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"Bad Oath, I'm still Qing... I'm still the largest family in the city!" Boss Pan looked at Song Jiang indifferently, and began to threaten Dr. Tea again: "If you drive him away, I won't come to your place for tea in the future!"

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At this time, Song Jiang slowly stood up, pulled open the seat, and walked towards Boss Pan. Boss Pan was still splashing with saliva and talked to Dr. Tea. Suddenly, there was a whisper behind his head. Boss Pan was swung the teapot and slapped it on the back of the head by Song Jiang swung the teapot. Boss Pan was dizzy and almost sat down on the spot. Song Jiang jumped over and kicked and scolded: "Tuber tuberculosis, dogs... don't know what they are alive and dead..."

Everyone around was stunned, especially those who knew Song Jiang. No one would have thought that Song Aishi, who was gentle and generous, would hit someone. Hu Dahu was stunned for a moment, hurriedly stepped forward and pulled him, saying repeatedly: "Aishi, Aishi, Aishi!"

The businessman who was walking with Boss Pan also rushed over to persuade him. Song Jiang kicked and beat him for a while, calmed down a little, and pulled Boss Pan up and said, "I'll follow me to see the official!"

Boss Pan was beaten and kicked by Song Jiang, and his mind was dizzy. He was thin and could not break free. He was pulled hard by Song Jiang and he couldn't help but follow him out. Hu Dahu saw it and smiled bitterly, and he was secretly vomiting in his heart. He must remember it in the future. Don't mention Song Aisi's voice. This is not a joke.

Boss Pan's companions looked at each other. How could they drink tea and drink such things? Boss Pan's tone is very loud and his actions are quite generous. He is obviously the number one figure among these businessmen. The merchants were stunned for a moment, and someone exclaimed: "You need to inform Brother Wenyuan's family as soon as possible!"

"Yes, yes, Brother Chengming said very well. Let's go and inform Brother Pan's family..."

"Do you know where Brother Pan lives?"

"Ah?" No one knew where the people were talking about it. These people met Boss Pan in a restaurant or a casino. Boss Pan only said that they lived in Nancheng. However, they had never taken them to their own house. They just made an appointment to meet each other every day. Nancheng is so big, where can thousands of families look for it?

In fact, Boss Pan didn't want to show off his mansion. However, although he moved out of the royal mansion, Wu Zhi still sent several guards to protect him. Boss Pan naturally did not dare to lead people back to the mansion casually, so as not to let the person be blamed by Jinlian for giving up.

The merchants talked for a while, but didn't know what to do, so they had to disperse. One or two of them had a good relationship with Boss Pan and went out to see a clue, but when they followed him in front of the Beiping Prefecture, they were blocked by the yamen runners.

Song Jiang pulled Boss Pan into the official office of the Beiping Prefecture. Turn left and right, and came to the front of the Inspector General. The Inspector General was the judge of the left and right army in Peiping Prefecture, who handled the case. The left and right army institution judge Zhajiao was in charge of interrogation of some small cases in Peking Prefecture. Boss Song Jiang came in and saw that the person who was on duty today was Liu Xun, who had the best friendship with him, and Song Jiang felt relieved. He threw Boss Pan aside and bowed to him: "The little official has met the lord!"

Liu Xun was flipping through the file. When he saw Song Jiang, he laughed: "Song Ai Si doesn't have to be too polite... You are..." He glanced at Boss Pan who was trying hard to stand up on the ground.

Although Song Jiang is just a minor official, he is capable in dealing with things. He is very good at winning people's hearts and is very clever in his daily life. When encountering difficult cases, Liu Xun Jue always talks to Song Jiang. Song Jiang has indeed helped him a lot, so he treats Song Jiang differently and appreciates him very much.

Song Jiang had already recovered his calmness all the way and had already prepared a speech, "Sir, the minor official was drinking tea in the teahouse. This person not only insulted the villain, but also spoke coldly after the villain reported his identity, even... even..."

"Even what?" Liu Xunshen's face had sunk.

"Even alludes to the Qiansheng of the Prince..." Song Jiang said with a panic look on his face.

Judgmenter Liu Xun looked at Old Pan and said, "Is Song Aishi true?"

Boss Pan slowly recovered, shook his head, looked around, and saw the yamen runners on both sides. When he saw Song Jiang again, he understood what was going on. He couldn't help but become angry and pointed at Song Jiang and cursed: "You guy dares to hit me..." Before he finished speaking, Liu Xunshen slapped the table and shouted angrily: "Bold!"

Originally, Boss Pan was not a likable person. Although people should not behave like a person, in the world, people always look at people from their appearance first. Liu Xunzhang was no exception. When he saw Boss Pan's vulgar appearance, he frowned. He even saw him shouting in front of him, and Liu Xunzhang immediately believed Song Jiang's words.

Boss Pan was startled by Liu Xun's sentence. He looked up and saw Liu Xun's sentence wearing an official uniform and curled his lips disdainfully. When he curled his lips, his face was filled with pain, and he couldn't help but frown with a "Oh".

Seeing that he was becoming more and more unconventional, Liu Xun was too lazy to ask him again and said to Song Jiang: "What is this guy's name? Who is he from?"

Song Jiang said respectfully: "This little official doesn't know."

Unable to be convicted without a name and origin, Liu Xun had no choice but to turn around and ask Boss Pan: "What do you call me? Where are you from?"

Boss Pan hesitated slightly, but Jinlian told him not to show off outside.

Judgmenter Liu Xun frowned and waved his hand and said, "Please lock him in jail! Wait until he remembers to interrogate him!"

The yamen runners came over and pulled Boss Pan out. Boss Pan was so angry that he wanted to imprison himself in prison. He didn't care about it anymore and shouted loudly: "You guys dare to imprison me? Do you know who I am? The fuck I am the noble uncle...ah..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already been slapped by the yamen runners beside him. The yamen runner scolded, "You tuberculosis ghost are impatient?" In the yamen runner's heart, the noble king was a person who was very far away from him, so far away that he could not touch him. How could he believe that the person who was held in his hand had something to do with the noble king?

Liu Xunzhang also laughed and said to Song Jiang: "You are right. This guy is indeed a lunatic. How could the noble prince's grandfather look like this? Besides, I have never heard of any uncle of the noble prince. Hum? It's the noble princess who have an uncle, but I heard that the noble princess is a first-class person. How could there be such an unbearable uncle? Alas, what am I thinking? Isn't this blasphemy of the noble prince?" He said, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

Song Jiang's heart skipped a beat. He said that Boss Pan alluded to the noble king was just a common trick when punishing people, and that alluded to the government and the court were just the only way to find excuses to convict. Unexpectedly, this tuberculosis actually said that he was the noble uncle. Song Jiang looked at the yamen run away and felt inexplicably panic.

In a room as warm as spring in the noble palace, Wu Zhi sat on the soft couch, leaning against Xuan Jing on the left, Qi Qiao in his arms on the right, Wu Zhi looked helpless.

Today is the day to accompany Xuan Jing. Wu Zhi entered Xuan Jing's room after dinner. Xuan Jing sat on the soft couch with white bear skin in a red dress and bit her fingers in a daze. Wu Zhi laughed, went over and picked up the beauty, and kissed Xuan Jing's slightly red face a few times. Although the marriage has been around for some time, Xuan Jing and Wu Zhi still couldn't let go when they were intimate.

He hugged Xuan Jing and said a few love words, his hands squirmed with honesty. Xuan Jing's body gradually became hot. Just as Wu Zhi was about to move further, the door was knocked open with a bang, and Qi Qiao ran in quickly. Wu Zhi was so scared that he hurriedly separated from Xuan Jing. Seeing Qi Qiao's eyes were red, he hurriedly asked what was wrong, but Qi Qiao rushed into Wu Zhi's arms and cried bitterly. Wu Zhi asked repeatedly, and then he said that he dreamed of his mother when he was young. He felt so uncomfortable that he could no longer sleep.

Wu Zhi held Qi Qiao in his arms and coaxed her for a long time. Qi Qiao slowly stopped crying and leaned quietly in Wu Zhi's arms, looking very enjoyable.

"Husband, who is better on Sister Xuanjing's feet?" Qiqiao raised his delicate little feet and asked Wu Zhi. Wu Zhi felt embarrassed. He took off Xuanjing's shoes and socks while playing, but Qiqiao saw it. However, when Qiqiao mentioned it, he turned around and saw Xuanjing's two snow-white little feet stepping on the white fluff. Wu Zhi felt a little hot in his heart.

Xuan Jing's face was also flushed. She just wanted to coax Qiqiao. She had long forgotten that she was not dressed, so she hurriedly took the socks from the side to put on it.

Qiqiao took off her tender yellow socks, and reached her little feet next to Xuan Jing's snow feet and smiled, "My husband, please take a look!"

Wu Zhi swallowed his saliva and stammered, "Everything looks good...all are good..." Qi Qiao's legs stretched out from Wu Zhi's arms, raised their knees, smelling the fragrance on Qi Qiao's body, remembering the white calves under Qi Qiao's long skirt, Wu Zhi's mouth was dry and dry.

Qi Qiao said dissatisfiedly: "If you don't tell the truth, I think Sister Xuanjing's feet are better, but Qi Qiao's legs are more beautiful than Sister Xuanjing's. Sister Xuanjing's legs are too long!" As he said that, he reached out and pulled Xuanjing's feet, pulled her legs over and put them in Wu Zhi's arms with Xuanjing's screams, and said with a smile: "My husband, look, are Qi Qiao's words right?"

Wu Zhi felt dizzy and his mouth began to stop: "Hehe... This leg is not only about looking at the ground, but only by touching it can tell the difference..." As he said that, he stretched out his hand. Xuan Jing exclaimed "ah" and quickly retracted her feet, and stuttered: "You... Your husband should... go and accompany Qiqiao. Xuan Jing is tired, wants to... sleep..."

Before Wu Zhi could speak, Qiqiao said dissatisfiedly: "Sister Xuanjing is driving me away? OK... Qiqiao is leaving..." He angrily put on his shoes and socks, muttering, thinking that it was something that Sister Xuanjing was not good.

Xuan Jing said hurriedly: "No...No...No... Qiqiao, don't be angry...Don't leave..."

Qiqiao didn't listen and walked out angry. Xuanjing hurriedly jumped off the soft couch and ran over to hold it. After much persuasion, Qiqiao walked back angrily and said, "This is what Sister Xuanjing forced Qiqiao, don't say that Qiqiao is a shameless..."

Xuan Jing could only smile and nod.

The two walked to the soft couch, but Qi Qiao did not snuggle into Wu Zhi's arms anymore, but instead squeezed into Xuan Jing's arms with a smile and said, "Sister Xuan Jing will hug me to sleep today. I haven't slept with Sister Xuan Jing for many days..."

Xuan Jing hugged her helplessly: "Okay, my husband, you... Sister Jinlian..." Xuan Jing looked at Wu Zhi apologetically. Although she didn't explain it clearly, she obviously rushed Wu Zhi to Jinlian's room.

Qiqiao immediately started yelling: "Why are you rushing your husband away? Sister Xuanjing, you are not a wife!"

Wu Zhi and Xuan Jing were both stunned and stared at the little woman who was "Ge Shunfu" and Xuan Jing shook her head and said, "You...are you going to sleep with me?"

Qiqiao said: "Yes, my husband is holding you, Sister Xuanjing is holding me, hehe. It's comfortable to think about it..."

Xuan Jing exclaimed, "Then... how can that be? Don't talk nonsense, you little girl!"

Qi Qiao said with confidence: "Why can't it be? Husband, do you think it's okay?" As he said that, he turned to ask Wu Zhi. Xuan Jing also shook her head and smiled bitterly at Wu Zhi, thinking that Qi Qiao was really fantastic.

Wu Zhi nodded repeatedly in his heart, not knowing how willing he was. He really wanted to grit his teeth and nodded in agreement. However, looking at Xuan Jing's expression, he knew that this matter was nineteen and smiled at Qi Qiao and said, "Let's forget it..."

Qi Qiao snorted, turned her head and ignored Wu Zhi, but her eyes were rolling, and she didn't know what the hell was going on.

Wu Zhi coughed twice and said, "Well, I'll go to Jinlian's room!"

Qi Qiao suddenly sat up from Xuan Jing, got up and walked out, and said, "I'll go and take Sister Jinlian to sleep together. Let's see how you can drive your husband away!"

Xuan Jing hurriedly said, "Qiqiao, don't mess around..." As he said, he went to pull Qiqiao, and Qiqiao jumped away lightly. He smiled and said, "Sister Xuanjing, can you stop me?"

Xuan Jing jumped to the door and clearly refused to let Qiqiao go out, but Qiqiao nodded to the window and smiled, "Sister Xuan Jing is forcing this princess to walk through the window?"

Wu Zhi smiled and watched the two girls make a fuss. He felt reluctant to win Qiqiao, but he advised him, "Qiqiao don't mess around..."

"Dada" a light knock on the door sounded, Xuanjing turned around and opened the door, and Jinlian walked in. Seeing Qiqiao, she was stunned for a moment, looked at the three of them in confusion, and asked, "You guys are..."

Qi Qiao ran over and grabbed Jinlian's hand with a smile, "Sister Jinlian, I'm just about to find you."

Jinlian said: "What are you asking me for?"

Qi Qiao was about to speak, but Xuan Jing had already reached out to cover her mouth and secretly twisted Qi Qiao: "Don't be crazy all the time!"

Qiqiao let out a "ah" and shouted with a blushing face, "Why are you twisting someone's butt!" As he said that, he turned around and grabbed Xuan Jing's chest. He said viciously, "Sister Xuan Jing, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless..." Xuan Jing reached out to block it, and stepped back. But he might as well trip to the flowerpot rack and fell to the ground with Qiqiao. Qiqiao ignored it, but just reached out to grab Xuan Jing, and the two women rolled down.

Wu Zhi looked helplessly at the two women rolling on the ground. Is this the benevolent and merciful princess? It was too unconventional. He walked over and picked up Qi Qiao, who was pressing against Xuan Jing, and Jin Lian hurried over and pulled Xuan Jing up. Qi Qiao was still swaying in Wu Zhi's arms. Xuan Jing smiled and hid behind Jin Lian. Seeing the situation of the two women, Qi Qiao must have failed just now.

"Jinlian, are you worried? You don't look good!" Wu Zhi suddenly saw a look of anxiety on Jinlian's face. He remembered that it was so late. If there was nothing wrong, how could Jinlian disturb him and Xuanjing? He asked hurriedly.

Qiqiao then noticed Jinlian's expression, and immediately calmed down. After struggling for a few times, Wu Zhi took the opportunity to let her go.

"Well, there is something wrong. My aunt has just arrived and said that my uncle has been missing for several days and there is no trace yet..." Jinlian said that her uncle's face was filled with worry.

"Ah? How many days have you been missing? Why didn't the guard come to report?" Wu Zhi was slightly angry.

"It was my aunt who didn't ask them to report it, because my uncle hadn't come home for several days when he lived in the royal palace. My aunt thought my uncle was playing outside again, but who knew that he had never come back yet, so my aunt was anxious..."

"How many days have you been? Don't worry, just talk to me slowly." Wu Zhi said as he pulled Jinlian to sit on the soft couch.

"It's been about seven or eight days. Early that morning, my uncle went out and said he was going to have a drink with his friend, but he never came back..." Jinlian sighed, took the tea handed over by Xuan Jing, and slowly stuttered.

"Have you ever asked my uncle's friend?" Qi Qiao interrupted.

Jinlian shook her head: "My aunt doesn't know who his friend is? She has never seen him before..."

Wu Zhi nodded slightly and turned his mind sharply. The worst possible thing is that someone knows the relationship between Boss Pan and himself, and kidnapped him to threaten him. Of course, this may not be big. Those who dare to kidnap Boss Pan and threaten him are the Liao people and Jin people. But if they can know that they have a relationship with Boss Pan, they will be too powerful and they will never believe it.

The second possibility is that Boss Pan is addicted to playing outside, and he is not happy, but it may not be too big. He is so controlled by Jinlian that he is not so bold that he will not go home for seven or eight days.

The third possibility is that someone who was offended to die in a daze?

Bah, bah, no longer think about it, Wu Zhi rubbed his temples and thought for a while, "I'll find someone to paint a shadow for my uncle. I'll send it to the entire city of the yamen to search. If you can't find it within three days, send the official documents to Youyun provinces... Well, you can't tell his identity..." If Boss Pan was held hostage by someone, his opponent would know that he was the noble princess' uncle. Qingyang founded the status of a male land, and there was only one way to kill him. Of course, Wu Zhi's guesses would not talk to Jinlian.

Jinlian nodded, and naturally listened to her husband in everything. Wu Zhi turned to Xuan Jing and Qiqiao and said, "I will accompany Jinlian tonight, don't mess around!"

The two girls nodded obediently, Wu Zhi pulled Jinlian up and walked away. Jinlian gave Xuanjing an apology look. Xuanjing smiled and nodded. After the two went out, Qiqiao walked to the soft couch to sit down, crossed her legs, and held her cheeks with her hands and dazed. Xuanjingqi said, "What's wrong with you?"

Qi Qiao frowned, as if thinking about something, and said, "I'm thinking about this case. How can I help my husband find out the case and share my worries for me... Sister Xuanjing, please think about it too..."

Xuan Jing was speechless, knowing that Qi Qiao's "addict to constable" had occurred again. Isn't Qi Qiao the case that she met her husband? I remembered that he fell on him in a mess. He really wanted to kill him with one sword at that time, but now, he was letting him pick him. Xuan Jing's face was hot, but a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Both women were in a daze, and the room was calm...

Song Jiang hasn't had a good sleep these days. He always woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night, and his words "I am the noble uncle" always echoed in his ears. He has not thought about finding out about Boss Pan's identity these days, but he is low in position and low in position. He is thousands of miles away from the noble palace. How can he find out the slightest way to inquire about the affairs of the noble palace? Boss Pan doesn't want to or dare to see him at all. In the past few days, he has only been thinking about it in his heart, but he dare not mention it to others.

Late that night, it was Song Jiang's turn to be on duty. He was absent-mindedly sorting out the documents, but his mind was full of Boss Pan. After thinking about it, he really didn't succeed and went to see him again. He must understand his identity! His mind was determined and his hands and feet became quick. He quickly classified and summarized the documents, and quickly sorted out the documents and went to the prison to ask clearly.

"Shikaoshi Song, Songoshi!" Liu Xunzhang hurriedly pushed open the door and walked in, looking anxious, making Song Jiang's heart sank.

"Not good! No good!" Liu Xun shouted when he was sentenced to the office. There were several minor officials such as documentaries who were sorting out the copywriting. They all looked at Liu Xun in surprise. Lord Liu was very majestic on weekdays, but why did he lose his composure today and shout in front of others?

At this time, Liu Xunzhang also saw the minor officials on both sides and waved his hand and said, "Get back, I have some secrets to talk to Song Aishi!"
To be continued...