At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Suddenly it occurred to me that the deposed emperor once used a young girl to cultivate immortality.

Since quackery cannot cure the disease, why not try more.

If you really can live forever, wouldn't it be great...

The man bent down and picked up the waistband that someone had left on the ground, and neatly tied the little girl's hands and feet tightly.

Let it squirm like a silkworm chrysalis on the ground.

Unable to break free, the man held the end of the waistband tightly in his palm.

The man closed his eyes and thought about the courtesan in the soft smoke building to find interest.

When interest returned, the man placed the silkworm chrysalis on the ground.

He restrained it with one leg and was about to peel off the outer shell of the silkworm chrysalis.

A brick hit him hard on the back of the head, causing blood to splash everywhere.

Some brick slag mixed with hot blood dripped down the man's chin and onto the little girl's face.

"Don't be afraid."

A slender but calloused hand gently covered the little girl's eyes.

The sun shone on her hands, tiny rays of light slipping through the gaps between her fingers.

Warm and bright, it is very reassuring.

She remembered this sister's voice, when she could still go out and play.

This is the sister who treated daddy. Is daddy coming back?

The cardamom girl has dark clouds on her temples, peach cheeks and willow waist, like a begonia in the drunken sun, dazzling other men's eyes.

The women and girls in the slums in the south of the city are not as good as the rich girls who are well-served and have tender skin and tender flesh.

Some people's eyes were shining with eagerness to try, but they were still worried about that ruthless brick.

And the maid and woman who looked very powerful didn't dare to take action for a while.

But just because he was afraid, it didn't mean that other people thought the same way.

"what--"

The screams of grief startled the birds flying from the nearby branches.

The cuckoo flaps its wings and flies out of this hell on earth.

Cross the high city wall and pass by the mottled villages.

Finally, we stopped at a grass pavilion to rest and listen to the urgent report from the Twolegs.

"There were chaos in the city, and many unscrupulous people rushed into the county office and beheaded the county magistrate."

"It so happens that Mr. Futai went to Yuji for inspection this morning."

"Now only the guards are guarding the camp. When I learned the news..."

The guard glanced at Xie Yuheng timidly and said with insufficient confidence: "Just... he passed out and has not woken up yet."

"Please also ask the Marquis of Jiangling to come forward and take charge of the overall situation!"

Xie Yuheng and the other young men were furious when they heard that.

What is taking charge of the overall situation is clearly asking you to take the blame.

Mei Xingyun opened his voice and cursed: "Fuck you!"

"With so many doctors in the camp, can't they cure a fainted guard?"

"Is his defense made of mud and unable to withstand the slightest storm?"

"To faint when something happens is the most ridiculous thing in the world. It's an eye-opener for me."

"When he returns to Jingzhou one day, I will ask someone to write a biography for him. The book will be called "Turtle Guard" and he will be infamy for thousands of years!"

Mei Xingyun spoke so impassionedly that he accidentally hurt his face.

Suddenly, my heart became a little more angry.

He angrily walked towards the two 'mute' men and raised his legs to vent his anger.

They had originally captured these two thieves whose origins were unknown, and were going to hand them over to the guards for interrogation.

I never thought that when I met this guard on the way, I would ask Xiao Yuheng to take the blame and clean up the mess!

Xie Yuheng played with the bowstring with his fingers, a sneer on his lips, and said:

"Go back and tell him first. Don't forget that I am a student of the Minister of War."

"He just wants to be accused of dereliction of duty, and I will give him permission."

"It's just that I don't know where he will serve next year. How about southwest Yizhou? Or the front line of Bingzhou?"

The Ministry of Civil Affairs is in charge of the recruitment of civilian officials, while the Ministry of War is in charge of military attachés. Although large-scale troop deployments require cabinet approval.

If you just throw a guard into a place where birds can't poop, you can control it easily and easily.

The officer's face turned pale, as if he didn't expect Jiang Linghou to be so difficult to deal with, and he guessed all the guard's thoughts.

I could only get on my horse shivering and report back on my way back.

When Xie Yuheng's carriage stopped outside the camp, a person greeted him warmly.

He took the work of the servants of the Xie family and thoughtfully placed the horse stool for Xie Yuheng while complimenting:

"The doctor in the Marquis's house is really a miracle doctor who came down to earth, Bian Que was reincarnated, and Hua Tuo possessed him."

"My medical skills come from a start! This... I just gave Xiaguan a shot and he'll be fine."

Zhang Chunsheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly blocked Xie Yuheng's side with his hand.

"Master Hou, be careful where you step, don't fall."

Xie Yuheng looked at him with a smile but not a look, and said with a smile: "Since the miracle doctor in my residence has brought me back to life."

"Zhang Shoubei, don't forget to pay the consultation fee. I don't want much, just ten taels of silver."

"This is certain, certain."

Zhang Chunsheng's flesh ached, but ten taels of silver was not much.

But he was just pretending to be faint, and he would wake up even if a doctor saw him!

But compared to being thrown into the southwest of Yizhou, a place so poor that no one can shit...

Or, if you are sent to the front line of Bingzhou, you may meet your great-grandmother one day...

He thinks it’s okay!

As for the money, as long as you are still in Yangzhou, you can get it back!

Just as Xie Yuheng got off the carriage, he heard a loud bang from the city gate. It was obvious that someone was knocking on the door from inside.

Zhang Chunsheng also had an ugly face. What the hell is this?

Everything was fine the past few days, but today when Mr. Futai went out for inspection, trouble occurred.

Those who didn't know thought that he, the guard, didn't like the governor and was deliberately causing trouble.

As early as on the road, Xie Yuheng, who had followed Suzaku to explore the situation in the city, said in a cold voice:

"Find a few archers, wait until the city gate is breached, and shoot the ones who are leading the trouble."

Zhang Chunsheng hesitated: "Isn't this...not good?"

Xie Yuheng had a bright sarcastic smile on his face.

"What? Didn't the Lord Guard come back to take charge of the overall situation?"

"It doesn't count now. Is Mr. Zhang just taking advantage of me to have fun?"

Although he is a nine-year-old kid, Zhang Chunsheng feels that he puts more pressure on people than Mr. Futai.

He said hurriedly: "I don't dare, the lower official!"

"I am not that kind of willful and arbitrary person."

"If Mr. Zhang has his own rules and regulations, you might as well tell them and let us discuss them together."

Zhang Chunsheng could only apologize with a smile on his face. If he had a charter, how could he pretend to be faint?

But when I thought about it again, I felt it was so wonderful.

If something goes wrong, blame it on this little brat.

Anyway, he was just following orders, exactly as he planned from the beginning.

Young people are just too upright!

As everyone knows, in the officialdom, sometimes you have to pretend to be blind and deaf in order to survive for a long time!

With this in mind, Zhang Chunsheng ordered people to act according to Xie Yuheng's words.

There is quite the intention to leave this matter to the Marquis of Jiangling.

After half a cup of tea, the city gate fell to the ground with a roar, causing dust to cover the sun.

Amidst the flying dust, several people shouted loudly: "Brothers, rush, staying in the city is the only way to die!"