The treacherous minister under the skirt (taking by force) ( Mtl

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There is peace outside Shengping Square. There are no rags to cover the square outside, and there is no foul-smelling sewage flowing across the square. Pedestrians are bustling and bustling, and the voices of sellers and shouts are constantly whispering.

One archway, two worlds.

After dragging and dragging the shameless Shen Zhaodu out of the workshop, Shen Ni's face was still red, worried about whether the two children had seen it, but when he saw the bustling scene again, he couldn't help but sigh: "The person handed over to the Hexuanlong case Zhezi, I have never written about such a place."

Shen Zhaodu smiled scornfully: "As long as he is willing to go out of the palace to have a look, he will not be deceived by the treacherous officials."

Shen Ni opened her mouth to say something, but finally chose to remain silent.

Over the years that Xiao Ling has been in power, corruption has become worse year by year. The real money and silver allocated from the national treasury has not fallen to the people, but has been stuck on the fat of corrupt officials. In addition, there has been a locust attack in the south and the invasion of foreign enemies in the north. It is not an exaggeration to describe the people as "life is in ruins".

The faint smell of beef, mutton and spicy sauce wafted over. Shen Ni paused in his steps, looked up and saw a noodle stall in front of him, and could no longer walk.

Shen Zhaodu had never had three regular meals since he was born, and he didn't feel hungry until noon. He saw Shen Ni staring at the beef cubes on the boss's stove, which was inexplicably funny. Just when he was about to speak, the group picked up the burden. The businessman leading the donkey huffed and puffed as he took his seat, and in the blink of an eye several tables at the noodle stall were filled.

"Brother Li, I heard that you have made a lot of money in the medicine business. When will you bring your little brother to make a fortune together?" utāxs.o (futaxs)

The man known as Brother Li said, "How can I make money? I just prepared some extra entertainment expenses when I went out, but several state officials along the way didn't ask for them, so they just brought back the original money."

As he said that, he pointed to the uncle at the next table: "I think people like Lao Zhang who go to the border to do business make more money. Now when the barbarians hear that they are wealthy businessmen, they don't dare to rob or harass them. Thanks to today's The Holy Spirit is brave and brings peace to the border."

After that, he muttered softly: "It's not like the one before..."

The tone was so disgusting that Shen Ni couldn't help but feel a dull pain in her heart. Unexpectedly, the person next to her burst into laughter. She turned around and glared at Shen Zhaodu, then she started to leave.

"Where are you going? Aren't you hungry?" He pulled Shen Ni towards the noodle stall with quick eyes and hands, "Boss, set up a table for me, and have two bowls of beef noodles, with more chili in one bowl."

Shen Ni tried her best to shake off his hand, but her hands that were used to holding swords and guns allowed her to break free easily.

"If you can't hear it, it means it doesn't exist? Is that what the dog emperor taught you?" Shen Zhaodu pressed her down on the bench, "Why should we be emperor if we can't do it well?"

Accustomed to being arrogant, Shen Zhaodu never knew how to speak properly, and his voice was so loud that everyone in the noodle stall turned to look at him.

"What are you looking at!" Those pairs of eyes not only glanced at him, but also looked past him at Shen Ni. The possessive desire in their bones screamed crazily, "If you look again, I'll dig out your eyes and feed them to the dogs!"