A Layman in the Qin Dynasty

say clearly?

This kind of thing is basically that the yellow mud falls into the crotch, it's not shit or shit, even if Zhao Qi's tongue is like a sign, he won't shirk.

"General, whether you can say that you are scumbag depends on the evidence."

Han Fei took a step forward, looked at Ji Wuye, and said in a hurry.

But really worthy of this job as a scoundrel

Nian Wuye's voice suddenly became cold and severe, threatening.

Si Bao was already in charge of criminal law, and without evidence, based on the clear test alone, wouldn't the general not be afraid of slandering good people? Besides, it was thanks to him that Hong Lian was able to escape the danger. I am so dumb that I can't see where the general came from. . "

Han Fei refuted it with a slap in his mouth.

The stunned Ji Wuye clenched his fists vertically, looking like he could only hold back when he broke out.

That mouth is awesome.

Zhao Qixie glanced at Han Fei, and sighed in his heart, fearing that Ji Wuye would stop working all the time, he dragged Han Fei to the side and chatted about Zilanxuan by the way.

Ji Wuye's heavy Ye sighed, and the light flickered, and said somewhat puzzled, "How did Zhao Qixie enter the palace, and the guards at the door just put him in, what did the king eat? "

· · Flowers ·

Thinking of this question, Ji Wuye asked Ye Xue angrily.

If Zhao Qixie didn't enter the palace, Ji Wuye could directly send someone to take him down, or even give him a crime of breaking into the palace and wanting to do something wrong.

You can do whatever you want with him then.

It won't be like this.

"He got Han Yu's jade card."

Bai Yifei's expression has calmed down, Guo Yan said softly.

"Han Yu?"

Ji Wuye's expression changed, and then he looked at Han Yu who was standing not far away, and Han Yu seemed to have noticed his gaze, and smiled at him Wen Chu, as always elegant and easy-going

Watching Ji Wuye wanted to punch her husband.

It's Han Yu again.

This fellow with Mu Ni, the grass on the wall, fell on both sides, said to cooperate with him, but when he stabbed the knife, he was not soft at all. Let other people barrel.

It's slippery, and it makes people feel evil, but it's impossible to take him, and even to some extent, he has to cooperate with him.

"Now you should be worrying about how to take him down

Bai Yifei didn't even bother to look at Han Yu, so he looked at the empty throne and said grimly.

"I know."

Ji Wuye narrowed his eyes, glanced at Zhao Qixie and Han Fei, who were sleepy and chatting, and said slowly.

Zhao Qixie on the side also felt Ji Wuye's malicious eyes, but he didn't care, after all, eyes can't kill people, and being hated by Ji Wuye is also a skill.

"This level is not easy, how can you explain it to your father?"

Han Fei said softly.

"If the explanation was useful, I wouldn't be standing here now."

Zhao Qixie withdrew his mouth and said with a chuckle

Han Fei heard the words, the smile on his face also restrained a little, and his brows were furrowed. He obviously knew what Zhao Qixie meant. In the end, it all depends on Han Gan's attitude. If Han Gan trusts, then Zhao Qixie is naturally innocent. Wang Ruo not

Letter, Zhao Qixie's explanation is useless no matter how much.

"So, sometimes no explanation is needed."

Zhao Qixie said ambiguously, saying that Han Fei was a little confused.

Chapter [-] Thriller

"Your Majesty. A to"

With the sound of a male voice, at the side door of the main hall, Han Wangan walked out slowly with a big belly.

Have good health.

But it's also normal. After the death of his son, the white-haired person sends Lifa's. No one is in a better mood.

The position of this big cadre is not so easy to do. Since ancient times, there have been a few people who can be a dazed lord. Therefore, it is necessary to be more skilled to be able to make the dizzy lord to the limit.

The most pitiful one is Han Yuan.

There are a bunch of moths in the court, and there are tigers and wolves outside, plus I don't have the ability, this throne is called a suffocation.

Even Han Wangan couldn't do it if he wanted to be a foolish king.

"[-]" As Han Wangan sat on the throne, everyone respectfully bowed to the frog king An's hand to check sleep.

Han Gan'an sat down, his breathing seemed to relax a little, and it seemed that walking took a lot of effort, but with a body shape of nearly [-] pounds, he was usually good at raising grass, and he didn't practice martial arts. Those goose, every day

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