, the eighth prince couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, glanced at Qin Yin with a smile, and then bowed to Qin Yan, the king of the guard, and left the Imperial Palace.

"Uncle Thirteen, I'm also leaving, are you free to come to my house, my father has been talking about you for a while. After coming, Lord Wen, who was watching the play, couldn't help but yawn, said a word to King Wei coquettishly, and ran away.

Soon, only Qin Yin and Qin Yin, who were still sitting behind the desk, and several burly tiger warriors were left in the lobby of the Imperial Palace.

"Although Tianshuang Fist is a Xuan-level high-grade, in fact, it has reached the lower grade of the ground-level killing surname, but it hurts others first and hurts oneself, so it is ranked at the Xuan-level top-grade, before your strength reaches the innate martial artist, it is best not to practice this boxing method. ”

Qin Yin only felt a soft sound in his ears, and when he looked up again, he saw that there was no one behind the case.

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"What is the relationship between King Qin Yan and my father who died early, and why is he so concerned about me as a shabby boy?"

Walking on the way back to his courtyard, Qin Yin was extremely surprised in his heart, for this Wei Wang Qin Yan, who is known as the god of killing in Great Xia, even some princes can only look up, from what he did today, although it is fair and abnormal on the surface, in fact, it is biased towards himself, especially in the end, he woke up the evil intentions contained in the Xuan-level high-grade exercises given by the eighth prince, and even more showed a trace of care, so as to let himself take advantage of this turmoil.

According to the laws of Great Xia, anyone who reports meritorious service can get one-tenth of the criminal's family property, with Lan Huisi's greed over the years, his family property in the mansion outside the palace has at least exceeded 100,000 taels of silver, Qin Yin can get one-tenth of it, that is tens of thousands of taels of silver, for Qin Yin, who only gets dozens of taels every month, this tens of thousands of taels of silver can be described as a windfall.

What's more, in the "Heavenly Frost Fist Book" handed over by the Eighth Prince before, there was also a golden ticket marked with a value of 10,000 taels, that is, this golden ticket made of gold leaf was worth 10,000 taels, and when converted into silver, it was a huge amount of 100,000 taels! With this huge amount of money, Qin Yin could buy some medicinal materials that he couldn't afford before, and the equipment assisted his cultivation, so that his strength could be improved faster.

"Young Master Yin, you're really fine, you're scared to death, come with me, I'll make you soup to suppress your shock!"

Qin Yin was thinking about himself, Leng Bufan's voice with anxiety and joy came, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Xiao Xiang'er rushing over with a happy face, pulling Qin Yin's sleeve to look left and right, for fear that Qin Yin would lack arms and legs.

"Xiang'er!" Qin Yin's heart was filled with a trace of warmth, this unusually smart little girl and her master were one of the few people in the world who really cared about herself, and subconsciously reached out and gently pinched the little girl's cheek.

"Young Master Yin, you have become bad, the county lord is still with the county lord Wen, you will come back later, I will put the soup in your house." The little girl took a step back as if she had been electrocuted, her cheeks were flushed, and she fled back to the courtyard of the county lord of Golan in a panic with her little face, and the trembling voice came through the low courtyard wall.

"Got it, thank you, Xiang'er!" Qin Yin was in a good mood, a touch of warmth flashed in his eyes, and he replied in a low voice, and returned to his courtyard.

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