Pingxi Hou Yingying entered the industry and lived in a post station, but it was a bit rough, so the place where he stayed was selected as a place of residence.
To clear the venue, it must be done. In the room, there was a group of guests in Ping Xihou.
actually,
? Truth is done according to the way of human feelings,
After a while, there are really some truths.
Someone please explain,
People please hold on,
As a result, he slapped the person on the left cheek for another slap on the right cheek.
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Politics belongs to politics, and favors belong to favors. Anyway, Master Zheng Hou lives in the house, so it doesn't feel right at all.
? Change the angle of the tip,
Prince Cheng's mansion is engaged in the industry, so that the people are rich and the people are anointed, and they can do their own business, stabilize the situation, let the people live and work in peace and contentment, and contribute some tax revenue and entertainment to treat themselves, which is what should be done ?
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The most famous silk and bamboo singing and dancing in this seat of Yinzhuxuan is now in its own house.
One is Ping Xihou, who really likes this kind of tone, and the other is that he is in the Marquis's Mansion at all and has just experienced an assassination incident. Why is there a large-scale influx of outsiders?
So Yin,
In the conservatory,
ùÁ Still quiet and quiet as usual,
There are only sparks in the charcoal basin, and a few of them fly away.
Zheng Houye still lay down on Ge You's face and took a nap.
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Gou Moli sat at the small table, with a large pile of files lying in front of him.
Chen Daxia sat around the brazier, placed potatoes, and took a mouthful.
The Juggernaut leaned into the corner early in the morning, wrapped in a blanket, breathing evenly, and seemed to be sleeping.
A few hectares,
He Chundao walked into the road,
asked in a low voice:
"Master Hou, do you want to eat late at night?"
Zheng Fan closed his eyes and shook his head slightly.
He Chundao turned to Gou Moli again? Gou Moli smiled and pointed down, pointing to the potatoes roasted by Chen Daxia.
If the conditions permit, Mr. Zhenghou, would you like to talk about the food? I am the king of savages, but I really don¡¯t have any requirements for food and drink.
He Chundao changed his mind and was about to turn around and leave? But the Savage King waved his hand again and stopped him.
"What? Mr. Bei? Let's do things with him."
Gou Moli pushed the dossier to Xia He Chundao's side.
He Chundao is now really doing things with blind people after cooking. He feels that he is actually good at doing things, after all, he used to be a member of the righteous organization.
But after a blind man practiced it, he realized that he didn't even know the grass-roots team. Finally, he saw what it means to be an outsider and an outsider.
Dossier? In fact, He Chundao went to the bottom of the road.
"Will you make a list and draw a line? How many people were poisoned to death? What's the difference? For example, what's the difference between each person's back and backing?"
He Chundao immediately understood, and asked: "Do you think that? The assassin's target is not the fifth prince, but how did they really poison him to death with poisoned wine?"
Gou Moli shook his head and said: "&#Lord Zhenghou was the first to catch everyone, quietly.
"Hey, don't worry, Lord Hou, the owner will arrange the preparations as soon as possible."
Gou Moli withdrew his legs, He Chundao stepped back.
Where Chen Daxia sat and continued to peel the potatoes, the Juggernaut still leaned in the corner, and took a nap again, so he had to retreat, otherwise, Master Zheng Hou would just fall asleep
The door is pushed under the foot,
He Chundao followed closely behind Gou Moli.
? If your feet are hot, the blind man will remind you, so that you can't be separated from you.
A person who entered the snowy field into a non-noble person and became an ordinary savage, spent half his life traveling all over the world, studying and thinking, and finally almost achieved great success.
"According to what you just did, the meat has already been cut a little bit." He Chun said softly.
Gou Moli nodded.
He Chundao hesitated to speak.
"Just talk about it, don't hesitate, Master Hou really likes to be bright and clear."
"I just feel bad, you just said something, and now you have to say something"
"What are you going to do next?" Gou Moli twisted his lips and asked He Chun.
"Since Lord Hou has already gained insight into the situation, and tried to avoid the other party's intentions, you just made some deduction, giving people a sense of showing off.
Oh, let me understand, you just said you were talking about Mr. Hou, and you were explaining what you were talking about, right? "
Gou Moli shook his head.
"What?"
"Of course, let's tell you the truth, I don't know why Master Hou proposed to change his mind to fall into the opponent's trap, but I feel that Master Hou should not know the whole picture.
Just now, Master Hou opened his mouth to make some suggestions to him, but then he deliberately robbed the white, as a way for Master Hou to know everything and give pointers. "
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"You're in charge of things, you're in charge, you're in charge of people, remember, when the owner starts to use the name, you'll understand the meaning of the next person, and you'll be instructed by the next person, and start Large-scale analysis, the most comprehensive way;
He was far-sighted, and said: Oh, the original Daoist's head is like a dog, but it was sucked down the foot.
In fact, it¡¯s just a matter of taking care of yourself to save face, and by the way, a higher-end flattery, you¡¯re a fool with a brain, and you don¡¯t know how the world works. How do you know what to do with your heart? "
"Hey, you've been fooling around"
"Would you like to be Lord Hou? Lord Hou knows it clearly in his heart."
"So, what are you doing, what are you doing under the hood?"