Just as Bao Ling and others were about to say goodbye, Zuoling Gangan hurried into the side hall, with an anxious look on his face. This expression rarely appeared on his face.

The assistant leader was missing, and I was really unable to move.

The old man's surname is Wu, and he is a distant relative of the Wu family of the first thirteen ranks. He is a famous gentry in Guangzhou and a juren from the Daoguang period. He doesn't kneel when he goes to the lobby. Now he looks like he is working hard and loyal, as if he is trying his best to ask the Dutong to take back his life and prohibit foreigners from entering the city.

Some of the gentry kneeling behind were really nervous. Even if they went to the Governor's Office to confess their love, they would not be as frightened as they are now. After all, the military officers are in charge of the business here, and they are all brave enough to fight and kill people like numb. If they encounter unreasonable people, they might cut your head with one knife, but they have no place to deal with it. Looking at the cold steel swords and spears in the hands of more than a dozen armored soldiers behind the fence, it makes them even weaker.

The armored soldiers suddenly flashed to both sides, and the gentry kneeling on Chen Qing was in a state of chaos, and even knelt at the end, they were about to escape.

Who knew that a row of people walked out of the city gate. At the front was a young red-top dress, who looked so delicate. You could tell at a glance that he was used to being pampered. At a young age, his ruby ​​top was even more eye-catching.

After wearing the red top, there was a team of bird gun soldiers, with black muzzles facing the sky, but the solemn aura came to the face. Several gentry masters who had never experienced such a scene were almost scared to faint on the spot.

"Dear fellow villagers, I am Jing Xiang, the deputy governor of this yamen. It's too late to discuss matters. Please forgive me!" The young and delicate red-topped man smiled and bowed, feeling kind.

Wu Juren was stunned and stunned. He never expected that the old man who was waiting for the grass-roots people would disturb the Deputy Chief, and the Deputy Chief was even more arrogant and went out of the city to meet the eldest son himself. The title of "memberly" sounded both fresh and friendly.

The anger suddenly disappeared, and Wu Juren's patriotism and his heart full of direct advice were instantly replaced by a huge satisfaction. The letter of love raised with both hands became even higher and said loudly: "Caomin Wu Heng paid a visit to the Lord General of the Head, disturbed Lord General of the Head General, Caomin and others were panic!"

Ye Zhao walked over with a smile, reached out to take his letter of love, and then helped him up with his arm, and smiled and said, "Mr. Xiaolian, I understand what the big guy meant, I understand, the foreigners are cunning, don't I know? If their businessmen want to enter our Guangzhou City, they naturally have to Mr. Xiaolian and others agree. How could I make my own decisions? Not only would I be sorry to the big guy, but I also sorry to the emperor!" At the end of his speech, he bowed to the north.

Listening to Ye Zhao's words, Wu Juren burst into tears. Where can I find such a wise and humble adult? He kept saying "I dare not" and choked up and said, "Sir, the grass people are ignorant. The grass people have disturbed the adults, and they will die!"

Ye Zhao felt helpless. This kind of old man was extremely stubborn and stubborn. He didn't know how many times he was pedantic than the old master. He risked his life to confess his love. He was afraid that he would be prepared to go to prison, but he was demoted to the "Court of the Court" and gave him a few more words of gentle words, and immediately felt that he was honored and didn't know what to do.

After all, many scholars in this era have this problem. They sell knowledge to the imperial family, and they have great face. The face of scholars is the most important. If they give them enough face, everything is easy to discuss.

Ye Zhao smiled and bowed to the big guy again, and said, "I have accepted the letter of love, please come back too! Do you want me to send a sedan chair to everyone?" He smiled and said, "Mr. Xiaolian, please follow me to the yamen to speak."

"Don't dare, don't dare"

"Thank you Lord Dutong!"

"The Lord General killed the grass-roots!"

These people all had panic on their faces, and they were all messy with thanks and so on.

When it dispersed, they even whispered to each other about the words "The Master of the Head and the Great Master of the Head and the Young Master of the Head and the Young Master, they were indeed extraordinary."
Chapter completed!