Hearing Liu Hongji's whisper, before Xiao Han had time to reply, the painter turned back and looked at them with a very strange look.
"Uh...can you understand?"
Liu Hongji, who had been whispering just now, saw the painter turn his head and suddenly sweated profusely, and his old face turned red from suppressing it.
It’s a bit embarrassing to say that someone is not a human being in front of his face, but he was caught in the act.
Fortunately, the foreign painters had long been accustomed to the weird looks the Tang people gave them, and they originally paid little attention to wolves and dogs, and they would not have had the strange idea that Liu Hongji was calling them beasts.
Therefore, the painter just corrected him and went to meet Fatty Hong respectfully.
The officer who just pulled him over said that this was an official in charge of a place, which was similar to the city lord in their hometown. Although I didn't hear much about him on weekdays, this kind of person should not be disrespected!
After seeing this weird-looking "bearded man" being pulled aside by the yamen officials after paying homage to the county magistrate, he began to draw on paper while listening to the ruffians' descriptions.
Liu Hongji, whose face was a little red, finally breathed a sigh of relief, blinked his eyes, and began to ask Xiao Han beside him in a low voice: "Hey, Xiao Han, the people here look so strange, why haven't we seen a few of them in Chang'an?"
?”
"Hmph, it's weird that we can meet in Chang'an!" Xiao Han just snorted twice and said angrily: "I guess these people don't know that there is Chang'an."
"Don't know there is Chang'an? Then what are they doing here?" Liu Hongji asked in surprise.
Xiao Hanhan laughed: "What are you doing? Making money! Do you really think these guys and beards are all saints? They traveled across the ocean just to see our huge country?"
When Liu Hongji heard this, he became more and more strange: "Making money? How much money can they make by coming to Lingnan? Doesn't this place lose money every year? I remember that last time Changsun Wuji was so angry that he even threw the board in order to allocate funds to Lingnan.
Already."
Xiao Han was surprised: "Huh? That's okay! I didn't see it. You care so much about political affairs, I don't even remember such a thing."
Liu Hongji was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said: "Ahem, of course you don't remember, because you missed work that day!"
Xiao Han's face darkened for a moment, but he quickly covered it up: "That's not bad, at least it proves that you listened to my heart."
Liu Hongji continued to giggle: "That's not true. The main reason is that I fell asleep that day, but the bullet hit me and woke me up. You know, I am just like you, I have the energy to wake up, and then..."
"Then you beat Changsun Wuji?" When Xiao Han heard this, he immediately sucked in the cold air and asked as if he had a toothache.
Liu Hongji rolled his eyes: "How can you? He is His Majesty's uncle, and I didn't dare to do anything. At that time, I just jumped up in confusion and cursed a few words, and then I was inexplicably fined two months' salary by Your Majesty, so
I remember this incident deeply.”
"That's it? Still inexplicable?"
Xiao Han was speechless. Listening to Liu Hongji's description, he could even imagine the scene in the court at that time! Poor little Li Zi must have been so angry that smoke was coming out of his nostrils again, right? When he met such a group of subordinates, little Li Zi was not angry at all.
His untimely death is enough to show his mental strength!
"Hey, why do you have so many clubs at your disposal? It's better for me to be clever and smart! But even if I'm smart, you can't use it like this. I still have a wife to marry!"
I just said to myself, in front of me, the foreign painter had already drawn the appearance of the official according to the descriptions of the gangsters.
However, seeing the frowning and constipated looks of those hooligans, Xiao Han expressed deep doubts about the authenticity of the portrait.
Especially when he accidentally saw Scarface grimacing and trying to shake his head, but was stepped on by Hun Jianglong calmly, causing him to throb in pain, his feeling became even more certain.
"Are you sure that the person who bought the murder that day was the person in the painting?"
Holding the portraits, he showed them one by one in front of Hun Jianglong and others. After receiving the "extremely positive" reply, Fatty Hong finally breathed a sigh of relief, slapped the table and ordered: "Make the portrait into a wanted order and print a hundred copies."
, plastered all over the streets and alleys of Guangzhou City, I will definitely bring this person to justice! Let Guangzhou City have a bright future!"
"good……"
"Blue sky..."
As soon as Magistrate Hong finished speaking, sparse cheers came over, but the cheers seemed to come from the government officials.
Others, such as Xiao Han and the people at the door, all looked at them as if they were fools. The cheers of the people who watched became lower and lower, until they could not be heard.
"Well, let's leave the hall for today. Once we catch the person, we can... go to the hall again."
Fatty Hong also felt a little guilty at this time. He glanced at Xiao Han secretly, and in his heart he felt another ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past.
Because he felt: This matter should, probably, maybe not be solved so easily.
Sure enough, just after he finished speaking, Xiao Han Shiran stood up, cupped his hands towards him, and said loudly: "Master County, we feel that since the other party is also an official, there is no need to go to such trouble.
, can’t we just go to a yamen with the wanted warrant and search in a yamen?”
"Go to one yamen with a wanted warrant and search in another yamen?" Upon hearing this, Fatty Hong's face immediately became as distorted as if he had eaten something dirty!
How many yamen are there in Guangzhou?
In addition to the governor's office, there are also the two behemoths of the Shibosi, as well as various yamen such as the Chief Secretary and the Guangfu yamen. In terms of rank, none of them is dozens of times higher than him, a seventh-grade county magistrate.
Level? Why should he go to someone’s place to search?
Besides, if you really want to search, why bother looking for a little sesame officer like me? Simply identifying yourself and leading these gangsters from door to door is no better than a bullshit wanted order like mine.
?!
"This, is this not easy to handle?" Fatty Hong wiped the sweat from his forehead and discussed in an almost crying voice. He felt that Xiao Han must have come here just to play with him!
However, Xiao Han didn't pay attention to Fatty Hong's appearance, and still sneered: "What's so hard to do? The emperor broke the law, and he is as guilty as the common people, let alone an ordinary official. Is he bigger than the emperor?"
"No, definitely not!" Fatty Hong shuddered and quickly shook his head.
"Then it's over?" Xiao Han snorted and turned to look at the onlookers outside. Especially after seeing a few sneaky figures, his eyes became even weirder and seemed a bit sarcastic.
It's a bit sad.
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