Zheng Lang said: "Don't hurry."

How can Cao Zhubo not be anxious? In his eyes, this fortune envoy is a huge official. Before he took office, his son was beaten hard by his immediate superior in his territory. Han Jiang may not be able to do anything, but what should he do?

He said breathlessly: "Jiang Yanei was dissatisfied and scolded him a few more times, causing County Magistrate Han to beat him twenty more poles."

"Well, let him take someone to me."

"Here." Master Cao went down in panic.

Continue to rehearse on the pleasure boat.

A young man was helped in. Zheng Lang ignored him and waved to Qin Fengniang. Qin Fengniang walked over. Zheng Lang naturally hugged Qin Fengniang and put his big hand on Qin Fengniang's chest. Then he asked the young man: "Are you Jiang Yanei?"

"I am!" Jiang Yanei said angrily.

"Your father is Jiang Jun?"

"That's right, the transfer envoy in charge of Liangzhe."

"What a great official, but has he handed over?"

“It’s coming in three or four days.”

"I asked you if there was a handover!" Zheng Lang suddenly shouted.

"you……"

"What are you? Even if you hand over, you can do whatever you want?"

"I……"

"Tell you, I am the prefect of Hangzhou. You are honest with me in my jurisdiction. Aren't you looking for Qin Fengniang? It's her." Zheng Lang did not use his fingers, but pressed it with his hands. Qin Fengniang shyly entered his arms.

"You are also doing something wrong." Jiang Yanei said angrily.

Fu Bi shook his head. This second-generation ancestor had no cure. Zheng Lang was just a little younger at this time, and the rest were so bad. Don’t say that this new Jiang Jun and Zhang Xia had the achievements of water control, and they had to give Zheng Lang five points of face.

"I will know whether I am doing something wrong in a few months," but Zheng Lang shouted again: "You really are you, a person without a tutor, and you will do something wrong. Your father is an official, but you are a commoner, but you roar in front of me. What crime should you do? If someone comes, drag him out and blame a hundred rode."

It seemed that Renhe, the county yamen runners, beat me lightly, so they shouted again: "Boe me hard."

None of the two transshipment envoys sent by the imperial court this time were good things.

However, Hangzhou is now in a lot of affairs. When the ten-sided ambush and the legend of the White Snake are at the critical moment, the ten-sided ambush is waiting for the fleet to return from the Japanese sub-country to complete the flight. At this time, Zheng Lang was afraid that the two transshipment officers would be disturbed. Even if they were reconciled, there would be no time for him to slowly reconcile.

It’s better to start first!

This happened to happen, kill the chicken first, then the monkey!

Fu Bi didn't know what he was thinking, so he frowned. But after getting along for a long time, he also knew that Zheng Lang was very calm in his work and was not a fool. There must be his reason for doing this, so he did not stop him.

Two yamen runners rushed up like wolves and tigers, found a bamboo, and pressed Jiang Yanei to the ground and pulled him hard.

Outside, Jiang Yanei was howling, but Zheng Lang sat in the pleasure boat and said to the women: "I sing a song for you."

The scene is very strange, and all the beautiful prostitutes don't know how to answer.

Zheng Lang did not play the piano, and sang on the table with his fingers, "The sky is blue, the yellow flowers are in the ground, the west wind is tight. The northern geese fly south. Who is drunk in the frost forest when the morning comes? People always cry when they leave.

I hate to meet each other late, but I am afraid that I will see each other quickly. I am afraid that I can catch the slanting sunshine in the willows. The horses are walking in a turbulent manner, and the car is following me quickly, but I tell you to avoid you. I have already parted with you again after solving the question. I heard the saying that I left and loosened the golden bracelet. I saw the ten-mile long pavilion, which has reduced my jade skin: Who knows this hatred?

Seeing the arrangement of carriages and horses, I couldn't help but feel the torment of people; I was dressed up in a delicate and charming mood; I was ready to sleep in a drowsy manner with my quilt and pillow; I found my shirts and sleeves from now on, and I was able to make a lot of tears. I was able to kill people! I was able to kill people! I had been sending them to me in a long time.

It is from "The West Chamber". The four major comedies and four major tragedies of Yuan drama have their own artistic achievements, but only in terms of literary attainments, there is no instinct to be compared with the West Chamber, such as the sentences of the blue clouds, the yellow flowers, and the tight west wind in this paragraph.

There are still taboos after singing these three passages. After all, he is a minister and some jokes cannot come from him.

"What is this talking about?" Qin Fengniang asked in his arms.

"What are you talking about? The two of you parted, I hope you will live forever and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles apart. I think more people will live forever. Sometimes it is not possible to rely solely on your kindness." Zheng Lang sighed. Soon, he will kill people again, and he will kill many people...

One hundred sticks were bamboo sticks, but after being pulled down, Jiang Yanei was also dying.

But this time, Zheng Lang was always out of the ordinary. After finishing the draw, he still thought he was lying here to get in the middle of rehearsal, so he asked the yamen runners to drag him far away.

Zheng Lang then went back with pride.

This matter was not put on Zheng Lang's heart, but he looked at Cui Xian's face carefully.

"What do you think I do?"

"Yes, I can't read it, I'm going to hear it."

"I'm not what you think, otherwise I wouldn't advise you to take a concubine," but the next sentence showed her little attitude. Zheng Lang didn't hear it, but she smelled it and said, "What a vulgar makeup, I changed my clothes."

Jiang Xing'er and Huan'er both covered their mouths and had fun secretly.

...

Come on.

On the third day, Jiang Jun and Zhang Congge joined forces to arrive.

But in Hangzhou they were treated coldly and no one went to greet them.

Jiang Jun held back his anger. Didn’t he want to hand over? He quickly handed over with Zhang Xia and took his entourage to Hangzhou court. However, he did not enter the door and asked the entourage to report directly.

I am the transshipment officer. When I arrived at the door of your court, I saw that you would come out to greet me.

Hearing the entourage’s reproach, Zheng Lang put down the official document in his hand and said lightly: “Transporter, please let him come in.”

ps: Today I cut paper with a paper cutter, thinking about the plot, but ended up cutting it on my fingers... It was so sad that I typed nine fingers.

I wish you a happy Valentine's Day, our Chinese Valentine's Day. I wish you all the long-lasting love, the beauty of the moon, the reunion of your family, the eternal couple, and the long-lasting old together.
Chapter completed!