The County Magistrate is Not Slag Very A

    Jiang Fanyin did not touch the teacup after hearing this, but took out the silver needle she had prepared in advance. wine glass.

    Seeing that the silver needle had not changed, she did not change her expression: "Master Song has not only encountered an assassin, but someone has poisoned her before, the major general and the righteous brother will definitely not do this. , but also have to prevent those who are willing to do it secretly, please don't take offense."

    Song Boxue raised her eyebrows, hiding her surprise, but she didn't expect the heroine to do this.

    Jiang Wuyi felt guilty, his face darkened, and he always felt that his words were alluding to him.

    Hanagi smiled heartily and expressed her understanding: "Yes, Miss Jiang is really meticulous."

    It seems that Jiang Qianhu is right, Jiang Fanyin is obsessed with Song Boxue, so he can't be in a hurry.

    He can also see that the major generals have different voices, but no matter Song Boxue or Hua Jian, one of them is Jiang Fanyin's fiancé, and the other is a high-ranking major general. He is eligible.

    If he had to back down, he was more inclined to let Yinyin choose Huajian instead of following Song Boxue, the seventh-rank sesame official.

    The private room was inexplicably dull.

    Hanaman is a good talker, but he didn't let the atmosphere cool down. After a few drinks, Song Boxue handled it well.

    "Sir Song is already the parental official of Pingchuan County at a young age. Hua Mou will give you a toast."

    "The major general is still young and promising. I just conspired to have a job by chance."

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    Pingchuan County is a remote and remote place, and the county magistrate is not a sweet pastry.

    Song Boxue is telling the truth, it is indeed a coincidence.

    She and Hanami were testing each other, Jiang Wuyi kept drinking and drinking, Jiang Fanyin was drinking tea quietly, and the atmosphere was harmonious for a while.

    Hanami couldn't ask anything from her, so she turned the conversation: "I grew up in the city moat since I was a child, and I have never seen the customs of other places. Stay a little longer, and you will be entertained by Lord Lao Song."

    Song Boxue twitched the corners of her mouth and nodded in response, not to mention that Hua Jian was the male protagonist, just the name of a major general of the city protection army, and in her current capacity, she dared not refuse to entertain.

    It was already late at night when I went back, Song Boxue drank wine and walked a little lazily, walking slowly.

     "Trouble the two eldest brothers to go to Weitianfu tomorrow and inform the prefect of Miao about this playboy's origin."

    "Then I will trouble Big Brother Lin, and Second Brother Lin will stay in Pingchuan County for the time being." Song Boxue didn't bother about these titles and arranged them at will.

    The brothers surnamed Lin responded together.

    It was late at night, and there were no pedestrians on the road. Song Boxue glanced at Jiang Fanyin, who was exceptionally quiet, thinking of the emotional entanglement between the male and female protagonists, and felt a little unhappy: "Sister Jiang wants to entertain that Young General Hua? This official sent you to accompany him to appreciate the scenery of Pingchuan County?"

    Jiang Fanyin raised her eyes, this person called herself her official…

    And the use of 'entertainment' and 'accompany,' these words made her feel uncomfortable for some reason.

    She glanced at the Lin brothers behind her, and thought flashed in her eyes: "But listen to your instructions."

    "That's right, then I'll leave this matter to Sister Jiang."

    Song Boxue's eyes were indifferent, she was really kind, and took the initiative to create opportunities for the male and female protagonists to get along.

    Jiang Fanyin nodded lightly, a trace of confusion passed through her heart, for some reason, she always felt that the person in front of her seemed to be pushing her away on purpose, was it because of the General Hua?

    The group of four quickly returned to the county office, Song Boxue sent Jiang Fanyin back to the room, but he left the back house.

     "Brother Lin, let's go tonight, Brother Lin will come with me to the prison."

    On a night like this, I really want to do something, like arraign the prisoners.

    Song Boxue stood outside the cell, randomly ordered two assassins, and took them to the fire cell, which is the execution cell.

    She waved the head of the cell to step back, and instructed Lin Er to stay outside the execution room.

    Song Boxue looked at the two people tied to the stake.

    "I heard that you asked three questions?"

    The two assassins looked at each other and said nothing.

    Song Boxue lightly picked up a red-hot soldering iron and placed it on one of the older men.

    The sound of 'zira' was instantly scalded between the clothes and the flesh, accompanied by a burnt smell.

    The assassin groaned, gritted his teeth and endured the scream that had reached his mouth.

    Song Boxue chuckled lightly, and the older assassin couldn't bear it and let out a roar.

    The young assassin on the side turned his face away, they were all soldiers of the city moat, and they would rather die than surrender.

    The soldering iron gradually showed its original color, Song Boxue turned around and replaced it with a red-hot soldering iron, and continued to burn.

    She didn't ask any questions, she just kept burning, no matter what the assassin made, her face didn't change, as if she was playing a game of stamping.

    Until the older assassin screamed and died.

    Song Boxue probed his breath and breath.

    She raised her eyebrows and said with a pity: "This is dead, drag him down, and another one comes in."

    The boy on the side lowered his head, tears fell on the ground, his body trembled.

    Song Boxue approached the boy and smiled: "Now, the rest can live, otherwise...don't live at all tonight."

    The young man raised his head suddenly, and the person in front of him was smiling like a devil in his eyes.

    "God officer, you kill me, you kill me, kill me..."

    "Don't worry, it's your turn."

    Song Boxue watched Lin Er drag another person in, and picked up a red-hot iron like just now.

    The screams were accompanied by the sound of scorching flesh, which added a bit of horror to the torture room.

    The boy was out of breath, but he still gritted his teeth.

    "Oops, I'm out of breath again, drag another one in."

    Lin Ermu dragged the person out with a face, and his heart was full of horror, Mr. Miao was right, this young county magistrate should not be underestimated, how can a normal person do this.

     Soon another person was dragged in, and a new round of the game was staged again.

    Seeing his companions go from screaming to no sound, being dragged out one by one, the teenager finally collapsed: "Stop, stop...I said..."

    Song Boxue raised her eyebrows and said in a cold voice, "Take it down, draw it."

    Once there is a gap in a line of defense, this line of defense ceases to exist.

    A dozen people took turns to sign and sign, and a confession was handed to Song Boxue.

    In the cell, the teenager looked at his colleague who had passed out and cried bitterly, as long as he was still alive.

    At the inn, after hearing Master Zhou's report, Hua Jian kicked him to the ground: "Trash."

    All of them were recruited, a bunch of rubbish, they knew they should be silenced during the day.

    I don't know what the county magistrate will do next.

    Who knew that Song Boxue would act like no one else, not even mentioning the assassin, and even sent Jiang Fanyin to entertain him.

    For a major general like Hanami, the so-called hospitality is nothing more than eating, drinking, and having fun.

    The county seat of Pingchuan County is very small and the economy is not developed.

    Therefore, the group came to the largest restaurant in Pingchuan County, upstairs

    Hanagi wanted to get closer, but Jiang Fanyin was always lukewarm and didn't say a few words.

    After dinner, he asked someone to bring a set of well-made pale pink underskirts.

    "Miss Jiang, see you tomorrow, Hua is looking forward to seeing you in a ru skirt."

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    Because I was busy with other things, I almost forgot to update, sorry woohoo…