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Qian Fa kept rubbing his body back and forth, and while rubbing, he muttered to himself: Oops, oops, I have to wash it well when I go home, I don't know if it will rot.

Boss Gan is more direct.

He quickly took out a handkerchief from his bosom, kept wiping it, wiping it, as if it was stained with something, and after wiping it, he pulled out his sword and smashed it to pieces, saving it from leaving it in the world for ten thousand years.

Then, the two of them looked at each other, and in an instant, thunder and lightning were intertwined, click, click, click, green smoke rose everywhere, and they "hummed" fiercely, and no one was convinced and walked away.

Looking at their backs, Tong Xiucai let out a long sigh, as if he had shaken off a ball of stinky shit, as if he was relieved, and just wanted to go back and shoot his unfinished sycophants, and then, as soon as he turned around, he saw Jian Thirty looking at him with a smile.

Tong Xiucai said coldly: Hey, why are you here?

Jian Thirty touched the scar on his neck, and said lightly: Oh, it's actually nothing, I'm just here to see when this official uncle will leave?

Tong Xiucai shook his head and said coldly: Well, I don't know, alas, yes, I forgot to tell you, no matter who you help to work, my commission of one or two silver must still be charged.

Jian Thirty seemed to be taken aback by this, and shouted, "Wow, everyone has to collect one or two pieces of silver for their work, so won't you, a sesame official, get rich?"

Tong Xiucai also seemed to feel that his request was a bit unreasonable and a little incredible, and he couldn't help but smile after the index finished speaking, and said: Alas, there is no way, you have to eat, I have to eat, everyone has to eat, I am the parent official here, you are the people here, and the people take money to support their parents, it seems to be a matter of course.

Jian Thirty sighed and said: I knew that this was the case, then I would also be an official, I don't have to do things, I can get money, and if I have something, I can ignore it, and I also take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, and the cheapness of the world is taken up by you officials, so what is left of our people?

Tong Xiucai stretched out his index finger, waved at him, and pouted: Hey, hey, you don't need to be so sarcastic about me, do you think I want to do this? I don't want to, I think I'm also a person who has read the books of sages and sages, and I know what etiquette and shame are, I originally wanted to make a difference after becoming a big official, but who knows that God doesn't fulfill people's wishes, but I don't want me to make a difference, I took the exam once, failed, took the exam again, or failed, I took the exam seven times in a row, and finally got a showman, and I only got a showman in my ten-year cold window, and I couldn't even eat, what else could I do?

Jian Thirty looked at him and said: You don't have to act in front of me, you don't mean to tell me that you don't want to make money, right?

Tong Xiucai sighed and said: What can I do if I don't make money, I really want to avenge the people. You have seen it yourself, these two groups of people, each with great wealth and power, and there are many people, and I, I am the only one, and I am the only one to eradicate them with a few so-called guards? Hmph, do you think I am really impatient to live? Alas, there is only a little bit of money in the court, so do you have to fight for your life just for such a little money? So, it's better to save it, I might as well get by, and forget it.

Jian Thirty looked at him, touched the scar on his neck, and said lightly: If you knew that this was the case, then you shouldn't have been an official, but if you become an official but don't care about it, then wouldn't you occupy the pit and not shit, and don't fart with your pants?

Tong Xiucai sneered and said, "Oh, what you said is quite light, if you don't become an official, do you want to be a common man?" If I am as miserable as them, I might as well die. What do you think is really to avenge the grievances of the people, don't be stupid.

Jian Thirty smiled and said, "You seem to be quite desolate.

Tong Xiucai sighed and said: Alas, whether it is desolate or desolate, then what can it be? Since you can't eliminate harm for the people, you have no choice but to make a fortune with the flow and follow those people to join the dirt.

Jian Thirty said coldly: What are you doing chewing words?

Tong Xiucai pointed to the black gauze hat on his head, and said proudly: Hmph, you still need to say this, I am also a showman, if I can't even bite the words, it is better to hit my head to death.

Jian Thirty glanced at him and muttered: Alas, no wonder others always say that it is useless to be a scholar, it seems that it is not false at all.

Hearing this, Tong Xiucai seemed to be happy.

He pointed to Jian Thirty's nose and sneered: What did you say? Have you ever studied? Do you know what Zhuang Zhou Mengdie is? Do you know what it means to be a person without a reason in the west out of Yangguan? Hmph, you still come to teach me a lesson? If it was really so easy to be an official, there would not be so many people who resigned and returned to their hometown.

He was really angry, so when he spoke, his mouth was like thunder, and the spit spittle sprayed on Jian Thirty's face.

Jian Thirty wiped his face and said disgustedly: Wow, you haven't brushed your teeth in a few days, why is it so stinky? Hmph, it's really unreasonable.

He just wanted to say something more, but Tong Xiucai didn't seem to want to listen to him anymore.

Now, for him, time is life, time is future, if this time is a good shot of the prefect's sycophants, then he will no longer have to live in this small town.

Therefore, when Jian Thirty raised his head, he found that Tong Xiucai was gone.

He'd gone back to slapping his ass a long time ago.

Jian Thirty shook his head and muttered: How can this be true.

The street was so quiet that there wasn't even a single person, and you could even hear the sound of sparrows fighting five miles away.

Jian Thirty couldn't help but shudder.

He suddenly felt very unaccustomed.

It's so quiet, it's like you're in a grave.

If you are allowed to stay in the grave, will you feel unaccustomed?

Jian Thirty touched the scar on his neck, and then walked into the Feixian Building and found a clean and comfortable-looking table.

As soon as he sat down, he complained to Father Qi and said, "Alas, that dog officer doesn't know when to leave, it's really suffocating."

Daddy Qi looked even more stuffy than him.

He put his hands in his sleeves, his eyes drooping, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or thinking about a problem, looking lazy.

Hearing Jian Thirty complaining to him non-stop, he barely stretched his eyelids open a gap, squinted at him slightly, and said lazily: Hmph, of course you hope that he will leave soon, if he leaves, someone will ask you to be a thug at that time, right?

Jian Thirty took off the bamboo tube from his waist, took a sip, and then said to him: Hey, you guessed wrong now, that dog official didn't leave, and someone still invited me, do you believe it or not?

Daddy Qi's face immediately showed an application that he didn't know whether to laugh or disbelieve, and said, "Really, why didn't I see them come to invite?"

The sword took thirty peanuts, peeled them off, threw them casually, and then, with a whoosh, fell into his mouth, chewed a few bites, and said lightly: They have been patting the dog official's ass for the past few days, and they are a little upset, but I think they should be coming to me soon.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Gan Lao Er carrying a ghost-headed big knife, walking in majestically, like a wild boar only walking into a cornfield to feed, he glanced around, as if he was the biggest in the world.