majestic tiger

Chapter 353
Of course, Ding Moqing was obviously holding back, but he was full of anger.

The surname Ding, you also have today, it's so depressing.What's even happier is that if the person surnamed Ding knew that he had gone to the General's Mansion and what was waiting for him, he would probably faint from anger.

Such a scene seems to be more worth looking forward to.

Many people in the General's Mansion have been mistreated and tortured by Ding. Tomorrow, everyone will know that Ding was expelled from the General's Mansion, and everyone will jump for joy.

Zisong looked at Ding Moqing's ridiculous dumb eating coptis, with a calm face, but full of joy.

Under Ding Moqing's obscenity, the servants in Ding's house have all practiced their quick response speed. No, within half a cup of tea, the servant had already rushed in to report to Ding Moqing that the carriage was ready.

Ding Moqing immediately stood up and walked out without any signs of illness.

Zisong had to walk behind him to keep up with him.

After walking for a while, Ding Moqing probably realized that he forgot to pretend to be sick.He immediately ouched, clutching his stomach and leaning against the pillar of the veranda, and shouted at the servant: "Come and help me, don't you see that I am sick? You stupid thing with no eyesight .”

The servant who was trembling after being scolded by him quickly stretched out his hand to support him.

After getting into the carriage, the servant stuffed the pillow on the carriage behind him, and after setting everything up, Ding Moqing raised his leg and kicked him, saying: "Sit in the front."

Then he said to Zisong nonchalantly: "I have to lie down on the car, you should sit in front too."

Zi Song knew that he was trying to show off, and said in his heart that I still don't want to sit with you.So he readily agreed, and jumped into the driver's seat of the carriage.

Three big men squeezed in front, and the coachman couldn't use his movements.

However, if Ding Moqing wanted to arrange this way, the coachman had no choice but to make do with it and drive the carriage away.

When Ding Moqing's carriage was walking slowly towards Yunxia's house, the carriage that Yunxia and the others rode had already arrived at the place where Li Yongyue was on duty.

The coachman parked the carriage in a secluded and safe place.

This location was chosen by Young Master Hang and him a long time ago. At the corner of the back street, there are usually no people walking around at all, and they don't attract attention at all.

The coachman jumped out of the carriage, tied the horse to the big tree next to it, put stones under the wheels of the carriage, and after everything was done, he walked to the side of the carriage and said in a deep voice: "Young Xia, you can ask the Taoist priest to get out of the carriage. "

"Okay, I see." Ming Guang replied.

Taoist Master Jing Xing smiled and said goodbye to the two children: "The old Taoist is going. Don't worry, you will complete the task successfully. When you come back, the old Taoist will definitely receive your compliments."

Just now I had a pleasant chat with the children in the car, Taoist Master Jing Xing followed what Yunxia said, and gave the children a reassurance first.

Yunxia and Mingguang glanced at each other, and were amused by Taoist Jing Xing's words.

"No problem, we will raise our hands to praise you after your triumphant return!" Yun Xia replied with frowned eyebrows, very unhappy.

Ming Guang also agreed with a smile.

The Taoist priest opened the car door and went down. According to Mingguang's arrangement, there would be a child waiting in front of the yamen at this time.

The coachman took the Taoist priest to the corner, pointed to a boy who was squatting and playing by the yamen, and said, "That boy, his name is Xiao Qilin, will be responsible for drawing people out. You can follow them when you see them." .”

The Taoist priest nodded and said yes, and floated behind a big tree outside the high wall on the left side of the yamen.

The boy saw the coachman, grinned at the coachman, and jumped into the yamen, but the gate did not stop him.

Seeing the slightly surprised expression on the Taoist priest's face, the coachman smiled and said to the Taoist priest: "This child is the son of that doorman, and Young Master Hang has already arranged it. Taoist priest, the subordinates will leave here first, and the next thing is Sorry to bother you, Daoist."

"Okay, let's go." The Taoist priest waved his hand and let the coachman leave.

Let's say that the little Qilin swayed to the place where Li Yongyue was staying, looked in through the window, and saw Li Yongyue was dozing with his back against the cabinet, snoring.

"Uncle Guanren, Uncle Guanren, wake up." The little guy ran into the house with short legs, shaking Li Yongyue to call him.

Li Yongyue, who was dreaming, was awakened, obviously a little unhappy, he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, stared at the boy and shouted: "It's you, brat? Go, don't you see that I'm okay? Go away."

"Uncle Guanren, little Qilin just picked up a piece of paper outside, and I want you to identify what it is? The other uncles are busy, so Xiao Qilin had no choice but to come to you." He held up a bank note and said Li Yongyue said.

The boy was telling the truth. Usually at this time, everyone in the yamen was busy with official duties, and only Li Yongyue, who was doing nothing, was free.

Li Yongyue, who was about to lose his temper, glanced at the bank note in the boy's hand, and immediately turned off the fire, replaced by eyes full of light, but it was the kind of greedy and coveted light.

The 100 tael bank note, this little fool didn't even know it, haha, I got rich today.

He swallowed, calmed down, and waved to the boy, "Little Qilin, come here."

But the little unicorn didn't come over, and even started to back away.

"Uncle Guanren, little Qilin shouldn't bother you. Little Qilin's father will beat him to death if he finds out." The child seemed to be afraid just now, shaking his head and shaking his small body to answer.

At this time, the little Qilin had already retreated to the door, he stuffed the bank note into his pocket, stepped over the threshold and went out.

Seeing the banknotes in his hand, the cooked duck, and the fat that was fed to his mouth, Li Yongyue is of course not reconciled, and he will never let it go.

He laughed immediately, and said to the child in a gentle tone: "Little Qilin, you are not disturbing uncle, come, show uncle that piece of paper."

The child put a finger in his mouth and bit it, rolled his eyes to look at him, but did not take out the banknote.

Li Yongyue really wanted to rush over and snatch the banknotes away, but he was afraid that the little brat would howl and cause others to watch.

In case the bank note was lost by someone in the yamen, wouldn't it have to be handed over and returned?I can't bear it.

So Li Yongyue had no choice but to grit his teeth secretly, and said to the little Qilin with a smile on his face again: "You show it to uncle, and uncle will take you out to buy pastries for you to eat, okay?"

When the child heard the pastry, his big eyes fluttered and he began to think.

Li Yongyue was secretly happy, isn't the little boy just delicious?I still don't believe that I bought you cakes to eat, and I still can't get the bank notes.

Little Qilin licked his lips, raised his face and said to Li Yongyue: "Is what Uncle Guanren said true? Didn't he deceive Little Qilin?"

"Of course not, let's go, now uncle will take you out to buy delicious pastries." Li Yongyue put on an amiable posture and coaxed the little Qilin.

"Then let's go, Uncle Guan Ren bought pastries for little Qilin, and little Qilin will show you this piece of paper." The child made the final decision.

Li Yongyue suppressed the thought of stretching out his hand to pinch his neck, and said with a bland smile, "I'll show my uncle a look before I go buy it."

"Don't do it, uncle official, you buy it first. By the way, I haven't shown it to my dad, why don't I show it to my dad first." Little Qilin pretended to go to his dad.

(End of this chapter)