village pigwoman

After the carriage entered the county, the curtain was never drawn up again.

Zhao Yuanle leaned against the window, listening to the discussion of people on the street through the thick wooden board.

Most people were surprised by the various noises before dawn, but no one mentioned any thieves, or even the disappearance of County Magistrate Wang's family.

When they arrived at Qingye Hall, Zhao Yuanle jumped out of the carriage first, and all he saw was a pile of confiscated things.

Driven by curiosity, Zhao Yuanle turned his head and looked at the situation outside through the crack of the door.

The hole created by the explosives was filled up, and the surrounding area looked neat and clean, with only small traces on the wall, which showed the fierceness here not long ago.

Zhao Yuanle said with emotion: "The action is really fast."

She thought, these should be done by Wu Nian.

In this little time, I cleaned up the rest of the stall. It seems that she is a beautiful woman with outstanding abilities.

Not far away, Wu Lin was watching and playing with something.

Zhao Yuanle leaned over and followed suit.

She was curious: "What is this?"

Wu Lin: "The ones that were confiscated, according to the principle, should be bugs."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but carefully looked at this thing, she disagreed: "This is not a bug, just these things, there is no way to eavesdrop."

Wu Lin glanced at Zhao Yuanle, and turned over the things in his hand to check.

He: "This is a bug, but what is bugged is not human speech, but telegrams."

As soon as this remark came out, Zhao Yuanle suddenly realized.

So this is ah.

She turned her head and looked at Ming Yan who was walking over: "It seems that he is better at it."

Ming Hongyan had already listened to the conversation between the two, and now he looked at this unattractive thing and sighed.

"It is so."

The other party did not find someone to eavesdrop, and indeed there was no ghost.

They just took this kind of thing that he had never heard of, and eavesdropped on the content of the telegram sent from his side.

but…

Ming Hongyan's heart tightened.

He was suspicious when he sent messages by telegram, because every telegram he sent was encrypted.

Even if the frequency was tapped when the telegram was tapped, these people could not decrypt it.

Those people have eavesdropped, and they can still decrypt...

He can be sure that his side is fine, so it can only be the person who received the telegram on the other side and leaked something.

Thinking of this possibility, Ming Hongyan's face could not be relaxed, and it was much more dignified than before.

It is naturally impossible to send telegrams and letters again. It seems that the old method must be used.

There is still the last pigeon, so I can only use the last opportunity for the pigeon to pass the letter.

Here, Zhao Yuanle and Wu Lin gathered together to look at this thing, while Ming Hongyan gave instructions to the naked belly.

He greeted them both.

"I'll go there first."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly turned and left.

Red Belly soon brought a maid.

This maid was arranged for Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle was led by the maid to tidy up her body.

Quiet guest room, behind the screen is a large bathtub, hot water has already been prepared by the servants here, next to clean clothes.

The maid outside the door has been standing, as long as Zhao Yuanle makes any noise, she will ask softly what she needs.

Zhao Yuanle cleaned himself up, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and he was ashamed to ask someone to come in to serve him.

Fortunately, she has time here, and she can wear these complicated clothes herself.

After putting on her clothes and shoes, she opened the door, and was greeted by the smile of the young maid.

The maid's voice was nice and gentle.

"Girl, why is your hair loose?"

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After that, the maid smiled, and pulled Zhao Yuanle over, sat in front of the simple vanity mirror, and took out sheets of clean cotton cloth for her to twist her hair carefully and gently.

Zhao Yuanle looked in the mirror, and just as the words of refusal came to his lips, he heard the maid's voice from behind.

Maid: "Girl, please don't say no, this is the master's order. If you don't do it well, it will be the servant's dereliction of duty."

Zhao Yuanle closed his mouth.

The maid was gentle but nimble. After wringing her hair dry, she went to the side to get something.

The things were placed next to the dressing table one by one. The colorful porcelain vases were exquisite, and there were various kinds of things in them, with an elegant fragrance.

The maid handled these things carefully and tossed them on her head.

Her hair was dry and her bun was done.

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but move his head, and saw his hairstyle in the mirror.

This hairstyle is really well combed, she can't understand how to do it well, it looks more expensive than the two braids she made herself.

And the decorations on it are not cheap at first glance.

Zhao Yuanle thought it would be fine, but unexpectedly, the maid became interested, and took out some tools she had never seen before, to trim her hair at the sideburns, and to smooth out the fringe hair.

Then he started to work on her eyebrows, and then painted a lot of things on her face. Finally, he took something like incense in a small bottle and floated around her.

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

After everything was done, the maid looked at Zhao Yuanle with satisfaction, and said sincerely, "The girl is really pretty."

Zhao Yuanle's body was a little stiff, and he blurted out: "Can I move?"

The maid was surprised: "This, of course it can move."

Zhao Yuanle moved his arms, and then looked at the clothes on his body.

She wanted to shake her head, but she subconsciously reached out to protect her hair.

She really doesn't dare to make big movements now, she always feels that if she moves a little too much, the things on her head will fly around.

The maid felt a little sorry.

"It's a pity that the girl doesn't have pierced ears."

Zhao Yuanle noticed the maid's ear piercing.

She asked casually, "Does your ear piercing hurt?"

The maid smiled and shook her head.

"I forgot it a long time ago. I got it when I was young. It's been there since I can remember."

Zhao Yuanle: "That's pretty good."

She found it painful to have her ears pierced.

The maid smiled, lowered her head slightly, and led Zhao Yuanle out.

"Girl, go this way."

Zhao Yuanle followed, feeling unnatural for a moment.

This kind of shoes and skirt made her subconsciously nervous when walking.

She thought of a question.

"Sister, the clothes and shoes should not be bought now, right?"

The maid nodded.

"Of course I didn't buy it. These are Madam's clothes and shoes, which are just right for girls."

Zhao Yuanle: "It's new."

The maid smiled: "There are no old ones."

Zhao Yuanle was taken aback for a moment, then oh again.

"Too."

The dignitaries don't have old clothes, she should know.

Following the maids, Zhao Yuanle saw Wu Nian in the elegantly furnished living room.

Wu Nian looked at Zhao Yuanle with satisfaction and smiled.

"This dress really fits." Whether it's the color or the style.

Zhao Yuanle: "Madam Wu has a really good eye."

Wu Nian smiled, and pulled Zhao Yuanle over to sit down.

"You've worked hard this time too."

Zhao Yuanle smiled: "It's okay."

Wu Nian: "After dinner later, when everything is settled in the afternoon, I will send someone to take you back."

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It was only here that Zhao Yuanle remembered.

"I haven't told my family yet."

Now the family should have discovered that she is not at home.

Wu Nian: "Don't worry, I've sent someone to send a letter to your uncle's house, and they should inform the rest of your family."

Zhao Yuanle breathed a sigh of relief, and in the next second, he smelled a little bit of blood on Wu Nian's body.

She should have bathed too, but Zhao Yuanle could still smell it a little bit.

Out of curiosity, Zhao Yuanle said, "Madam Wu, did you really go to interrogate people yourself? Did you whip them?"

Wu Nian nodded with a smile.

"It's just a few little guys, it's nothing."

Zhao Yuanle: "Aren't you afraid?"

Wu Nian laughed heartily.

"Afraid?" She had disdain in her eyes: "They are not worth my fear, they are just small characters. At the beginning, Ming Yan said that when this kid was crying for his father and mother on the battlefield, I was the one who rescued him from the sea of ​​blood."

Zhao Yuanle: "Wow!"

Wu Nian looked into the distance, his eyes full of nostalgia.

"I think back then, on the battlefield, I single-handedly beheaded that barbarian king among hundreds of people, and held his head in front of everyone, not to mention how majestic it was."

As he said that, Wu Nian snorted coldly: "Unfortunately, I followed in secret. The military achievements are not counted on my head, and can only be distributed to others."

Zhao Yuanle looked adoring.

Wu Nian said with emotion: "I am a daughter, and a certain stinky man drove me back.

Later, I was plotted against by thieves again, and my health was not good, and now I can only smoke a few young people, what a pity..."

If she had no disease or pain, the thief this time would have died at her hands.

Zhao Yuanle blinked, thinking of something.

If the Huazhu crossbreed is successful, the Pig God will reward her again.

Is it possible to grant individual wishes?

Zhao Yuanle was thinking about it, but Wu Nian suddenly coughed, and the maid next to him hurried over to serve her.

Seeing this, Zhao Yuanle couldn't help frowning.

Ugh…

She hoped that Huazhu could be more competitive.

Wu Nian couldn't stop coughing, she endured it, squeezed out a smile and said to Zhao Yuanle: "Go and play with my two children first."

Zhao Yuanle got up, and when he walked to the door, he couldn't help but look back, and saw that the handkerchief in Wu Nian's maid was stained with blood.

The maid hurriedly took Zhao Yuanle out, talking about the Young Master and Miss on the way, seemingly naturally.

Zhao Yuanle occasionally chimed in, only sighing in her heart that the confidante was unlucky.

Before she saw Mingyue Mingjue, Hei Zaizi ran out first.

With the food in her hand, Ming Yue followed the black bastard behind him.

"Piggy, wait for me, come and eat."

Hei Zaizi ran up to Zhao Yuanle, moaned, and rubbed against her vigorously.

Zhao Yuanle stroked Hei Zizi's head with his hands, looked at Ming Yue who was running over, and Ming Jue who had a steady face behind him.

Ming Yue showed a big smile.

"Sister Zhao, your pig is really smart."

Not only can jump rope in circles, but also shake hands with pig's trotters.

Zhao Yuanle smiled, walked over with Hei Zaizi, and played with Ming Yue.

Waited until the maid came over and asked a few people to have lunch.

Zhao Yuanle pulled Mingyue and listened to her talking about various things in her small mouth.

Hei Zaizi followed behind Zhao Yuanle, he was completely out of the state of his previous injury, and seemed to be in better spirits than before he was not injured.

In the main hall, Wu Nian's complexion was a little pale, but he was still smiling, and stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Yuanle and Ming Yue over.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Zhao Yuanle could smell a faint smell of blood.

At this time, Ming Hongyan was sitting there in his usual casual clothes.

Five people are eating at one table, and the meals have already been prepared.

Wu Nian asked the two children to sit with Zhao Yuanle, and she looked at Zhao Yuanle with a smile: "Come and taste the chef I brought, and see if it suits your appetite."

Zhao Yuanle smiled.

The atmosphere of this meal was gentle, Ming Yue talked a lot, Ming Jue looked calm, although he disliked it, he still responded to what his sister said.

It should be a warm picture.

Zhao Yuanle's heart was heavy.

Ming Hongyan was silent all the time, at most, when Mingyue asked, he would reply with a light smile and nod.

This meal is past...

Wu Lin looked at Zhao Yuanle who came to squat in the corner with him with a resentful face, and was a little puzzled.

"What are you doing?" Grab his position.

Zhao Yuanle sighed.

"She really doesn't seem to live long."

Hearing this, Wu Lin put away the things he was fiddling with.

He can see it now.

"The beauty that cannot last forever is still beautiful, and it is enough to exist."

Zhao Yuanle: "?"

Wu Linyun and Zhao Yuanle took a look.

"Isn't it?"

Zhao Yuanle was silent for a moment, and grabbed the cloak that Wu Lin was still wearing.

"Okay, you've seen this good thing, return the cloak to someone else."

Wu Lin: "Okay, I admit, I just said something against my will just to comfort you."

Zhao Yuanle: "You call this comfort."

Wu Lin: "Isn't it."

Zhao Yuanle rolled his eyes.

Wu Lin: "Let go of my cloak, I'm going to the laboratory."

Zhao Yuanle didn't let go, and simply followed Wu Lin in.

In the laboratory, there is a pile of confiscated things.

Unexploded grenades, infrared sights, and gas bombs that have run out of gas.

Wu Lin put the bug in his hand aside, took out the gloves from his body, and opened them one by one.

Zhao Yuanle frowned: "Where did you get these gloves?"

Wu Lin: "I did it myself."

As he spoke, he took a rough look at these things.

He was a little disappointed.

"A pile of junk."

The infrared sight, the infrared lamp and the lens made of glass are probably combined together.

For the grenade, add a wooden handle, determine the weight of the explosive inside and the shell, and then get a fuse.

From the direction of force, these things can be thrown better.

In his eyes, there is not much technical content.

In the end, there was nothing left in the gas bomb, and he was even more disappointed.

Wu Lin: "Empty shell."

Zhao Yuanle suddenly wanted to complain.

"You don't think these things are great, do you?"

Wu Lin: "Yes."

Zhao Yuanle: "Then why didn't you think of it?"

Wu Lin disdained: "I just don't want to do it."

Zhao Yuanle hummed: "You have to do something even better before you are qualified to say that you don't want to do it."

Wu Lin knew the simple method of aggressiveness.

However, the truth is this truth, he decided to fall into the trap.

Zhao Yuanle sighed: "Actually, there may not be many extraordinary things in Xiyang.

At this time, most of the knowledge is in the books, just started, and there is nothing particularly profound.

But because they have more people studying these, more ideas come out.

On our side, these people don't study this. They say that there are college students, but in fact, most of them are doing old-fashioned articles, and they deserve to be unable to produce these things. "

She patted Wu Lin on the shoulder.

"Come on, I like you."