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699 Generous (1 more)

Hearing the shouts, someone poked his head out from the city tower. This is the city of the city, and they don’t take a small magistrate seriously, but if there is any oil and water, it’s a different matter.

"I'm really sorry, the city gate is closed. Without the orders of the adults, we can't open it. You'd better wait until you enter the city early tomorrow morning."

"Official..."

The county magistrate bowed, "I hope you can do it for a convenience."

The people on the city tower ignored him.

The county magistrate hurriedly took out a silver note from his cuff, raised it high, and said again, "I'll ask the official to do it for convenience."

Seeing the silver notes, the people on the city tower's eyes lit up. They slowly took the two of them down and asked them to open a crack in the city gate. The county magistrate quickly came over and stuffed the silver notes in. The people came were satisfied and waved their hand to let them open the city gate and put them in.

The county magistrate got on the carriage again and urged the coachman to go straight to the prefect.

It was late at night and there was a curfew in the mansion. The sound of horse hooves was particularly loud, alarming the patrolers. They followed the sound of horse hooves and stopped the carriage, "Who is so bold?"

The county magistrate complained in his heart, lifted the curtain to reveal his identity again.

Although he was wearing official uniforms, his hair was scattered and his expression was embarrassed. The patrolmen were skeptical and carefully checked to confirm that he was really the magistrate of Qingyun, so he let him go.

All the way to the front of the government office, the county magistrate got off the carriage and looked at the closed door of the government office and hesitated.

Zhou Lin's affairs should be dealt with, but it was not as urgent as it was. At this time, the prefect was alarmed, and the black hat on his head was gone. But if he was not alarmed, the county magistrate would definitely not give up. If he attacked Miss Song, he would not be able to bear it.

Thinking of this, he made up his mind and didn't go forward to knock on the door. He walked directly to the big drum, picked up the drumstick placed next to him, and knocked it hard.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

He used all his strength and the drums rang far away.

The sleeping prefect was awakened. He flicked up and sat up while dressing, saying, "Go and see what's wrong?"

The servant who was on the night at the door responded and ran out to see it quickly. He passed by the front hall and opened the door of the mansion. He saw the county magistrate who was beating the drum. His heart was frightened and returned to his original position, "Are you crazy? Beating the drums randomly in the middle of the night."

The county magistrate put down the drumsticks and walked up to him, "I have something important to report to the magistrate."

The servant saw him wearing his official uniform and hurriedly led him in.

The prefect was dressed neatly and hurried towards the front yamen. Halfway through, he saw the county magistrate who was taken by his servants, and paused, "What big thing happened?"

He knew about the situation in Qingyun County that the county magistrate had always held the magistrate. Because the county magistrate's brother-in-law was Judge Jiang Tong, he did not interfere in the matter and kept turning a blind eye. At this moment, when he saw the situation of the county magistrate, his first thought was that the county magistrate was chased and killed.

"Sir, I'm here to ask for help."

As expected, the prefect calmed down, his face calmed down, and his face was majestic, "You are also a seventh-rank, and you should know what is urgent and what is slow. Because of personal grudges, if I pursue the drum in the middle of the night, the black hat on your head will be taken off immediately."

"No, sir..."

The prefect interrupted him impatiently again, "Okay, it's late at night now. If you have anything to say tomorrow, come and send them out!"

...

The injured guards treated the wound and piled up all the bodies in the middle of the road, thirty of them piled into a hill.

Song Wanyue was still sitting on the stool, and the seven guards stood behind her, looking at the direction of the entrance to the town with high alert.

After half an hour, the dull sound vibrated the earth towards this side.

Those who had been waiting for so long but had not heard the movement and were timid and wanted to come out to see what was going on. As soon as they opened the door, they saw dust splashing high above the entrance of the town. They turned around in panic and closed the door tightly again.

At the entrance, there were a lot of blackness, obviously more than the people just now. The seven guards couldn't help but hold the sword in their hands and their bodies were tense.

Song Wanyue smiled, "What a big deal."

"Miss, you'd better go first, we'll break the back."

Seeing those people approaching, one of the guards spoke in a deep voice. There were only eight of them. They had consumed a lot of physical strength after experiencing that battle. Now the hand holding the sword was still shaking. There were sixty or seventy people, and they were still people in the army. They had no confidence to escape unstoppable.

"I only have two legs, and I can't run away from them."

Song Wanyue's voice was faint, and she watched the people get closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of the mountain of corpses.

The leader looked at the mountain of corpse in front of him, and his eyes flashed with pain. He looked over and stared at them with a heavy gaze.

Song Wanyue gave him a smile, "There is no way. They want to kill us, we can only defend ourselves. It's not our fault."

The leader did not say a word, but waved his hand, and the person behind dismounted and came over to move all the bodies aside carefully.

The leader came down, and the rest of them dismounted and stood behind him.

"If you surrender, I will leave you with a complete body."

Song Wanyue smiled, her smile was particularly bright under the moonlight, "I will leave you a complete body when I say this to you."

The leader narrowed his eyes, waved his hand, and the people behind him attacked, and the seven guards came forward and were surrounded almost instantly.

After a while, many wounds were added to each person's body, and one person was even knocked to the ground, and the swords of several men in black stabbed him.

At this moment, all the swords in the hands of the men in black came out of their hands and rose to a high altitude.

Everyone was shocked by this scene and stared blankly at the sword floating in the air, not knowing what was going on.

Suddenly, the sword tip turned and stabbed at the men in black. Before the men in black could react, they were stabbed and their eyes opened when they fell down.

The town fell into strange silence, and only the thumping sound of the corpse falling to the ground was heard.

The leader reacted, drew his sword and unsheathed it, and rushed towards Song Wanyue.

Song Wanyue leaned back and rolled to the ground. As soon as she dodged his move, another move had already reached it. She slashed her clothes and wiped the tip of the sword against her shoulders.

The remaining men in black also came to their senses and waved their swords and attacked the guards desperately.

The leader's eyes were bloody in his eyes, and his sword was fierce and fierce. Song Wanyue was forced to fight back without the strength to fight back, and she retreated in a mess.

The tip of the sword was pressed in front of her again, and Song Wanyue went to block it, and the dagger in her hand was shaken away. Puff! The sword pierced into her shoulders, and blood splashed out. Song Wanyue took the opportunity to sprinkle the medicine powder. The leader hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, drew out the sword and retreated quickly.
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