The shrew of time travel

Chapter 210
Wang Dali's words were quite clever, and he took the tea from the girl's hand, and his words became even more enthusiastic.

Liu San's heart tightened, but his expression did not change.

"Dare to ask the two little brothers, is the person who framed Liu a foreigner?"

"Listen to the accent, it's from our local people. Hey, third master, it's really not worthwhile to ask you to come this way. But today is a coincidence. I don't know where a Mr. Hua came. He is in the hall today. The audience is here, even our master is in a dilemma. That's why we sent the two brothers to give the third master a letter in advance."

Wang Dali really knows how to behave, he puts the county magistrate first in everything he says.

"Thank you, thank you. The two little brothers are drinking tea with this scattered silver. Wait for a while, and then we will leave."

Hearing the word 'local', Liu San already had a plan in mind.

Ever since he set up this bureau at Yan Kuan's request last time, he has been a little restless.

In the end, he was kept for two more days, and he didn't really get him into the Salt Gang, but he was arranged to be a rough clerk at home.

Now that the person has not been taken away, Liu San is a little lucky.

This money is a small matter, but the matter of the Salt Gang is a big matter.

There are foreign officials here, let alone show their feet.

But this account must be settled on Yan Fu's head.

There is nothing wrong with paying the debts of the son to the father!

A group of four returned to the Yamen in a short while.

"Master, please wait here for a moment."

Wang Dali looked up at the yamen, and exhorted Liu San.

"Brother Wang, you are being polite."

Liu San is old and cunning, so he will never show his feet in front of the wooden peg.

After hearing the whole story along the way, Mu Shuan felt a little dazed, but he didn't care about it.

Naxiang Wang Dali and Li Xiu had already returned to the lobby first.

"My lord, Liu San has been brought here."

"Let Liu San go to court!"

Hearing that Liu San had arrived, Bai Tua couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. This Liu San never fought unprepared battles.

"My lord, the grass-roots Liu San pays my respects to my lord."

As he spoke, Liu San bowed his hands to Bai Tuo, but it was nothing more than a bow.

"Excuse me. Liu San, do you know Mu Shuan?"

A little bit of effort was enough for Bai Tuo to understand the whole story, and now he even asked the question right from the start, with an air of righteousness and dignity.

"I know. Mu Shuan is currently picking Ye Xiang in the villain's mansion, I don't know why the lord asks this question?"

Liu San's face was calm, and he responded appropriately, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Mu Si was stunned for a moment, even if he made a mistake, Mrs. Luo would not be wrong. What went wrong?

"Oh? There is such a thing? Then why did the Mu family come to this mansion to ask for someone? Could it be that you stopped the wooden peg from letting him go home?"

Bai Tuo immediately felt relieved, since this is the case, the matter is much simpler.

Today there is this old and immortal Huafeng present.

It's not easy for him to do what he wants to do.

"That's not true. Originally, I told him to go back and have a look, but he seemed to have something to hide, and he was willing to stay."

Liu San's answer is almost the same as the state of the peg walking that day.

"Is the situation true? That's all, if that's the case, let's ask the Mu Shuan to confront him in court, so as to give the Mu family an explanation."

In front of Huafeng, Bai Tuo wanted to show himself as wise and decisive as possible without being biased.

"Go back to my lord, the wooden peg is waiting at the gate."

(End of this chapter)