Chapter 11: But he is not without chest

The tall and straight youth has no expression on his face: "I have not seen it."

Which state is Fuping County owned?

"Hey, it is Qujiang House." The middle-aged humanity: "But it is Qujiang House, but it is too far apart. Qujiang House is basically not here. This Fuping County is surrounded by several counties, except for each year. When paying taxes, at other times, they are all self-directed. For so many years, they have become rules."
The old man sank: "Fu Yin of Qujiang House, is Fu Zichen?"
"It’s a big man. It’s said that this year is the third year for Fu Daren to serve Qujiang Fu Yin. According to the rules, he should be transferred to Beijing at the end of the year."
In order to avoid corruption and accept bribes, local officials under the three products are transferred once every three years. This is the rule of Qingyunguo for many years, starting from the age of Taizu.
"Well." The old man looked at the young man around him: "Alan, you follow it and see, the murderer is changing. Don't let Mr. Liu be injured. He is a bit interesting. I want to talk to him."
What the old man said was what he meant, and the young man knew that he bowed his head and went to the door.
The two gatekeepers immediately stopped him: "What are you doing!"
The youth is full of wind, and the body has already circled behind the servant. The hand knife quickly falls, not stunned by the servant, and hits the other person in the same way.
The two men succumbed to the ground, and the young man waved his sleeves and walked out of the door.
When the middle-aged man saw that the youth had completely disappeared, he asked: "Yeah, you are looking for Mr. Liu, but I want him..."
The old man gave him a look.
The middle-aged man immediately had a soft leg and squatted underground: "My brother forgives sin, it is a slave, and you are punished."
The old man strolled to the county chair on the high hall. After sitting down, he picked up a book of Fuping County and looked at it: "Get up, go out, don't move, you will attract people's eyes."
"Yes." The middle-aged man is honest, but secretly wipes his sweat.
As Liu Wei expected, after nearly a month of murderer, she found a hunting house on the mountain road near Lijia Village. The house was not someone else. It was the son of Mr. Li, but when he saw him, The master was paralyzed first.
"How is he!"
"What is the problem?" Liu Wei asked.
Master’s eyes are weird:
This is Li Yong’s eldest son, Li Yong, but he is a fool. This is a dumb boy. He is a 30-year-old man, but he is only a teenager’s intelligence. How is he? Will it be the murderer?"
Liu Wei blinked a bit and looked at the squadron in the room, surrounded by a middle-aged man with a stunned eyebrow.
"Mr. Liu, will it be wrong, he should...not the murderer." The teacher said with a slight hesitation: "Although this Li Yong was heard some time ago, he went to work in the field with his big rice car. The days are not in Lijiacun, but in his mind, even the number will not count, will kill, or go to Qujiang to kill?"
At this moment, there was a servant yelling in the house: "There are cellars, cockroaches, stinks, and there are dead bodies inside!"
The county magistrate and the master went in quickly.
Liu Wei stared at Li Yong in the middle of the house, walked over and slowly asked: "What is your name?"
Li Yong blinked, the dirty face suddenly opened a smile, smiled and shouted: "Women."
Liu Wei’s eyebrows were picked and the pupils tightened.
The cough of the servant came from the ear: "Mr. Liu, you are not angry. This fool doesn't know people, and he can't recognize men and women. He shouts."
A big man is called a wife, who can be happy, although this Mr. Liu looks really delicate and looks like a woman, but he is not without a chest. 2k novel reading network