"Hou Jue?"
When everyone heard the name, different expressions appeared on their faces.
Zhou Li frowned and recalled the living eunuch on Lingjiu Mountain. Tang Wan stretched his neck, a bit of confusion appeared on his pretty face, wondering why the people in Dongchang wanted to take the name of Jin Yiwei, and began to think about the effects of drinking the sexual transformation spring for eunuchs.
Thousand households?
Qianhu is also remembering, but...
"Hou Jue..."
Lowering his head, Qianhu's eyes flashed with confusion, as if some memory was emerging from the ground.
He felt that he had heard this name before, and that this name was also very important to him, as if someone had entrusted Hou Jue to him. Qianhu frowned and tried hard to search for the keyword Hou Jue in his memory.
Soon, a room appeared vaguely in front of Qianhu's eyes. It seemed to be a warm and fragrant attic. The frail woman looked at herself and said Hou Jue's name. At that time, I felt depressed, an indescribable powerlessness filled my whole body, and I was almost ready to cry.
Could it be that? !
Qianhu suddenly raised his head, a look of surprise and understanding appearing in his tiger eyes.
Is this Hou Jue my lost son? !
No wonder I felt depressed, weak, and a little worried and afraid when I thought of that beautiful woman. If he had lost his only flesh and blood because of his service to the country, then his weird mood would make sense.
My long-lost flesh and blood...
Closing his eyes, Qianhu sighed deeply. In his impression, he rarely returned to his home. He usually lived alone in some caves, or read documents day and night in the Jinyiwei stronghold. , isn't this a punishment for yourself?
Thinking of this, Qianhu felt his eyes light up, and his heart that had been a little blocked suddenly opened up. He looked at Li Kuan beside him and said:
"Master Li, this Hou Jue seems to be an old acquaintance of mine. If possible, please let me meet him."
Old acquaintance?
Li Kuan was stunned for a moment. As a county magistrate, he knew that Jin Yiwei had many slang words. Sometimes, Jin Yiwei's "old acquaintances" may be some fugitives or traitors who rebel against the party. "Meeting them" is to set a trap to catch them.
But to be on the safe side, Li Kuan still asked worriedly. He leaned close to Qianhu and asked in a low voice: "I wonder what kind of old acquaintance the adults are talking about?"
"this···"
A tangled look appeared on Qianhu's face. He didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, it would be disgraceful to talk about displacing his own flesh and blood, but he couldn't deceive others. After thinking briefly, he looked at Li Kuan and said carefully:
"This old acquaintance is something I can't describe. If I meet him, I might be able to learn something."
Okay, fugitive, I get it.
Li Kuan suddenly realized that in addition to showing off, observing people's behavior was also one of the ways for Li Kuan to survive in the workplace. He immediately saluted Qianhu, then stepped aside and exchanged a few words with the soldiers guarding the city.
Looking at the strong man whose face was full of fatherly love, and the other county magistrate whose eyes were full of viciousness, Tang Wan turned his head and said to Zhou Li expressionlessly:
"These two people definitely had a very boring misunderstanding."
"You know how barren you are."
Zhou Li was squatting behind a pillar at some point with his hands in his sleeves. On his left face was a righteous speech, and on the right was "Watch a good show". Zhou Li, who was upright and optimistic about the show, looked at the two people in front of him and said cheerfully:
"How interesting."
Tang Wan was silent. After a moment, she imitated Zhou Li, put her hands into her sleeves, and squatted beside Zhou Li. The small white ball was very eye-catching. She raised her head slightly, looked at the expressive Qianhu and the well-meaning magistrate, and nodded clearly.
"really."
"really."
At the market in the north of the city, after chatting with the local supplier of supplies for North Korea and China, Guo Lingyun nodded and said with emotion: "This Master Li is really... ruling by doing nothing."
"That's not the case."
The vendor cheerfully handed a large pile of notice paper to Guo Lingyun, took three taels of silver, and then said with emotion:
"Master Li has been in office for six years, but we have never seen him issue any notices. If the imperial court wanted to reduce or increase taxes, Master Li would just paste the paper issued by the imperial court on the city wall. Some people complained that he was wronged. Just go to the local Dali Temple. If someone sees rare and strange animals, go to the Taixue Academy. If someone wants to see him, he will just stay there, anyway."
Waving his hands, with a bit of happiness in his words, the vendor sighed: "It's nothing."
Guo Lingyun was stunned for a moment. Although the vendor said that Li Kuan was nothing when talking about him, his tone was very cordial. Seeing this, Guo Lingyun asked with doubts:
"Brother, I heard what you said, this Li Kuan is a person who does nothing and has no independent opinions. Why do I feel that you seem to respect this person very much?"
"Hey, little brother, you are a Jinyiwei, that's what you are. You must be thinking much further than us old haters."
After giving a thumbs up, the vendor laughed and said:
"But for ordinary people like us, a county official is neither corrupt nor corrupt. He lets professionals do everything and never points fingers. He is cheerful all day long, has no airs, and does not bully the people. This kind of county official Officer, for us in Beiliang to encounter someone, it is a blessing that has been cultivated for thousands of years, and other places cannot even envy it."
Hearing this, Guo Lingyun was in a daze, but then felt a little ridiculous. For this group of people, the highest standard for a county official is not to be corrupt or to bully the people. As long as these two points are achieved, even if the county magistrate does nothing on weekdays, he will still be loved by the people.
This is the way of the world...
Guo Lingyun sighed silently in his heart. He mentioned the notices, said hello to the vendors, and turned to leave. At this moment, he suddenly heard a noise coming from the city gate.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Don't take off my pants! Do you know you are breaking the law?! I was a royal guard before!!!"
Um?
After hearing this familiar voice, Guo Lingyun was startled for a moment. He picked up the bag and walked to the city gate. Through the dark window next to the city gate, Guo Lingyun saw a familiar figure.
Why is this kid here?
Seeing Hou Jue struggling on the ground with a knee on his neck by the defender, Guo Lingyun touched his chin, a trace of hesitation flashing in his eyes.
"Let me tell you, I am a former Jin Yiwei and a fourth-level spiritual master. I can breathe with my butt! If you know what I am doing, let me go immediately. Do you believe that my fart contains your breath?!"
no.
Holding his forehead and sighing, Guo Lingyun didn't know why there were so many naked prodigies in Jinyiwei. In order to prevent Hou Jue from further embarrassing Jinyiwei, Guo Lingyun directly held the protruding stone on the side with his right hand, jumped up, and jumped from the city wall. Up and down, stood in front of Hou Jue.
"This person is an old acquaintance of mine, let him go."
After finishing speaking, Guo Lingyun was afraid that the two soldiers would misunderstand what he said, so he added: "It's an old acquaintance."
At this time, Hou Jue, who was pinned to the ground, heard Guo Lingyun's words. He raised his head with great effort and vaguely glanced at Guo Lingyun's appearance. Suddenly, Hou Jue was having fun, and while struggling he said:
"Brother, you are too miserable. You look like Guo Lingyun, your voice sounds like Guo Lingyun, and the bow on your back also looks like Guo Lingyun. Even your name..."
"Fuck, Guo Lingyun?!!!"
