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Chapter Eighteen

Being imprisoned in the county jail?

Zhao Qiankun looked amused and cried, thinking that the little princess was really a troublemaker, so he hurriedly asked the guy what crime she had committed.

"Hey, as the saying goes, beauty is a disaster, but it's not the one with that pretty face!" The guy sighed and told Zhao Qiankun the whole story.

It turned out that Little Helen rode a donkey all the way to Shendu, and came to this town not long ago and stayed in this inn. But by chance, she was seen by the son of the richest man in the local area.

Who is Helen? The princess of Ilion and the beautiful luoli. She is first-class in terms of appearance and temperament, and she is also a Western face. This is rare in the hinterland of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The eldest son Qian fell in love with Helen at first sight and wanted to take her as her concubine. Of course, Helen refused. Seeing that the eldest son Qian was tempted, he even had the idea of ​​robbing him. Helen had the temper and immediately took out Zhao Qian's dragon-slaying gun and fired a shot at the eldest son Qian! He simply did not have a good shooting technique and only knocked down one ear of Mr. Qian.

Has anyone ever seen a gun fire in this world? He thought it was a thunderbolt in the sky, so he was so scared that he didn't dare to move. Master Qian was so scared that he peed his pants. He cried and shouted, leading a group of dog legs to escape. But the matter was not over yet. Qian's family had a great career and colluded with local county magistrates and officials. In addition, it was a fact that Shanghai Lun injured people, so the officials soon came to arrest him.

Helen had fought with someone else. When faced with the roundup of the officials, she fired two empty guns and was arrested after firing the bullets. The court refused to plead guilty, and the county magistrate originally planned to use torture.

However, Mr. Qian was still thinking about Helen's beauty after his ears were gone, so the county magistrate didn't make much trouble. He just locked her up and waited for Mr. Qian to heal before leaving.

So Helen left a lot of money to the inn, and the boss was quite kind, so he helped her take care of the black donkey.

After hearing the whole story, Zhao Qiankun felt a little amused. He didn't know that the little princess should blame her peerless face or her hot temper. But since he has arrived, he can't ignore this matter. No matter what, the salute he was swept away by the little girl was still being detained in the county government!

Did you directly step on the county government to save people? Or did you sneak in and demolish the prison? There is also the eldest son Qian. If he teaches him a lesson, can you get some rewards from the princess of Irion?

Just as he was thinking, Zhao Qiankun accidentally touched the iron plate hanging around his waist, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he had a plan.

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In the back hall of the county government office in Shangping Town, in the living room, the county magistrate Zhang, who was in his early thirties, was drinking tea and chatting with a man of 27 or 28 years old, dressed in luxurious clothes and wrapped in gauze on his head.

Needless to say, this man was Mr. Qian, whose ear was knocked out by Helen.

"Brother Zhang, how are that little girl? Are you still making trouble?" Mr. Qian added tea to Lord Zhang.

"I just heard from the yamen runners that I'm not willing to give in!" The county magistrate smiled: "I'm making a big fuss in prison, and I'm telling us that this is an international issue... Brother, in my opinion, you're in love with a female lunatic!"

"Would you let it go aside..." Mr. Qian smiled and said, "How do you think you look?"

When talking about Helen's appearance, Lord Zhang couldn't help but praise: "Don't say that when I was in Shendu in my early years, I also saw some Westerners who came to worship. They all said that they were tall, long, fair-skinned, beautiful, and in my opinion, my women in China were not worse than them. But this little girl..." As he said, Lord Zhang exclaimed: "It's really beautiful... Don't look at her young age and her figure has not yet been formed. If this takes another three or five years... tsk tsk tsk..."

"I said to Brother Zhang, you can't take away what you love..." Mr. Qian was suddenly panicked when he saw the county magistrate's intoxicated expression: "When I wait for two days, I will take her back to be my little wife!"

"Look at your promising prospect!" The county magistrate glanced at him: "Don't you think such a beautiful person is a bit strange to run to the hinterland of Dazhou?"

"What do you want to say?" Mr. Qian frowned: "Do you believe her nonsense? She is really a princess?"

"Have you ever seen a princess without guards?" the county magistrate smiled and said, "If it is a princess in trouble, have you heard of the destruction of any country in the West recently?"

"What do you mean?" Mr. Qian was a little confused.

"Even if this girl is not a princess, she is definitely not an ordinary person!" County Magistrate Zhang took a sip of tea, "Maybe she is the favorite concubine of a great Western nobleman. This time, when many Western envoys came to Shendu, I can't guarantee that any team lost someone... If you do what you do to her now, and turn back the envoys come to the door, can you afford it?"

Mr. Qian thought about it and made a point, so he nodded and said, "Brother Zhang, what do you mean?"

Lord Zhang smiled and said, "I want me to keep it here first, and wait until the gust of storm passes, and then leave it to you for disposal. Isn't it safe to be at that time?"

"Brother Zhang is more careful..."

Two guys who were colluding were discussing, and suddenly a yamen runner came to report that someone asked to see Lord Zhang.

"Who?" County Magistrate Zhang looked at the sky: "It's so late, so I'll say I'll take a break, let's come again tomorrow..."

The yamen runner replied: "Sir, that person said he must see you today, and he gave me this waist card and let me show you."

"Wait label?" Lord Zhang said curiously: "Come on!"

The yamen runner handed it up, and Lord Zhang took it and saw a black iron waisted card, with the word "Martial God" on it clearly visible! Seeing this thing, his eyes widened and his mouth was disobedient: "This...is the Iron Card of the Martial God?"

"I just heard of it..." The yamen runner lowered his head and said, "I have never seen the real thing, and I can't tell the truth. The adult once worked in Beijing and has a lot of knowledge. I want to come..."

"What do you want to come? Come and invite me quickly!" Lord Zhang immediately rushed up and turned around and ordered the maid: "Go and get my official uniform!"

The yamen runners went to do it immediately, and Master Qian frowned and said, "Is this really the iron plate of the Martial God of the Martial God Sect?"

"Then there is still a fake!" said Lord Zhang: "This weight must be black iron. Not to mention anything else, just this brand is worth a hundred taels of gold! Who can make such a big book to cheat? By the way, go back and avoid it. This look is a shame!"

Master Qian touched the gauze with blood on his face, nodded, and left the living room.

County Magistrate Zhang was dressed neatly. Soon after, the yamen runner led Zhao Qiankun in.
Chapter completed!
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