Go to Kaifeng to be a civil servant

When they got out of the lobby, everyone in Kaifeng Mansion was covered in ashes and depressed.Master Bao hurried to the study with a group of capable men—Gongsun Ce, Zhan Zhao, and the Four King Kong, with solemn expressions, presumably to be discussing countermeasures at the moment.

However, Jin Qian, Qin Xianglian and others had no place to use their skills for the time being, so they had to follow the guards back to the Yinbin Courtyard to be food insects in a law-abiding manner.

Qin Xianglian was physically and mentally exhausted, her complexion was as pale as paper, her figure collapsed in the wind, and her serious injuries were not healed, this time the interrogation suffered another psychological blow, even a person made of iron could not hold it up, so as soon as she entered the guest room, she was shocked. I can't stand up and fall asleep.

It doesn't matter if she sleeps this time, but Jin Qian suffers.This Kaifeng mansion is naturally full of talented people. When it comes to investigating cases, catching thieves and taking stolen goods, each of them can be regarded as a top expert, but when it comes to coaxing children—Jin Qian looks at the entire Kaifeng mansion. I still have this ability.

Having passed the dinner time safe and sound, the day is about to end in sleep, but Jin Qian's situation at this time...is very bad...

"Brother Immortal, why doesn't dad want us?" Ning'er asked the boy with a puzzled expression as he sat on the table and fiddled with a teacup in his hand.

"This, this..." Jin Qian paused.

"Brother Immortal, is it because Daddy thinks Xin'er is not good enough, that's why he doesn't want us?" asked the girl on the other side of the round table. Because she was two years older, the girl was sitting on the wooden stool, half-shaped Don't shake, just look at Jinqian.

"This..." At this moment, Jin Qian could only feel the cold sweat on his forehead. He was full of accumulated experience of the ancients, 5000 years of history, and modern high-frequency vocabulary. He couldn't use a single word.

If the answer to this kind of difficult question is not good, it will bring psychological shadow and trauma to the pair of little devils. There are no child psychologists in this era. Liu, didn't he become a sinner in history?

Thinking of this, Jin Qian immediately scratched his head and felt like sitting on pins and needles.

The two children saw this "Brother Immortal" with a dignified expression, but kept silent for a long time. They couldn't help feeling a little puzzled, but they didn't dare to ask any more questions, so they just sat aside silently.

Jin Qian was worried for a long time alone, but suddenly found that the room was abnormally quiet. He raised his eyes and saw the pair of tormenting little devils, who were sitting obediently at the table, but there were two lines of teardrops on each cheek, sobbing silently.

Jin Qian couldn't help feeling soft in his heart, he let out a long sigh, reached out and stroked the hair of a pair of children and said, "Ning'er, Xin'er, may I tell you a story?"

When Ning'er and Xin'er heard this, they immediately raised their heads and looked at Jin Qian eagerly.

When Jin Qian saw it, he felt amused in his heart: Although this pair of children usually looks like little adults, they are children at heart after all.There were still tears on his face, but he had an expression of joy, like two small animals wagging their tails violently when they saw the fleshy bones.

Jin Qian smiled, pointed to the dark night sky outside the window and said, "Have you seen the stars in the sky?"

The two children followed Jinqian's fingers and saw that the night was clear and clear, bright and cloudless, dotted with silver stars, which made one feel completely clear.

"Brother Immortal is telling the story of the stars in the sky?" Ning'er asked.

Jin Qian nodded and said, "Then do you know how many stars there are in the sky?"

The two children shook their heads.

"Some people say that every star in the sky represents a person on earth."

Xiner blinked her eyes and asked, "Does that mean Xiner also has a star?"

Jin Qian stroked Xin'er's braid and nodded.

"Does Ning'er have it too?" Ning'er also asked hastily.

"Of course, Ning'er has it too." Jin Qian said with a smile.

"Does your father and mother have one too?"

Jin Qian's smile froze, and he smiled bitterly in his heart: Why did he go around and around, and he returned to the original point.

But once the conversation started, it was difficult to turn back, so I had to stiffen my neck and nod.

Fortunately, the two little devils only cared about the freshness and didn't ask any further questions. They just continued to ask, "Is there any 'Brother Cat'?"

Hearing this, Jin Qian couldn't help being taken aback: Brother Cat?Who is that?But after thinking about it, it suddenly dawned on me that these two brats must have heard the word "Royal Cat" when Mr. Gongsun introduced Zhan Zhao, so they upgraded Zhan Zhao's name to "Brother Cat" without authorization...

This, this "brother cat..." No, it's so funny...

"...Of course there is." Jin Qian replied with a forced smile, only to feel that his large and small intestines were about to be knotted.

The two little ghosts didn't seem to notice Jin Qian's strangeness, and they still asked: "Is there a black-faced uncle?"

Hearing the little ghost asked Master Bao, Jin Qian finally stopped his smile, cleared his throat and said, "Of course, Master Bao is a 'Wenquxing' descended to earth."

"Wenquxing?" A pair of children suddenly became interested, leaning towards Jinqian.

Jin Qian rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and said: "Speaking of this 'Wenquxing', there is another allusion. A long time ago, there was an official who was clean and honest and never accepted bribes, but because his superiors were dissatisfied What he did made things difficult for him everywhere, and he was asked to acquit a rich man who had committed a crime. As soon as the official heard this, he took off his official hat, left his official seal, resigned and went home, and set up a stall in front of the door to sell baked goods every day. sweet potato."

Ning'er and Xin'er's eyes widened at the same time: "Roasted sweet potatoes?"

"That's right." Jin Qian said with a smile, "He said: If an official doesn't make decisions for the people, it's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes!" I will go down to earth once a year to avenge justice and benefit the people of the world."

Ning'er puffed up her cheeks and said, "Brother Shenxian's story is not good, Ning'er doesn't understand."

Xin'er also tilted her head and said, "Is it because I don't have roasted sweet potatoes to eat when I'm an official, and that 'Wenquxing' only sells roasted sweet potatoes at home?"

Jin Qian suddenly smiled wryly, and said in his heart: Originally, he thought that this random story could be entertaining and entertaining, and cultivate the ancestors in the modern sense, but unexpectedly, it does not conform to the psychology of children. It is misinterpreted into this meaning, which is really a blow to us. The positivity of modern man...

At this time, a voice suddenly came from outside the window: "Well said! It's a good one, 'If you are an official and don't make decisions for the people, it's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes'!"

As soon as the door panel was opened, two people walked in one behind the other.

Jin Qian took a closer look: Hey, isn't this the "black and white match" old Bao and Mr. Gongsun.Quickly got up, bowed and bowed, and said: "Master Bao, Mr. Gongsun."

Mr. Bao caressed his long beard, his eyes showed admiration, and he said joyfully: "I never thought that little brother Jinqian would have such insights at such a young age."

Jin Qian laughed dryly, and thought to himself: This story can't coax the two little devils, but unexpectedly it suits Lao Bao's appetite.So he clasped his hands and said, "Master Bao, you are over-rewarded."

Master Bao nodded, then turned to Mr. Gongsun and said, "Sir, you might as well go and see Qin Xianglian."

Mr. Gongsun nodded slightly and walked towards the bed.

Mr. Bao continued to say to Jin Qian: "Jin Qian, I naturally believe what you said in the lobby today, but the son-in-law is so eloquent, but he argues everywhere. In order to collect evidence and convince him, So let him go back for now, do you understand?"

When Jin Qian heard it, he immediately understood.

This old bag of feelings is afraid that we will misunderstand, so he came to visit at night.Ah, I said Lao Bao, I will leave this kind of talk to outsiders and ordinary people. How can we be so superficial as a dignified modern future person? Since we were young, we have listened to Bao Qingtian's storytelling and read Bao Qingtian's We grew up in TV dramas, we know what kind of person you are, and our hearts are like a mirror.

Thinking of this, Jin Qian grinned, and said: "Master Bao has thought deeply, and the grass people will naturally understand."

Lord Bao nodded, and said again: "Guard Zhan has led Wang Chao, Ma Han, Zhang Long, and Zhao Hu to collect evidence. The government believes that it won't take long, and there will be results."

When Jin Qian heard it, he almost screamed, but the sound was stuck in his throat. After thinking about it, it really damaged the image of modern people, and he swallowed the scream forcefully, took a breath, and said: "Lord Bao , you mean—Master Zhan is not in the mansion right now?"

Master Bao looked up and saw Jinqian's distorted face, red eyes, feeling strange, and asked: "Jinqian, do you have any questions?"

Jin Qian supported his forehead, sweating profusely, a pair of eyeballs wandered around the room several times, suddenly rushed to the door, thought about it wrong, turned around again, and shrank under the round wooden table.

Everyone in the room was dizzy by Jin Qian's behavior, even Mr. Gongsun, who was treating patients in front of Qin Xianglian's bed, was puzzled and couldn't help asking: "Jin Qian, why are you doing this?"

Jin Qian shrunk his whole body like a hedgehog, only poked out half of his head timidly, revealing a pair of fine eyes and said: "My lord, this is also an expedient measure, I hope I am just worrying unnecessarily."

Before the words fell, there was a strange noise on the roof, and several black figures appeared in the room instantly.

Jin Qian looked at the four tall figures, masked in black, holding a blue light and cold sword, with a murderous aura.Immediately trembling with fear, he hurriedly retracted his head under the table, and dragged the two brats in as well.

Hey, hey, hey, we have learned our lesson, closed our crow's mouth tightly, and didn't blatantly say that Chen Shimei would send a killer to kill him. Why are we still so effective?Mr. Zhan, Brother Mao, please hurry back and save people, otherwise the only future person in the Great Song Dynasty and Qin Xianglian, the historical celebrity over there, will all die!

Jin Qian was thinking here while peeking out, Master Bao was not idle there either.

Seeing Mr. Gongsun's agility, he stepped forward a few steps and shouted loudly: "Who dares to trespass on Kaifeng mansion? Come, protect your lord!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion outside the door, and a dozen or so officials rushed in with steel knives and surrounded the four men in black.

Master Bao's face darkened, black on top of black, and he shouted in a low voice: "Take it down for me!"

When all the yamen servants heard this, they immediately raised their knives, opened their posture, and rushed forward with a huff.

Jin Qian only took a few glances and knew that something was wrong.

Although there were a large number of Yamen servants in Kaifeng Mansion, but the four assassins were very skilled, but after a dozen or so rounds, almost all the Yamen servants were defeated, and only a few were able to barely resist the enemy.

Jin Qian clasped Ning'er and Xin'er with both hands, and retreated slowly, wanting to take the opportunity to sneak out and escape from Shengtian.But just a few steps back, there was a loud "click" above the head, and the round table where Jin Qian and the two children were hiding was instantly split in half, and the three of them stood out.

Jin Qian's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but look up. He was even more shocked when he saw it.

I saw all the yamen servants, wounded, fainted, and some of them were covered in blood. It is estimated that the situation is not good. In the middle of the room, only myself, Ning'er, Xin'er, Mr. Gongsun and Mr. Bao are still standing .The four men in black were standing in front of them.

Mr. Gongsun stood straight in front of Mr. Bao without any fear; Mr. Bao had an upright face, majestic and inviolable.

"With our residence here, how can we allow you to be presumptuous!" Master Bao yelled angrily.

At this time, Jin Qian was extremely impressed: Look at Lao Bao, he is indeed a man who has experienced "a small thorn in three days, and a big thorn in five days". Exactly: once the old package comes out, who will compete with it!

One of the men in black said in a muffled voice: "Bao Heizi, don't meddle in other people's business, our brothers are just looking for the bad luck of Qin Xianglian and this beggar, it's none of your business!"

When Mr. Bao heard this, he raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Absurd! This is the Kaifeng government office, you guys dare to speak such wild words, it's just extremely arrogant!"

Another man in black whispered: "Don't talk nonsense with this blackie, hurry up and make these, so we can go back to work."

"With our residence here, you will never be allowed to take half a step forward!" Mr. Bao continued to shout without losing his momentum.

As soon as the other three people heard this, they immediately became murderous. They saw two of them jumping in front of Mr. Bao and Mr. Gongsun, and surrounded them. On the swarthy necks of Mr. Bao and Mr. Gongsun's clear necks.

Another person, Qin Xianglian, was walking towards the bed, and one person was walking towards Jin Qian and a pair of children.

The cold blade, the pungent smell of blood, Jin Qian looked at the steel knife that was getting closer and closer, and felt that his eyes had a tendency to turn white.A pair of little ghosts had already turned pale, trembling.

"Who on earth sent you here, but the court consort Chen Shimei?" Lord Bao shouted.

Jin Qian sighed: As expected of Bao Qingtian, he still has the mood to ask the bottom line at this time.

"Bao Heizi, if you talk too much, don't blame the lord for being ruthless!" The steel knife on Master Bao's neck was a little closer, and a stream of viscous liquid slowly flowed down.

Jin Qian's eyes widened instantly.

Is that blood?Lao Bao's blood should be black, right?Why is it also bright red, it is so similar to the color of Han Qi's blood, it is bloody red and dazzling...

Jin Qian suddenly felt a roar in his mind, and his eyes were suddenly blood red. The scenes before Han Qi's death, like a wide-screen movie, were instantly vivid in his mind, and gradually merged with the scene in front of him...

Just kidding, those are Lao Bao, Bao Zheng, and Bao Qingtian!The famous people in the history are not cats or dogs, how could there be any mistakes—tsk tsk, heaven, earth, which angel sister is good, please bless us for a long life!

Thinking of this, Jin Qian let go of the two little devils with both hands, raised his breath, and rushed forward.

But in the blink of an eye, those assassins didn't even understand what happened, they felt a gray shadow flashing in front of their eyes, and when they looked again, there was already a person tightly holding the steel knife on Master Bao's neck, motionless, It turned out to be the ragged boy who was shivering on the ground just now.

Not to mention the surprise of the four men in black, even Mr. Gongsun and Mr. Bao were also dumbfounded.

The four men in black suddenly became terrified: How could this little beggar have such an unfathomable lightness kung fu? Could it be some otherworldly expert?Ahhh, the business of this consort's mansion is really difficult to do!

Mr. Gongsun and Mr. Bao secretly admired in their hearts: This young man, although his appearance is not good, but the lightness kung fu he showed just now is as fast as a frightening bird, probably not inferior to Zhan Wei's skill.

As for Jin Qian, the focus of everyone's attention, even his subcutaneous tissue was trembling: NND, why has no one come to support after so long, are the bodyguards in Kaifeng mansion all idlers?

"Who are you?" asked the man in black who was holding the steel knife by Jin Qian.

Jin Qian stabilized his voice, pretending to be calm and replied: "Hmph, I can't even recognize my skills, and dare to mess around in the Jianghu?!" But he said in his heart: The waist and kidneys are weak, the soles of the feet are weak, help, we I can't hold on anymore!

The man in black on the opposite side narrowed his eyes, looked Jin Qian up and down a few times, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Little beggar, when I was messing around in the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid I didn't have you! Since you are so good at your skills Confidence, it is better to let the horse come over!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly pulled out the steel knife from Jin Qian's hand, turned his wrist, and slashed at Jin Qian's face again.

Jin Qian's hands were bleeding profusely, and before he could close his hands, he saw the steel knife and the sharp wind swinging towards his eyebrows, he was startled, he hurriedly touched the ground with his toes, and leaped backwards.

The steel knife scraped across Jin Qian's nose.

Before Jin Qian could break out a few drops of cold sweat to brighten the atmosphere, he raised his eyes and saw the man in black turned around, turned around to catch the moon with a move, and the steel knife flew towards Mr. Bao again.

Oh My God!Jin Qian immediately rushed forward, his body was as fast as lightning, and in a flash, he came to Mr. Bao, just about to hug the steel knife, but found a smirk flashing in the eyes of the man in black. It's too late.

The man in black, it was false to assassinate Mr. Bao, but it was true to seduce Jin Qian. Because Jin Qian's lightness skills are superb, the man in black felt that he couldn't get close, so he used this bad move. , the steel knife in his hand used even more skill, and he was about to split the boy in front of him in two, but just as he swung his arm down half an inch, he suddenly couldn't move an inch.

The man in black was startled, and looked at the other three black-clothed assassins, just like himself, their acupuncture points were tapped at some point, their hands and feet stopped in mid-air, as stiff as stone statues.

"Brother, why don't you ask Zhan to accompany you?"

The clear and clear voice, like a clear spring, is really pleasant to hear, but to these men in black, it is like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

This voice seemed to come from afar, but also seemed to be very close at hand, so it must be someone with profound skills.Counting the many heroes in today's Jianghu, there are only a few people who can have this kind of skill, and there is only one who can happen to appear here: the world-renowned Nan Xia——Zhan Zhao.

The four men in black panicked, and the others in the room were naturally pleasantly surprised.

I saw Zhan Zhao floating down from outside the house, wearing a blue shirt and a moonlight belt, melting into the boundless night, a pair of starry eyes, elegant and handsome, reflecting the stars in the sky, his toes touching the ground, soundless, like a feather floating in water, swaying Pieces of ripples.

Everyone, including the four assassins, stared straight at him.

If the four men in black hadn't had their acupoints tapped by Zhan Zhao, they would have rubbed their eyes with both hands: My dear, this is Nan Xia Zhan Zhao—not to mention his kung fu, let's talk about his style, I'm afraid we won't be able to cultivate half a point until we die.

But Jin Qian only had one feeling: Jesus is alive again!

Seeing that Zhan Zhao's figure flickered, he arrived in the room in the blink of an eye, clasped his hands slightly and said: "This subordinate is late, please forgive me."

Master Bao heaved a sigh of relief, "Excuse me for guards."

Hearing these words, Jin Qian's tense nerves relaxed, his legs softened, and he knelt down on the ground, feeling dizzy and dizzy, his eyes darkened.Just before losing consciousness, I vaguely heard two little ghosts shouting: "Brother Immortal..."

And Master Bao's voice:

"Mr. Gongsun..."

Jin Qian said in his heart at this time: Don't bother Mr. Gongsun, we have made up our minds and decided to faint, even if hundreds of assassins fly out next time, we are determined to carry out the coma to the end, and we will never join in this fun again!