Chapter 1152： Oops, dressed as Pan Jinlian (67)

A touch of ridicule, a touch of pleasure.

Xia Qiu's lips went and it was not difficult for him to look at the magistrate.

"I was originally from Qinghe, and now I want to buy some things when I come back. It's not hard for me to summon the merchants in the town, right?" She smiled and looked at the magistrate.

"It's not difficult, it's not difficult. The lady came back to Qinghe Town. This is the blessing of Qinghe Town. I said how the whole small town is clouded and flourishing these days. It turned out that the lady was coming back!" Flattery.

"If the lady doesn't think the house is rude, why not go to Xiaguan's mansion at noon? Xiaguan instructs the house to make a few dishes, shouts a few confidantes, and cleans up the lady?"

"Okay, that's troublesome for adults." Xia Qiu nodded, but did not refuse.

This style of officialdom is familiar with Xia Qiu early on.

The county magistrate hurriedly retired and returned to the house to make arrangements. Here Xia Qiu took a bath and changed clothes, and also packed himself up.

People want clothing, and Buddha wants gold.

In order to go to the feast, Xia Qiu deliberately picked the most luxurious set of skirts, Suzhou brocade fabrics, a piece of cloth worth a gold, and the skirts were also sewn by Kyoto's tailor masters.

The goose-yellow material is like the same bright halo, faintly spread on the tube top skirt, and the petal pattern of the moon-white silk thread is lightly fallen on it. This silk thread must be cleaned and scented repeatedly every time it is embroidered Otherwise, the whole cloth is scrapped.

After pulling a cloud, he cleaned himself up in front of the bronze mirror.

Looking at the bright eyes in the mirror and the extravagant and delicate beauty, Xia Qiu tickled her lips with satisfaction.

It's the first time that a book has been worn in this world, so she dresses herself up so carefully.

Beauty is sometimes the sharpest weapon of a woman--

The sedan chair sent by the magistrate came just right. Xia Qiu packed up and went downstairs. The whole man's eyes fell on her in the whole inn for a moment.

After all, it's a small place. Where have you seen such a beautiful and immortal person?

"Mother, woman ..." Yang Zhi looked at Xia Qiu, but also stuttered.

"Huh?" Xia Qiu looked at him.

Although there was a mask covering his face, Xia Qiu looked at it, and Yang Zhi felt as if his face was hot.

"Where are we going?" He looked away, and his breathing was finally smooth.

"Go to the magistrate's office. Yang Zhi, you remember looking at me and bringing me back safely." Xia Qiu whispered, went through the lobby and got into the magistrate's car.

Suddenly felt that he was trusted, heavy on his shoulders, Yang Zhixu nodded his lips, and followed the sedan chair.

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"The lady is here." Jiaozi carried all the way into the county government office.

The entourage sang, and the magistrate in the lobby brought two or three people, and hurried out from the lobby.

Xia Qiu got out of the sedan chair, followed by Yang Zhi and looked at the people in front of him.

County magistrate, Ximen Qing, the king.

After a long absence, Ximen Qing's apparently looked a lot more mature, but his somewhat vain complexion was clearly over-indulgence.

Outside of the king, the white fat look that was originally blessed now looks a little swollen, and his face is stunned.

"Please, lady." The magistrate nodded and greeted with a smile.

But behind him, Ximen Qing and Wang Wai were smiling and preparing to talk, but when the eyes fell on Xia Qiu's face, the two were stunned there at the same time.

Simon Qing narrowed his eyes, as if thinking something in memory.

The king on the other side was dumbfounded for a moment, as if he had been swallowed his tongue, and his fat fingers turned towards Xia Qiu, hesitated.

"Pan ... Jinlian!"