The most powerful minister in the world

Jingxi put one foot on the chair and stuffed dried fruits into his mouth. When the storyteller told something wonderful, he kept cheering.

Liu Huangying was rolling her eyes with eggs at the side. At this time, a maid carrying a fruit plate came in with fruits. She squatted slightly in the corridor and said: "You two gentlemen, these are fresh fruits just picked from the yard. Just one tael of silver."

Liu Huangying took a look and muttered: "It's so expensive. Is the skin made of gold, or the flesh?"

Jingxi rolled his eyes, took out a couple of pieces of silver and put it on the table. The maid walked up with a smile. The moment she put down the fruit plate, she quickly pulled out the hairpin from her head and stabbed it towards Jingxi.

Liu Huangying wanted to stop her, but it was too late. After a breath, she saw Jing Xi holding the hairpin between his two fingers and twisting it. The hairpin came out and was nailed to the wall.

The maid who committed the assassination was unwilling to give in, and struck Jingxi with her palm. Her waist was twisted, and her palm was like a dagger, making a whistling sound.

Jingxi kicked the table, and the chair under her butt moved accordingly. Although she avoided it, her clothes were also scratched. At this time, Liu Huangying had already reacted, picked up the teapot on the table, and threw it towards the maid. But it's just a futile effort.

The maid who was still provoked turned around and rushed towards him. Liu Huangying backed up her fat body and stumbled to the ground. Seeing her hand blade in front of her, Jingxi kicked the ground to gather strength and kicked her with a roundhouse kick. Kicked to the ground.

The maid fell to the ground, clutching her stomach, frowning, and when she saw that the assassination failed, she wanted to run away. How could Jingxi follow her and chase after her without mercy at all? It's a slap towards the buttocks.

The sound was so loud that everyone present looked over. The storyteller choked on his own saliva and turned around only to cough.

The scene upstairs in front of everyone's eyes was a slut teasing the maid. When the maid refused, he forced her to the wall.

Immediately, the chivalrous people began to criticize Jing Xi. At this time, the maid's companions also gathered around.

"Hey~ There are helpers. It seems to have been planned for a long time, but you girls are still good at sewing, but killing is far away!"

Jingxi glanced at Liu Huangying, and he slipped out secretly. He was not the main target in the first place, and with his chubby figure, he did not feel like a threat, so he did not stop him.

Jingxi was surrounded by seven or eight maids. The one who was pressed against the pillar was still struggling. After a while, he took out a dagger and slashed backwards.

Jingxi retreated and the maid was freed.

"You killed my sister, and I will pay for it with your blood today!"

"????"

Jing Xi looked at the maid in confusion and asked, "What's your surname, girl?"

"Chen Guoan Sydney!"

"Chen Guoren?" Jingxi wondered secretly. She just said that he killed her sister, but he had never killed a woman on the battlefield. Where did he come from?

"Is there any misunderstanding? I have never been to Chen Country."

"You turn into ashes and I know you, so suffer death!"

When Jingxi saw her leading people to rush over again, his face drooped, he flew down from the second floor and landed directly on a guest's table. He also took the wine glass in his hand and took a sip. He spat it out and said in disgust: "Yellow wine? Bah, what is it."

In this moment, An Xueli also led his entourage downstairs, each waving the dagger in their hands to attack Jingxi, who jumped sideways to dodge among the crowds.

The skills of this group of maids were average, not even the fifth grade. Jingxi knocked down one of them in a short while. It took less than a stick of incense, and only An Xueli was left to hold on. By this time, she was already sweating. dripping.

Look at our second son of the Jing family, he is calm and calm without blushing and out of breath. He turns to the storyteller on the stage and says: "I didn't finish listening this time. Next time I come, you can continue your story."

The storyteller put down the folding fan in his hand, cupped his hands and said, "Young Master is very skilled."

Just when An Xueli was about to take action again, a large number of Xiziying soldiers rushed in and surrounded them.

Seeing that the situation was over, she put the dagger in her hand on Xin Chang's neck and tried to commit suicide. Jing Xi popped out a peanut with her fingers and knocked the dagger away.

"You want to die now? Don't bother, let's talk?"

An Xueli had tears on her face. She looked at Jing Xi's arrogance fiercely, bit her lip, closed her eyes and rushed towards the dagger of the Xizi camp soldier.

Jingxi rolled his eyes, flew over and kicked her to the ground, sat down on her and said with a smile, "If you fall into my hands, life or death will not be yours to decide."

"You bastard, my sister died because of you!"

By coincidence, Yan'er also came. She was wandering around in the government office when she saw the fireworks exploding in the sky. She saw the soldiers who were left behind in the government office gathered together and rushed out in a hurry. She felt something was wrong and also rode on horseback. Followed.

Just after entering the inn, she saw her son sitting on a woman. She didn't know why at first, but now she heard what An Xueli said, and she immediately looked at Jing Xi with her mouth pouted and gritted teeth.

Jingxi spread his hands helplessly, patted An Xueli's face and said, "Don't talk nonsense, who is your sister?!"

"You killed my sister because she helped Prince Chen escape from prison! Now you're still pretending to be innocent, you're a scumbag, you're going to die a good death!"

Jingxi's pupils shrank sharply, and the murderous aura in his body suddenly increased. He grabbed An Xueli's neck with one hand and shouted sternly: "Your sister is the one who helped Li Junhao become a disguise, so she really deserves to die!"

An Xueli's face turned red when he pinched her, but she still glared angrily without the slightest fear, and even tried to cause slight harm to him with her hands.

Fortunately, Laner rushed over in time to pick up Jingxi, otherwise this person would have died. Although he did not die, he still fainted.

"My son, my son?"

Jingxi was awakened by Lian'er's cry, and gently patted her wrapped hand and said, "Okay, it's okay."

Lian'er let go of his hand and wiped the blood stains on his arm and smiled without saying a word. Jingxi touched her head, turned around and ordered: "Tie everyone up, especially this one, watch it. If He’s dead, you’re the only one asking!”

"Yes, General!"

On the way back to the government office, Lian'er sat in front of the horse and was held by Jing Xi from behind. Liu Huangying followed beside her and muttered: "Master Jing, are those women here to pursue love debts?"

Jingxi glared at him and said, "Fuck you, am I that kind of person?!"

Laner pouted and said, "Yes."

Jingxi grabbed her chest, causing her to grab her hand and bite it, causing Jingxi to scream in pain.

Liu Huangying shook her head helplessly and said: "Master Jing, let's take more people with us when we go out in the future. It's getting more and more uneasy. When you just went to West Lake, Lao Mu was assassinated several times. If it weren't for If Mr. Lan follows, he will be hanging."

"And this matter, why haven't I heard him say it?"

"Nothing happened, so I just didn't say anything."

"What nonsense is this?" Jing Xi raised his eyebrows, "That's not right. When did you call him Lao Mu? Fatty, your market is on the rise now."

"Hey, isn't it normal for people to come to Jiangnan to spend time with each other?"