A piece of paper

The Tuesday dog ​​driving the mule cart ran rampant and knocked the carriage of the other mule cart into the air for a moment.

It would be great if it was a carriage - Tuesday Dog thought in his reverie. With such awesome driving skills, it would be a pity not to drive a carriage.

With this thought in mind, he tilted his head to encourage his boss.

"Shopkeeper, I heard that royal merchants can ride in carriages. You have to work hard."

Xian Jin:?
If you push your boss like this, does your blind date know?

Bai Dalang's mule cart overturned after being stuck in the air. The alley was narrow and the carriage was blocked by the wall, so it did not overturn.

"Damn! Who is so ignorant! Damn it! Didn't you know it was the Bai family's car?" Bai Dalang cursed and groped his way out of the narrow car, standing up with his big butt rubbing against the ground.

Unexpectedly, before he could stand up completely, a black sack covered his head!
"Bang bang bang!"

The big wooden stick quickly hit the hollow of Bai Dalang's knee!
Bai Dalang groaned and fell to his knees with a "pop".

Densely packed sap fell from the sky like raindrops and landed on Bai Dalang with a crackle.

At first, Bai Dalang cursed at the top of his lungs, then started to cry and howl for mercy. In the end, there was no sound at all in the bag.

Zhen Sanlang sat next to Xian Jin and asked with a cheerful smile, "Did you kill him?"

The men outside pulled the sack, felt Bai Dalang's neck and veins, and said loudly, "He's still alive!"

"Ah -" Zhen Sanlang sighed with regret.

It would be great if he died while taking advantage of the chaos. This is a "hidden occupational risk". At most, it is because they did not do a good job in risk prevention, and the calculation was wrong, and it was not included in the KPI.

However, what Magistrate Xiong meant was, "Just teach him a lesson. It's not a good look to cause death." He didn't say he was going to be killed.

If Magistrate Xiong is not allowed to kill him, then they can't continue to kill him.

In fact, from his point of view, it would be better to kill him directly. Anyway, the hatred will be settled, and he will be left half disabled, with endless troubles.

Zhen Sanlang regretfully raised the curtain and looked at the mess outside.

Xianjin frowned, "Aren't you going to continue?"

There was reluctance in Zhen Sanlang's tone, "I won't continue. Master Xiong didn't say I'd kill him."

Xian Jin also sighed with regret.

Zhen Sanlang:? What about the pure kindness you promised?
On Tuesday, the dog was driving a mule cart back home. Xian Jin told him to stop, lifted up her skirt and got out of the cart. Under the light of the muddy oil lamp in the alley, she picked up a big wooden stick that was longer than her legs and said, "Bang Dang." "A loud sound of intent hit Bai Dalang's right calf!
Crooked.

But the momentum is in place.

Wow - the brother at the dock looked at Xian Jin with admiration.

A sensible subordinate stretched out his hand to straighten Bai Dalang's right leg, showing off his golden finger, "Boss He, hit it here, it's a bone, it won't make any sound when you hit it!"

"Bang!"

Xianjin picked up the big wooden stick again and hit Bai Dalang's calf bone accurately.

Xian Jin lowered his head and saw that the short and thick bone was tilted at a strange angle.

Well, it should be broken.

Good things come in pairs, so the sensible dock brother hurriedly sent another good bone, "Boss He, this is the left leg, don't give him a chance to cripple it!"

Xian Jin waved the big wooden stick towards the sky, and the stick hit the leg bone of his left leg, making a clanking sound!
With both legs broken, this girl will be at peace for at least three months!
Xian Jin threw the big wooden stick on the ground, turned around and got on the mule cart without any delay.

Ever since I read the storybook, the depressed mood that I had been holding back finally poured out towards the vent I smashed open.

No matter how calm she is, she is also a girl in her early twenties in her past and present lives. In her major, she can remain calm regardless of her mood or anger, because she is strategizing and knows that she cannot lose.

But this matter is different from doing business after all.

Counting her previous life, she was a Mudan (single mother and child) who had countless heart-warming moments but never had a real shot in person. She was suddenly dragged into such a disgusting and despicable pornographic trap.
To be honest, she really wanted to kill the Bai family.

Just use the red and blue scimitar and dagger that the beautiful elder sister gave her.

Since there is no rule of law here, let's use violence.

Xianjin eyes flickered, looking out the turbid window, the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of blood, and he felt a strange sense of calm.

There are some things she can't do.

For example, pulling out the old man's nails, or beating up the old man of the Bai family.

If she did it, it would be treachery. No matter how reasonable or careful she was, once she left any clues, she would be doomed.

She can't do these. But Governor Xiong can do it.

Why?

Because in Xuancheng Mansion, she and all the others are the ones who abide by the rules, and only Magistrate Xiong is the one who specifies the rules.

Why introduce the Zhen family to her openly?
Does Governor Xiong think she doesn’t know Zhen Sanlang?
How can it be!

The first collection of "Fubai" was taken by Zhen Sanlang.

At this juncture, the Zhen family was officially introduced to her, which meant that she could use the Zhen family's power to handle this matter. Isn't using the Zhen family's power the same as using the power of the prefect Xiong? As long as no one is killed, Magistrate Xiong will take care of it for her.

Xianjin lifted up the car curtain with one finger and saw Bai Dalang lying on the ground as soft as a pile of rotten meat. Blood overflowed from the white flesh and disappeared in the gaps of the blue bricks - if she were the rule, that would be fine. .
Xian Jin was in a trance.

From being confused when she first arrived here, to slowly finding the direction of her efforts, to doing her best to help the people around her, and then truly realizing the weight of that piece of paper in the long and quiet time. Now, she seems to have given birth to A bigger delusion.

If, to say the least, she could manipulate the rules, that would be great.

Like Zhifu Xiong.

Like Wang Xuezheng.

Like Cao Fucheng who supports the Bai family.

Sometimes desires are like weeds, growing all over the sky, sprouting in nooks and crannies. With a little sunshine and water, they will rise steadily, and in an instant they will be like dark clouds.

Zhen Sanlang sent Xian Jin back to Chen Ji's house and said with a smile, "Please call me if you need anything! Sometimes the government is too disciplined, and there are some dirty and tiring jobs. We at the dock can endure hardships, so you can rest assured to leave them to me." Us! You give us a seed, and we give you a towering tree!"

This marketing rhetoric is not like a gangster society, but like an education and training institution.

Xianjin agreed with a smile and returned to the courtyard. Mrs. Qu asked her to ask her about the matter in detail. After hearing Xianjin finish speaking, she frowned anxiously, "In this way, everyone will think it is a subordinate of the Chen family. Your hand! We just got the Wenwei rolling paper business, and it’s time to hide your strength and bide your time. If you are so high-profile, if someone catches you and gets angry, wouldn’t it be a failure!”

Madam Qu frowned and said, "It's just some rumors. They didn't name names, and they didn't criticize people. It just happened so quickly. Who will remember these things after a few months? We should still endure it." You have to come down here - Mr. Xiong wants to clean up the Bai family, so he can do it himself, and I can lend you and the Zhen family's help, so he is clean, but we are dirty!"

Mrs. Qu could give her a heavy blow every time when the relationship between the two was good.

Some concepts cannot be solved by seeking common ground while reserving differences.

Xianjin lowered his eyes and remained silent, without responding.

Mrs. Qu caught a glimpse of Xian Jin's expression from the corner of her eye, and spoke earnestly, "I'm not letting others ruin your reputation. It's just that there are some things that we have to think about from a different perspective - you said you won't marry, so these rumors can't hurt you. You! We in the Chen family don’t have a girl to be married in this generation, and we can’t hurt the Chen family’s girl to go out. "

Xian Jin:?
If she doesn't marry, her reputation doesn't matter?

Xianjin smiled and said, "Well, I've heard that the price of Baihualou is not low. You have to pay four or five taels of silver in one night. I'm not getting married anyway. I'll pack my things tomorrow and work part-time in the evening. Others are forced to Yes, I volunteered. This career position is different. If things go wrong, I can still become an oiran after working for two days."

Destroy this crazy world!

Mrs. Qu said "tsk", "You kid!" She turned around and complained to Aunt Qu, "It's a shame that I can't understand what I'm saying. How can you talk so humiliatingly to yourself!"

Xian Jin smiled again, "What you are saying is really interesting. It is not an insult to spread the word outside, but it is an insult if I say a few jokes in private? Serving one person is an honor, but serving a group of people is despicable? They are all professionals. Miss, please don't engage in professional discrimination."

Mistresses and prostitutes, what about Pride and Prejudice? I'm really full.

Mrs. Qu waved her hands repeatedly, "Come on! I can't defeat you, let alone you!"

In the past few months, Mrs. Qu had been living quite a happy life - she found that once she put aside the internal friction with Xian Jin and calmly accepted Xian Jin's care, her life became more and more comfortable.

Now that we are talking about this, we have been beaten and blood has been shed, but nothing can be changed.

Mrs. Qu sighed, "Just think of us as choosing sides, and we will be tied up with Lord Xiong from now on." She seemed to think of something, "Then Cao Fucheng can't stand up for the Bai family, right?"

"Getting started?"

Xian Jin sneered, "It's almost enough."

"Pa-ta-" Cao Fu Cheng's frog-like thigh kicked the shoulder of Master Bai, who had come to Ying Tian Mansion to complain all night, "What did you say?! You made up a play, accusing Sang and Huai of saying that Magistrate Xiong had an affair with that girl from the Chen family. From beginning to end!?”

Mr. Bai was kicked to the point where he was lying on his back, but he didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately turned over and knelt down again, crying, "A little girl, if you want to make a prosperous business, you have to rely on a man, right?" !”

Mr. Bai cried heartbrokenly, "At that time, you had already decided that our Bai family would make the papers, but it happened that Magistrate Xiong came out halfway and reported the Chen family together! Why did he do this? Do you support the Chen family? If that girl surnamed He didn’t make an effort to flatter him in the film, then I... I’m not surnamed Bai!"

"idiot!"

"idiot!"

Cao Fucheng suddenly fell into incompetent rage, "How should you Bai family and Chen family fight? I don't even care if they fight to the death! Magistrate Xiong is an old official of the fourth rank! You, a businessman, involve a fourth-rank official. If you go in, no one will think it’s my order!”

Can I ask for a monthly pass?