The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

"Do it again, do it again, and make you a road sign!"

Twenty four living landmarks inserted at each intersection of Yunnan Province. Fortunately, they only lived for half a day and were eaten by carnivores because of the blood smell. Unfortunately, they were secretly helped by the nearby kind-hearted mountain people. They were stunned and howled for six or seven days before they were relieved.

Dianzhou, like a paradise on earth, has become synonymous with hell because these days seem to haunt your ears.

"Being a road sign" has become the most vicious curse of the surrounding state capitals and the local people in Dianzhou.

As the highest authority in Yunnan, Du feibai, the governor of Yunnan, directly sent a memorial to Kyoto, praising Chang ruigui's contribution to public security in Yunnan.

Of course, Du feibai, who is also a literary giant, depicts the production process of road signs with exquisite and unique strokes, which makes people feel an immersive sense of fear.

In addition, the adult has been "exiled" all year round and hasn't done anything for a long time. On a whim, he even found the most famous painter in Yunnan - the soul painter who paints the legend of gods and monsters, with exaggerated pen, full color and great imagination - to draw the production process of road signs into a long axis scroll for adults in Kyoto to "open their eyes".

The two people who had been out of the power center in Kyoto for a long time suddenly made a big show in Kyoto. It was said that they scared several timid civil servants and couldn't sleep at night.

As the most well-informed people in Kyoto, Jiang qianxia's violent act of yecha's daughter to go to Dianzhou did not cause public anger and panic as expected by Taoist Baiyun, but had a natural indifference.

Nvyasha, it's not normal to kill in the wild land of Yunnan? Besides, all the people who died were Gu Li people, not da Qian people. No matter how miserable they died, they deserved it. What's strange?

A memorial letter is like a stone falling into the pool. Although the water spray is only a little, the invisible ripples spread far and far

"All the people in Yunnan are really dead? That's the elite of the king's account!"

"Oh, I've said that Jiang qianxia is not simple. It's not a role that can be solved by a hundred elite assassins. Now she's angry and uses thunder means. The bandits near Dianzhou have hurried out. Those mountain people are also a lot wary of outsiders. If they want to do it again, it's even more difficult."

"Did you blame me for everything? Don't forget, it was you who provoked her at the beginning!"

"Yes, but Taoist priest Baiyun still suspects that she is the evil star of the country. Have they found any trace of me? Hum, it's you. So many elites have been damaged this time. I want to see how you can explain to adults."

"... don't worry. Your Excellency has summoned us. Let's hide first and don't force out at this time. However, as long as I have the opportunity to separate Jiang qianxia and Guli, I'm sure I can kill with a knife!"

"It's not easy to separate them. What's more, are you sure if you can't kill them together, Guli, who is in the pain of losing his wife, won't set off a shocking blood rain?"

"Even if he goes crazy, our emperor is not a puppet emperor who can go crazy with him."

"I hope so. Alas, we don't keep in touch these days. Those Yin people in the dark are searching more and more closely. If they are found at this time, the arrangement of adults for more than ten years will fall short."

"Alas, Daqian is so lucky. Why is it so difficult to deal with a mere noble girl? The way of heaven is unfair, the way of heaven is unfair!"

In a brothel prepared by local ruffians at the bottom of the house, in the adjacent wing room, two men in coarse linen, one strong and one thin, just sat down against the wall, took down a brick from the wall, whispered, and stuffed the brick back again.

Two prostitutes, who were in a mess and played with, were exhausted and fell asleep, even snoring.

The thin man looked at the woman with disgust, took out a silk veil that was completely inconsistent with his clothes, stained with water, carefully wiped his body, and then left in the middle of the night with a smell of wine.

The strong man didn't mind the plain looking woman in the room. He drank the muddy yellow rice wine on the table, walked to the bed again, turned over the sleeping woman and pressed her with a smile.

With the pain of Jiao Chuan coming out again, the woman patrolling the building smiled and wrote more copper coins in her heart.

Just the next day, the woman who had been tossed around in the back rubbed her sour waist, cursed secretly, and clamped a copper plate with a missing mouth in the seam at the head of the bed as if nothing had happened.

The old woman who came to clean up naturally changed her bedding into a clean one. When she left, the copper plate disappeared.

When the night came, the moon pavilion was singing and dancing, and the literati sons recited poems against each other. The charming women's dependents were reluctant to leave, luring these high-ranking adults to spend a lot of money on themselves.

Yueqiong leaned against the window edge and played with the copper plate with a missing hole in her hands.

Liu Hongniang, who came and went without a trace, was wearing the most common maid clothes of the Mingyue Pavilion. She walked lazily on yueqiong's bed. Her amazing thin waist and chest plumpness drew an arc that made the population dry.

"Aha --"

She covered her mouth with her hand and yawned. Liu Hongniang said weakly, "who is the master behind the two people? Have you found out?"

Yueqiong looked at her angrily and said angrily, "where is it so easy? If they hadn't been stable in Dianzhou, they would have let more than 100 bone assassins go to find Qian Xia's trouble at once. I couldn't follow the vine and catch them."

"It's also interesting to say. How do people around a prince, a poor official who repairs books and writes, hook up with each other? Are the people behind them those Royal relatives and nobles who want to change the prince?"

Liu Mei was slightly clustered, and Yue Qiong shook her head not too sure.

"Although it looks very similar, it doesn't make sense? They targeted shallow summer from the beginning. At that time, shallow summer was not the prince's husband."

"And where will the disappeared crossbow go?"

"Who knows, it's hard to say that it's in the general's door, in the army?" Liu Hongniang shrugged, played with her hair and said, "the craftsman who can make a strong crossbow is not in the army, but in the palace."

"With shallow Xia's degree of favor and the friendship of greeting us in the dark, it should not be the order of the man in the palace. What's left is not only the man in the door?"

"But Qian Xia is the big woman of the general door. Killing her is not good for the whole general door?"

"I can't think, I can't think... Alas, I have to think if I can't think, I have to check if I can't find it!"

Liu Hongniang turned over and sat up and said with a bitter smile, "we can't find out one day, and shallow summer won't dare to come back one day. The bandits in Dianzhou are almost eliminated. If Guli's villain is forced to return to Beijing..."

"Oh, my God, I just said hello to us. There are as many as 200 ghost slaves lurking in Beijing! How many 'accidents' do the two hundred ghost slaves have to make in Kyoto in order to make Qian Xia feel at ease?"

"Alas, Kyoto can't be chaotic. We can't give Guli a chance to go crazy!"