Old boy Huang Wenjia arrived in his inner room, hurriedly went to bed and got into his hot bed. Only then did he feel unusually comfortable. He was finally in a safe zone. There was a false alarm just now, and those girls just gave in.

He ignited the desire to be a god for a time, and then threw him into the ice cellar. This time the transaction was a loss. It was not all about his cleverness and clever words to avoid this disaster, otherwise he would have avoided the disaster.

I'm afraid he won't be able to reach his temporary residence at the government office now.

"Official circles are so dangerous!"

Just as Huang Wenjia sighed, a servant suddenly came to announce:

"Prime Minister Hu has come to visit and is waiting for tea in the living room."

"Please, please, please quickly. Oh, just go and say something and I'll be here right away, right away."

"It's really fucking weird. Why is Hu San coming to my place in the middle of the night?" Huang Wenjia guessed as he lit up the lamp and lifted his pants. However, Hu San is still the elder of the imperial court at the moment, and it seems that although he has fallen out of favor a little,

But it is better for an official of his level not to offend others.

As soon as Huang Wenjia entered the living room, he kowtowed to Hu San. Hu San waved his hands casually and said:

"Why is this necessary, Mr. Huang? You and I are officials in the same dynasty, and we are all colleagues. There is no need to be so polite."

While Hu San was talking, Huang Wenjia was already halfway kowtowing his head. Originally, he was just making a show of it, but Hu San didn't really stop him. This is good, now he's stuck here, he can't get up, and he can't do it even if he kowtows.

For a plucked chicken...

"Forget it, forget it, Mr. Huang."

Huang Wenjia called him "Master Huang", reluctantly completed the formalities, and climbed up from the ground as quickly as a dragonfly.

The two of them sat down and drank half a cup of fragrant tea. Huang Wenjia cupped his hands and said, "Now that the night is about to pass, I wonder if the Prime Minister will meet with my subordinates at night. What advice can I have?"

Hu San and Hu Rugui waved their hands and said, "It's nothing important. It's just that since Mr. Dahuang took office, I have seldom asked about it and only paid attention to him. Tonight, I suddenly remembered that I felt uncomfortable. So the sleeping person put on his clothes and went forward.

I came to visit a little late, and I hope Mr. Huang can forgive me."

"Old slippery man!" Huang Wenjia cursed in his heart, "The weasel is paying New Year's greetings to the chicken, and you don't know what kind of mechanism is installed in its belly?" Old Huang said:

"If you have any advice, Lord Enxiang, just tell me and I will listen attentively."

"It's nothing, it's just..."

"Please tell me your favor."

"How is the trial of Pan You'an's case going?" Hu San jumped into the topic directly.

"The case has not been closed yet, but the death penalty is certain." Huang Wenjia glanced at Hu San slyly. A fallen phoenix was worse than a chicken. He knew Hu Cheng's current market conditions.

"No room for maneuver?" Hu San wanted to test his tone. He knew who the person in front of him spoke for.

"No, not at all!" Although Huang Wenjia was determined to achieve great fortune in one fell swoop, he knew his own weight. This was not the time, and he was no longer the Liangzhou Huang Canjun who burned incense when he saw a Buddha.

Hu San thought that this bit of information would be difficult to convey to his wife, but further questions would be in vain. He sighed quietly, stood up and said:

"Don't tell anyone about my coming tonight."

"That's natural." Huang Wenjia led the guests to the gate.

Although it was already late, Huang Wenjia was still too excited to fall asleep. He had been frightened, humiliated, and favored all night. Even the current prime minister had to be submissive in front of him. How great was this? But he pondered.

After the meeting, I secretly reminded myself that now is not the time to laugh. Pan Youan was killed before he could even lead. He still has a dozen wives who are like wolves and tigers waiting for revenge, as well as officials from the DPRK and China, and... they may be killed at any time.

Take his little life. You must not be careless. From now on, you must never set foot in public places like the Flower House.

The light was as bright as day, and Huang Wenjia was lying on the bed tossing and turning. Suddenly, a figure flashed. Someone was clearly hiding behind the screen. The person ordered softly:

"Dog officer, get up quickly, my aunt has something to tell you!"

At first, Huang Wenjia thought that the speaker had a female voice and did not have a local accent, so he didn't take it too seriously. But then he thought about it, that's not right! The person coming was not an ordinary person. The Dali temple had big walls and high security, so it was an ordinary person.

How to get in? This woman must be a well-established female hero or a heroine. Such a person kills without blinking an eye and is absolutely untouchable. Thinking of this, Justice Huang hurriedly got out of bed and threw himself on the spot.

He poured out the dust and begged:

"Xia Nu, please forgive me. I have to tell you the truth. Firstly, I have just arrived and my salary has not been paid. Secondly, I am from a poor family and have very little money. I am indeed penniless. If Xia Nu allows me to do so, I will wait for a while and wait for my subordinate to have one."

To save some money, first of all, honor the heroine."

The woman, holding a dazzling sword in her hand, walked out of the darkness and came to Huang Wenjia's side. She couldn't help but launch a flying kick. The martial arts practitioner showed such strength, this kick hit Old Huang's back, and Old Huang was immediately stunned.

A horse lay on the ground and shouted sharply:

"Dog thief, do you know me?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, I don't dare to recognize each other. Even if I meet you in the future, I won't tell you that I don't know you." Huang Wenjia lost his grace and was concerned about his life. Nuonuo said repeatedly.

"I don't care, I mean, do you know what I do?"

"What do you do? Flying robbers and righteous swordsmen, who specialize in taking ill-gotten gains. Who doesn't know this?" However, this was what Lao Huang thought, and he didn't dare to say it directly, so he muttered:

"The boy has just debuted. He doesn't know much about the world. He really doesn't know what a heroine does."

"To tell you the truth, Pan You'an is my husband. I see that you are so arrogant, so I came here to say a few words to you and let you know who I am! If I ever embarrass my husband again in the future, I will take this as a memory!

"

After Nanqiao Fengye said this, he stepped forward, picked up Lao Huang's hair, raised his sword and put it down, the top of his head became a barren land, and then slapped Huang Wenjia's thin face hard with the back of his sword, Lao Huang suddenly acted like a pig.

After shouting, half of his face swelled up to the thickness of a finger. Lao Huang's whole body was shaking, and his sentences became incoherent. He begged bitterly:

"The heroine has mercy on her life. I don't dare to hurt her parents because I feel sorry for her. I just know my mistake."

Nanqiao said: "You hold an official position and obey the emperor's orders. This has nothing to do with you. However, you are ambitious, take advantage of the situation, take advantage of the situation, engage in personal smuggling, and assist the evildoers. Today, I am going to take your life as a dog, so I will send it to you."

If you do something wrong next time, I’m sure this little wall of yours won’t stop me. I can come over and end your life at any time, remember?”

"I've written it down, I'll remember it forever. I'll keep it in my heart, kid." Huang Wenjia endured the severe pain and kept kowtowing.

"Okay, I don't care what I said, I'll come back to you tomorrow night to settle the score!" After saying that, the heroine stepped away and disappeared.

Huang Wenjia was surprised and sighed secretly: I, Old Huang, have suffered a miserable life! I finally found a satisfactory job. I thought that I could make a great career in this life and be proud of my ancestors. Who knows where so many dominatrixes would come from? What should I do?
Chapter completed!