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Chapter 44(1/2)

It was the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month in a blink of an eye. Yan Jiao forgot his day and went to Zhang's blacksmith outside the city to get the customized double-double pot.

As the end of the year approaches, the snow is getting more and more frequent. Now the sun has melted a little as soon as it comes out. Many places outside the city have become mud ponds. Not long after leaving the city gate, the lower half of the little white horse's four legs has turned black and gray.

It was quite aggrieved, humming and biting Yan Jiao's sleeves: his feet were dirty!

Yan Jiao laughed, "I love cleanliness quite well. OK, okay, go back and find a warm place to wash you."

She smiled and patted its head, took out an apple from her pocket, and broke it hard on her hands and fed it to it.

Seeing Yan Jiao coming, Zhang Blacksmith looked behind her, "Why is the girl here alone today?"

"It's not a big deal, but it's not a big deal," Yan Jiao smiled and yelled at his hand. "Besides, everyone is very busy."

Just by communicating with official documents from all over the year and passing the county trial preparations in February of the Chinese New Year, Pang Mu was so angry that Yan Jiao was embarrassed to bother him about this matter, and it was even more impossible to use public resources.

"Miss is so capable," Zhang Blacksmith took the ticket and checked it. He went to the inner room to get two big and small iron pots that looked like Tai Chi. "The case is broken, and the horse can ride it. Let's take a look, but there is something wrong."

When Yan Jiao saw the pot, he felt a sense of closeness and excitement. He took it over and touched it for a long time, and nodded constantly, "Yes, right, thank you so much for your hard work."

When there are fewer people, use small ones, and when there are many people, use large ones. If you don’t worry about your taste, it’s perfect.

"This is extremely simple," Zhang Blacksmith smiled, "If you have anything you want to do in the future, just come to me, it will be fast, good and cheap."

Yan Jiao thanked him, carefully put the pot into a cloth bag, and then said goodbye.

Blacksmith Zhang personally sent her out, and before leaving, he still reminded her, "Although it is daytime, I will leave the city. After the girl finishes her work, go home quickly."

As the end of the year approaches, not only are the busy work in the yamen, but also the thugs outside.

Not to mention the other side, it was really cold outside. Yan Jiao was afraid that he would miss the arrival of Mrs. Liao and his group, so he rode a horse and galloped.

As a result, I was really afraid of anything I was afraid of. Zhang Blacksmith said before and told her to be careful. When she was three or five miles away from the city gate, a person suddenly rushed out of the road, rolled to the ground skillfully, and began to cover her arms and hum.

"Oh, I hit someone with a horse and my arm is broken! I can't live!"

Yan Jiao looked at the distance between him and him at least one sq.: "..."

Is this an ancient version of love?

The little white horse was a little unhappy when the brakes were suddenly braked. He squirted hard at the man on the ground, and then lifted his hooves to step on him.

Although the man was surprised, he was not panicked. He immediately rolled forward again and then howled louder.

After all, the horse is young and can't hold back. If he is really angry and really stepped on it, it would be a bad thing.

Yan Jiao quickly grabbed it and fed the remaining half of the apple to it. He frowned and said to the person on the ground: "What's going on? You and I know it well. It's the New Year, I don't like to argue with you, hurry up and get out of the way."

The man didn't move, just squinted his eyes and looked her up and down several times, and he became less and less willing to leave.

"What a handsome little lady, you broke the old man's arm and couldn't move!"

He had just seen it from a distance that the woman was wearing wealthy clothes, gold on her wrists, jade on her head, and a BMW under her hips, and a BMW was also a famous horse. It was rare to ride alone, but it wasn't his business?

Yan Jiao comforted the restless little white horse and sneered when he heard this, "Do you let me go?"

"Don't let it go!" The man smiled and stood on the road.

"Really don't let it go?"

"I really don't let it go!" After the man said that, he started crying and wailing in a hypocritical way. The sound of the broken gong mixed in the north wind was particularly shrill, causing several passers-by to stop and watch.

There is no village in front and no shop in the back, and it is also a distance from the city gate. The soldiers guarding the city cannot see or hear it. It is an excellent location for committing crimes.

Yan Jiao looked around and saw that there were many young and strong people among the onlookers, but they were just standing aside to watch the fun. Some people kept pointing and talking and laughing, and had no intention of taking action.

The person who was trying to get into the car became more and more proud, and he insisted on her jewelry or stocking up.

Seeing that the two sides were in a stalemate, someone finally spoke up in the crowd, but as soon as they opened their mouths, Yan Jiao was angry.

"Girl, just listen to him," a middle-aged woman advised, "not to suffer any loss."

"Yes," said another person, "He has been doing this all year round, and he is a famous rogue, and the yamen doesn't care. You are a tender and tender person, don't get hurt."

Yan Jiao laughed at them and asked back, "I have lost gold and silver, but I still have to thank him for being proud of him? I have been in the yamen for half a year, but I have never heard of any victims sue, so where does it come from?"

As soon as she finished speaking, sporadic smiles rang out in scattered lightly, and no one cared about what she said, "I stayed in the yamen for half a year."

There was an old lady who looked like I knew very well, "The men are very busy. Now during the Chinese New Year, they are more and more eager to eat wine with their left hand and meat with their right hand. How could they pay attention to such trivial matters? No one has sued them for the first two years, but what happened in the end? Didn't they call them out?"

Yan Jiao couldn't hear this kind of slander that was taken for granted. When she was about to defend herself, she saw those people laughing, and there was numbness and ignorance in her relaxed and joyfulness. She immediately didn't know what to say.

People in the world always like to believe what they believe. No matter what others say, how can they listen to it?

The ruffian was even more proud when he saw the people helping each other and wanted to speak, but he saw the little lady on the horse suddenly wave to him and said with a smile: "Come on."

She was already beautiful, but with a smile like spring flowers blooming, making half of his body feel refreshed, and immediately moved forward unconsciously.

"Little lady."

Yan Jiao continued to hook his fingers and said, "Come again."

The thug face moved up, but the next moment he heard a loud breeze in his ears, and a black shadow suddenly pressed over, followed by a thud.

"ah!"

A heart-wrenching pain came from his head. He fell to the ground wailingly, and instinctively rolled on the ground with his arms in his arms.

Yan Jiao shook the double pot in his hand, and smiled sinisterly: "Look, isn't this cured?"

Want to cheat me? Go and dream!

The ruffians were all struggling on the streets, and even if they couldn't beat them, they could still be beaten. Yan Jiaotou didn't do anything at all. He saw that he had swollen half of his head and fisted over him. He even shouted "Little Bitch" in anger. He simply let go, holding two iron pots, one big and one small, with both hands. He tried his best, opened his bows left and right and flew up and down, and smashed them on his body!

She always had an autopsy and cooked. She had her upper body skills. Her arms were quite strong. She was dancing with a pair of mandarin duck pots. She saw a splendid black shadow and a stunning sound. At this moment, she was condescending and occupied the advantage of the territorial area, and she was very brave enough to beat the rogue.

The little white horse is also a tempered person. When he saw that his master had taken action, he could not bear it. He immediately grinned and bit his arm, then kicked it with his hooves.

Has that ruffian ever seen such a stingy guy? He was completely stunned.

I wanted to go forward, but I couldn't bear to beat him up, and my whole head was so painful; but if I wanted to leave, my arm was bitten by the horse's mouth, it was really a dilemma.

Not to mention him, the people watching the fun on the roadside were also shocked, and they didn't know who to sympathize with for a moment.

At the end, the ruffian couldn't hold on anymore and even started to mercenate with a crying voice:

"Auntie, heroine, please spare me. The villain is blind and never dares to do it again! Please spare me!"

It was a cold weather, the female singles player, Miss Yan, was sweating all over. Hearing this, he slapped his back twice, then pointed at him with a handle and cursed: "What a blind mess! You are young and have hands and feet, and don't do it when you are just doing business. But you see that the sky is doing these dirty things, threatening and exploiting them everywhere, and teasing good women. After growing up so old, I don't know how many people have harmed them, and they have made them excuse you now. Do you still know how to write the four words "etiquette and shame"?

The thug trembled and cried, "Girl, villain."

The villain has never studied, so he really doesn’t know how to write those four words!

As a result, when Yan Jiao saw that he dared to open his mouth, he immediately raised his eyebrows and continued to curse without waiting for him to finish speaking: "You call me girls too? Don't think that girls are easy to bully. Today, I will teach you a good person. When you meet a girl in the future, go away from home! If you turn around and call me to meet me, once, and beat me once! Even if you don't fold your arm, I can give you a discount and fulfill your wish!"

As she said that, she waved the pair of mandarin duck pots hard in the air, bringing out a sharp sound of breaking through the air, which scared the ruffian to kneel down and beg for mercy.

After beating, Yan Jiao's enthusiasm was smoother, and he snorted coldly: "Don't think that the bitter plan is useful. I'll let you go to the yamen to give me a glimpse of it. I'll tell you, if you know the truth, you will immediately follow me to the yamen! I'll make a mistake and become a new person. If you don't know the truth," she smiled gloomy a few times, then raised the iron pot in her hand, "Let me ask the girl that this pot can be forgiven too much!"

"Miss Yan?"

She was experiencing the might of being a female hero who was eliminating the harm for the people. Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice coming from behind her, and she couldn't help but stiffen her whole body and turned around.

I saw that behind me was a large group of chariots and horses that were beyond my reach. The leaders were not the familiar idols Liao Wuyan and Tu Qing?

A dazed head popped out from the window of the carriage that was leading the way, and his hat was tilted and he didn't even bother to support him. It was Eunuch Wang who had just arrived a few months ago.

Look at the group of soldiers and followers behind them, all of them looked like they were struck by lightning.

Yan Jiao: "..."

My day!

At this time, a red horse kicked and stepped through the crowd. A young girl in red clothes was on her head, her eyes were shiny and smiling. She looked at her with indescribable appreciation.

"This is Sister Yan, right? It's really brave!"

Yan Jiao: "..."

No, I'm not!

The atmosphere was very strange along the way back, with some people silent and some people laughing.

Liao Wuyan sent someone back to the yamen to report the news first, and then whispered to a well-decorated carriage behind him, chuckled a few times, then rushed forward, and smiled at Yan Jiao, "Miss Yan is indeed a versatile talent in civil and military affairs."

Yan Jiao looked at the carriage with a heart of death, almost despair, "Madam... is on it too?"

Liao Wuyan nodded with a smile and comforted him seriously: "She also praised the girl's figure just now."

Yan Jiao shook on the horse's back and suddenly felt that the world was dark.

It’s over, and the idol family has seen it all!

If she goes to jump into the river now, I don’t know if it will be too late.

The cold wind whistles, but it is not as crazy as my heart;

It's cold in the deep winter, but I don't know that my body and mind are cold...

When they arrived at the yamen, Pang Mu, Qi Yuan and others were already facing each other outside. When they saw Yan Jiao, they began to laugh with a rich expression.

Miss Yan said... she didn't want to pay attention to them at all!

Qi Yuan trembled all over, covered his stomach, and said in anger: "Hahahahahaha, someone just came to report that there was a brave and invincible female coroner in our yamen. I and the adults were so frightened!"
To be continued...
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