The best county magistrate

The following performances were all about crushing rocks on the chest, wielding knives and guns, but the outfits of several Nanban girls were really exciting and attracted a lot of attention.

The window of the private room on the third floor was never opened, and it was not known who was inside.

While waiting for the left and right guards, Yang Xuanchen sent two or three guards to the back hall of Zuiyue Tower to see if he could find any useful clues.

Zhao Yanli, on the other hand, was watching his every move carefully, wondering what major event made him and his captain of the bodyguard so nervous.

When Yang Xuanchen took a long breath and prepared to pick up the food, he finally couldn't help but ask.

"Can you tell me what's going on now?"

"I'm not sure, but judging from Yang Zhen's judgment, this group of southern barbarians should not be good people." Yang Xuanchen replied.

Zhao Yanli looked at the beautiful Southern barbarian who was playing with swords and guns on the stage outside, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"The big horse monkey you just mentioned is really not a monkey, but a human?"

Yang Xuanchen nodded, then shook his head, "To be honest, I'm not sure. The teeth of the big horse monkey are indeed more like humans than monkeys."

"Let's wait and see, if the beauty in the bottle is really what I thought."

At this point, his tone became much colder, "Then these people deserve to die!"

Damn it?

Zhao Yanli was startled by his words. Is the situation that serious?

They were just a group of buskers who had just moved from the market to Zuiyue Tower. Even if they used beauties in cool clothes to deceive them, it wouldn't be a crime.

What's more, it's still unclear whether the big horse monkey is a monkey or a human, so why is his tone so cold to the bone.

After all the beauties of the Southern Barbarians on the stage had receded, four strong men carried up a large square box similar to a sedan chair.

At this time, the window of the private room on the third floor also opened, and the Xie brothers and several high-ranking officials whom Yang Xuanchen had never seen stopped and stood by the window.

Xie Tianjie looked around and happened to spot Yang Xuanchen who was eating food and drinking wine on the second floor. He also saw Zhao Yanli beside him who was asking questions.

Ok?

Didn't this guy say he only likes women? Why is there a man with strong limbs next to him today, and he looks very young.

Could it be that Yang Xuanchen likes this tone?

Do you want to practice it yourself? Maybe you can please him.

But then he thought about it, his current figure was good enough, and it seemed that he would lose his beauty if he got older, so he might as well forget it.

Thinking about it, a smile appeared on Xie Tianjie's lips.

Xie Tianhua beside him asked: "Brother, are you happy that I did a good job today?"

Hearing this, Xie Tianjie glanced at him and said with a smile: "Those performances just now were pretty good, but they were a bit ordinary."

"The prince and the adults don't have any stunning look in their eyes, but Mr. Song and Mr. Wei are a little interested in those two southern barbarian beauties..."

"I understand, I understand this. Don't worry, brother, I'll explain it right away..."

Xie Tianhua said as he turned around to make arrangements, but unexpectedly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Yang Xuanchen on the second floor.

"Yang Xuanchen!" He exclaimed, then seemed to recall some bad past events, and his face turned red from holding back.

"Brother, look there, it's Yang Xuanchen!"

"I know, I've seen it a long time ago. But our Xie family has already received this year's share of sea salt, so don't mess with him."

After Xie Tianjie said something, he paused, "Just now, several adults at the table mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally, and they were talking about Zhan Shifu and Grand Master Murong."

"I think this kid has probably entered Zhan Shifu. Don't mess with him."

Faced with his elder brother's warning, Xie Tianhua did not dare to make a mistake, but suppressed the inexplicable hatred in his heart.

"Brother, I will go to the back hall to talk to the class leader first and make arrangements for these beauties."

Seeing that his younger brother already understood what was important and what was important, Xie Tianjie smiled heartily, which aroused the curiosity of the man at the other window.

"Tianjie, what are you so happy about? Come and talk to me!"

Xie Tianjie took a few steps closer to him and bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty, Tianjie is happy that that boy Tianhua has become sensible."

"Today's banquet and the troupe were all arranged by him himself. Tianjie laughed when he saw that the prince and the adults were eating happily and looking at them comfortably."

The man who was called the prince patted Xie Tianjie on the shoulder with a smile, "Since you have been in charge, I have invited everyone to get together every year..."

"Hey, no, no, the prince has gone out of his way now. If it weren't for the prince and your lords, we brothers would have become a pile of withered bones."

Xie Tianjie waved his hands repeatedly, not daring to accept the prince's gift of thanks, "The Xie family will always be the prince's people..."

"Haha, haha, no more polite words, let's continue watching the show."

The prince pointed towards the black box on the stage, and the troupe immediately understood. They lifted the red cloth and opened the box.

Wow!

The entire Zuiyue Tower was in an uproar. Yang Xuanchen's pupils suddenly shrank, and the knuckles holding the wine glass turned white.

Zhao Yanli exclaimed: "I'll blanch it!"

Several high-ranking officials at the windows on the third floor, including Xie Tianjie and the prince, looked shocked.

Because there was a slender vase about half a person tall standing on the stage on the second floor, with a stunning face on the mouth of the vase.

"Look, it's a beauty in a bottle!"

"I have long heard that there is a beauty named Ping'er in the Southern Barbarians, but I didn't expect to see her today."

"Look, the beauty is smiling."

"..."

The guests in Zuiyue Tower pointed at the bottle beauty on the stage and shouted, some were happy, some were shocked, and some were scared.

At this time, a Nanman man stepped onto the stage and began to introduce the origin of Ping'er Beauty.

He spoke vividly and vividly, not only combining the regional culture of the Southern Barbarians but also adding some legends of ghosts and gods from Dayan, which shocked everyone.

"Then please enjoy the performance of Ping'er Beauty."

The music of the piano sounded from somewhere, followed by the beauty's red lips opening and closing, and the moving songs began to echo in every corner of Zuiyue Tower.

Before the song was sung, Yang Zhen had already returned to the private room, "Master, Mr. Yang, the left and right guards have been ordered to come. It will be three sticks of incense at the latest."

"Nothing else was found in the back hall, but our people couldn't get close to the suspicious giant monkey..."

After hearing this, Yang Xuanchen rolled his eyes a few times and took out a few banknotes from his arms, "In this case, you send someone to the back hall again and say that I want to watch the monkey show again."

"When the two generals of Yiwei on the left and right arrive, you and I will come on stage together. Let's see up close whether it is a human or a monkey."

Yang Zhen nodded, admiring Yang Xuanchen a little more in his heart.

When he went to shake people at Zuoyiwei's station, he told him what Yang Xuanchen had told him in private.

Unexpectedly, General Wu Yiheng of Zuo Yiwei immediately put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and called for Zuo Yiwei to get ready and come to Zuiyue Tower.

He really didn't expect that Yang Xuanchen would have such great respect with His Majesty and Zuo Yiwei.

"Master Yang, if that big horse monkey is really a human, what should we do?"

A cruel smile appeared on Yang Xuanchen's lips, and he replied in the coldest voice, "Abominable human trafficker, hateful southern barbarian spy, cruel and inhumane!"

"Look at the bottle beauty on the stage!"

"Ping'er Beauty?" Yang Zhen followed his gaze and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

People in this era respected heaven and earth and feared ghosts and gods, and even the guards in the palace were not exempt from vulgarity.

At this moment, Yang Zhen was really shocked, because he had heard the story about Ping'er Fairy in Nanman.

"This is a succubus that can steal people's souls. Why is it here? Young...First Prince, let's evacuate immediately."

Hearing this, Yang Xuanchen stretched out his hand to stop him, and then slapped Yang Zhen on the face.

"Asshole, after all you are also a guard in the palace and a leader of the imperial army. Can't you tell whether you are a human or a monster?"

"There are no monsters or ghosts in this world. Even if there are, they are all human beings. You are so scared!"

Everyone in the private room was shocked by this scene. Yang Zhen is the captain of the guard of Wenhua Palace. You can beat your mother-in-law whenever she wants. You are so awesome.

Moreover, you are so stupid and disrespectful to ghosts and gods. You say that all demons and monsters are transformed by humans. Why don't you transform yourself and show us?

But in the final analysis, as long as the person taking the lead is not afraid of this kind of thing, the people below will be emboldened.

Following that slap, Yang Zhen came back to his senses and looked at Yang Xuanchen in a different light.

He clasped his hands into fists and bowed deeply, "He is guilty of underestimating his position, please punish me, Mr. Yang!"