Sister, stay away from me!

Chapter 144

Looking at these officials, Dan Qingzi asked, "Why can't you tell?"

"Master Qiu said, this book is bloody and violent, it's not suitable to talk about, it needs to be banned."

"Is it because I can't speak, or everyone can't speak?"

"Everyone can't speak."

"I'm a counselor, if I say I can speak, what should you do?"

One of the officials shook the chain in his hand, and said with a smirk: "My lord, in Molong Town, Master Qiu is the sky, you better stop fighting with the sky."

Dan Qingzi chuckled, grabbed a chair and threw it on the ground hard, breaking the chair directly.

Seeing Dan Qingzi picking up the chair, the officer thought that Dan Qingzi was going up to hit someone, but he didn't expect the other party just dropped the chair, so he couldn't help teasing: "Are you using the chair to vent your anger? This chair is an antique, not cheap. "

The owner of the restaurant wanted to refute, but a few officials gave him a wrong look, so he could only apologize with a smile: "That's right, antique, antique."

Dan Qingzi ignored it, picked up a chair leg, waved it a few times and said, "Okay, it's strong."

"Is it as strong as your copper pea?" Another official laughed.

Dan Qingzi walked directly in front of the official with the legs of the chair, didn't say much nonsense, and slammed a stick on the other's forehead.

After taking a stick, the official felt as if a dojo had been opened in his head, and all kinds of voices disturbed him, causing him to fall to the ground without saying a word.

Being blessed with dragon energy by Sun Luming, Dan Qingzi didn't care about the backlash of dragon energy at all.

Moreover, as a monk, his physique was comparable to a martial arts master under the blessing of mana, and the officials present couldn't resist his stick at all, and he smashed them all to the ground within a few breaths.

After disposing of these officials, Dan Qingzi threw away the stick in his hand, clapped his hands, and looked at the bewildered restaurant owner.

Catching Dan Qingzi's gaze, the boss immediately knelt down and shouted loudly: "Master, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

"Is it still an antique?"

"No."

"Do you know what to say when you go out?"

"Didn't see anything."

"Wrong, just tell the truth."

Patting the shoulder of the boss on the ground, Dan Qingzi got up and left.

Behind him, the boss asked loudly: "What is the name of a strong man?"

"Counselor of the county magistrate, Dan Qingzi."

Molong Town is not big and has a small population. What happened just in the morning was widely circulated in the afternoon, and the rumors became more and more evil.

Some people said that Dan Qingzi was eight feet tall, with three heads and six arms, and his mouth and nose were burning.

Some people also said that Dan Qingzi was a woman disguised as a man, and that she herself was the hero Yue Ling in the book, and she came here to eliminate harm for the people.

But no matter how the rumors spread, one basic point has not changed.

Dan Qingzi is the new county magistrate, and the new county magistrate is at odds with Master Qiu's faction.

Although the one who was beaten was his own official, the county magistrate and the master ran to apologize to Mr. Qiu, and then rushed back to the yamen without stopping.

Grabbing Dan Qingzi who was still drinking and writing a book, the county magistrate cursed at him, "You don't want to die, you dare to hit an official!"

Dan Qingzi, who was caught by his clothes, laughed, then laughed again, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

Dan Qingzi laughed so hard that the county magistrate couldn't help asking: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at myself. I ask you, am I an official?"

"Uh, sort of."

"Is the official post an official?"

"Yes."

"Am I older or the official post is older?"

"You are big."

"Then I'll teach a few unsightly subordinates, and it's your turn to settle accounts with me?"

Shaking the opponent's hand away, Dan Qingzi threw the pen in his hand on the opponent's face, pointed at the county magistrate in front of him, and cursed: "What kind of shit are you, you're here to be an official!"

When he was in the capital, he had to leave the capital because he offended the powerful, and then he was displaced.

Although the book he wrote at the beginning was obscene, it was much more obscene than his. It was not because he wrote clearly how the rich and powerful made money, and was finally convicted for his words.

Although he stepped into the fairy gate now, he was angry when he saw this kind of dog official attached to the powerful, and wished to use Lian Wushuang's hammer to give him a couple of blows.

Pointing at the county magistrate's nose, Dan Qingzi continued to scold: "A mere Mr. Qiu, you did this without even talking nonsense. How dare you say you are the county magistrate, you bastard? The shit is all over your face , You have to applaud the other party, are you the county magistrate or the other party is the county magistrate? Even the fish and meat people have to pick up shit behind others, and calling you a dog is really scolding the dog's ancestors for eighteen generations."

The county magistrate was scolded for being smoked from Qiqiao, and he was going to fight Dan Qingzi desperately when he pulled up his sleeves.

But before he got there, he was slapped on the face by Dan Qingzi, turned around on the spot three times, and finally passed out completely.

Asking the master who came here with him to carry the county magistrate out, Dan Qingzi still felt hesitant, kicked open the door of the officials' room, and yelled at the people inside: "My elder is still Master Qiu!"

Some of them were beaten by Dan Qingzi in the morning, and now seeing Dan Qingzi dare not say a word, he just lowered his head in fear.

Finding that no one dared to speak, Dan Qingzi yelled directly: "Get out of here, get out!"

After driving away all the officials, Dan Qingzi felt better.

Back in the room, he said to Wang Huai: "Wang Huai, it's done. It's really cool to play the role of the villain. Next time you have such a good thing, keep looking for me. But does it have to be so serious?"

Wang Huai looked at Dan Qingzi, feeling a little speechless.

"I just let you have a symbolic conflict with the county magistrate, who told you to drive away!"

"Oh, that's right, I'm sorry, I got in the way for a while, so I went too far."

"Forget it, it should be an easy mode anyway, and you can pass the level with your eyes closed. By the way, where is Yue Ling? I haven't seen her for several days."

"I said I was unhappy, so I ran away from home."

"She really does."

Sighing, Wang Huai felt a little empty.

I'm used to the days when Yue Ling was chattering by my side, but now that I can't see him, I still miss him a little.

After waving his hand to drive away this feeling, Wang Huai said to Dan Qingzi: "You can drive away the county magistrate. I originally wanted to show it slowly, but then you continue to stare at Master Qiu, and I will go out for a while."

After leaving the county office, Wang Huai ran directly to Mr. Lin's house, and knocked on the door.

After notifying the concierge of his name, Wang Huai waited at the door for a while, and finally waited for the concierge's response: "Master is still sick, so I can't meet guests."

Wang Huai also knew that the other party would not see him easily, so he said with a smile: "It's fine if you're sick, but please tell Mr. Lin that there will be problems with his business next time, and I'll wait for him to find me at any time."

After saying this inexplicable sentence, Wang Huai left directly to contact other people.

When the concierge told this sentence to Mr. Lin at home, the old man was squatting on the steps smoking a pipe.

Hearing this, the eldest son on the side sneered disdainfully: "It's a mystery, you really have such a great ability, why come here to be an official."

"you shut up!"

After scolding, Mr. Lin didn't feel right no matter what he thought.

The news that the county magistrate was kicked out spread quickly, and combined with the situation during the day, Mr. Lin knew that the new county magistrate was going to tear himself apart with Mr. Qiu.

Thinking of this, Master Lin felt a little bitter.

You dragons crossing the river are fighting with local snakes, what are you doing with us little shrimps.

Forget it, keep pretending to be sick.

However, Mr. Lin wanted to pretend to be sick, but the outside world refused.

The owner of the Lin family is in the ginseng business. The family has a good idea of ​​how to take care of ginseng. The ginseng collected can be [-]% better after being prepared by them.

They just processed a batch of ginseng yesterday and were about to transport it out through the only river channel. They didn't expect to hear news from the river channel immediately.

have to add money.

Knowing the news, Mr. Lin didn't want to pretend to be sick anymore, and went straight to Mr. Qiu's house: "Mr. Qiu, didn't you agree to pay 300 taels for a boat, why are you asking for a price?"

Master Qiu was still injured from the previous beating, but now one of the two maids is blowing in front and the other is rubbing at the side, which makes him feel better.

Stretching out his chubby finger, Master Qiu pointed at the other party, and said with a livid face, "It was 300 taels negotiated by the county magistrate before, but now that the magistrate has been kicked out, the price will naturally have to be re-set."

"Master Qiu..."

"If it's okay, let's go. If you really want to talk, let the new county magistrate talk to me."

Being driven away directly, Mr. Lin's beard stood on end in anger, but he also understood Mr. Qiu's intentions.

This is for me to be a knife!

After leaving Mr. Qiu's house, Mr. Lin did not go back. Instead, he walked into the temporary tea shop beside him sullenly, and ordered a bowl of hot tea.

After receiving the hot tea handed over by the tea boss, he rubbed his rough hands, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and felt emotional.

It's getting colder and colder.

The weather in Molong Town is very cold, and the temperature dropped at the end of October.

After a while, the river will freeze, and the river channel leading to the outside will be closed. The goods at home must be transported out within a few days, and then the grain for winter will be brought back.

People in Molong Town have almost no land to grow food, so they have to get food from outside.

But the only river channel is in the hands of Mr. Qiu, and now you need to pay more to go out, and then you need to pay more when the food comes in. People in the family also said that the herbal pickers they raise are hard to say.

After smoking a box of dry cigarettes, Mr. Lin saw someone coming out of Mr. Qiu's house again, and his expression was also not good-looking.

The other party's surname is Kong, and he was friends with Mr. Lin when he was young. Later, he fought for a while because of the ginseng matter, and they got angry, and they haven't said a word until now.

After the other party came out, he also saw Mr. Lin, but instead of coming to say hello, he squatted on the other side and took out the cigarette stick.

However, after searching on his body for a long time, he couldn't find any kindling, and finally threw the cigarette rod angrily, squatting on the ground and sulking.

At this time, the cigarette stick was picked up.

Raising his head, Mr. Kong found Mr. Lin standing in front of him, passing the tobacco rod with his left hand, and taking out the kindling with his right hand.

Lifting his chin, Mr. Lin signaled the other party to bite the cigarette holder, and then lit the other party himself.

Back in the tea shop, the two old men just sat together, puffing away, and no one spoke for a while.

I don't know how long it took before Mr. Lin said: "It's almost 40 years."

"Yeah, 40 years."

"Tell me, we fought for a long time back then, so what did it end up being? Just come to Master Qiu casually, and in the end you have to work for others."

"Yes."

"How much have you been added?"

"350 taels, another calculation will be made when you come back."

"Hey, I only have 300 taels."

"It's been a knife, why are you still proud of it?"

"Too."

The two old men chatted without saying a word, exchanging dry tobacco from time to time to taste the familiar taste.

At first there were only two old people, and before they knew it, a third person arrived, then a fourth, and a fifth.

The humble tea shop seemed to have turned into a nursing home in an instant. Several elderly people got together to discuss countermeasures, and they were connected with Wang Huai two days ago without knowing it.

"The little girl went to look for you too?" Mr. Lin asked.

"Yeah, I've looked for it. Hey, that little girl's eyesight is pretty good, she can actually see this step."

"Don't say it, it's pretty pretty. My grandson can't keep his mouth shut when he sees it, and he pesters him all day long to propose marriage."

"Don't think about it, she's from the county magistrate. A few days ago, someone saw her go out with the county magistrate, talking to each other in public. Alas, it's immoral, it's immoral."

"I want to be younger, and I want to be immoral."

"Forget it, do you have that strength?"

"What kind of strength does it take to be immoral, just lie down."

A group of old people knew each other when they were young. They came here to fight and rob, and finally their temperament was smoothed out. Now they are no different from ordinary old people.

Seeing that all the well-known people in Molong Town were present, Mr. Lin tapped on the cigarette stick and asked, "Everyone, what should we do next?"

"How about asking the county magistrate? Let the county magistrate go and admit his mistake to Mr. Qiu, and let's just let this matter go."

As soon as this sentence was finished, a voice immediately rang out from the crowd: "What's the use of admitting mistakes, Mr. Qiu can let us take care of the magistrate today, and he can continue to take care of us tomorrow."

The old people fell silent.

After a while, someone said again: "Then what can we do? The river is in the hands of Mr. Qiu, we have to go from there."

"It's only the end of October, and there's still more than a month before winter. Isn't there a dry road in the southeast direction? Why don't we just get through there instead of taking Master Qiu's road?" The man said again.

Mr. Lin said impatiently: "Opening the dry road requires the approval of the government, the county magistrate... hey, wait a minute."

Boss Guancha borrowed a pen and paper, and Mr. Lin immediately drew a sketch, staring at the dry road in the southeast and meditating.

This dry road used to be one of the roads leading from Molong Town to the outside world, but later it collapsed due to the earthquake and was blocked by falling rocks.

Afterwards, the group could only travel by water, and when the winter was not frozen, they shipped the goods out with extra money, sold them to Mr. Qiu, and then returned with high-priced grain and extra money.

If you walk once, you will be slaughtered four times, but there is no way.

Who told the river to be handed over to others?

But if this dry road is opened, then they can get rid of Master Qiu's restraint, and their goods can be sold at a good price.

Naturally, when the county magistrate was in charge, this kind of thing would not be allowed.

But now that the county magistrate has been expelled, only the county magistrate has the final say, so there is still room for discussion on this matter.

But in this way, he had to ask the current county magistrate, which was equivalent to binding himself with the county magistrate, and walking on the opposite side with Master Qiu.

It's not a good choice.

Just as Mr. Lin was hesitating, the previous voice sounded again: "Everyone has fought hard in the wind and rain. Why are you so frightened by a dead fat man that you don't even have the strength to fight once?"

Mr. Lin looked at the speaker, and found that the speaker was not an old man, but the tea boss who had been serving tea to him.

After knocking on the cigarette rod, Mr. Lin raised his eyes and asked sharply, "Who the hell are you?"

The other party lifted the hat with a smile, revealing a beautiful face.

"Counselor counselor, Wang Huai."

　Thank you for the 1500 point reward from the priest with the big sword, thank you very much
　　
　
(End of this chapter)