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Chapter 8 West Market Street Fighter Wei Ling

Xiao Liu put the silk in the sun, and the sun is just right now, so I will dry it and remove the musty smell.

The silk sent from the palace is naturally of high quality, but after being kept in the warehouse for a long time, it still has a decay smell.

quack……

While the master and servant were chatting, a parrot with a green body, with only a fiery red mouth, flapping its wings and flying to the yard.

It leaned over and was ready.

"My silk!"

Xiao Liu was startled, but it was too late. The silk in the yard had been poked a big hole, and the latitude and latitude were broken and completely destroyed.

"monster!"

"Look, I won't beat you to death!" Xiao Liu picked up the bamboo pole and stabbed it into the sky, wielding it from left to right, and was about to bear the monster!

The parrot hovered proudly and flew with his wings.

"Xiaolang, what should I do?"

Xiao Liu cried violently while holding silk.

Pei Fanxian was speechless when he looked at this loyal slave. Although the strange bird was indeed hateful, he was not like this.

"Cut the broken piece and then exchange it for money, it will be settled."

Xiao Liu was stunned: "It makes sense!"

All kinds of frustration were wiped out.

"You know that strange bird?" Xiao Liu was cutting it. When he heard the question, he raised his head: "That's money from the city chief Wei Ling."

Speaking of this money, there are no people in the West City who are so angry that they are itchy.

The city chief Wei Ling raised it and trained it himself. The money came to wander around the western market every day. When he saw someone's stall had money, he took it in the air and gave it to Wei Ling.

I heard that when I am lucky, I can get hundreds of cents a day. All the merchants in the western market are suffering, but they dare not offend the city chief and can only endure it.

"There is such a strange thing!"

You can make money by relying on birds. Pei Fanxian suddenly remembered what the two strong men said in the morning. He fell into a straw mat and abandoned his corpse in the suburbs, and the treacherous city chief also had the credit of this cunning city chief.

If the city office's fierce room could accept him, it wouldn't be like this.

"Let's go, let's go to the city office to take a look."

Although Xiaoliu was timid, when he thought of the silk that was ruined by money, he immediately became brave. Old thief Wei, I will never end with you!

The largest official institution in Xishizhong is the Municipal Administration. All permanent residents and mobile personnel in Xishizhong are registered and supervised by officials in Xishizhong.

Among the municipal offices, the municipal order is the largest, responsible for connecting with the imperial court and the jurisdiction of specific affairs, the municipal chief is mainly responsible for the municipal affairs.

To be honest, this burden is indeed very heavy. However, the current city chief Wei Ling does not feel tired at all.

After work, if you have money, you will also create more income for him. When you see money, you will not have any worries. No matter how worried you are, it will turn into a happy event.

Qianlai was very familiar with the four streets and eight gates in the west city, so he flapped his wings and entered the city office.

It lowered its body slightly, flew in through the open door, and flew to the corner with a gliding.

There was a large box there, which had several layers of money inside, which showed that it had gained a lot today.

"The money comes!" Wei Ling sat crookedly and whistled. Qianlai obediently opened his mouth, and the copper coins fell straight into the money box.

"Good bird!"

As soon as Wei Ling stretched out his hand, Qianlai stopped in his hand.

The clerk hurried into the door, and Wei Ling was still feeding the birds.

"City Chief, there are several gurus in Baofeng Building. They do not seem to have registered with the Municipal Administration. They think they are from unknown origin."

Wei Ling had millet spread on one hand, and Qian Lai was standing on the other hand, constantly pecking at it, little by little, which was very interesting.

Wei Ling smiled and said, "It's just a few gurus, and they are also poor people who come from afar to make a living. As long as there is no trouble, let them go."

"Yes, I remember it."

The little official was just a routine matter and reported it. In fact, he knew that Wei Ling would not care at all.

He said, obeying the order, and wanted to retreat. Before he could take a few steps, Wei Ling's voice sounded again: "However, tell the boss that although there is no need to worry about registering and registering, the tax that should be paid cannot be missed!"

Sure enough!

Wei Shicheng is the true face of small gains and big gains. He is always accustomed to giving people small benefits to gain greater benefits.

The clerk withdrew carefully, and this is good, and he can always knock on this irregular merchant.

Outside the city office, Pei Fanxian and Xiaoliu arrived.

The guard guard at the door had already gone in to report, and Xiao Liu looked at the tall eaves of the city office and tears were almost falling.

"Xiaolang, this Wei Shicheng has a very bad reputation in the West City. He has problems with his personality and is definitely not a good person to mess with."

"The merchants in the West City dare not speak out against him. Why do we need to provoke him?"

Fan Xian hugged his chest with his hands, but he couldn't stand his cowardly look: "It's because he is not easy to mess with that, I want to mess with it. If he is a Bodhisattva's heart, why should I do it?"

Xiao Liu was stunned, Pei Fanxian was getting more and more courageous.

"Besides, you said that this Wei Shicheng is very angry among the merchants. Since I am also a member of Xishi, I naturally have the responsibility to help them exclaim."

"You're waiting to see it, today I'm going to knock on this old stingy."

The prince had already given the reward, but he was not satisfied. Xiaoliu felt that the prince gave too little reward to meet Fan Xian's needs.

After Wei Ling finished feeding the birds, he heard that there was a scholar named Pei Fanxian outside the door who asked for a visit, and he was immediately happy.

Pei Fanxian?

Didn’t this person just die?

Is this a zombie?

Wei Ling, who was timid and cherished her life, immediately felt the deep sense of peeing.

After a moment, Fan Xian also brought Xiao Liu into the door.

"The student has met Wei Shicheng." He saluted respectfully, and Wei Ling was stunned at first sight.

This is not a person who has been sick for a long time. Look at his face, his face is white and red. Those steps when he first entered the door were also calm and powerful.

"Pei Lang, I was sad for a while when I heard that you were dying of illness in the morning. Now that I see that you are fine, I feel relieved."

Who knows if he is really relieved? Fan Xian smiled and said, "The students were really sick before, but God also disliked me for being too sick and refused to accept me, so I would live again!"

Unexpectedly, the sick man had such power, even God was afraid. Thinking of this, Wei Ling's lower abdomen tightened again.

Some people are born with sluts, and there is nothing they can do about it. For example, when Wei Ling in front of him, he saw his face, Fan Xian knew that this was a treacherous minister who was insidious and cunning.

"Wei Shicheng, the student heard that my servant went to the city office to make a fuss in the morning. There were so many disturbances, and the student apologized for him."

Wei Ling's smile froze on his face. If he didn't mention it, he would have forgotten it. The person named Xiaoliu had indeed come and asked the municipal office to help him collect the body, but he was bombarded away.

This kid is not here to settle the score.

"It's okay. Actually, I've heard that you are in poor health. As the city chief, you should take time to visit him. But many business matters are entangled, and I really can't get rid of it." Wei Ling laughed treacherously, and Fan Xian was unmoved.

Look at me?

I don't have money, why would you come to see me?

"However, Pei Lang, you have just recovered and came to visit the city office. It must be important."
Chapter completed!
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