Go to Kaifeng to be a civil servant

The shadow of the lacquer trees covers the dark night, and the waning moon hangs the frost to chill the wind and cold.

Ten miles southeast of the outskirts of Hangzhou, there is a hill with a forest area of ​​more than fifty miles. During the day, there are shady trees, cool breeze, lush green trees and red flowers. Most of them are dignitaries and romantics in Hangzhou. The place where talented scholars enjoy the cool air is named "Cuiyin Slope", but at night, this Cuiyin Slope is dark, cold and damp, and wild animals often haunt it, so this Cuiyin Slope is listed as "Cuiyin Slope" at night. Entering the forbidden forest, there is no human habitation.

At this time, three quarters of the midnight had passed, and there were human voices outside the Cuiyinpo forest for the first time.

"Ouch... Where did this thief come from, why is he so powerful?!"

I saw a figure lying on his back in a large shape under a big tree with lush branches and leaves. He was wearing a short shirt and black clothes. A broad-leaf knife was thrown two feet away. The blade was stained with blood. A mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth.

But even so, this person still has a pair of eyebrows and eyes, and he looks happy. He is the personal bodyguard Shao Wen of Prince Xiaoyi at that time.

I saw Shao Wen wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth indifferently, and said with a wry smile:

"What did our lord say before entering the Qiongyu Pavilion tonight? Ah, yes, it seems that he is afraid of meeting a client with some special hobbies who will take advantage of Captain Jin. Cough, I really did. Fortunately, we have a quick eye and a quick eye, and flew a wine glass over... Cough, what did you say that the flower picker would fall in love with Captain Jin and kill Captain Jin? This is actually accurate! Our prince, cough, really A genuine crow's mouth, cough cough cough..."

"Nothing... rude." Another slightly weak voice came from the other side of the tree.

The person who spoke was in the same black clothes as Shao Wen. He was sitting cross-legged against a tree with his eyes closed, as if he was meditating and adjusting his breath. His grim face was pale and blue.

"Okay, then it's fine if our lord is a god of iron...cough cough..." Shao Wen glanced at his mouth and said, paused, and then asked, "I said Brother Mo, how are you?"

"No problem." Mo Yan replied.

"It's okay to be a fart! Cough, cough, cough..." Shao Wen shouted loudly, and immediately gushed out another mouthful of blood, almost choking to death.

"Concentrate! Calm!" Mo Yan opened his eyes slightly and reminded in a deep voice.

"What are you concentrating on?! Be quiet!" Shao Wen sat up, spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, glared at Mo Yan and said viciously, "Master Shao, my size is also considered to be a top five master of the imperial guards. It's a piece of cake, why bother you, guard Mo, to block that thief's palm for me, so that now you are the number one master of the imperial army, and now you can't even move a little finger, and your pale face can scare the living!"

Mo Yan raised his eyes to look at Shao Wen, and explained with a blank expression: "You have suffered internal injuries, so you can't dodge that slap. That man is not weak, if that slap lands on you, you will die on the spot."

"You!" Shao Wen stared at the face of his benefactor who saved his life just now, turned his head, and said in a muffled voice, "You were hurt too badly before..."

"My internal strength is better than yours."

Shao Wen felt a sweet smell rushing up his throat again, gritted his teeth and swallowed it back, and glared at Mo Yan angrily, "Okay, your internal strength is good! You're very good! Aren't you seriously injured and sitting here like a log?! Now that Colonel Jin has been kidnapped, his life and death are unknown, when the prince pursues him, how do you return to life?!"

As soon as he said this, Mo Yan's face turned pale again, and he closed his eyes and said, "I just pushed the thief with a palm, and he must have been injured too badly. Captain Jin is not in danger yet."

"I hope so...cough cough..." Shao Wen rubbed forward, leaned against Mo Yan and sat cross-legged against a tree, and sighed, "I think Captain Jin is a very lucky person, can't he?" Fortunately, he is still alive and kicking, but we have to confess our lives here...cough cough..."

"My lord has already gone back to rescue the soldiers, and I left a mark on the road, I think someone will come to help soon..."

"How could it be so fast?" Shao Wen shook his head and sighed, his gaze shifted to the direction of Hangzhou City. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Huh?"

"What's the matter?" Mo Yan opened his eyes and asked.

Shao Wen stared at a pair of crescent eyes, with a surprised look on his face: "My dear, it's not my eyesight, is it that the people coming over there are running or flying?"

Mo Yan followed Shao Wen's gaze, and saw a blue shadow flying towards the thick night in the distance, without touching the ground, his clothes dancing wildly, his flying black hair almost melting into the pitch black night.Judging by his body shape and footwork, it is a rare peerless light skill in the Jianghu, but judging from his running speed, no one in the Jianghu can match it.

But in the blink of an eye, the blue shadow came to the two of them, clasped fists and said:

"The two are the guards under Lord Fan?"

The person who came was straight, dressed in plain blue, his handsome face was as pale as frost, his black eyes were deep and slightly chaotic, and thin sweat covered his forehead and neck.

"You are?" Shao Wen asked in a daze.

"Down to Zhan Zhao in Kaifeng Mansion, where is the person who captured Captain Jin?" Zhan Zhao asked urgently in a hoarse voice.

"The thief entered the forest." Mo Yan replied.

"Thank you." As soon as the first word was uttered, Zhan Zhao's figure disappeared into the dark forest.

Shao Wen blinked his eyelids, and said in disbelief: "No wonder everyone in Bianjing praises Yumao Zhanzhao's superb lightness skills, and it really deserves its reputation."

Mo Yan frowned slightly: "Continuing to run wildly with [-]% of your internal strength, wouldn't this hurt your health?"

Shao Wen thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but nodded: "The face is pale, the breathing is disordered, and the voice is hoarse and hoarse. It really hurts the body." Master Zhan, the guard, is calm and calm, and his face does not change when Mount Tai collapses in front of him, but just now, Master Zhan seems to be a little..."

"Panic..." Mo Yan, who had always spoken sarcastically, was also a little uncertain at this moment.

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flustered...

How could Zhan Zhao not panic?How can it not be chaotic!

Speeding through the dark forest, Zhan Zhao felt as if his heart was being burned, burning hot, like burning his heart and lungs.

where?Where exactly? !

The normally dark eyes are now blood red, and the shadow of the tree in the eyes is like a ghost, bewitching the mind, the plain blue figure is flying and changing, startled like lightning, but the steps under his feet are out of order.

Why didn't I find out earlier that he wasn't following me?

Why was he so stupid that he fell into the trick of diverting the tiger away from the mountain?

Why... I didn't protect him by his side?

why...

Layers upon layers of questions surged up in his mind like waves, and blocked his heart like a boulder, almost causing his blood to flow backwards.

The quick steps stopped, and the straight figure was fixed under the shadow of the deep cold and black lacquer tree, a trace of blood red slipped from between the teeth and lips.

Don't panic!

Do not mess!

If you want to save him, you must not continue to mess up!

His brows were furrowed tightly, his eyes were tightly closed, Zhan Zhao suppressed the panic that almost swallowed him up, and after a while, he opened his eyes again, the bloodshot eyes were still in the black eyes, but there was no frenzy anymore.

The wind blows, the trees shake, the shadows of leaves dance, there is a rustling sound, and a vaguely familiar scent of medicine floats in, and is blown away by the forest wind in an instant.

The flames in Zhan Zhao's eyes jumped, he squeezed the hilt of the sword firmly with his fingers, and ran to the depths of the woods.

The shadows of the trees are shaking, the forest is deep and deep, and the moonlight occasionally shines from the leaves, and the strange sound of birdsong is heard from time to time in the forest, making it even more silent.

Zhan Zhao tapped his toes on the thick rotting leaves on the ground, he took every step extremely carefully, not even a single rotten leaf was broken, and he made no sound.

Suddenly, without warning, a faint human voice came along the night wind.

Zhan Zhao's breathing froze for an instant, and Su Lan's figure rose from the ground like smoke, flew up the tree, stepped on the branches and floated towards the sound.

Layers of branches and leaves galloped past in front of the eyes, and the sound became clearer and more recognizable.

"Damn...cough, I never thought it would be so troublesome just to catch a brat..."

"It was so easy to transfer Zhang Zhao and Bai Yutang...and two masters appeared out of nowhere...that cold-faced one is really hard to deal with..."

Between the two sentences, Zhan Zhao had already arrived on top of the speaker, and landed lightly on the treetops, holding his breath and staring intently.

Under the tree, a person was sitting on the ground against the tree, with hidden knife wounds on his hands and feet. While holding his chest and coughing dryly, he took out a medicine bottle from his arms and poured medicine into his mouth.

But seeing this person, dressed in black night clothes, with light brows and long eyes, gentle appearance, with bruises and bruises on his face, he was the other of the two Jin Qian who had molested him in Qiongyu Pavilion before.

And beside this person, there was a person lying on his back, dressed in gray, thin and small, with thick eyebrows and a round face, with his eyes closed, it was Jin Qian.

As soon as Zhan Zhao's eyes touched the thin figure on the ground, he almost couldn't control himself and wanted to rush forward, but the next words of the man in black shocked Zhan Zhao's heart and horrified the scene.

"I didn't expect Jin Qian, a sixth-rank captain, to be protected by so many first-class masters... No wonder the young master would transfer me back. If it was someone else, I would have lost my life long ago... Cough cough..."

This person knows Jin Qian's identity? !

Son?What son? !

"For a skinny brat with little meat, I almost died here!" The man in black put the medicine bottle into his arms and stared at Jin Qian fiercely. I only said that I would bring this Jinqian back alive, but I didn’t say that I would have fun! Although this Jinqian is thin and small, and has no good looks, but the conditions in the wilderness are limited, I don’t care about it, sir. Just make do with it..."

While speaking, the man in black stretched his fingers towards Jinqian's belt.

An inch, but an inch.

The man in black's fingers had barely protruded an inch, when a cold light flashed, five hair-thin red lines appeared on the bases of the five fingers with a "hiss", and suddenly, the fingers snapped off at the root, blood spurted out, and Fingers fell to the ground.

"Ah!!" The heart-piercing scream resounded through the sky, startling a flock of night birds.

The man in black rolled all over the ground with his severed arm in his arms, staring at the man in blue who appeared in front of him with horror.

The star pupils are bloodshot, the sword eyebrows are condensed, the handsome face is like a rakshasa, the black hair dances wildly without wind, the blue shirt moves like a demon, the giant sword is cold and dazzling, and the blade is scarlet red.

"Zhan, Zhan Zhan..." The man in black screamed and just said a few words, when he felt a flash of sword light in front of his eyes, and the sharp pain suddenly hit the sky and overwhelming, his hands and feet fell limply, and the tendons in his hands and feet were cut off at the same time.

The man in black didn't come up in one breath, and suddenly passed out.

kill him!kill him! !

Zhan Zhao stared at the man in black, his heart and mind were filled with these words.

No, no!This person has to be escorted back to the government office for trial, and he can't be killed... can't be killed!

As if venting, he retracted the Juque sword fiercely, Zhan Zhao took a deep breath, suppressed the surging killing intent that he had never had before, his eyes moved to the thin figure lying on the ground, and his heart couldn't help but twitch violently.

Zhan Zhao walked to Jin Qian's side step by step, and his light legs and feet, which were famous all over the world, weighed more than a thousand catties.

Lifting the robe, squatting down, stretching out his fingers to touch the pulse-detection door on his thin wrist, and examining Jin Qian's body carefully with his black eyes, his heart hanging in mid-air finally relaxed a bit.

It's just that he was tapped into the Sleeping Point.

The black eyes moved to Jin Qian's cheeks, and some blood was splashed on the slightly pale skin.

The slender fingers wanted to stroke away the dazzling blood red, but they stopped abruptly when they were only a few millimeters away from Jin Qian's face, retracted, and clenched tightly.

"Jin, Jinqian..." The clear and bright voice seemed to be weathered, astringent and hoarse.

As if hearing Zhan Zhao's call, Jin Qian tilted his head, parted his lips slightly, and let out a cry.

"Whoosh-"

"..."

Thin lips curled into a wry smile, star eyes flickered, Zhan Zhao didn't know whether to be angry or to smile, whether to be bitter or painful in his heart, so he just stood by Jin Qian's side and looked straight at Jin Qian ,like a statue.

Until a distant scream broke the silence.

"Ding Er, the scream just now came from here!"

"Fifth brother is right, it must be Zhan Nanxia and the thief who have met!"

"Smelly cat! Zhan Zhao! Little Jinzi!"

The sound of hurried footsteps approached instantly.

Zhan Zhao's figure trembled, and he stretched out his arms suddenly, took Jin Qian into his arms, clasped him tightly, exerted force with his feet, and flew up the tree, and within a few ups and downs, he carried Jin Qian away from here for a few seconds. Zhang outside.

When Bai Yutang in thin obscene clothes and Ding Zhaohui, who was sweating profusely, followed the sound, only the man in black was left on the scene, half-lifeless and unconscious in the blood, which surprised them.

"Cut off all five fingers at the same root, pick off the tendons in the hands and feet, this, this is the ruthless hand of Nanxia?!" Ding Zhaohui looked in disbelief.

Bai Yutang's face was serious, he frowned and looked around: "Zhan Zhao is so out of order, could it be that something happened to Xiao Jinzi?" Speaking of this, his face darkened again.

Ding Zhaohui looked around: "Why don't you see Nan Xia and Captain Jin? Could it be that there are other villains?"

"Brother Ding, let's find each other separately!"

"it is good!"

-

hide?Why hide?

Zhan Zhao didn't understand.

Now that the thief has been captured, Jinqian's sleeping hole should be untied immediately, reconciled with Bai Yutang and Ding Zhaohui, and the thief should be escorted to the Hangzhou government office for trial, instead of holding him like a thief like this now. Jin Qian hid on the top of the tree...

But, but...

The warm breath of the person in the arms lingers in the ears, the faint scent of medicine wraps around the tip of the nose, and the familiar sleeping face is close at hand...

Zhan Zhao hugged Jin Qian stiffly, his black eyes didn't dare to look at the person in his arms, he just sat on the branch of a tree rigidly surrounding the thin figure.

The frosty moon is hazy, the night forest is like ink, the autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves are flying like rain.

The cool moonlight shone on Zhan Zhao's face, Junyi's facial features were so pale that they were almost transparent.

just...for a moment...

The long eyelashes closed slowly, and the arms slowly tightened.

...for a moment...just enough...

Among the leaves of the dense forest, plain blue robes fluttered in the wind, drawing a desolate arc.

"Master Zhan..." The man in his arms let out a whisper.

The star's eyes widened suddenly, and his face was filled with panic and panic.

Shocked, Zhan Zhao frantically wanted to let go of Jin Qian, but suddenly remembered that he was on a tree, and hurriedly wrapped Jin Qian into his arms. There was a panic, and the dignified Nan Xia almost jumped out of the treetop. Drop a horse fork.

"No, don't squat..." the man in his arms said again.

Lan Ying, who had barely stabilized his figure, froze. He could only hear someone breathing steadily and snoring one after another, without any sign of waking up. The two sentences just now were obviously talking in sleep.

A silent sigh escaped from thin lips.

This person doesn't let people rest in peace when he's asleep... Zhan Zhao cast a reproachful glance at Jin Qian.

But just this one glance, it was like being possessed by a demon, and I couldn't move my eyes away, and my eyes lingered on the familiar face.

Eyebrows...fly high at the sight of silver...

Slender eyes... When you see the silver, it will bend into two crescents and emit green light...

Nose... Wrinkled and wrinkled when punished for squatting...

mouth...mouth...

Looking at those lips that are usually chattering and chattering for a moment except for making money and bargaining or flattering, but now they are so quiet that they can only exhale warm breath, Zhan Zhao's black eyes are slowly covered with mist, and his cheeks start to heat up, A pair of cat ears gradually turned red and transparent...

"Snapped!"

The Juque scabbard couldn't stand the master's sudden explosive grip, and made a soft noise.

The black eyes regained clarity in an instant, and the blush on his face suddenly became a little stronger.

I just thought, I thought...

No, no!Jin Qian must be awakened immediately, and he will go back to meet Bai Yutang and the others, otherwise, otherwise... I don't know what I will do...

Zhan Zhao secretly gritted his teeth, raised his fingers, and exerted all his strength to touch Jinqian's sleeping point.

But just as the fingertips touched Jin Qian's skin, they froze again.

A strange feeling came to my heart.

Just now... when he was holding Jin Qian, Jin Qian's body seemed... very, very soft?

Just like, as written in that book—nephrite jade is warm and fragrant!

This word suddenly jumped into Zhan Zhao's mind without any warning, which made Zhan Zhao tremble in shock.

He closed his eyes hard and gritted his teeth angrily.

Could it be that he has become sick from love and has gone crazy?Jin Qian is clearly a man, how could he act like a woman...

woman……

The heart suddenly tightened, and the breathing stopped for a moment.

This word is like sparks on the wasteland, burning all over my heart in an instant.

Scenes of Jinqian since he entered the Kaifeng mansion flashed before his eyes——

Never bathe with other yamen servants;

Even if I train hard morning and evening, my thin body still shows no signs of growing taller; the neckline is tightly tied all the year round, and the slightest wind does not leak out...

The black eyes slowly opened, scanning Jin Qian's face carefully.

Thick eyebrows and thin eyes, normal facial features, and skin—even worse than that of the little white mouse, not to mention the creamy skin.

Small and thin, with a flat chest... how could it be...

Even though he thought so, his black eyes turned to Jin Qian's tight neckline.

In the past, I always thought that Jin Qian was still young and immature, so... now that I think about it, if it is really a woman, then, of course, there will be no Adam's apple, just, just untie the collar and take a look...

"boom".

Suddenly realizing what he was thinking, Zhan Zhao's cheeks were flushed and steam was rising from the top of his head. If two eggs were smashed on Zhan Zhao's cheeks at this moment, they would be poached immediately.

But, but, if Jinqian is really a woman...

The trembling fingers finally moved slowly towards Jin Qian's collar button.

His internal breath was disturbed, and beads of sweat dripped down. For the first time, Zhan Zhao knew that a small collar button was so difficult to untie.

At the moment when the collar button finally showed signs of being undone, a loud cry came from under the tree.

"Smelly cat, I've been looking for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to hide in a tree to enjoy leisure!"

His fingers were startled away, his eyes flustered and he looked down, only to see a white shadow standing menacingly under the tree.

Bai Yutang stared at Zhan Zhao on the tree with an angry expression on his face, but when he saw Zhan Zhao's expression, his anger suddenly turned into worry.

"Smelly cat, what's wrong with you? But you were injured? Or was Little Jinzi injured?"

Zhan Zhao clenched the hilt of the sword with one hand, and wrapped around Jin Qian with the other. For the first time, he felt that the little white mouse's eyes were so good that it made him hate him.

The blue shadow flew down, and when it landed, Zhan Zhao was the impartial and calm fourth-rank imperial guard with a sword.

"Brother Libai is worried, Zhan is just afraid that there will be a gang of thieves ambushing him, so he hides here."

"Are you really okay?" Bai Yutang squinted his peachy eyes, staring at Zhan Zhao suspiciously.

"nothing."

Bai Yutang's face was full of worry, and he slowed down for five minutes, then looked at Jin Qian in Zhan Zhao's arms, and asked cautiously, "Then, where is Xiao Jinzi?"

Zhan Zhao looked at the person in his arms, with warm eyes: "Lieutenant Jin Xiao is safe and well."

"That's good, that's good!" Bai Yutang showed a smiling face, glanced at Jinqian, and frowned again: "Are you forced to sleep?"

Zhan Zhao nodded: "It's okay."

"Why don't you solve the acupoint?" Bai Yutang was a little puzzled, and looked up at Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao turned away from his black eyes uncomfortably.

Bai Yutang raised his eyebrows, stroked his chin up and down, looked Zhan Zhao up and down, grinned, and said, "Oh~ stinky cat, are you—"

Zhan Zhao suddenly turned his head and stared: "No!"

"Haha! Don't be so stubborn, stinky cat! After staying in the government for so many years, you must have lost a lot of kung fu, even the Jie acupuncture point is unfamiliar!" Bai Yutang looked proud when he saw Zhan Zhao's braid.

Zhan Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, Bai Wuye will draw his sword to help you today, and raise your hands to help you."

As he said that, Bai Yutang reached out to touch Jinqian's acupuncture points, but Zhan Zhao sideways avoided him.

"Don't bother Brother Bai, Captain Jin was quite frightened tonight, it's best to take a rest."

While speaking, the blue shadow holding someone began to walk forward quickly.

"Smelly cat, where are you going?" Elegant White Shadow followed closely behind.

"Make peace with the Ding Shuangxia, and escort the thief to prison."

"Hey, walk slowly, don't knock the little gold upside down."

"Zhan's lightness kung fu is still well-known in the world."

"Smelly cat, you are tired after hugging for a long time, why don't I deign to hug you for a while?"

"No trouble, brother Bai!"

"Smelly cat, you are really a dog biting Lu Dongbin and not knowing a good heart!"

The two figures, one in front and one behind, disappeared into the shadows of the bushes.

A moment later, a black figure flew down from the top of the tree. He was dressed in black and black boots, and his face was covered with an iron mask. However, his figure was slender, that of an adult man. His lips exposed under the iron mask showed a sneer of disdain, and he turned around again. Hidden in the dark forest.

Outside the Cuiyinpo forest, Shao Wen leaned on the tree trunk, sighing again and again:

"I didn't expect that the head of Chinchilla Bai Yutang, who is well-known in the world, is actually quite beautiful. Ahem, Brother Mo, did you see that Bai Yutang chased him out wearing only obscene clothes? I never thought that smelly Kid Jin Qian's popularity is not bad."

"……Yes."

"That Ding Zhaohui's kung fu is also very good, and he arrived in less than half a cup of tea behind Bai Yutang."

"indeed."

"But what does Bai Yutang mean by throwing two steamed buns in front of us?"

"..."

"This steamed bun was pulled out from Bai Yutang's chest..."

"..."

"It seems a bit rotten..."

"..."

"Brother Mo, why hasn't anyone come to rescue us for so long?"

"..."

"...Could it be that they forgot about our two heroes who saved lives?"

"...Call for help..."

-

Jin Qian was awakened by a loud noise.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Fan Xiaowang and Ding Yuehua fighting, heck, to be precise, it was a gentle, polite and beautiful young man and a gentle and virtuous lady who were engaged in an offensive and defensive battle around their own bed.

"Miss Ding, the so-called intimacy between men and women, I still hope that Miss Ding will move." Standing on the left side of Jinqian's bed, the one with a straight waist, slightly wrinkled eyebrows, serious eyes, and a serious expression was Fan Ronghua and Fan Xiao Prince.

Squeezed on the right side of Jinqian's bed was Ding Yuehua, who was wearing a green lotus dress and had a beautiful face: "Prince Fan, Yuehua is here to take care of Captain Jin."

"Xiao Jin will take care of me, don't bother Miss Ding." Fan Ronghua refused to budge.

Ding Yuehua tilted his head slightly, and narrowed his almond eyes slightly as he looked at Prince Fan: "Prince Fan is a man of gold, how can he condescend to do such trivial things?"

"It doesn't matter, I will take care of Xiao Jin anyway, Miss Ding, please go back!" Fan Ronghua straightened his back and did not back down.

What's going on?Why do we become sweet and sour when we wake up?

Jin Qian's head was muddled, and he blinked his eyelids inexplicably.

"Xiao Jin, are you awake?!" Fan Ronghua shouted in surprise.

"Lieutenant Jin, how do you feel?" Ding Yuehua looked happy, and swept his slender fingers towards Jinqian's forehead, but was blocked by Fan Ronghua.

"Miss Ding, can a man and a woman kiss each other!" Prince Fan said with a sullen face.

"Prince Fan is the one..." Ding Yuehua stared and was about to retort.

"You two, Colonel Jin slept all night and half a day. He must be thirsty. Let Captain Jin get up and drink some water first."

I saw Yan Chasan holding a bowl of clear water, pushed the two away, and came to Jinqian's bed, sighing helplessly.

"Yes, yes, Xiao Jin, drink some water first." Fan Ronghua hurriedly bent down to help Jin Qian up.

Ding Yuehua snatched the water bowl from Yan Chasan's hand and put it near Jin Qian's mouth.

Jin Qian gulped a few sips of water with his head in a daze, and then he felt his head cleared up a bit, and asked, "Where is this?"

With this question, Fan Ronghua and Ding Yuehua's expressions changed at the same time.

"Xiao Jin, you probably broke your head, right?" Fan Ronghua exclaimed.

"This is Dingzhuang!" Ding Yuehua exclaimed.

"It turned out to be Dingzhuang, no wonder it looks familiar." Jin Qian sat up straight, scratched his messy hair, and recalled with two thick eyebrows, "I remember that I ambushed and caught flower pickers in Qiongyu Pavilion before. , the thief fled through the window, Mr. Zhan and Bai Wuye chased him out, and then...then his eyes went dark..." He raised his eyes and looked at the three people on the opposite side with doubts, "Why did you go back to Dingzhuang as soon as you opened your eyes? ?”

"You don't remember anything?" Ding Yuehua asked with a frown.

"Remember what?" Jin Qian was puzzled.

"Xiao Jin, you were taken away by the flower pickers—" Fan Ronghua replied cautiously.

"What?!" Jin Qian was startled when he heard the words, a carp jumped off the bed and fell to the ground, "We, we were taken away by flower picking thieves?!"

The three people on the opposite side nodded at the same time.

Jin Qian only felt a buzzing in his forehead, and his first reaction was to look down to check his clothes.

After a while of fussing around, Jin Qian was very relieved to come to the conclusion that, except for the slightly loose collar button, the clothes, trousers, belt and socks on his body were definitely the original ones he had worn himself.

"Xiao Jin, don't panic. Mo Yan and Shao Wen chased you before, and brother Zhan rescued you in time. The thief didn't even touch a single finger of yours." Fan Ronghua comforted.

Jinqian's heartbeat finally returned to normal speed, and his brain's thinking function also returned to normal. He patted his chest, sat down against the edge of the bed, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and felt something was wrong.

"Well, doesn't that flower picker only like courtesans in brothels? Why, why did they arrest us?"

"Those two thieves are simply despicable and shameless, the ultimate bastard!" Fan Ronghua's watery eyes were blazing, and he yelled curses, without the slightest demeanor of a royal prince.

"That's right, why don't you give it to the government, just eunuch it." Ding Yuehua sneered, his words were astonishing.

The two who were fighting just now were surprisingly unanimous.

Eh?Two thieves?What's going on here?

Jin Qian looked at the two who were filled with righteous indignation and furious, and only focused on cursing angrily, and had no choice but to turn their eyes to Yan Chasan, who seemed to be reasonable at present.

Yan Chasan sighed, and explained to Jin Qian: "There are two flower pickers in total, and they are the two who molested Captain Jin in Qiongyu Pavilion before."

"Al?!" Jin Qian's narrow eyes widened.

I only heard Yan Chasan continue: "These two are notorious flower pickers in the Jianghu. One is named Jiang Sanzhang, and he likes female sex the most, especially the gorgeous courtesans of brothels, while the other is named Yan Qiang, who likes women. But, it is a man"

"Man, man?" Jin Qian was almost choked to death by his own saliva, and his mouth and tongue were tied into a bow tie, "Men——Okay, okay, just, even if you like men, you shouldn't fall in love with us..."

Did you make a mistake!Even if he is a good man, he should still fall in love with Mao'er or Fan Xiaowang, no matter how bad it is, Yan Shusheng's looks are a hundred times stronger than ours, how can he fall in love with our class?Could it be that the flower picker's eyes were panting?

Yan Chasan coughed uncomfortably, and continued to explain: "The strict preference is a bit...special, and he likes fishing and hunting thin young men like Brother Jin."

No! !

This flower picker is not only a group crime, brotherly spirit, and men and women take it all, but also, he is also a control type flower picker, we are too remorseful! !

Jin Qian was really about to cry at this time, and there were pieces of wailing in his heart.

Forehead Jesus Tathagata!Thinking that we were a beautiful woman who was as beautiful as a flower and a jade in her day, but she attracted a manly flower picker. We have erected a monument that has never been seen before or since.

The three of them watched Jin Qian's face turn green and pale for a while, and his eyelids twitched wildly, obviously they were greatly stimulated, and they all hurriedly spoke out to comfort them.

Fan Ronghua clenched his fists and said angrily: "Xiao Jin, don't worry, that Jiang's ribs were broken half a dozen times by the masters of the Ding family, and the one named Yan was even worse. His tendons and hamstrings were cut off, and all five fingers of his right hand were cut off at the root." , has become a useless person, and now life is worse than death."

As soon as these words came out, even Jin Qian hated the thief so much that he couldn't help shivering when he thought of the tragedy of the thief.

"The tendons and tendons of the hands and feet were broken, and the five fingers were cut off at the root-who did it?"

"It's Zhan Zhao." Ding Yuehua folded his arms and nodded, "At least he still has a bit of blood in the rivers and lakes."

Cat, cat? !

Jin Qian's narrow eyes widened again.

Did we hear that right? !The cat usually puts syntax and principles first, and talks about handling cases impartially every day, saying that as a member of the government, even in the face of heinous people, he must never act on his will, disregard the law, and abuse lynching.Therefore, even when encountering criminals who committed crimes and killed people like hemp, Mao'er would always leave a three-point margin when making a move. Why did he suddenly change his temper today and use such cruel methods against a flower picker?

Yan Chasan glanced at the stunned Jin Qian, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I think it's because Captain Jin was taken captive, Mr. Zhan was in a hurry, so he lost his sense of control."

Fan Ronghua nodded: "That's true, Xiao Jin, you didn't see it. When I went to report to Brother Zhan, Mr. Zhan's expression made his legs tremble when I think about it now!"

"Lieutenant Jin was safe and sound this time, thanks to Mr. Zhan who rescued him in time. Mr. Zhan said to Captain Jin—" Yan Chasan said half a sentence, swallowed it back, glanced at Jin Qian, paused, and continued Said, "I am very concerned. When I came back from Baojin Xiaowei in the suburbs, I specially asked Jin Xiaowei to take a rest..."

Speaking of this, Yan Chasan suddenly fell silent, and stared at Jin Qian in a daze. Fan Ronghua and Ding Yuehua also had the same expression and movement.

I saw Jin Qian, with narrow eyes and bulging eyes, dripping with cold sweat, white lips trembling, and trembling for a while, he uttered a few words: "Yes, is it Master Zhan who brought us, brought us back?"

Yan Chasan was slightly puzzled, nodded: "Yes."

"Are you sure it's hugging, not carrying, dragging or carrying?" Jin Qian swallowed and asked nervously.

Yan Chasan sighed secretly, and said with a determined face: "Master Zhan 'carried' Captain Jin back all the way from the outskirts of Hangzhou."

"Hi!" Jin Qian rolled his eyes and fell back on the bed.

"Little Jin?"

"Jin Qian?"

"Brother Jin?"

The three exclaimed at the same time.

Jin Qian fell on the bed, his face was pale, and his face twitched. Suddenly, he jumped up again, jumped under the bed, and began to circle around the room, muttering non-stop, Yan Chasan, Ding Yuehua, and Fan Ronghua pricked up their ears After listening for a long time, I didn't understand half a sentence.

"A bloody scandal, a scandal! If it spreads out, the various sachets, sachets, baisuo, handkerchiefs and nearly a hundred kinds of peripheral products that we developed in the image of Maoer's popular lover idol will definitely be unsalable because of this scandal! At that time, the Kaifeng Mansion’s welfare, bonus, three-gold insurance... and the Gongsun Zhuzi Club, the Club... Ah, no, no, this evil scandal must be killed in the cradle! Block it, block it firmly!"

"That—Xiao Jin, what are you talking about?" Fan Ronghua was the first to stop watching Jin Qian.

Jin Qian was startled, turned around abruptly, stared straight at the three of them, and asked solemnly, "How many people?"

"What?" The three were even more inexplicable.

"How many people saw that Master Zhan carried us back?"

Ding Yuehua raised his eyebrows, Fan Ronghua frowned, and Yan Chasan stared.

"It can't be a lot, right?" Jin Qian's narrow eyes drooped.

"It's just Young Hero Bai, the Ding Heroes, Miss Ding, Lord Fan, the two guards, and Yan..." Yan Chasan thought for a while and replied.

Jin Qian counted on his fingers, and took a long breath: "Including the cats, there are only nine, fortunately, fortunately!"

"Brother Jin, you are..." Yan Chasan looked puzzled.

But seeing Jin Qian beckoning to the three of them with a thief face, he called the three of them to his side, and said in a low voice: "You three, Jin Qian has an unfeeling request today, and I hope that the three of you will definitely sell it. Jin agreed with this face."

Fan Ronghua and Yan Chasan nodded seriously at the same time.

"Oh? Let's hear it." Ding Yuehua's face was full of interest.

Jin Qianding looked at the three of them, and said solemnly: "Master Zhan brought us back, I hope the three of you will keep your mouth shut, and you must not announce it."

"Ah?" A big question mark appeared on the faces of Fan Ronghua and Yan Chasan.

Ding Yuehua's expression of interest turned into a look of boredom: "I still think it's something, what's the matter? Hug it back, what's the big deal? Jin Qian, you're not a woman, so why should Zhan Zhao be responsible?"

"Miss Ding! This matter has a lot to do with it, and nothing can go wrong!" Jin Qian stared at her narrowly and exclaimed seriously.

"How do you say it?" Ding Yuehua became more interested.

"The three of you know the status of Mr. Zhan in Bianliang City?" Jin Qian asked.

"The first four ranks of the Kaifeng Mansion are guards with knives." Fan Ronghua said the official standard answer.

Jin Qian shook his head: "It's not about that, we're asking about the status of Lord Zhan in the hearts of the people in Bianliang."

The three looked at each other: "What status?"

"That's—" Jin Qian took a deep breath and posed an oriental