Become a prince's little ancestor

Leng Jilin wrote a letter that night, and sent it to Yan Ning of the palace in a hurry, asking her to keep an eye on the prime minister's mansion. Yan Ning came out of the training pavilion and spent several days in the mansion to recuperate before he was able to get out of bed and walk. Well, the training pavilion is full of first-class masters of all kinds. Although they won't kill her/them, they will peel off a layer of skin when they come out of it.

"This prime minister is going to be in bad luck." Yan Ning shook the letter in his hand, and anyone who was targeted by his prince would have no good end.

Yan Ning changed his face and went to the gate of the prime minister's mansion. Recently, the prime minister's concubine was pregnant, so the prime minister's mansion had to send more people to take care of this concubine's room. Yan Ning was successfully recruited into the prime minister's mansion.

Leng Jilin has been running into trouble here, and the magistrate has been closing the door and seeing no visitors. Their plan to find out the truth from the magistrate has been unsuccessful.

Leng Jilin also had a closed door today, just as he was about to leave, he bumped into someone at the door, and that person directly grabbed Leng Jilin: "Does this young master want to see my uncle?"

"Exactly." Leng Jilin looked at the person in front of him. According to the information obtained by his subordinates, the magistrate had a nephew who spent all day drinking and drinking, doing nothing but cruel.

"That's your luck. Come with me. I'm going to see my uncle." Su Jin observed Leng Jilin for several days. According to him, he was a prodigal son who took advantage of him and opened a restaurant in the city.

"Then I will thank this son."

"It's easy to talk about." As he spoke, he led Leng Jilin into the backyard of the government office.

"uncle."

"Come on, come on, yelling." The magistrate is not very old, he is a little fat, and his stomach shakes when he walks.

"This is it." The magistrate glanced at Leng Jilin, he didn't seem to know this person.

Leng Jilin clasped his hands: "Xu Ji, I opened a restaurant in the city, visited several times, and the magistrate was not free."

"Oh, I remembered." Prefect Su recalled that there had been people posting invitations in the past few days, and he declined them all.

Leng Jilin said straight to the point: "This visit is to let the prefect take care of the shop." He took out 1000 taels of silver bills.

The magistrate and his nephew Su Jin were dumbfounded. With so much money, the magistrate did not rush to take the banknote and politely said: "If not, Mr. Xu's restaurant is fine in this city, so I don't need my care. "

Leng Jilin was disdainful but said without changing his face: "This is the rule. I'm afraid Xu won't get into the eyes of the magistrate, so don't shirk it." The nephew hurriedly collected the money: "Then thank you Mr. Xu. I will treat you to dinner another day. You must come."

"Definitely, definitely." Leng Jilin agreed.

"It's getting late, there's still something to do in Xu's restaurant, so I'll take my leave." Saying that, he left.

The prefect looked at the young man: "That's right, I know the rules here."

"Su Jin, don't bring everyone back next time. It's okay this time. Maybe something will go wrong next time, and the Night King will arrive soon."

The magistrate had already received a letter from the capital saying that the Night King was coming, so he had to guard against it.

"Uncle, you can rest assured, even if the Night King comes, I will let him come and go." Su Jin met a few people in the world, and did a lot of outrageous things for him.

"It's better to be careful." He said and shook his hand at Su Jin.

Su Jin handed over the banknote that he had just obtained to his uncle.

What they don't know is that the person they saw just now is the Night King himself they said.