Chapter 141

Fang Henshui thought many times that he would be liked by high and high experts in the world one day. Later, it was said that his unique skill has swept the Wulin and is unparalleled in the world. On the way from the small county to Chang'an City, he fantasized countless times whether he would have an affair with such a handsome young man? If there is neither, it's a little unreasonable.

In fact, he is twenty-two years old and has never met either.

There were no ups and downs in his life in the past 22 years. He practiced martial arts since childhood, but his talent was not high. His family was fairly rich in the county. His father gnashed his teeth and sent 200 liang of silver to the father-in-law of the county magistrate to celebrate his birthday, and then asked his son for a job as a constable. Fang hated Shui's luck. After two years as a constable, the constable died when he went to the brothel to have fun because of drinking too much wine. As a small county martial arts, but in the past 22 years, there has never been any expert from outside the world.

Besides, Fang hate water dressed up before leaving the small county. He heard that the imperial women were not only as beautiful as immortals, but also as enthusiastic as fire. He looked at himself carefully in front of the bronze mirror and determined that he still had some capital. But he ignored one thing. The small county town is too far from the imperial capital. There are many boats in Jiangnan small county, but the county government doesn't even have a horse. In addition, the travel expenses given to him by the county magistrate are really limited, so he can only move forward with difficulty all the way.

Only a few hundred miles out, his new Constable official clothes were covered with dust. So he found that if he didn't go into the brothel, he wouldn't have any sexual encounters.

But is whoring an affair? Does that count? Does that count?

Fang Henshui came to the imperial capital because a homicide occurred in a fishing village in his small county a year ago. The identity of the person who died was a little special. There were more than a dozen bald monks, so the county magistrate didn't dare to delay. He quickly wrote a note and sent it to the punishment Department of the imperial capital through the official post.

More than a dozen monks died in the Empire, and the people of the Ministry of punishment felt it necessary to investigate in detail. So he ordered the county magistrate to send someone to the imperial capital to report the case in detail, and Fang hate water was the sponsor of the case, so he had to go all the way from the small county to the imperial capital.

The man above said a word, and the man below was tired and broke his leg.

Fang Henshui was once proud of the Sui Dynasty's vast territory and took himself as the Central Plains