The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

He reached out and picked up the letter on the table, opened it, and looked at the contents. He was speechless for a moment.

Zi'an concluded with a sentence and said loudly: "Sister, it was the girl from the county government who invited you to visit the county government!"

I don’t know how many articles this girl from the county government had been influenced by. In just such a long article, she invited Linglong to visit the county government.

Linglong, who was wearing a silk ribbon, heard the silence in the boy's words, curled her lips, tied up her long hair, and stepped out from behind the screen.

His eyes fell on the young boy who was playing with a teacup at the table. He walked over, bent down and took the mask off his face.

"what happened?"

Zi'an stood up and pulled Linglong to sit aside, "Sister, these scholars are just expressing one meaning, why are they so tired?"

Linglong glanced at the letters on the table and said, "An'an, do you think they are useless?"

Zi'an shook his head. "No, I just think that when you thank someone, you shouldn't be so cryptic. If you're a little dumb, you really can't tell that these cryptic sentences are so cryptic."

Linglong listened quietly to Zi'an's complaints. When he stopped talking, Linglong glanced at the letter on the table again, her eyes falling on a few sentences, "Red maple trees welcome autumn, they are full of life, there is nothing better than death, I recommend it!"

"Yes, sister, followed by a bunch of words of thanks."

Listening to Zi'an's clear complaints, he raised his lower lip, the letter in his hand turned into powder, and looked at the pouting boy, "An'an hates the girls from the Wen family!"

Zi'an pursed his lips, took out the handkerchief from his arms, pulled Linglong's hand, and helped her wipe her fingers clean one by one: "Sister, did you notice it? It was her who almost hurt you. I just hate her."

Looking at the young man, whose hair was still a little dry, he raised his free hand and rubbed it.

"Okay, An An can hate her."

Zi'an paused, and raised his eyes with amusement, "Sister, are you kidding me?"

Linglong nodded slightly: "Yes."

Zi'an took back the handkerchief and was about to throw himself into Linglong's arms, but there was a knock on the door.

dong dong dong...

"Sir, the meal is ready."

Xiao Erniang's voice was heard outside, and Linglong pinched the little boy who looked a little aggrieved.

"eat first."

Yin Luo stood up and walked towards the door.

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"Doctors, although my father is awake, he still needs to rest. I cannot entertain you today. I hope you can understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, he bowed, turned around and closed the door, all in one smooth motion.

Qinglan listened to the noise outside the mansion, looked at the young lady's gradually receding back with a complicated look, and ran after her.

"Miss, among the group of people outside the mansion, there are doctors from Yunxiao Clinic. Aren't you afraid?"

Wen Shanchu walked along the corridor without stopping, and asked gently, "What are you afraid of?"

Chunlan slowed down her pace for a moment. Yes, the master is already awake, so what is there to be afraid of, young lady?

Looking up at the spirited girl in front of me, it seems that the talented young lady from before is back again.

Returning to the side hall where his father was, Wen Shanchu bowed to the woman sitting above him.

"Mother."

Wen Ying looked up at her beloved daughter and asked, "Yuanyuan, please sit down. What do you think of this genius doctor?"

Wen Shanchu, who was sitting down, heard this and said, "He seems to dislike us, mother and daughter."

Wen Ying's lips twitched, "I know this, what else?"

"Except that it's very mysterious and not simple, that's all."

Wen Ying, this daughter was probably born to ruin her career.

Seeing that his mother was about to get angry, Wen Shanchu spoke slowly, "Mother, it was Master Mingsha who was following the divine doctor Danxu. If I'm not mistaken, the weapon he used was the Black Three Blades."

Upon hearing this, dusty memories surfaced. Ten years ago, a thief known as Black Three Blades robbed the rich and gave to the poor, causing quite a stir in Nanling.

Wen Ying looked at her leisurely daughter and said what she was thinking: "That's not right. The Black Swordsman from ten years ago is already over thirty."

Looking at his bewildered mother, Wen Shanchu sighed silently. Apart from the people and his father, his mother would not pay attention to anyone else.

"Mother, my daughter was talking about the knife, not the person named Hei Sanda."

After hearing this, Wen Ying's face turned dark.

"The long sword used by the Black Three Swords is made of black iron, all black, three feet long, and has three blades."

Seeing his daughter's serious words, Wen Ying sighed, lifted the teacup to scrape off the tea foam, took a sip, and said slowly: "You are a scholar, is it useful to study these weapons all day long?"

Wen Shanchu smiled as he looked at his mother at the top of the table and said gently, "Isn't this useful? Although we don't know who Black Three Blades is, we still have some clues."

dong dong dong...

A knock on the door interrupted their conversation, and then a woman's voice came from outside: "Sir, the person you asked me to pay attention to is here, and he is now discussing household registration matters with Lu Zhubu."

Wen Shanchu stood up and said, "Mother, this Wang Linglong, I think she is even more mysterious than Master Danxu, let's go meet her."

Looking at her daughter's actions, Wen Ying could be sure that this woman named Wang Linglong was definitely beautiful.

My daughter has liked good-looking people since she was young, regardless of gender.

As soon as the two arrived at the government office in front, they heard a noise.

"How outrageous! You are just a commoner, why do you have to hide things in front of the clear sky?"

Hearing this arrogant male voice, the faces of the Wen family mother and daughter changed at the same time, and they quickened their pace and came to the side hall of the government office.

This person cannot be offended. Does Chen Baoyu want to die?

This is what Wen Ying and her daughter are thinking at this moment.

When they arrived, they saw Linglong who had just taken off her hat.

When Wen Ying saw the woman's face, he tripped over the door sill and fell to his knees.

This movement attracted everyone's attention.

Wen Shanchu helped his mother up with a frown on his face, and Linglong just watched quietly as Wen Ying's expression changed.

It was not until a cry of worship was heard that the stunned crowd came back to their senses.

"Greetings to His Excellency, the County Governor."

Then there was the sound of people kneeling down and worshipping.

Linglong did not kneel. She just stood in the crowd holding Zi'an's hand and looking at Wen Ying.

Zi'an pinched Linglong's fingers. Linglong tilted his head, and when he met the boy's somewhat uneasy brown eyes, he pinched his finger bones in return and gave him a soothing look.

Chen Baoyu accidentally saw the two people's behavior and said proudly, "You are so bold and unruly. You don't even kneel when you see the county magistrate."

At this moment, Wen Ying's underwear was already soaked with sweat. When she heard this harsh voice, she yelled again, "Chen Baoyu, shut up."

Chen Baoyu, who was originally jealous of the man's clothes next to the woman, felt more resentful when he saw Linglong's face. He wanted to use Wen Ying's name to beat up these two peasants who didn't take him seriously.

But what he didn't expect was that Wen Ying would get so angry, and it was towards him.

"Cousin~"

Seeing that Chen Baoyu still didn't stop, Wen Ying's face darkened and he ordered, "Come here, Chen Baoyu is defying the court, drag him away and give him twenty lashes."

"Yes, my lord."

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