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Pinellia novel
Chapter 181 He is my big brother
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Chapter 181 He is my eldest brother.

Song Jia touched his head inexplicably, then glanced at the official next to him, and then suddenly realized: "Ahem, it's okay.

" It seems, uh, somewhat similar to your image..."

Song Jia: "..." Let's not talk about other things, the distance is at least dozens of meters, how can you see it!

Seeing Song Jia insist, Xia Huai could only walk over bravely, but subconsciously walked in front of Song Jia, trying to block Song Jia.

Seeing this, Song Jia couldn't help but feel a little funny and a little touched. Although Xia Huai's thin figure could not cover him, this subconscious move was very useful to him.

"Stop! Come here!" an official shouted, holding the portrait and walking straight towards Song Jia.

Xia Huai's heart skipped a beat, and she complained that she trusted Song Jia's bullshit too much. It's okay now, it's hard to get rid of being targeted by an official!

What's more... Xia Huai looked at the portrait in the official's hand with complicated eyes, and was speechless.

The portraits on wanted posters in ancient times were very sloppy because they did not have advanced equipment like cameras and relied purely on oral narration. Most people are uneducated and illiterate, and their speech is relatively simple. It is even said that some village women or village men who cannot read a single Chinese character may find it difficult to speak fluently. For these situations, the portrait artist can only bite the bullet and draw based on the eyewitnesses' descriptions.

Obviously, most of the portraits are very different from the actual situation, which also makes it difficult to capture wanted criminals in ancient times.

What's funny is that sometimes the wanted criminal is looking at the wanted portrait, but the people around him can't tell the difference at all.

Therefore, Xia Huai was very worried that the official would treat Song Jia as an important prisoner of the court and imprison him because of his beard!

Song Jiashi walked towards the official, and before the official could say anything, Song Jia took a step forward and slapped him on the shoulder. A slap in the face: "Old Wang, how did you get transferred to this place? Didn't you do a good job on Longyou Road before?"

The expression on the officer's face was extremely funny. He was originally treating him seriously, but Song Jia was so The sudden slap made him angry for a moment, and finally he was a little stunned and confused by Song Jia's words.

"You know me?" The official didn't bother to check whether Song Jia was a criminal wanted by the court at the moment, and subconsciously followed Song Jia's rhythm.

"Of course we know each other. We met in Longyou before! I even bought you a drink! We two brothers had a very lively chat... Later I followed my family to develop here, and you still pulled me and said You want to treat me to a drink when we meet again in the future..." Song Jia took a breath and looked at the official hesitantly: "I said Lao Wang, don't you admit it? How much does it cost to have a drink? I don’t even plan to invite you!”

The official’s dark face immediately turned red, and he waved his hand: “How, how is that possible? I have to invite you for this drink! Let’s see, I’m not free today, how about I invite you tomorrow? How about going to the Poria Restaurant for a drink?"