Yang Xiong was stunned and didn't understand why Li Yunze suddenly became angry.

There is no problem in asking the prefect of Jizhou for help. After all, Li Yunze is sent to this position, so he can naturally open his mouth.

Pan Qiaoyun, who had served Yang Xiong back to the room, had finished packing and was about to rest.

There is still a bottom line that a friend's wife should not be played with. Well, he has never recognized Mr. Ximen as his friend.

As for the little lady who was rescued, there is no need to say more.

‘Is it because he is a Taoist?’ There was no way, Yang Xiong could only think like this.

In most dynasties, Buddhism was strictly guarded.

At three o'clock in the morning the next day, a hungover Li Yunze got up and came out, only to see Yang Xiong leading a man waiting outside.

At the banquet, Gongsun Sheng excitedly recounted the process of inspecting Bao'en Temple. His words and expressions were so excited and joyful that it was really difficult for him to appear in the past.

If it was about other matters, Gongsun Sheng might still say a few words of evasion.

Although the custodian is called the custodian, he is actually a subordinate rather than an official.

After all, he is just a subordinate official such as a county clerk. What kind of plane is Yang Xiong doing?

He nodded calmly, "Since my brother has spoken, of course he wants to help."

"Thank you very much, brother."
Chapter completed!