Chapter Eleven I'm Not Reconciled
Ximen Qing stood in front of the broad-sleeved fairy skirt sold to him by the mysterious man, and suddenly felt a little palpitation.
He walked two steps forward and looked out. The guard at home was still diligent and guarding everywhere. The laughter of his colorful women also came faintly, and everything seemed normal.
Ximen Qing then breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself that he was thinking too much.
But there is still one thing that makes him feel a little regretful whenever he thinks of it. Why did he think of encouraging the county magistrate to deal with that mysterious man? Although there are enough reasons for him to let the people below deal with that mysterious man.
The mysterious man stole his family's silver, and the silver was still in the hands of that man.
I believe that the greedy county magistrate would definitely send someone to capture the mysterious man, but I don’t know what the result of the arrest was.
There are many people in the county yard. Although the yamen runners are just as good as the kung yard, they represent the court. Will that mysterious person really have a conflict with the county yard? If there is a conflict, I am afraid that I will be wanted by the county magistrate!
No matter how high a person's force is, it is still a question whether he can fight with the court.
However, Ximen Qing finally regretted it. In fact, spending so much money to buy some divine objects is enough. There is no need to have any conflicts. As long as you can study the various business opportunities contained in these divine objects, you will lose the money and will be earned sooner or later.
"In this world, I only have to cheat others' money, so how can I cheat others' money?"
Ximen Qing thought clearly about why he did this. This was a habit brought to him by his life experience over the years, and this habit would make him think about getting the greatest benefit with the least amount of effort at any time.
Once the reverse happens, he will be unhappy.
He is unhappy, so many people will be unhappy.
"The wide-sleeved flowing fairy skirt, this tone is really magical!"
Ximen Qing bent down and looked at the various patterns and tones on the Guangswept Liuxian skirt, and felt that it was really magical.
This is also a natural thing. If the material of dresses from the modern world is of course much better than that of ordinary clothes in ancient times, it may not be comparable to the best silk products of ancient times. However, other modern technologies in this dress, such as dyeing, are far superior to those of the Song Dynasty.
A dress in modern society also embodies countless technologies in modern society. This technology is common to people in modern society, but it was difficult to understand and amazing in ancient times.
This is also the reason why Ximen Qing spent a lot of money to buy a wide-sleeved fairy skirt. It was not just for the woman who had not yet passed the door to wear it, nor for him to wear a wide-sleeved fairy skirt when he was bored. He had a lot of women's clothes, so there was no need to waste this set.
"Golden lotus."
Thinking of the woman who had not yet passed the door, a fire suddenly appeared in Ximen Qing's heart. It was a ball of evil fire, burning his heart, burning his kidneys, and burning his essence. He wanted to use his vigorous energy on that woman so that she could know the joy of being a woman.
"Wu Da!"
Ximen Qing remembered another obstacle to stopping him from doing this. The existence of the three-inch Ding made his happiness impossible to realize immediately, so let's die!
I wonder if the little lady did this?
However, in addition to Wuhan University, there is another Wu Er who is difficult to deal with. We have to deal with this matter well, so that Wu Er can die of illness, and Wu Er can't find any problems!
"For the happiness of the future, I have to worry about it. Why don't you die quickly? After you die, I will raise your wife!"
Ximen Qing felt a little angry. These people were always stopping their good things. It’s really damn!
But at this moment, a noise came from outside, making his originally bad mood worse and worse.
"What happened, why is it so messy! What do you all do for food!"
Ximen Qing stepped out of the house and cursed loudly.
"when!"
The sound of a human body colliding with the gate sounded in my ears, and there seemed to be a human-shaped monster outside, and his guards were no match for it.
With a loud bang, the door of his house opened.
Ximen Qing frowned and looked at the other side of the door. There was a big man with nothing in his hand, but all the servants in his family fell to the ground and groaned.
"Isn't this Wu Du Head? What's going on? Who makes Wu Du Head upset?"
Ximen Qing felt a chill in his heart, saying that Wu Er and Wu Er were here, but his face was still smiling, as if he had never done anything.
"Stop pretending, Ximen Qing, your incident is out, die!"
Wu Er's big fist hit him again.
Whenever he remembered that these two shameless things were mixed together, his brother was seriously ill and made others laugh, and he would be angry and not beating him. His sister-in-law was shameless, and Ximen Qing deserved to die.
Adulterers, they all die!
Therefore, his punch is very heavy, and he will die if he hits it.
"Wudu Head, in broad daylight, you actually take human life into vain. Is there any other way to go? You are still from the court? You have to know what you are doing!"
Ximen Qing was filled with a loud warning. The punch from Wu Dutou just now was a fatal fist. If he hadn't practiced it for a few years, he would have died long ago.
He knew that his affairs were really out.
How could Wu Er come back so quickly? He really dares to come to the door!
But he still had to use words to alert Wu Er that killing people is illegal.
"What am I doing? I'm killing you!"
Wu Er didn't care at all, leaned close to Ximen Qing in an instant, lifted up his big and small fist like an iron hammer, and tried his best to hit him.
With just one punch, Ximen Qing vomited a heavy mouthful of blood. He felt that his internal organs were burning like fire, and the fire in his heart had dissipated at this time.
This punch almost killed him!
"Don't do it, just say it..."
Ximen Qing lay there and struggled. Seeing Wu Er's fist coming again, he wanted to convince Wu Er with his 3-inch tongue, but Wu Er did not listen to him.
Punch after punch.
When he hit ten punches, blood burst out from Ximen Qing's eyes, mouth, nose, and ears, and he couldn't move, and he was left with a few breaths left in his mouth to breathe.
"I hate it!"
Ximen Qing could no longer speak, but the hatred in his heart was almost difficult to express in words.
He still has a lot to do, he still has an extremely bright future. The future Yangguan Avenue is already in front of him. How could he die like this?
What should I do with his broad-sleeved fairy skirt? What should I do with the toilet paper he just bought? What should I do with his concubines who are as beautiful as flowers? What should I do with the little lady of Jinlian? Will it not belong to him?
He is unwilling to give up!
"Not resigned!"
Chapter completed!