King Leng Chasing His Wife: The Maid in the Tongfang Runs With the Ball

Jun Wumo snorted indifferently after hearing the report from his subordinates.

"Who are these people?"

Wu Yan began to report, and after seven or eight words, Jun Wumo named a few names: "Kill them directly!"

Wu Yan was slightly stunned, frowned and asked, "If that's the case, will it cause a backlash?"

Jun Wumo snorted coldly: "My black armored guards have already arrived outside Phoenix City, do I still care about them?"

"Furthermore, even if there were no black armored guards, why did this king ever care about them?"

"Each of their butts is not clean, even if I put them all on the execution ground and kill them now."

"Then investigate again, and there will be no unjust, false or wrongly decided cases."

"These few are just the best among them, let's make an example to others!"

"Tell them, if they don't obey, they will all be killed. There are so many people, and without them, someone will take over."

Lin Jiumian smiled: "It's normal that you haven't heard of it. After all, Xizhou and Dongling have a vast territory, and each place has its own culture."

He didn't get entangled in this, but changed the subject and asked:

When Jun Wumo's ruthless words came out, the people kneeling outside also trembled.

Then he stood up and walked out, followed by Wu Yan.

Seeing this, Wu Yan snorted, turned his head and went back.

Sangzi nodded silently.

"Even the emperor willingly gave up the throne to our master, what are you still fussing about?"

"However, it won't be long. Maybe everyone in the north and south of the river will hear about this word."

After returning to the mansion, Jun Wumo heard that they had all dispersed, so he was not surprised.

"If I were you at this time, I would hide and stay in peace, and don't jump around in front of the master."

"My master already knew what you did."

Seeing this, several ministers looked at Wu Yan bitterly, finally got up helplessly, turned and went back.

With a cold expression, he spit out a sentence: "It's just a bunch of mobs!"

Sangzi asked with a smile.

He has never heard of the word black tea, he has only heard the names of some specific teas, such as Longjing, Biluochun and so on.

The scent of fragrance wafted out and diffused in the room.

"Master, do you need a horse?"

"What kind of tea does the girl like to drink?"

Now that he is the emperor, he has many things to take care of, and he can learn more about the people's well-being by walking around among the people.

Lin Jiumian said: "I prefer to drink black tea."

At this time, let's talk about Sangzi's residence.

Speechless, he continued:
"You have been officials for so long, you don't need me to tell you whether your buttocks are clean or not."

Originally there was a group of people kneeling and huffing, but now they are all gone.

Sangzi and Lin Jiumian sat facing each other in the study room, the tea stove in front of them was gurgling and brewing tea.

"Where is the girl from, how did she come here, and she can fall from the sky."

Jun Wumo waved his hand: "No need, go to the barracks, just walk."

"Otherwise killing you would be in vain."

Sangzi was slightly taken aback: "What is black tea?"

"I asked the manager of the mansion, and they said they didn't find a new cook."

Lin Jiumian appeared suddenly, how could Sangzi not investigate.

The previous look of indifference was just to confuse Lin Jiumian.

Lin Jiumian sighed softly. When the other party said they wanted to chat with her, she knew that the other party had already suspected her.

She was silent for a moment and said:
"Do you want to hear the truth or lies."