Chapter 1682 Kung Fu Is Deeper than Her

Chapter 103 Kung fu is deeper than her

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Mo Shanghua's voice turned suddenly, with a hint of coldness in her voice, "In terms of smoothness and transparency, how can I compare with you? You just came to rely on me yesterday, but today you deliberately Turn a blind eye, where is your loyalty? Or, you just deliberately came to feign surrender in the first place, thinking all the time that you can seize the opportunity so that you can stab me."

Qian Lin's heart that had just fallen suddenly lifted, beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and he knelt down hurriedly, "Princess, I, I..."

He hesitated for a long time for the word "wronged" at the end, but he didn't dare to drop it for a long time, his pupils kept rolling.

Mo Shanghua's eyes fell on him like a knife's edge, making him fearful. After a long while, he changed his words, "I'm obsessed with ghosts, and I ask the princess to punish me."

Mo Shanghua stared coldly at the top of Qian Lin's head, taking in every subtle expression on his face, and couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

She knew that Qian Lin had a different intention, and if he couldn't be deterred today, he might still be dissatisfied.

Thinking of this, she deliberately didn't open her mouth until Qian Lin knelt on the ground for a long time before she said in a cold voice: "Get up. However, it's best to remember things clearly. I don't want there to be a next time. There is no room for people with different hearts."

"yes."

Qian Lin responded respectfully, and the little calculations in his heart completely stopped this time.

Mo Shanghua delicately nodded her chin, passed him directly, and personally directed the servants to cover the cow dung on the turned soil, and after they were all seated, they set off for the posthouse.

Just now when she returned to the post house, she learned that the sheriff of Wu County had come to the mansion and that Yan Beicheng was entertaining her. She thought about it for a while, and for some reason, she was worried that Yan Beicheng would suffer a loss if he could not easily reveal his strength, so she hurried past.

After all, the sheriff of Wu County is not a small official. He is in charge of Wu County, and the sheriff seems to have a different heart. They have been here for so long, but he just came to the mansion. What is the calculation.

Mo Shanghua thought about it in her heart, she kept walking, and after a while, she was outside the hall.

Along the half-covered doorway, one can clearly see that Yan Beicheng is sitting on the main seat carelessly, nodding perfunctorily from time to time, while the second seat is a man dressed in official clothes, about forty or fifty At the age of five, the facial features are square and square, but the brows are full of clarity.

I'm afraid this person is not simple.

Mo Shanghua looked at it for a while, and she already had some guesses in her heart. She observed the door for a while before walking in.

In front of outsiders, Mo Shanghua respectfully greeted Yan Beicheng, "I have seen the prince."

Yan Beicheng looked at Mo Shanghua with raised eyebrows, raised his hand and tapped the side of his lower body, "The princess is here, come, sit by my king's side."

Mo Shanghua tapped her delicate chin, walked to the chair on the other side of the coffee table beside him and sat down, her eyes fell on Jiang Wu.

Before she could speak, Jiang Wu stood up and bowed his hands to Mo Shanghua to salute, "Jiang Wu, governor of Weichen Wu County, see the princess."

The respectful attitude was very different from the arrogant and rude Qian Linlai who was also new to him that day. Of course, it can be seen that this person's mind is much calmer and deeper.

"You don't need to be courteous, Governor Jiang, please get up." Mo Shanghua answered alone, then turned to look at Yan Beicheng, "My lord, what were you talking about just now?"

Yan Beicheng leaned back on the chair lazily, and said casually: "It's just something unimportant. If the princess wants to hear it, you can say it again, Governor Jiang."

"Yes." Jiang Wu replied without sitting down, just stood respectfully like this, with eyebrows lowered and eyes downcast, "The minister was busy with business a few days ago, went elsewhere, and only returned today. The prince and concubine are here, and I am here to ask the prince and concubine for the crime of poor entertainment, and also want to ask the prince and concubine to move to the residence of the official. After all, this posthouse is so inconvenient."

Mo Shanghua turned her head to look at Yan Beicheng without moving her eyes.

Yan Beicheng understood instantly, and looked at her with a smile, with a bit of pampering in his eyes, "I don't care about it, Wangfei, we live wherever you like."

"In that case, then I will answer on behalf of the prince." Mo Shanghua has long been used to Yan Beicheng's love of acting in front of people, and there is no wave in his eyes.

"To be honest, my lord and I have lived in the post house for some time, and we have already gotten used to it. If we suddenly change places, I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable. Besides, we are going to leave after all, and we will only stay here temporarily. , there is no need to run around."

A dark color flashed across Jiang Wu's eyes, and his brows immediately frowned, "But the prince and concubine are noble, how can they live here forever?

After a pause, he seemed to have thought of it, and said, "Could it be that the lord and concubine are still blaming the humble servant for the crime of poor hospitality?"

"Where is Jiang Junshou, how can we care about such a small matter." Mo Shanghua responded without changing his face, and his eyes turned a little thoughtful, "However, since you are so kind, then the prince and I will not refuse. , I need to bother more in the future.”

Since Jiang Wu insists on this, she might as well live there and take a good look at what kind of medicine is sold in Jiang Wu's gourd.

"The minister will order someone to clean up for the prince and concubine after a while." The darkness in Jiang Wu's eyes dissipated, and he spoke with a smile on his face, as if he was proud that Moshang Huayan Beicheng came to live.

Yan Beicheng gently toyed with a jade cup between his slender, jade-like fingers, and glanced at Jiang Wu as if there was nothing in his eyes. The ink in the bottom of Qingling's eyes gradually became thicker, but with the cover of long eyelashes, no one could see.

Mo Shanghua was also quietly observing Jiang Wu, but in the end she saw everything, so she lightly pursed her vermilion lips and only nodded her chin politely.

Seeing this, Jiang Wu pondered for a while, and then said: "I wonder how long the prince and concubine will stay for this trip to Wu County?"

Yan Beicheng slightly paused his hand playing with Yuzhan, and raised his sword eyebrows lightly, "There are so many good mountains and rivers in Wu County, I haven't finished watching them yet, so I have to wait for this king to play here all over again." Let's talk."

Moshang Hualiu frowned slightly, and looked at Yan Beicheng with a strange look.

Although Wu County is an important place for grain production in Yuzhou, and the environment is slightly better than other places, there is absolutely no picturesque landscape. It seems that Yan Beicheng's kung fu is deeper than her in this nonsense.

The corner of Jiang Wu's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled awkwardly.

Thinking that Yan Beicheng is just a dandy, it would be useless to ask him anything, so he simply turned the conversation to Moshanghua, "I heard that the princess always goes to the suburbs recently, and it seems that she is studying the properties of the soil in the fields. Question, this matter is of great importance, but I don’t know, is there any clue?”