Datang broom star

Jia Pingan said lightly: "Come here!"

The one-eyed dragon Chen Dong stepped forward, "Your Majesty!"

"I didn't say it that day because I didn't want to expose you, but you are still aggressive today, so don't blame Jia for being merciless."

Master Jia sighed in great compassion.

But immediately he said coldly: "Ask that door!"

When the door came out that day, Xin Ji sneered.

Who would want to admit to taking money?

The doorman glanced at Xin Ji, and suddenly cried: "I'm guilty. I was guarding the door in the official department, and I received more than five thousand dollars in benefits... That day I received a dime of silver... That Di Panzuo found out. , I quibbled, and then called Zhang Gu...and gave them the silver."

Singh's body shook a bit!

"you!"

He looked at Jia Ping'an, "You did it!"

"This is fair!"

Jia Pingan ridiculed the fairness he said that day, "Menzi took the money, and Jia asked people to check...Xiaoyu."

Xu Xiaoyu came with a big bag, "I found this at Menzi's house, a lot of silver coins, and I haven't had time to melt it yet."

"Copper coins are too heavy, silk and satin are too conspicuous, what is better than gold and silver?"

Menzi knelt down, "I plead guilty!"

This is probably the fastest confession ever recorded.

Jia Pingan thought about Xin Ji, "What does Mr. Xin think? By the way, Mr. Xin said that if you stay in Bianzhou for one day, Di Panzuo will stay for one day. This is too proud. Jia is here, so let's see It depends on your means. Within three days, Jia will let Di Panzuo leave Bianzhou! What can you do?"

With bright eyes, he asked again, "What can you do?"

At this moment, Xinji hated secretly and left in a huff.

"Marquis of Wuyang!"

Di Renjie cupped his hands.

Brother!

Don't just salute, okay?

Jia Ping returned the gift.

Di Renjie bowed his hand again.

Two bow.

Again……

Fortunately he stopped.

"Grateful!"

There are not many words, but gratitude is in it.

"But the bureaucracy is difficult..."

"Go back and wait."

Jia Pingan smiled and said, "The rest of the matter... By the way, does Brother Di want to continue to be an official, or..."

How can I trouble you again?

Di Renjie said with a smile: "I'm not an official, I go home to serve my parents."

But parents will be sad.

Parents miss their children, but they want their children to have their own lives.

Di Renjie returned to his residence.

He wanted to go back, but before Xinji nodded, he could only wait here.

This is the reason why the official rank crushes people to death.

Singh didn't come back until he played drums on Sixth Street, feeling a little drunk.

"Bitch dog slave!"

Xinji's affairs fell through, and she lay on the bed and scolded for a long time.

"Wipe the old man!"

The weather is hotter, so rubbing your body can cool you down.

Di Renjie didn't move.

"Bitch! Come soon?"

Singh yelled.

Di Renjie got up and went to the kitchen, and came back with a basin.

Wiping your body... so comfortable!

Singh gradually fell asleep.

When he woke up the next morning, he felt uncomfortable, got up and bowed his head...

"What is this?"

The body is slippery, a touch of...

"Oil?"

Xinji jumped out of bed, "Who did it?"

Di Renjie didn't speak.

"Bitch!"

Xin Ji scolded: "When you return to Bianzhou, old man, you will be in a dilemma."