Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 435 Stealing the grain truck and killing the virtuous king!

In midsummer, the sun is high in the sky, and it is hot and vicious.

The weather in the south is more sultry.

The county magistrate was called into the mansion by the magistrate early in the morning. He sat in the front hall and waited for a while before seeing that familiar face appearing outside the front hall.

Seeing the person coming, the county magistrate quickly got up and gave a slight blessing: "Your Majesty has seen you."

"Ah."

The magistrate responded lightly, and sat down at the top of the front hall.

As soon as he took his seat, a maid in the mansion immediately stepped forward and poured him a cup of tea.

He glanced lightly at the teacup on the low table beside him, and then set his eyes on the county magistrate.

"Have you heard that the food truck from the court is almost here?"

"I heard something."

"I have thought about it carefully for several days, and I think we should have spies here."

As he spoke, the magistrate's pupils, which looked at the magistrate, gradually deepened.

The county magistrate met his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Why did your lord say that?"

"Think about it, our place is as high as the sky and the emperor is far away. If there were no spies to tell the situation here, how would the emperor know that our place has been flooded?"

Hearing this, the county magistrate looked away nervously, and tried to pretend to be calm: "Does your lord know who that spy is?"

"I don't know yet." The magistrate shook his head: "But it doesn't matter, wait for the official to deal with the virtuous king, and then find out that spy!"

As the magistrate's voice fell, there was a moment of silence in the front hall.

The county magistrate was in deep thought for a moment, and the prefect's voice came to his ears again.

"I reckon that His Royal Highness King Xian should have come with this grain cart, we absolutely cannot let him come here!"

Hearing the magistrate's words, the county magistrate suddenly remembered what happened in the inn a few days ago, and swallowed in fear.

"My lord, what are you going to do?"

"Rob the food truck, kill the virtuous king!"

The three words "kill the virtuous king" came out of the magistrate's mouth, full of murderous intent.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a sinister light in his eyes.

It was not the first time that the county magistrate saw him like this, but he still felt a chill down his spine.

The magistrate is a man who kills like hemp and has too much hostility.

He was worried that if he threatened him one day, would he kill him too?
"County magistrate, county magistrate..."

The county magistrate was engrossed in his thoughts, and the magistrate called him several times before he regained his thoughts.

He raised his head blankly and looked at the prefect.

I saw that the prefect frowned slightly, and there was a bit of impatience on his face.

"County magistrate, what were you thinking about just now, so preoccupied?"

There was dissatisfaction with him in the magistrate's voice.

Hearing the magistrate's words, the county magistrate immediately became alert.

He sat sideways with a smile on his face.

"My lord, this lower official is thinking, His Royal Highness is different from other officials, so I'm afraid it's not so easy to deal with."

"So what if it's hard to deal with, what defense can he have on the way?"

With that said, the magistrate beckoned to the county magistrate.

The county magistrate hurriedly stood up and came to the magistrate.

The magistrate attached to his ear and whispered a few words in a low voice.

The county magistrate was slightly taken aback, then turned to look at him: "Your Excellency, are you going to let those bandits take action?"

Seeing the county magistrate's nervous expression, the magistrate frowned in displeasure: "Why not?"

"No, no..."

After leaving the magistrate's mansion, the county magistrate has been absent-minded.

After walking a long way, he suddenly raised his head, only to find that he had unknowingly come to the inn where King Xian stayed.

(End of this chapter)