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Chapter 472: The Murder Case Is Hard to Solve and Yucun Leaves the Capital(1/3)

 Jia Cong can’t take a closer look at Miaoyu’s face.

He quickly lowered his head and pulled Qi Youlu aside.

Not only did Xue Pan avoid it honestly, but Xue Pan, who was always reckless, also turned sideways to avoid it.

Jia Cong was a little surprised.

This idiot Xue has probably never behaved so well in his life.

Miaoyu took the little maid to the door of the side courtyard, but stopped.

Look at Jia Cong quietly.

He asked coldly: "Jia Zili?"

"How can you be so virtuous? It's nothing more than this!"

With that said, he walked into the side courtyard.

"I miss you. Jia Hua Hanchuang studied hard for ten years, went through many ups and downs in officialdom, and returned to Beijing after facing difficulties."

Jia Congxiao has only dreamed of it since the beginning of my withdrawal from Beijing.

Jia Lian's heart was full of warm laughter.

Walking around the entrance of Hanlin Academy.

"Brother, Lord Marquis, please save my life!"

Feng Guang's widow and children gathered around the small gate of the Criminal Department every day, crying and complaining.

I myself am unfamiliar with temples and nunneries.

"I came here to offend the powerful, and I also found out that there were no Guanyin relics or Baye leaves in Shenjing, so I bought a boat and headed north with my master."

If Zhongqin ever beats me up, Jia Congxiao is lucky.

"Does his seventh brother have an eldest son?"

"A burst of snot and tears, and I talked for a long time."

So I was so busy that my feet were touching the ground.

"This is a person I just met at a glance!"

"How can that be done?!"

Jia She quietly asked Miaoyu behind her back: "Lian'er, is there still any movement from his wife?"

Jia Lian frowned.

I can only ask Jia Jing.

Anyway, how does Yang Haoran care about me now that Ji Xiaolan is gone to help Zuo Jun?

"What the hell?"

Also take into consideration the fact that there are many people coming and going in the upper office of the Hanlin Academy.

It is a school but does not teach the Seven Books and Seven Classics.

Sometimes they serve tea and sometimes they send cakes, which is quite considerate of their attentiveness.

Jia Cong smiled and sighed: "Master Hou, of course I went to see the prince..."

Qi Youlu raised his head and laughed.

Not only do I have no clue.

But he never calls him by his cousin.

"Why do you think Brother Cong doesn't have any excuses?"

There are only a handful of people who can return to Beijing safely.

Zuo Jun felt secretly happy.

Zuo Yunrui has a plan at his disposal.

"The tasks given to you by your fourth uncle have always been ruined. It's because you have the bad intention to withdraw from the palace and be scolded."

Qi Youlu, let alone scolding Jia She, hated him because he had to confess Jia She.

And Jia Congxiao probably wants to go to Chaozhou to blow the sea breeze and catch small fish to death.

How can I help Jia Cong laugh?

Along the way, I just sighed that my fortune was good, but my destiny was bad.

"It's no use sending you to stay and retreat."

Did Jia Lian, Jia Sheng, Jia Jing and others go to see him off?

"Zuo Yunrui, Jia Shishu, what is he doing out there?"

Qi Youlu, who was disguised as a thundering rage, sent an imperial edict to Chaozhou in the south of Lingnan to serve as the magistrate.

"It should be that Aunt Ling said something to her, I don't know."

Jia Cong smiled and wiped his tears and said: "How can that be bad?"

I'm afraid there are not even 400 heads that can be chopped off.

As a primary school town.

Jia Cong smiled and wiped his tears and said: "Brother, please get out of the car and drive. Please tell me quickly."

"Nonsense!"

"What are you waiting for?"

"The fourth uncle scolds his nephew, but he knows how to scold his elder brother."

Also go to Jinmen Pier first, and then transfer to Chaozhou by sea ship.

Zuo Jun said loudly: "You heard from my sister that you were originally the eldest sister of an official family in Gusu. You were arrogant and became a nun at Panxiang Temple in Xuan Tomb."

Even Zuo Jun himself wonders what will happen in the future...

I just got scolded by Xu Bijiang.

"So I didn't go back. There were not two old ladies around me, but a big girl waiting for me."

Jia Lian and Jia She were willing to intervene, and Jia Jing looked like a secondary assistant who was just doing business.

Jia Lian has not yet finished drawing the drawings of the industrial city.

Just listen to me, Jia Cong, laughing and crying: "Brother, I really have a way..."

"You have nothing to clear up!"

Everyone in the Xue family calls Jia Cong either brother Cong, brother Cong, or third brother Cong.

On the other hand, Jia Cong, the little fool of Xue, felt sorry for Jiao Xing when he was in Shenjing and did not take care of Feng and Yinglian.

However, I saw that Qi Youlu’s one-month deadline was approaching.

Sure enough, what Jia Congxiao said was not Qi Youlu's oral speech that day.

He ordered Jia An to drive back home.

Jia Congxiao's eyes suddenly brightened!

Cry loudly.

Jia She frowned and ordered Zuo Yunrui to take Qi's pulse.

While listening to Jia Cong laugh and complain.

Jia Cong was confused by what she said.

If Miaoyu wants her family to be safe these days, she must have an eldest son!

Jia Cong smiled and thanked her a thousand times, and sat outside the foyer to wait.

The side hall of Chengyun Hall.

"So my cousin heard that you were living in a prison outside Shuiyue An, so she took you over."

As for taking Xue Pan to Xiaoguanyuan, Zuo Jun had not really thought about it at this time.

Yang Yiming went to the government office every day to squat in the iron workshop of the Ministry of Industry, which still helped.

However, after Han Changli only stayed in Chaozhou for four months, he immediately returned to Beijing and served as the Imperial College.

"The title is Jia Zili again."

"The eldest son!"

But on his face, he pretended to be severely frightened by Zuo Yunrui.

Jia Lian simply delayed asking for leave.

There is no such thing as being scolded.
To be continued...
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