Invite the wolf into the room

Lord Guo Ling. "

Kesang is a standard strong man of the Sa nationality, with profound facial features revealing firmness, but unfortunately his disheveled beard makes him look a bit sloppy, and Kesang's long brown hair, which is as brown as his beard, is braided into several big braids and hangs down behind his head. He is nearly a head taller than Ling Qingzhe, and his thick body can almost hold two Ling Qingzhe. Just standing is very oppressive. Although he took the initiative to greet Ling Qingzhe at this time, the slowness in his expression was obvious. , he didn't take Ling Qingzhe, the county magistrate, seriously.

Ling Qingzhe raised his eyes to look at this rough man like a hill, and nodded to him as a response, but saw Kesang's eyes full of interest falling on An Chen's face beside him, and An Chen seemed to be aware of it, although He still lowered his head slightly and looked quiet, but the corners of his mouth were pressed down, revealing his displeasure, and there was a faint coldness in his eyes.

Ling Qingzhe was also very upset. This Kesang was too presumptuous. As a businessman, being disrespectful to officials was enough reason for Ling Qingzhe to punish him. It is still easy to expel them for reasons.

The Jialin royal family can be said to be the most tolerant of merchants among all dynasties in history. Jialin Kingdom allows sub-ethnic groups and common people beyond two generations to do business. It is still similar to ordinary people. Ling Qingzhe does not discriminate against businessmen like other nobles, so he can develop the business in Hulin County to such a prosperous level today, but this does not mean that he does not have the temper of nobles. It disgusted him.

"Master, Ming'er will go and see if the car is ready."

Seeing that Kesang was blocking the stairs and didn't intend to back away, Ling Ming stepped forward cleverly and pushed Kesang away. After glaring at him, he went downstairs first, which made Kesang look at him in surprise , I didn't expect that a little servant boy was not weak in internal strength, and he could push the unsuspecting self away.

Ling Qingzhe snorted with an unhappy expression, and passed by Kesang without looking at him again, and An Chen naturally followed Ling Qingzhe downstairs, but his keen perception made him clearly aware of the pressure on him. Looking at An Chen's eyes, a piercing chill appeared.

A shrewder-looking middle-aged Sa tribe went downstairs to Kesang, and looked at Ling Qingzhe's back with a hesitant expression. The other party was a genuine noble official. If he caused trouble for people like himself, he would It's not easy.

"My lord...Brother, this is not good, is it?"

The middle-aged man dragged Kesang into a resting room, and asked his two strong men to guard the door. Even so, he spoke cautiously.

"Nulen, don't you want me to bow my head to him?"

Kesang snorted dissatisfiedly, what's the matter with a little sesame seed that hasn't grown all hair yet, as long as he puts some pressure on him, he will obediently retreat back home to nurse.

"Of course I didn't mean that."

Nu Lun laughed apologetically a few times, but secretly groaned in his heart. Letting an arrogant person like Kesang stay is a very dangerous thing. This place is no different than on the grassland. Everyone speaks by force. The way of the Jialin people There are many.

But right now, Kesang's status is higher than his, so even if he wants to drive him away, he won't be able to drive him away.

"By the way, who is that boy next to him?"

Kesang thought of the boy he saw just now, and his eyes immediately became eager. From the first time he saw the boy, Kesang felt that he was unusual, although he looked weak and weak, and those beautiful boys Almost, but Kesang felt that he could smell the tempting smell of blood emanating from him.

Kesang likes strong and beautiful men, and the more such a man is, the more powerful he is to torment him. But the moment he saw this young man today, he was completely aroused by him.

"It is said that he is a relative of Master Ling, named Ling Chen, and his name should be of a sub-clan."

Nu Lun also heard from the people in the building just now that they all praised the young brother of the lord for being handsome.

"Get him for me."

Kesang stroked his beard and snorted, with an obscene smile on his face.

"This... how can this work!"

Nu Lun was taken aback, he knew Kesang's liking, how could he suddenly fall in love with such a weak boy, and the other party is such a person of status!

"Don't make me say it a second time, get him!"

Kesang snorted in dissatisfaction, then left the room with his hands shaken. Nulun sighed helplessly behind him, but he didn't dare to go against Kesang's wishes. Let's see the situation...

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Ling Qingzhe and An Chen sat in the carriage and walked back, but there was no longer the ambiguous atmosphere flowing in the air. Now Ling Qingzhe was looking out the window silently thinking about what happened just now, while An Chen also sat quietly on the side without disturbing He lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

Ling Qingzhe ran between the capital city and his family since he was a child. When he was 16 years old, he left home to travel abroad and was recommended to be a county magistrate. Over the years, he has met many people, from all walks of life. So Ling Qingzhe asked himself that he has a good eye for people, but today this Kesang, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like a businessman. He doesn't have the philistinism and smoothness that a businessman should have, and the arrogance in his expression and demeanor can't be pretended, so his background should not be low... …

"trouble."

Ling Qingzhe's tone was a bit unpleasant. Originally, he just wanted to test the other party's background. If he was just a businessman, he, the parent official, would naturally not care about anything. Even if there was a little problem, he was not afraid of him making waves under his nose. But now It seems that the other party is not just a small problem.

However, Ling Qingzhe is not interested in guessing their origin and purpose. He intends to take the most direct and labor-saving method, which is to expel them from his own territory. , people are no longer in Jialin, what can he do?

Thinking of this, Ling Qingzhe couldn't help but think of the way Kesang looked at An Chen. Ling Qingzhe turned his head to look at An Chen beside him, and saw that he was thinking about something with a cold face. He turned his face and looked back at himself.

It is obviously the same face, but it can be cold and docile at the same time, and there is no sense of artificiality, as if both looks come from his nature, which makes Ling Qingzhe very interesting.

"Little quail, come here."

Seeing An Chen's face, Ling Qingzhe would feel better, so he hooked his fingers at An Chen, smiling a little maliciously.

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weird man

"What did you call me?"

An Chen heard that Ling Qingzhe pronounced his word Chen into a vague 'pure' sound, and looked at him suspiciously, but moved his body obediently and sat beside Ling Qingzhe.

"quail."

Ling Qingzhe held An Chen's hand, and wrote the word 'quail' in the palm of his hand, but An Chen was even more puzzled, thinking what is this?

"An Chen hasn't eaten?"

Ling Qingzhe was also a little surprised. Quail is known as animal ginseng, and it is not a rare thing among nobles. Even if ordinary people can't afford it, they should have heard of it to some extent.

"No……"

An Chen's eyes darkened, and he pursed his lips in response to Ling Qingzhe.He and his mother were locked up in the yard since they were young. The woman allowed him to study and learn etiquette for the face of the An family, but she wished they could starve to death. If they were not useful to the An family, they would not have survived long ago, but Mother still...

"It happened that I didn't have anything to eat at night, so I asked Yuanyuan to make it for us when we got back."

Seeing An Chen's clenched hands, Ling Qingzhe suddenly grabbed An Chen's waist and let him lean his back into his arms, then pressed his chin on his thin shoulders, and blew into An Chen's neck while talking.

"There are a lot of people traveling from south to north in Shanghai Lin County, and there is no shortage of snacks everywhere. Now that you are in good health, you should go out and walk around."

"Ok?"

Suddenly falling into a wide and warm embrace, An Chen turned his face and looked into Ling Qingzhe's eyes. Seeing the tenderness hidden in that smile, An Chen gradually let go of his clenched fist, and carefully covered his hands lightly. In Ling Qingzhe's hand.

"Why don't you get a post in the yamen as a pawn (in charge of public security affairs, not at the rank) so that you can come and go with me freely. When we have nothing to do, let's 'observe the people's sentiments' in the county, okay?"

Ling Qingzhe, the magistrate of a county, needs to find a fair and honest reason if he wants to go shopping with An Chen, otherwise Lin Ping will think that he is not doing his job properly.

"When the time comes, I will take you to eat all these delicacies."

"it is good."

Seeing the favor in Ling Qingzhe's eyes, An Chen felt that his heart was full of something, and his eyes began to fog up from the comfort.An Chen blinked to calm himself down, and then asked Ling Qingzhe softly.

"Tell me first, what is a quail?"

"Quail is a small bird, shaped like a chick, with a small head and a bald tail."

Ling Qingzhe compared the size of the quail with his hands on An Chen's chest. Seeing that An Chen was listening carefully with his eyes wide open, he put his finger on his lips amusedly.

"Sharp mouth, fat body."

"I'm not fat!"

An Chen reflexively opened his mouth to enclose Ling Qingzhe's index finger,