The best county magistrate

Since being knocked unconscious by Zhou Miaomiao that night, Yang Xuanchen has used various physical discomforts in the past few days to enjoy treatment that he has never enjoyed before.

"Gulu gulu, hetui!"

"Sister Yu also told me that this food tastes like white porridge, so you lied to me, hum!"

Zhou Miaomiao snorted with dissatisfaction, and patted Yang Xuanchen, who was lying on the bed with a look of immortality, until he softened.

"I'm warning you, eat lighter these days, it's fishy!"

Early in the morning, Zhou Miaomiao rubbed her cheeks and complained a few times before leaving the house.

"Who told you that you haven't reached the ninth level of Xuannv Gong? If you master it as soon as possible, you can stop talking."

Yang Xuanchen chuckled, lifted his pants and followed him out of the house with arrogant steps.

Outside the gate of Yang Mansion, Wang Tieshan had already prepared a carriage and was waiting for the young couple to come out.

Zhou Miaomiao got on the carriage and lay down on the cushions to rest, while Yang Xuanchen sat at the front of the carriage chatting with Wang Tieshan.

"Master Wang, which one of the wines and nectars Miaomiao brought you likes better?"

With a bang, Wang Tieshan took out a glass bottle from the storage box at the front of the car and said, "It's sour. It doesn't taste good. You can take it and drink it."

As he spoke, he unscrewed the lid of the wine gourd in his hand, took a small sip of wine, his chest rose and fell a few times, and then he took a long breath.

"This wine is good, and it suits my taste. How much alcohol is it?"

"You drink 60-proof liquor like this, take it easy." Yang Xuanchen glanced at him and felt a little anxious.

Although he still doesn't know how old Wang Tieshan is, but judging from his tone, he must be quite old. He is already sixty years old.

In the past few years, the two of them looked like a master and servant on the surface, but in his heart he always regarded Wang Tieshan as his grandfather.

He didn't want this cheap grandpa to eventually die of alcoholism, but Wang Tieshan seemed to have a lot of troubles, so he could only rely on alcohol to numb himself.

Along the way, Yang Xuanchen kept paying attention to Wang Tieshan's physical condition, and mentioned a bunch of examples of drinking that hurt the body.

It's a pity that Wang Tieshan seems to always go in one ear and out the other, and doesn't take it to heart at all.

In this way, the carriage gradually moved away, and soon it came out of the south gate of the capital city.

"Young man Yang, when you leave the city today, you will be like an arrow. There is no way back. How sure are you?" Wang Tieshan asked.

Looking at the relatively flat official road ahead, and looking back at the city gate that was worse than Qingshui County, Yang Xuanchen suddenly laughed.

"For others and myself, I must do this, and I have to do it."

"Then did you know that many innocent people will die!" Wang Tieshan's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with light, and he looked at him like this.

"I don't know how many people will die and how many innocent people will be implicated. I can't cover everything, I can only provide the greatest possible protection."

Yang Xuanchen said, pointing to the common people and merchants passing by, "As long as they are still there, what do those innocent people from wealthy families have to do with me?"

"Only when a group of borers die can the tree of Dayan grow more vigorously and be reborn in this spring."

Wang Tieshan laughed heartily after hearing this. He stood up with the wine gourd and said, "Come and have a drink. You are becoming more and more heroic."

"After this is done, you write down the Three Kingdoms and the old man. I want to see whether Cao Cao succeeds in the end or not!"

Hearing what he said, Yang Xuanchen's little face fell down again, "Master Wang, please spare me. You've done it more than a hundred times, but you can't write me to death."

"It's okay if you don't write it down. Anyway, you have achieved a small degree of success in the first stage of body training. You can then proceed to the second stage of training."

I blanch it, Yang Xuanchen secretly exclaimed, "Oh no, I forgot about this."

He smiled flatteringly at Wang Tieshan and said, "Chengchengcheng, I'm writing to you all the time. It's just that I can't stop doing this physical exercise. I...I can't stand it."

Wang Tieshan glanced into the carriage, with a lewd smile on his face, "What's the matter, are you panicking? Isn't Yu Yatou waiting for you in Shuangxia Town?"

Next door to Mary, you old guy is so shameless. I knew that the medicated bath you gave me and Zhang Biao was not a good thing.

No wonder Zhang Biao was able to capture Hua Qianhui so quickly, it turned out to be you!

"I'm doing this for your own good. If you're still not happy, you should be beaten!"

With a thud, Yang Xuanchen was shocked.

Unable to beat him again and again, but not daring to scold him, Yang Xuanchen could only lower his head and curse in his heart.

The carriage continued along the official road for about three hours before arriving at Shuangxia Town and stopped in front of a teahouse.

Yang Xuanchen and Zhou Miaomiao got off the carriage and looked around.

"Xuan Chen, there's something wrong with the atmosphere. Be careful." Zhou Miaomiao tightened Wu Feng's hand and said with concern.

Looking at the ill-intentioned looks around him, Yang Xuanchen couldn't help but sneered.

She's so bad at acting, except for the words "I want to kill you" written on her head.

He hummed and took steps into the teahouse.

This teahouse in Shuangxia Town is not big, only has two floors, and there are not many customers.

When the waiter took them up to the second floor, Yang Xuanchen nodded slightly towards a corner of the teahouse.

The person in the corner lowered his head and took a sip of tea, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and watched him go upstairs.

"Second brother, bring me a pot of tea, a pile of melon seeds and a pile of peanuts, and some snacks for my coachman..."

"Okay!" The second brother responded, muttering that this guest was really weird, and walked downstairs.

Their location was very good. They could see most of the main street in Shuangxia Town, and even the mature beauty in the inn diagonally opposite could see clearly.

At this time, the young woman opened the window and leaned half of her body on the window sill. Yang Xuanchen forgot to close his mouth as he looked at her career line.

Her charming eyes were looking at Yang Xuanchen, with a seductive look on her face, so alluring.

Green-green fingers lightly traced across the pouty lips, and then slowly reached down into the depths of the cloud.

Yang Xuanchen's eyes widened when he saw it. He couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva, and his body instinctively reacted strongly.

With a click, Zhou Miaomiao closed the two windows beside her, "What are you looking at?"

He touched his nose and laughed a few times, "It's been a long time since we last met. I miss you so much. I miss you so much."

"Then what's going on here?"

"Don't make trouble. What if someone comes? Your beautiful image as a wine fairy will be shattered." As he said this, Yang Xuanchen stretched his hands under the table and grabbed her feet.

Zhou Miaomiao used a little force to break free, and then followed the example of the pretty girl in the inn opposite, sliding her fingers back and forth between her lips.

Her charming look reminded him of the morning a few hours ago.

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, this is what I hear, this is what I hear."

"Amitabha Buddha is so good..."

"You don't believe in Buddhism, so why are you reciting the Wang Ba Sutra..."

Yang Xuanchen interrupted Zhou Miaomiao, "Female donor, please don't lie. The old monk's name is to abstain from sex..."

"I'll stop you big-headed devil!" She said and kicked his crotch with her jade feet.

"Ouch, it hurts, please be gentle, ouch~"

While the two were laughing and joking, about three to four hundred sergeants arrived at the north gate of Shuangxia Town.

They were all dressed in military uniforms, and each of them rode a horse with a silky mane. The sabers at their waists and the quivers behind them showed that they were not ordinary soldiers.

"My sons, please listen carefully!"

"The rebels are here in Shuangxia Town. General Song said that if you want to live or die, you will see corpses!"

Just as Wuchuan finished his lecture while holding up his long sword, he saw a man who looked like an ordinary citizen running out in a hurry.

"General Wu, the rebels have just entered the town and are currently drinking tea and taking a nap with a demon girl on the second floor of the teahouse."

"Are you sure that person is a rebel?" Wu Chuan asked again.

"Confirmation from humble position, almost all of us lurking in the town have seen it."

Wuchuan slashed forward with his broadsword, the smile on his face showing a bit of arrogance and disdain.

Yang Xuanchen!

Death is imminent, are you still in the mood to drink tea with a witch?

Haha, I don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is!