Picking Up a General to Plow the Fields

Until the evening, the county king returned to the government, and the county magistrate looked at Jingjing.

Jing Xin’s heart was blocked and he smiled. “The county king is still using dinner. The old slave will let Ziying’s head scream and say that you have something to do with the county prince. If he is free, please He had a dinner later, what do you think?"

In fact, Wang Hao, a county magistrate, would like to ask the king of the county to come over and use dinner together. But if she could, she couldn’t help but listened. She just nodded and said, "Okay!"

Jing Hao secretly shook his head and told Ziying that this person had a meal.

Ziying and other enemies with Jing Hao, do not like to stay in the county king, grinding the past.

Just in the county of the county, I saw Mrs. Shi, and Ziying’s heart was even more unsatisfactory.

I missed my master, so I didn’t feel so happy that I didn’t show it on my face.

The county king saw Ziying some accidents.

How long? More than half a month, right? She lived quietly on her side, and she never asked anyone to look for him. Even on the night of the first day of September, according to the rules, he should rest in her, and she did not ask anyone to ask him to go.

The county king said to Mrs. Shi: "Go back first!"

Mrs. Shi suddenly saw that Ziying appeared very unexpectedly. She smiled and smiled and served with her gentleman. She heard the sound of the king of the county, which was not salty and not light. Laughing, the decent knees blessed the blessing, softly smiled and said: "Yes, then I will go back first! Please wait a little longer to accompany the Lord!"

When I said it, I went to shake the thin waist.

In the heart of Ziying, this was looser. The tight face was also slowed down by two points, and the words of Jingjing were reverently said.

When the king of the county heard his own Wang Hao looking for something to discuss with him, he was even more puzzled. He smiled and said: "What is the county king who can say?"

Ziying shook his head gently and said: "The slaves don't know, the slaves of the master do not dare to talk."

Wang Yixiao, a county magistrate, did not ask questions. He couldn’t help but say: "What are your masters doing this time?"

Ziying listened to him asking this question smoothly, as if there was nothing unpleasant between him and the county king, but she couldn’t stop the fire in her heart: the skin was really thick!

Moreover, when did he become concerned about the arrival of the county king?

At the moment, Ziying is vague: "The master did not do anything, and the slaves accompanied them to talk and occasionally went out and walked away."

The smile on the face of Wang Xijun’s face finally faded. He remembered the mismatch between himself and her. At the moment, he coughed a little, and waved: "Go, let me go!"

Ziying was relieved of the sound of "yes" and said with kindness: "The county king has already used dinner at this time. The county prince still used it before going! The thing that the county king wants to say may be a little while. I can't finish it later!"

Say the knees and knees: "The slaves retire!" Before leaving the county king, they turned and left.

When the king of the county stayed in a moment, he smiled and smiled and said: "This girl! When did I provoke you again?"

What did Tate tell him? Tell him that her master did not want to ask him for dinner?

Although she is not necessarily willing to go even if she asks him - who wants to listen to her complaining?

However, she did not ask herself, and the county king couldn’t help but feel a little uncomfortable. Of course, he will never admit it!

In addition, in order to express his own calmness, he expressed his carelessness, and the county king deliberately used his dinner slowly. After dinner, he deliberately touched the book and shook it. After driving away the third call to pay attention to the courtesy, He finally got up and went to the main house where the king of the county stayed.

He will never admit that it is difficult to sit in the study and wait for a little bit of time!

For a long time, I didn’t go to the main courtyard. When I came in and saw the new weather in the yard, he suddenly stunned and took a moment to return.

The little girl in the yard saw him, and he smiled and went forward. One person accompanied the laughter and led the way. One person laughed and said: "The master is inside, the slave is going to report to the master!" He said, trotting away.

The county king deliberately slowed down and walked slowly, waiting for the county king to rush out to meet him as usual.

However, after crossing the patio and passing through the hall, I walked over from the side of the corridor and walked over to the tall and neat main hall, and the county magistrate still did not come out.

Somehow the king of the county stayed, and there was a little loss in my heart.

This loss made his heart sullen.

In the past, she would not treat him like this!

Suddenly, Ziran suddenly slammed the curtain out and saw him busy with the ritual and smiled: "The county prince is coming! Please come in! Fangcai County Wang Hao also asked the slaves!"

The county king nodded, and some of them were absent-minded and went in.

When the eyes were bright, the furnishings in the room were completely changed. It seemed to be much brighter than in the past. For a time, he suddenly felt that he was a little uncomfortable. It seemed that he was not suitable for a strange place.

Seeing that the woman wearing a pink embroidered wide-sleeved robes to hang the beads and loosely squatting out of the back room, staying in the county is a blank stupid standing in the head.

This is - his king of the county.

How pretty has he seen the fairy-like look?

When he stayed in the county, he looked silly and only felt that his heart was thumping.

Wang Hao, the county magistrate, saw him like this, and he didn’t feel a hot face. His cheeks flew on the blush, and the eyes were bright and dripping out of water. He licked the small blush as a small flower-like rhombus-shaped mouth, some not Too good to say, slightly hanged his head and called forward: "The husband..."

Jing Hao secretly turned a blind eye, what husband! Does he match?

"Ah?" The king of the county suddenly replied to God. He raised his hand and tried to help him and he was stiff. He put it down and said, "Is there something for the county king to find me?"

The relationship between the two people was really too bad. Although she made him a little overwhelmed and couldn't help but want to be close, there was always something that was not very interesting.

Wang Hao, the county magistrate, was summoned by his "King of the Kings" and suddenly went to the shy, ** hot and cool suddenly half a cold.

When he used to love her, he never called her "County Wang Hao". They were called "True Truth". Later, the two people became awkward, and the relationship became more and more stiff. He naturally didn't call it true. It became a "cold king" who was cold and alienated.

Although he was not so cold in the county, he still called her like this!

Wang Jun, a county magistrate, was sour in his heart, biting his lip and biting his lips. His look calmed down a few points and nodded. "Well, please sit down, it is a bit of something to say!"

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