A man’s spirit, Long Ri and Wu Gou

At noon the next day, Fatty Cao brought his eldest son to the banquet, but he also kept an eye on it.

Before they arrived at Feng Lai Yi, Nian Ji had already seen him from a distance and came out to welcome him. When he got upstairs, he drank half a cup of wine and had two tastes of the dish, and then he said slowly: "Nian Ji is very popular today.

These are rat and dog thieves, so I am responsible for the duties of the inspector, and I would like to ask Master Cao to settle down first." After saying this, he started to lead the way. I saw Fatty Cao narrow his eyes, and then mumbled.

"Since I'm so busy, I'll come back tomorrow!" This thought was getting stronger, but I was happy in my heart: "God is really helping me! I will make this happen."

It is said that as soon as Fatty Cao left the store and could not walk more than three or four hundred meters, he suddenly fell into a deep sleep. Just when he was about to turn around, he had already fallen towards the ground. When he turned his body, he saw a man with unkempt hair and a dirty face.

The muddy man suddenly rushed out of the diagonal thorn, shouting from side to side, "In the clear sky and white sun, old man, what's wrong with you?!" He used his shoulder to support him. "Old man, you are so pregnant."

Why are there so many scraps of paper in there? What should I do if there are so many pieces of paper flying all over the sky?" Before he could say anything, Mr. Cao's eyes went dark and he said, "I'll let you go this time!"

But he said that the beggar kept shouting about whether there was a doctor, and when more people gathered, he took the opportunity to sneak out of the city. At this moment when there were many people, the scholar who didn't know where he came from thought of the words on the ground.

Paper manuscripts, but they are just prostitutes of men and women, and they are completely unconscionable! This incident has already alerted the government. When the patrol officer arrived, there was no trace left! There was no choice but to temporarily imprison him!

I wanted to survive for a while, wait for the limelight, and then randomly judge his identity, so he would be successful like this! But who knows that my butt is not yet hot, so I will pay for it first, and I will open the palace.

Li Hanlin, who was raised in honor, started beating the drum of injustice in front of the hall. Thanks to him, a sixty-year-old man, he could roar so loudly that he could roar like this. It spread directly to the neighbors three miles away and shocked the neighbors in all directions. After a while, outside the Yamen

It was surrounded by neighbors and neighbors in all directions.

The magistrate, who was as big as a bucket, was ushering him into the back hall. Li Lanxing flicked his robe sleeves and said loudly: "Since I have become an official, how did I get into your back hall?! Please ask the magistrate to be promoted!"

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Bite the scalp and put it on the shelves, I saw the prefect straighten his official hat, and Li Hanlin said loudly: "This little old man sued the city captain and the former prefect, and the current Taiwei!" What a bastard! How can you do this?

Report his identity directly to the court! It should be noted that if the gods fight, the little devil will suffer! "Is it possible that the Dongdu left behind is not the bright sun and blue sky?!" Hearing such heart-wrenching words, the prefect felt at ease.

Heart and soul.

It turns out that Yinluo was the new capital when the country was founded. Although it was later moved to Anfeng, it was still called Liushou. But time changed and gradually no one called it anymore. There was still a palace in the south of the city, but there were many

Some old eunuchs came here to cultivate their body and mind.

Thinking of this, the magistrate couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and his back seemed to straighten up. He patted the wooden frame and said, "Who are you? What are you telling me?" Li Hanlin said: "Little old man"

I am accusing the lieutenant of colluding with Yazi and buying and selling people when he was the magistrate. Even my little girl was sold to the monks from the Western Regions by him!" "Is there anyone who can prove it?" "Just arrest people, there are many.

I know how to cook!" After a pause, he finally said: "I have been in charge of the Imperial Academy for twelve years. Although I dare not say that the world is filled with students and plums, the hall is full of old friends, and they are all people in purple!"

Hearing this neither light nor serious sentence, the prefect's back was already soaked with cold sweat. I just don't know how he will respond. Let me tell you.

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