The best county magistrate

The carriage chose to park in the parking lot on Menghua Street.

Fu Tingxue held the lady's lotus root arm and accompanied her. Behind him were a maid and two sword-wielding guards.

Several people walked along with them.

"Ranxiang Pavilion? This shop's tricks are interesting. Let's go and have a look."

The lady gave instructions and entered the shop accompanied by Fu Tingxue and the maid.

Two guards, one on the left and one on the right, stood holding swords and acted as door gods for Ranxiang Pavilion for free.

The weather was good today, and Yang Xuanchen was in a better mood without the housekeeper staring at him, so he naturally went shopping on the street.

When Yang Xuanchen developed soap and scented soap, he felt sorry for Xiaolian and wanted the hands that washed and cooked for him every day to be protected to the maximum extent.

So Ranxiang Pavilion, which specializes in soaps and scented soaps, came into being.

However, today there was a group of people surrounding the door of Ranxiang Pavilion, making a lot of noise.

Yang Xuanchen pushed aside the crowd and moved to the front. The scene in front of him immediately made him angry.

"Where did you two guys come from?"

"How dare you hurt someone with a sword in broad daylight!"

"Is there any more royal law? Is there any more law?"

He pointed casually, "That kid, go to the Yamen and call Zhang Biao to me!"

When the people saw that their county magistrate had arrived, they all acted as if they had a backbone, and they all accused the two guards in front of Ranxiang Pavilion.

"Master, you came at the right time. These two are beasts!"

"Yeah, they won't let us in the store!"

"The man with the beard just now almost stabbed Old Li to death in the head with his sword!"

"You have to make the decision for us!"

The common people were crying for their father and mother, as if they had an sworn hatred for the two people in front of them.

However, the sharp-eyed Yang Xuanchen keenly noticed something unusual.

There was no blood on Lao Litou, who was clutching his chest and fell to the ground. Apart from the alert look in the eyes of the door guards, they were clear.

It seems that the person in the store must have a good background.

At this time, a cold female voice came from the Ranxiang Pavilion store, "Ada, what's going on?"

The guard who was called Ah Da clasped his fists and cupped his hands into the store, and said loudly: "Back to Madam, someone of unknown origin wanted to enter the store, but he was stopped by his subordinates and Ah Er!"

The conversation between the master and the servant directly angered Yang Xuanchen, who stepped forward without caring about the identity of the people in the store.

How can a human being be so domineering? It's simply abominable!

"This special girl is from Qingshui County! I own my land!"

"Girls inside, listen!"

"No matter where you come from, no matter how noble your status is, there is no shop in Qingshui County that ordinary people cannot enter!"

"You are just visiting a shop, why don't you let us common people in?"

"With your two sword-wielding guards?"

"Believe it or not, the folks in Qingshui County can drown these two guys with just a spit of spit!"

Accompanying his roar, there were two clanging sounds of a sharp blade being unsheathed.

Ah Da shouted: "Stand back, then take a step forward, don't blame the sword for having no eyes!"

Yang Xuanchen advanced instead of retreating, puffing out his chest and taking two more steps forward, "Come on, chop me to death!"

Then he pointed at his neck, "Cut here. If you can't kill me today, I will let you go to jail. In a few days, I will chop you two with dog heads!"

"The people behind me are my strength!"

"You...what do you look like?"

"Ok?"

Speaking of this, Yang Xuanchen looked back and saw that there was no fellow countryman behind him.

There were only two native dogs wagging their tails there.

Suddenly, he became timid and took a few steps back.

He pointed at the two guards with trembling fingers, and his voice became a little weaker, "Don't mess around, I have a loud voice, I will shout!"

Ah Er was approaching step by step, and just when he was about to capture Yang Xuanchen, a loud shout came from the corner.

"You dare to touch my third brother's hair, your father, I will make you crumble to ashes!"

Zhang Biao led a dozen yamen servants, each holding a long sword newly forged by Tiangong and galloping over.

Seeing that they were about to be surrounded, Ah Da and Ah Er prepared to strike first, using their swords like a dragon to bully them.

The exquisiteness of his body skills far surpassed that of all the government officials, so only Zhang Biao could compete with Ah Da with his brute strength.

The battle started immediately, and the clanging of swords was heard constantly.

Yang Xuanchen was not idle either. He found some pebbles from somewhere and used them to do some dirty tricks.

"Hit your calf!"

"Hit you on the head!"

"..."

Not to mention, this tactic of attacking from the east to the west was quite effective. In panic, Ah Da failed a few moves, but Zhang Biao picked up the sword in his hand and subdued him!

A'er, who was besieged by more than a dozen government officials, was immediately defeated.

However, what no one noticed was that three women were already standing at the door of Ranxiang Pavilion.

The leading lady frowned and had an angry look on her face.

Fu Tingxue, who was beside him, covered his mouth with both hands, his beautiful eyes full of disbelief.

The maid took out the soft sword from her waist and was about to help, but was stopped by the lady.

"presumptuous!"

"How brave! I'm so brave. Do you know who I am?"

The cold female voice was not very loud, but it shocked everyone present.

The gazes of Zhang Biao and the government officials were instantly captured by the lady in front of them.

Go ahead, this young woman is so exciting!

Yang Xuanchen glanced at these unsatisfactory subordinates, without looking back, he shouted loudly: "Damn you, all your subordinates have been killed by us..."

Halfway through his harsh words, Yang Xuanchen turned around and exclaimed, "Fu Tingxue!"

"Third brother! Do you know these girls?" Zhang Biao shouted while holding a knife.

In this era, women from aristocratic families were very knowledgeable about skin care. It would be difficult to tell her age based on her appearance and figure.

Looking back and forth between Fu Tingxue and the lady several times, Yang Xuanchen found that their eyebrows were somewhat similar.

Judging from the way she held the lady in her arms, the beautiful young woman in front of her must be related by blood to Fu Tingxue, and she was most likely her mother.

If it was her mother, that would be fine, but if it was her aunt...

Thinking of this, Yang Xuanchen's heart skipped a beat, I'll blanch it! If it was her aunt, wouldn't she be Concubine Shu?

It's over, now I'm dead.

But think about it again.

As the saying goes, those who don't know are not guilty. As long as her identity is not made public, then whatever she is doing now is reasonable.

Yang Xuanchen grew evil and had an evil smile on his lips.

"Second Miss Fu, this woman instigated her servants to commit murders in this county and even beat up the government servants on duty."

"According to Great Flame Law, this is a serious crime!"

Fu Tingxue was about to open his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Yang Xuanchen's loud scolding, "Here comes someone, take it down!"

The noble lady had never been so angry before. The flames in her almond eyes were burning brightly, and she was speechless for a moment.

There was nowhere to vent the anger in his heart, so he could only cover his high place and keep rising and falling with his breathing.

Xiaoba has a bachelor's temper. He holds up the steel knife and wants to step forward to take someone, but is blocked by the lady's maid holding a sword.

He looked back at his county magistrate, his eyes seeming to say: "Master, please say something, do you still want to take it?"

"Grandma's bear, are you all deaf? My words don't work anymore?"

"Take them all!"

Yang Xuanchen almost yelled the last sentence.

The noble lady sneered, "How dare you, a mere seventh-grade sesame official, do this..."

"This is your sister, Xiaoba will take it!"

After bracing himself to say this, Yang Xuanchen's back was dripping with cold sweat, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.