The county magistrate is not slag very A

As soon as Song Boxue heard that Lin Da was back, he hurriedly adjusted his official uniforms, and finally got some news.

Jiang Fanyin wondered if he had found any clues related to her father's case, so she helped her untangle her belt in a hurry, and the two hurried to the front hall.

The dawn was just dawning, and there was still mist in the air. Mrs. Song watched the two of them leave side by side, feeling inexplicably pleasing to the eye. The appearance of this woman singing like a woman, made her want to sigh: Fall in love as soon as possible.

Coming to the front hall, after listening to Lin Da's words, Song Boxue was speechless for a long time.

No wonder the male protagonist met them on the road before, and it turned out that he also had the idea of ​​asking for foreign aid.

The difference is that they went to seek help from the prefect of Wei Tianfu, while the male protagonist went to Beijing to seek help from the emperor.

Song Boxue recalled the content of the original text that he had read in modern times, and only vaguely remembered that the hero had made great achievements in suppressing the rebellion and became a general.

Now it seems that he deserves to be a great general. No one would have thought that when his own father was plotting a rebellion, he would have sold his own father behind his back as his son's superficial support.

What can she say, she deserves to be the hero?

Xu Shi saw that they were too shocked, so Lin Da took the initiative to explain: "General Hua grew up in the capital since he was a child. Death, so there is a discord between the father and the son, and the prefect Miao and the higher-ups mean to stand still and let Master Song and General Hua go all out to cooperate."

Song Boxue rubbed her eyebrows involuntarily, this reversal was too unexpected, yesterday they were pinching and talking harshly to each other, but today they let go of their suspicions, it was somewhat difficult for her.

She glanced at Jiang Fanyin with complicated emotions, and said quietly, "I guess, General Hua should have gotten the news."

"This subordinate met Young General Hua outside the city. He must have entered the city by now. My lord, we must focus on the overall situation."

Master Lin couldn't help saying a few more words. Although he couldn't understand the twists and turns between Master Song and Huajian with his mind, he could still feel that these two people were at odds with each other.

However, he understands a truth that matters to the court and the people, no matter how big a personal grievance is, it must be put aside first.

Song Boxue sighed: "Brother Laulin is here, I understand which is more important, you have been traveling hard, go and rest."

After Lin Da left, Lin Er also retreated outside the door knowingly.

Song Boxue was silent for a while, then went to see Jiang Fanyin again.

I thought she would be close to the water, but if she were to work hand in hand with the male lead, wouldn't that be the same as Jiang Fanyin would often get along with Hua Jian, and suddenly feel unhappy?

"Sister Jiang, what do you think I should do?"

How can you make your man of heaven far away, how can you make me the only one in your eyes, feelings, it's really a headache.

Jiang Fanyin didn't know what she was worrying about, so she could only repeat Lin Da's words stiffly: "We must focus on the overall situation."

The overall situation is also related to daddy. In this way, with the help of General Hua, it should be easier for daddy's case to be vindicated.

Thinking of this, her expression flashed a little relaxed.

Song Boxue, who had been staring at her, didn't miss these changes in expression. Are you happy?

Because Hua met the destined hero?

What should I do if I feel even more unhappy.

"Sister Jiang, I'm worried that General Hua will be prejudiced against me, what should I do if something goes wrong."

Jiang Fanyin replied casually: "Probably not. Since Young General Hua can abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side, and join the imperial court early, he should be clear about major issues."

Song Boxue's complexion froze, and he walked over viciously, and hugged Jiang Fanyin's waist: "Sister Jiang, I know you are right, but I just can't help worrying. This worry makes me a little nervous, and I feel Thirsty."

She, Song Boxue, a modern Alpha, came to ancient times and was also a majestic county parent official, but she was so despicable because of that illusory relationship.

Is there an Alpha worse than her?

Jiang Fanyin held the hand on his waist and patted it lightly: "Don't worry too much about things that haven't happened yet, we just need to plan ahead, imagine the worst outcome, and deal with it in advance, so we won't be too worried." Something will happen, so when you cooperate with Young General Hua, remember to be more careful and don't be calculated."

The gentle voice has a soothing tone, especially the content of the words won Song Boxue's heart.

She lowered her head slightly, and couldn't help but kiss Jiang Fanyin's jade-like neck, very softly, very long, without a trace of lust.

Intoxicated, cherished.

"Sister Jiang, it's good to have you."

Jiang Fanyin froze, then smiled again: "You are fine too."

Although sometimes his actions are too straightforward, and he is not easy to approach, but he is kind and soft in his heart.

For example, because of a guess, he would forcefully pack meals for Li Xiucai, and many, many subtle details revealed the kindness in his bones.

Dad said that kind-hearted people are not reliable, because blindly being kind cannot solve problems.

Talents with kindness and a bit of sharpness are rare, just like Song Boxue, who act decisively with a bit of sharpness, but without losing his kindness, such a person is rare, rare and transparent.

you are fine too~

One sentence made Song Boxue's mind flutter, wanting to explore more.

She turned to Jiang Fanyin and said, "Sister Jiang, if your relationship is full of ups and downs, your future husband-in-law will misunderstand you a lot. Would you like such a rough half of your life? Would you like to find a simple one from the beginning?" people."

There is no half-life wandering, no sadomasochism, only deep love.

Jiang Fanyin froze for a moment, then subconsciously asked, "Did you misunderstand me?"

After asking, her ears felt hot, and she quickly explained: "I mean, I don't like ups and downs, and I don't like the ups and downs of my life. This life is so short. If it's possible, why not get together from the beginning."

Song Boxue was slightly dazed, as if something flashed by and she vaguely caught it.

"Sister Jiang thinks I'm the future husband-in-law I mentioned?"

Is that what she thinks?

"Aunt Song said, it's time to arrange our marriage, and my future husband will naturally be you."

Jiang Fanyin turned his gaze away, and his words were somewhat deceptive, talking about him from left to right.

The air was suddenly quiet, and the two people's thoughts became chaotic, each trying to sort it out.

Song Boxue was the first to recover, she held Jiang Fanyin's hand tightly, and leaned forward: "Sister Jiang--"

The corners of their lips touched, and before they had time to start a deeper entanglement, they were interrupted by the voice of the yamen servant.

"My... my lord, please see me, General Hua."

The yamen servant clasped his fists, lowered his head, his heart was bleeding, it was really not the right time to come here.

But they didn't dare to stop General Hua, who seemed to barge in without passing the word.

The warmth and softness on the lips were separated at the touch of a touch, and the hands that were holding each other were also separated abruptly.

Song Boxue couldn't help turning black, but at this moment, he came to spoil the scenery. This male lead had a grudge against her, or a grudge against his wife.

Phew, it wasn't taken away.

She couldn't help frowning and said: "Let him wait outside, just say that the officer is not free and is busy."

Before the words finished, Hua Jian walked in from outside the door, just in time to listen to the words.

"Master Song really has a lot of things to do every day, but what Hua wants to say seems to be more important. Please ask Mr. Song to clarify what you should be busy with and what you should not be busy with."

Huajian's tone was not kind, he was going to Fucheng to rescue soldiers, but halfway he received a letter from Feige from the capital.

Song Boxue, the county magistrate of Pingchuan County, has reported meritorious deeds. He is available and needs concerted efforts...

He was about to laugh angrily. He had to say that this seventh-rank Zhima official had a good fortune, knew how to wait and see the situation, and was brave enough to cross Liuping Mansion. It turned out that he went to Weitian Mansion to report.

No wonder he concealed it and pretended to be sick, such a scheming little fox.

Inexplicably, Hua Jian felt very upset, a feeling that someone secretly took a bite out of a big cake she was optimistic about without realizing it.

If you want to share a piece of the pie, you don't even want to see if you have the ability.

He looked at Song Boxue, his eyes sank slightly.

Song Boxue couldn't help laughing after hearing what he said: "I'm afraid General Hua made a mistake. This is the Pingchuan county government office. Of course, I have the final say on what to do, so I won't bother you to teach me what to do."

The implication is which onion are you.

Seeing that the swords were tense between the two, Jiang Fanyin stretched out his hand and tugged at Song Boxue's sleeve.

Song Boxue turned his head and looked over.

"Calm down—" Jiang Fanyin spoke softly, in a low voice, as if lip-syncing, reminding her.

Song Boxue's originally dark face burst into a smile, and his tone pretended to be obedient and said: "Okay, I will listen to Sister Jiang."

Seeing their obviously intimate interaction, Huajian almost fell down with anger.

He snorted angrily: "There is no masculinity at all."

A dignified man has no spine for such an attitude towards a woman.

But he was so angry, he really wanted to beat the dog official all over the place.

Song Boxue rolled his eyes at him: "I'm happy, you don't have to look at it if you don't like it. Would you like me to poke your eyes for you?"

"Poke your eyes, heh, you can help me take a look, do you dare?"

"I have never heard of such a cheap request. Since Young General Hua has such a need, I must be willing to help others." Song Boxue rolled up the sleeves of his official uniform, making a gesture to make a move.

Hanami clenched her fists, irritated by this simple provocation.

He immediately pulled out the saber at his waist, his eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't bear it anymore. Today, this dog official will be abolished.

"Song Boxue--calm down." Jiang Fanyin looked helplessly. Are these two three-year-olds? Let's not talk about big things, so why are we arguing here?

But Song Boxue did this on purpose, and didn't listen to her at all, turned around and grabbed a chair and was about to rush up.

Seeing that the situation was developing in a ridiculous direction, Jiang Fanyin hugged her from behind in desperation.

Thinking that this person might get sick, she moved her hand up considerately, and landed on the corner of Song Boxue's lips, gently caressing it imperceptibly.

"Calm down, okay?"

"Okay, I don't care about General Hua." Song Boxue curled his lips, threw the chair casually, and held Jiang Fanyin's hand, with a triumphant smile in his eyes.

Youthful spirit, flamboyant and reckless.

Looking at the flowers, the eyes are about to burst, and the knife in his hand looks so ridiculous.

It's just a day's work, and the two people seem to be much closer, and they can't tolerate others.

He said unwillingly: "Men are unmarried, women are unmarried, Mr. Song should be more self-respecting, don't want to harm Miss Jiang's reputation."

Song Boxue shrugged: "If you have bad eyes, go get them treated. I and my fiancée can do whatever they want, but I also want to thank General Hua for reminding me that my marriage with Sister Jiang really needs to be sorted out. You must come to have a drink at that time." A glass of wedding wine."

Huajian's breathing stagnated, as if a mouthful of blood had rushed into his throat, making him suffocated and uncomfortable, and he still wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit.

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The author has something to say:

Song Boxue: Xiao Mian, let me show you what it means to kill someone.

Jiang Fanyin: Be good~ Calm down.

Hanami: "..."

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