Lin Zhihuang brought Guan Fuqing, Xiao Qi, and Sui Bianhong, who were escorted by the two of them, to the meeting hall.

Lin Zhihuang walked into the palace and saw Jiang Yuehe, who had been waiting here for a long time, waiting to return her life.

"Lord!" When Jiang Yuehe saw Lin Zhihuang coming in with his people, he glanced at the people following Lin Zhihuang and then saluted Lin Zhihuang, who was the leader.

"Fang Xin, what's wrong with you?" When Lin Zhihuang saw the bloody bandage wrapped around Jiang Yuehe's shoulder and arm, he immediately took two steps forward and looked at his injury worriedly.

"Thank you for your concern, my lord. It's just a minor skin injury that will heal in half a month." Jiang Yuehe replied in a loud voice.

"laugh."

Sui Bianhong sneered: "You're talking nonsense. My shoulders and arms were pierced all over. It will heal in half a month. If you can recover from the injury in three months, just thank God."

"Did you do it?" Lin Zhihuang heard the meaning and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Of course, the general who asked this general to 'invite' people was too radical and dared to be rude to the master." Sui Bianhong spoke, lazily tilting his head, and his black hair followed his movement.

Movements, sliding on the robe, revealing the evil spirit.

Along the way here, Bian Hongxing's hair swayed naturally with his movements, and the black hair that was originally messy and messy when Yang Xitong used his flip-up shoes became as smooth as satin.

Sui Bianhong met Lin Zhihuang's gaze and deliberately said provocatively: "Sui's hairpin was originally aimed at the general's throat. If the general hadn't been alert and avoided it,

Now it’s not just a simple injury to my shoulder, I’m standing here with no life left at this moment.”

"My lord, Yue He was careless. I didn't expect that the captured servant would suddenly pull out the hairpin on his head and use it as a weapon to launch a surprise attack on his subordinates, so he suffered some injuries.

." Jiang Yuehe had no intention of blaming others for this matter, and only looked for the reason within himself.

Lin Zhihuang pursed his lips, raised his hand and patted Jiang Yuehe's shoulder, blaming himself: "It's my fault to make Fang Xin's life difficult."

Jiang Yuehe bowed his hand to Lin Zhihuang again and said forcefully: "My lord, my words are serious. For this matter, Yuehe must also thank this gentleman, who taught Yuehe a lesson."

"Ha, what lesson did Sui give you?" Sui Bianhong raised his lips. Seeing that Lin Zhihuang still ignored him in the face of his provocation, but was only concerned about his subordinates, he jumped in again and interjected.

"Next time my subordinates don't kill people, but want to capture people alive, they will remove the arms of the captured people before doing anything else." After Jiang Yuehe said this, he finally stopped restraining himself and flowed out of the sea of ​​blood from the mountain of corpses.

With the aura of a warrior, his sharp eyes shot towards Sui Bianhong.

When Bian Hong heard this, his peach blossom eyes flashed slightly and his lip line straightened.

Smart people never ask for trouble.

People under the eaves have to lower their heads, keep their mouths shut, and stop provoking Jiang Yuehe.

Lin Zhihuang nodded with satisfaction, glanced pointedly at Sui Bianhong, who had calmed down, and said with approval: "Fang Xin did a good job summarizing this. I will do the same next time."

Jiang Yuehe withdrew his gaze from Sui Bianhong, immediately handed over his hand and said yes, and then carefully reported to Lin Zhihuang the troop losses of this group.

When Lin Zhihuang saw that Jiang Yuehe spoke and moved without any effort or delay, he knew that he was indeed in no serious condition, so he felt relieved and walked to the superior to sit down.

Lin Zhihuang listened carefully to Jiang Yuehe's report, thinking that he would ask Huang Qijin to arrange for some hemostatic powder and muscle-building ointment made by Yu Qingruo to be sent to Jiang Yuehe.

After Jiang Yuehe reported the matter to Lin Zhihuang, he discussed in detail with Guan Fuqing, Xiao Qi and others the garrison of guards in various cities under Lixian County and how to send troops to protect the city after the refugees were resettled.

Lin Zhihuang's group of people were in the meeting hall, chatting for an unknown amount of time. Only Sui Bianhong was tied up in the hall with his backhand, and was completely fucked by everyone.

At this time, Sui Bianhong also understood that he had been left out on purpose, and he was able to hold his own. He sat cross-legged on the ground lazily. As an outsider, he listened carefully to the discussion of several people in the palace about leaving the Xianjun.

Sui Bianhong was forced to listen to the discussion of several people for nearly an hour, and Sui Bianhong's sense of Lin Zhihuang changed drastically.

From the opinions Lin Zhihuang occasionally brought up when discussing matters with his subordinates, as well as the restrictive rules and regulations and plans that benefited the people when he ordered his subordinates to do things, they all prove that this person is not just a showman who can put on airs.

The person sitting at the head of the palace at this time knows a lot and has a wide range of knowledge, which is difficult for ordinary people to reach.

Sui Bianhong quietly looked at the beautiful little lady sitting on top. He was used to lingering among the flowers, and for a moment he couldn't simply appreciate her appearance.

With such knowledge and insights, the beauty and ugliness of her appearance are no longer the criteria for evaluating her.

I don't know what kind of aristocratic family background can cultivate such a magnanimous young lady.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and time flies.

After going to the meeting hall to talk, Bian Hong was then handed over to Hualing's custody by Lin Zhihuang.

During this period, wherever Lin Zhihuang was, Bian Hong would have his hands tied and be taken by Hua Ling, except of course when Lin Zhihuang was doing private things.

In this way, Sui Bianhong was forced to become Lin Zhihuang's follower, and became a strange sight in the county governor's mansion.

Many slaves saw that Sui Bian Hong was so handsome and charming, and there were those who liked gossiping in private, so they began to gossip about him.

The story goes that Sui Bian Hong is the male favorite of Emperor Lin Zhi. Because he refuses to obey even to the point of death, the Lord Fu cannot love him. That is why the handsome man is treated like this by the Lord Fu.

As soon as this rumor started to rise in the county governor's house, Pei and Huang Qijin noticed it. In less than a day, they jointly suppressed the rumor.

Taking this opportunity, Pei and Huang Qijin joined forces, with one person in charge of the inner courtyard and the other in charge of the outer courtyard. They carefully sorted out and screened the servants in each room of the governor's house and carried out a general purge.

After this incident, the Sheriff's Mansion became an iron barrel, and it was difficult for others to find out any news from inside.

Haolan Courtyard, study room.

"What do you mean by treating Sui like this?"

During this time, Sui Bianhong's hands were tied every day, and he was led and forced to look at Lin Zhihuang. He almost felt sick. His whole person no longer had the dazzling brilliance it had when he came here. He looked withered and gray.

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Chapter completed!