Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

"It's not easy!"

When he was full of tea and food, Yan Jing burped comfortably, not feeling that he would lose face if he did so.

Coming all the way, Yan Jing is really working day and night.

However, the heavy rain for several days caused landslides and blocked roads.

The group could only take a detour, which wasted a lot of time on the road.

And in order to hurry and grab time, they didn't eat and drink well along the way. In many cases, they just dealt with a few mouthfuls of dry food.

Why are you in such a hurry?

Anyone who has the same experience as Yan Jing will inevitably think more.

In the theory of ghosts and gods, although no one can prove that they really exist, no one can prove that they really do not exist.

The means of the previous robbery and fortune are all real.

Not long ago, Xiangyi Mansion dragged all the servants of the Ministry of Rites into the water because of the robbery.

In such a situation, Yan Jing could only rather believe what he has, not what he does not have.

Besides, as a human being, you should really be in awe.

Fortunately, the decree was finally delivered!

Yan Jing didn't dare to tell anyone what he saw with Emperor Yongping, and what they discussed. If this kind of thing is spread out, even if Yan Jingshen is trusted by Emperor Yongping, he will not escape a dead word.

"Master Yan, are you ready?"

Zuo Qiu saw Yan Jing put down his chopsticks, and quickly put down his chopsticks.

"Eat, eat!"

Yan Jing chuckled.

Old Master Xu also put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm really bothering the Imperial Commissioner. I don't want to say thank you. If there is a mission in the future, if I can, Xu will never shirk it!"

In this matter, Mr. Xu is still very clear.

If it wasn't for Yan Jing being a fair person, as long as he said a few bad words in front of the emperor, then this second imperial decree would definitely not be what it is now.

"Don't say that, Xiaoyi Lang. If Xiaoyi Lang doesn't dislike it, how are you and my brother?"

"In my entire life, Yan Jing, I admire not many people, but Xiaoyi Lang is one!"

Yan Jing spoke sincerely.

When Old Master Xu heard this, how could he refuse?

Although he didn't know what role Yan Jing played in the capital, it was unusual to be able to pass the imperial edict twice in a row.

As the saying goes, multiple friends create multiple paths, and multiple enemies create multiple walls.

Don't look at what kind of Xiaoyi Lang he was sealed, but this thing is a fake.

Yan Jing looks down on him and gives him a long face, which naturally has to be covered!

So, Mr. Xu has a younger brother.

Together, Zuoqiu Zuo county magistrate has an older brother.

Don't look at Zuoqiu as an official Qingming, but he is not the kind of pedantic official, but a very cosmopolitan temperament. After seeing that Mr. Xu was commensurate with Brother Yan Jing, Zuoqiu seized the opportunity to add a kick.

Then, while the others were still eating and drinking, Mr. Xu took Yan Jing and Zuo Qiu to the courtyard behind the restaurant.

Yijie Jinlan!

Three people who didn't drink.

Under the peach tree in the courtyard, he cut off the chicken's head, burned yellow paper, and bowed his head.

In the kitchen, Mr. Xu and Mr. Xu shivered when they witnessed everything.

They have two more uncles this time, and they are both officials. Why do they feel that they have no support at all, but instead they feel that there are two more mountains above their heads?

"Brother, do you feel a little cold?"

Xu Lao Er glanced at his eldest brother and whispered.

Boss Xu glanced at the sun of the boss outside, licked his lips, and said, "Maybe, it's going to change!"