If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

Because of the temple fair, there were not many pedestrians on the street, so An Le soon arrived at the county government in the county magistrate's carriage.

Sitting on the expensive mahogany chair, An Le ate the cakes on the table with some peace of mind.

"Serve tea." The county magistrate lightly reminded the servant who was patronizing An Le.

The boy shivered, and immediately ran to make tea.

An Le took another piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth. The sugar figurine in his hand had already lost a head, and the sweet and greasy head melted in his mouth together with the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. It was so sweet.

The county magistrate glanced at An Le coldly, said nothing, tapped his finger on the mahogany table and waited for tea.

"Master." The young servant came forward with tea, he put down the tea set and stood beside the county magistrate motionless.

The county magistrate picked up the tea and took a sip.

Anle happened to choke on the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and poured all the tea down in one gulp. Who knew that the boy used boiling water, and the tea was not cold yet, which scalded Anle.

The county magistrate took another sip of tea, and said to the boy beside him with some distaste: "The fragrance of the tea has dissipated."

The boy shivered again, and then murmured: "The firepower is not good..." He always only served tea, and the person in charge of making tea...

The county magistrate didn't seem to intend to finish listening to his explanation, and turned to An Le who stuck out his tongue: "What happened."

An Le was saddened to find out that he had been burned, and he slowly told the story of bumping into the man in black and fighting wits with the woman.

After An Le finished speaking, he waited for the magistrate's response, and was somewhat looking forward to the silver taels he would reward.

However, the county magistrate was silent for a while.

An Le murmured, "My lord?"

"How?" There was no emotion in the county magistrate's tone.

An Le swallowed, "Is there anything else, my lord? If not—" If not, I will withdraw!

"What do you think?" a subtle rhetorical question.

"..."

The county magistrate took a sip of tea unhurriedly, and then... the tea was completely disgusted by the county magistrate, casting a pitiful and lonely shadow alone under the oil lamp.

An Le slowly stuffed the sugar figurine back into his mouth, and said vaguely: "My lord, I can't guess."

The county magistrate raised his eyes, and An Le's small shadow was reflected in his dark and deep pupils. He said calmly as always: "Then what should I guess?"

The corners of An Le's eyebrows twitched. Faced with such a situation, he became more courageous, "If your lord is willing, you can guess."

The lord touched the jade bracelet in his sleeve and took it out, "Do you recognize it?"

An Le glanced at it very quickly, and quickly replied: "Of course I recognize it."

"Ok?"

"Isn't it your lord's jade bracelet?" An Le bit off one of the sugar man's arms.

The county magistrate showed a half-smile expression, "What else?"

"Gone."

The magistrate's voice became softer, and he slowly approached An Le's face, meeting a pair of black pupils, "I'll give you another chance."

An Le frowned secretly, but remained calm on the surface. He pretended to look at it carefully and said, "It's really gone."

The county magistrate stared at An Le, An Le looked back at him neither humble nor overbearing, humming coldly in his heart, whoever is more afraid of others than his aura!Uncle, I am best at pretending!

The county magistrate straightened his back, and he put away the jade bracelet, which made An Le secretly heave a sigh of relief.

"Then let me ask another question—do you know those two thieves?"

An Le understood now, and he suddenly remembered what the woman snorted coldly—"Your Excellency doubts me?"

The county magistrate was noncommittal.

At this point, An Le put down the stone that was already hanging in his throat, and a provocative smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If my lord doubts why I questioned me so obliquely? You can bring evidence to accuse me, my lord? The county magistrate? What's the problem calling a policeman to catch me?"

With such a bold provocation, before the county magistrate opened his mouth, the servant started to shout at An Le again: "Unreasonable!"

The county magistrate ignored him, and An Le would not even bother to talk to him. He continued: "Since my lord doesn't do this, it proves that my lord's evidence is not enough—"

The county magistrate didn't hide it, he nodded slightly.

An Le's eyes twitched, and she was extremely charming, "I didn't say it, my lord, since the evidence in my lord's hand is not enough, then I will not get any results if I persist to the end. Even if I know something but don't tell your lord, your lord can't help it." What are you going to do to me?"

The boy got angry, he rushed forward aggressively, and punched him, Anle didn't hide, and followed the strength of the fist, pushed his fist back to the boy.

The boy was stunned all of a sudden.

An Le patted his collar, and grinned at the county magistrate, "Honestly, my lord, I have nothing to say."

The county magistrate said: "Bring those two up."

So soon the man and woman were tied up and thrown up.

The woman's hair was messed up, and as soon as she saw An Le, she shouted, "It's him! He instructed us to do this! We just get paid to do it!"

An Le shrugged, smiled and said, "Sister, don't wrong people, I'm innocent."

The county magistrate said: "You say he is an accomplice, what is the evidence?"

The woman choked and remained silent.

An Le smiled and said, "Are you here to accuse me without evidence?"

The man in black said: "We were indeed bribed, but he was not the one who gave us the silver and the order, but we can be sure that the man behind the scenes is indeed this person! It's up to us whether you believe it or not!"

An Le curled her lips and muttered, "I would like to know how you found out."

The county magistrate raised his eyes, "I am also curious."

The man in black turned his head, "No comment on this."

An Le wanted to say more, but was interrupted by a young man in black who rushed in——

"My lord! I just caught a thief in the study!"

An Le was taken aback, and said to the county magistrate in a daze, "My lord is really loved by thieves."

The county magistrate glanced at him, and said to the young man, "Where is he?"

The young man said: "This thief knows martial arts, and he brought a group of people to smash your things in the study! The people in the house have already gone, and the subordinates will inform you."

The magistrate, who has always been calm, suddenly changed his expression, pushed the young man away and went straight out, "Go to the study."

An Le blinked, then said: "My lord is good at martial arts, and the lightness kung fu makes it handy."

Leaving the woman and the man in black behind, An Le followed to the study with the mentality of watching the excitement.

However, An Le made a wrong calculation this time, the study room was full of swords and swords, it was really not suitable for watching the excitement.

Before An Le could get to the study, she was scared by a flying sword and dared not go in.

In the study, the county magistrate has already killed several people with a long sword in his right hand, and is pinching a man's jawbone with his left hand.

An Le looked at the corpses all over the place, and walked forward slowly.

"Say!" The county magistrate's usually cold voice was mixed with anger, "Who sent you here!"

The man didn't answer.

The magistrate's eyes flashed, and he directly crushed the man's bones.

An Le shivered and glanced at a group of subordinates behind the magistrate, all of them stood respectfully, but their swords were not stained with much blood, it was not as good as the magistrate's right hand sword was full of blood. blood stains.

An Le looked at the messy study room, and calculated that it took him less than a cup of tea to get to the study room, but the county magistrate actually killed the people in this place in less than a cup of tea?

An Le trembled a little - I really can't steal from this lord in the future, it seems that this lord's martial arts internal strength is not just a superficial level of "good".

The county magistrate said to the young man: "Clean it up." He put away his sword and walked back.

"Did you see what happened to those people?" The county magistrate asked as he walked.

An Le blinked, "I see."

The county magistrate nodded, "If you dare to lie to me, it will be your end too."

An Le blinked again, and after pondering for a while, "Yes."

"About those two thieves—"

"I really don't know!" An Le said loudly.

The adults didn't ask any more questions, and said to the boy: "See off the guests." Then he turned and left.

An Le was a little stunned, and realized later: "My lord, what about my reward?"

The adult didn't turn his head back and said, "It's that cup of tea."

An Le froze for a moment and pouted dissatisfiedly.

The magistrate then added, "Not satisfied?"

An Le said sullenly: "Satisfied."

The county magistrate said: "If you are not satisfied——"

An Le's eyes sparkled again.

"Then let's add that plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

An Le glanced at the sugar figurine in his hand, recalled the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the mahogany table, and then thought of the hot bubbles in his mouth——

Why do you suddenly feel that the wind is a bit strong and a bit cold tonight?

Oh, yes, it's autumn.