The county magistrate has no time to save the world

Chapter 66 Shizi Monk Sweet Potato Mingchun Lake. (Thanks to the leader of Ru Yeer!)
The book boy gave the Temple of Good and Evil a disdainful look, and after spitting, he happily returned home.

Zheng Nian followed a few steps furtively, until the inner city of Chang'an, when the Shutong showed the city defense a customs clearance order from the Shangshu Mansion, and then he was sure that the other party was indeed the Shangshu from the Ministry of Rites.

Now that the source is correct, all that remains is to deal with it.

Every man is innocent and guilty of carrying a jade, but Zheng Nian is pregnant with a wall that all men in the world want, so it is naturally a heinous crime.

Therefore, the vicious gangster Zheng Nian had to find a way to deal with it. It would be best if he could achieve the effect of shaking the mountain and shaking the tiger and killing the chickens to warn the monkeys.

After chatting with his mother about interesting things in the county, Zheng Nian went back to his room to rest.

Today Chen Xuan'er changed into a simple pajamas and lay beside him.

"I'm pregnant, take it easy." Zheng Nian scolded Chen Xuan'er who put her jade legs on her belly, but instead of pushing her away, he gently put his hands on it and rubbed her.

Thinking about what to do in my mind.

"Brother, these rich children are not easy to deal with, not to mention that there are high-ranking officials like the Minister of Rites at the top. Now that you are in the post of county magistrate, it is easy for him to deal with you."

Chen Xuan'er trusts her trust, but it is inevitable that she will still be worried. If something goes wrong these days, she will just move her head casually, and it will be easy for the senior Zhou officials to manipulate a county magistrate.

Zheng Nian didn't intend to explain this matter to Chen Xuan'er, so he brought out the things that had troubled him all day today to ease her anxiety.

"When I was collecting the case files today, I found a case from a few days ago. The master's records are very detailed. After reading it, I went through it again and found some problems." Zheng Nian said.

"What case?"

This was the first time Zheng Nian brought up a business matter, Chen Xuan'er was naturally very serious, with her chin resting on Zheng Nian's shoulder, she tilted her head and asked.

The fragrance is overflowing. As the saying goes, beautiful women have three parts of aura, one part of body fragrance, one part of luck, and one part of immortality.

As for Chen Xuan'er, it is estimated that she will have nine points, three points of body fragrance, three points of luck, and three points of immortal energy.

When it comes to confidante, Zheng Nian now thinks that it is due to the jealousy of those beauties or those who are unable to protect her.

Li Hao might think so, but Tang Xuanzong definitely wouldn't.

"Do you know Prince Qing's son, Li Qingchen?" Zheng Nian thought while looking at the ceiling.

"Hmm..." Of course Chen Xuan'er knew, "I have heard a little bit about it, and someone at home once mentioned that she is very talented and knowledgeable, and she is also beautiful like jade, even more beautiful than ordinary girls."

Recalling the scene at that time, Zheng Nian really felt that there was something wrong with this prince, but he couldn't tell what the problem was, so he told Chen Xuan'er all the things he had experienced about Li Qingchen.

Chen Xuan'er, who was staring at Mingyue's eyes, finished listening to this paragraph, and said with a pouted, "It's so strange, Prince Qing is not angry or angry after losing his son. You have a way, but he doesn't listen?"

"At the time, I thought it might be because he had already found a way to rescue his child, but when the case files were collected, the gate of the yamen had to call back, and someone sent someone to inquire about the person in Prince Qing's Mansion, but it seemed that they hadn't been found yet." Zheng Nian said.

"I heard a rumor about Prince Qing's son." Chen Xuan'er said, "Three years ago at the Jinglan Temple Fair, it was said that Prince Qing's son fell in love with a monster."

"Monster?" Zheng Nian was taken aback.

"Yes, there are rumors in the market that it is a charming fox monster who specializes in seducing people's minds and souls. Later, the eldest son Li Qingchen eloped with the monster. King Qing sent his personal guards to look for it, but they couldn't find it after searching for a long time." Chen Xuan'er murmured.

"Then how did you come back?" Zheng Nian asked.

"One day, it was raining heavily, and I heard that the water in the outer city was up to the knees. That night, Shizi appeared outside the house, as if his essence and blood had been sucked dry, skinny and out of his wits, completely dumbfounded." Chen Xuan'er murmured .

Zheng Nian frowned, "It stands to reason that those who are taken away by monsters can't come back."

"Have you been caught by a monster?" Chen Xuan'er was taken aback.

"You don't know, Qian Haoduo talks about it every day, I heard what she said." Zheng Nian stretched out his hand and threw the pot out.

"Hey, many people lost their relatives in the early years, and now they are alone, and they are also miserable people." Chen Xuan'er sighed.

Zheng Nian urged, "Keep talking."

"Hmm..." Chen Xuan'er snorted, feeling a little numb in her arms lying on her stomach, so she twisted her body.

It made Zheng Nian very uncomfortable.

"Brother...it's up again!" Chen Xuan'er said in a daze.

Zheng Nian was confused, so he sat up straight away, took a deep breath, "Let's talk about things."

"Oh!" Chen Xuan'er blushed slightly, hooked Zheng Nian's arm, leaned her head on her brother's shoulder and continued, "Later, it was rumored that His Royal Highness was crazy and stayed at home. After half a year, Li Qingchen went in and out every day Xinghualou, extravagant every day, drunk like mud, became a libertine."

Zheng Nian recalled the situation that day, Li Qingchen was standing on the top of the Xinghua Building, no matter his eyes or appearance, he couldn't tell that he was such a person.

Maybe it's because he couldn't imagine his happiness?Are people already numb?
It's possible, but unlikely.

Ok?
Fourth floor...

It was Zheng Nian who hid under the bed and saw the room where Gu Lian Shengtong was, and that room seemed to have always belonged to Yu Tangchun.

But on that day...

"By the way, I remember seeing him once when I was walking on the wind in Mingchun Lake." Chen Xuan'er said, "My whole family was there at the time, and I saw him, and my father chatted with him for a while, and then he left in a hurry .”

"What is he doing?" Zheng Nian asked.

"It seems to be worshiping, but it's not quite like worshiping. Anyway, there are paper money, but there are some real money and some vegetables. It doesn't look like a tribute, but it looks like a daily meal." Chen Xuan'er thought about it.

The more involved, Zheng Nian yawned, he was really sleepy, so he lay down and turned his body around, "Sleep, sleep, whatever."

Chen Xuan'er went to grab Zheng Nian's arm, "Turn around..."

"I ate garlic tonight." Zheng Nian ignored her and prevaricated.

"Hmph!" Chen Xuan'er was so angry that she also lay down, her back turned to Zheng Nian.

"Brush your teeth!"

……

Candles flickered in the dimly lit room.

On a cold winter night, there was a sea of ​​air rising in this room. The maids around were all bare-legged and barefoot, wearing gauze skirts and silk clothes, all in grades of sixteen or seventeen, with long hair hanging down to the floor.

Neither felt cold.

Lying on the couch in the middle was a fat and round monk with thirteen ring scars on the top of his head, each of which was the size of a thumb.

The monk was completely naked, and his fat belly covered everything he could see.

A maid came in from the outside, her steps were light, the bell on her left ankle was crisp and melodious, she knelt down with her body, and she was happy.He whispered softly, "My lord, please see me, Lord Supervisor of Tiangang Mansion."

"Hmm." The monk said coldly without looking up.

The young girl turned around and went out, and after a while, an old man with a goatee walked in tremblingly.

The old man's head was bigger than the monk's stomach, and he held three pieces of sweet potatoes in his hand, and was dressed in sackcloth, as if he might fall to his death if he stumbled.

The monk put down the book, and the maids around him had dispersed.

"I've met the Prime Minister." The old man snorted.

The meat on the face was mixed together, and the expression of the monk could not be seen, but the deep voice said, "Bring me to taste."

The old man walked over and saw that there was still a layer of oil on the couch where he had just removed his body, so he didn't sit down and handed a piece of sweet potato to the monk.

The monk took a bite and instantly felt refreshed, "Did Weng Baikui eat your sweet potato when he trained the 36 best in the world?"

"Eat." The old man smiled.

"Then why isn't it you?" The monk frowned, his eyes squeezed into his nose.

"That's because the Prime Minister has never eaten Meng Xitang's food." The old man stroked his goatee with a smile.

The monk suddenly nodded, his eyes drifted away, and he had already guessed the purpose of the old man's trip, so he said, "The Tiangang Mansion opened up a few days ago, what have you got?"

"You might as well say it first, and see if the old minister's calculation is correct." The old man said.

"Mingchun Lake." The monk only said three words, but his eyes were on Sweet Potato.

"Nine people from the Tiangang Mansion used the formation of the three talents of heaven and earth, and calculated it for seven days, but it is not as good as the Lord Prime Minister."

The old man smiled innocently, "The only one who can settle this matter now is you, who is under one person and above ten thousand people."

"Why bother?" The monk ate the sweet potato and wiped his hands on the old man.

"Why not?" asked the old man.

"It was you who trapped her in Mingchun Lake back then, not me."

The monk said, "Now that she comes out, she is looking for you, not me."

"Your Excellency, being an official in the same court, walking is difficult, and the court is doing its own thing." The old man said indifferently, "Even if I am an alchemy mansion, I have to steal the light through the cracks to survive."

The monk closed his eyes and meditated.

"Tell me, if someone knows that the foreign slaves entered the capital on purpose... Gu training holy boy just died as a shell, and the real body mother Gu is still in the capital, will he tell His Majesty?"

The monk's eyes opened, and he said calmly, "You are threatening me."

"I'm begging for refuge," said the old man.

The monk laughed, "On the day of Mingchun Lake, someone will hold a poetry meeting. You can make use of it. This has always been your strength. If there are disadvantages, I will take action."

"Thank you, Mr. Shangxiang." The old man stood up, holding two sweet potatoes in his hand, and walked out tremblingly.

"Leave the sweet potatoes," said the monk.

"These two sweet potatoes are owned." The old man smiled, "This is the first time someone has given me money for eating my sweet potatoes."

"Immortal," the monk scolded.

The old man walked out of the room, and the empty, doorless view room fell silent, and at some point behind the screen, a person appeared with a dignified appearance and a tall and straight figure.

"Have you heard?" the monk said.

"heard it."

"The whereabouts of the Gu training holy boy." The monk asked.

"There is no news for the time being." The voice quickly gave an answer, but then asked, "The supervisor of Tiangang Mansion knows our plan, do you want to do it?"

"Don't worry, this old man won't talk nonsense. In his eyes, anyone who sits on the throne is the same." The monk spoke heavily, as if he was snoring.

"I will pay attention to the movement of the capital."

The monk nodded, "Keep an eye on Xinghualou, there will always be some unexpected things happening there."

"clear."

The cold wind was bleak, but after blowing into the courtyard, it turned into warmth.

The person behind the screen disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There was no sign of coldness in the courtyard. The maid was cleaning the epiphyllum. The monk opened his eyes and saw a huge epiphyllum just in bloom.

The maid outside the door came in with a plate of dog meat.

"When I eat you, I am saving you. I don't count as eating meat." The monk said silently, stretched out his hand to grab it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Oil ran down the arms.

The maid hurriedly knelt on the ground and wiped it.

(End of this chapter)