Bu Zhengjing was over forty years old, but he never got married.

Although the seventh-rank chief clerk of the Imperial College was not very high, he was also a court official after all. It is logically not difficult to get married. In fact, many matchmakers came to the house, but Bu Zhengjing, a small family, looked down on him, and the wealthy and prominent families looked down on him.

After a while, I have been dragging it until now. To put it bluntly, it is not as high as low as low.

If you don’t have a suitable wife, you can marry a concubine first. But Bu Zhengjing cares very much about reputation and takes a concubine first without marrying a wife, for fear that others will say that he is addicted to women, so he will never marry a concubine.

Just imagine, Bu Zhengjing is also a normal man, and the energy he has accumulated needs to be released. He has no wives and concubines at home, so he can only solve the problem by himself.

As for why he didn't go to the fireworks and willow alleys, Bu Zhengjing was afraid that others would gossip about even marrying a concubine. How could he have the nerve to go to the brothel when he cherished his reputation like this?

It also needs something to be fun to slap yourself. Bu Zhengjing recently obtained a new little yellow book, which is fresh for a while, and has to do it two or three times a day recently.

"So that's how it is."

After listening to the vivid report of Chou Nu, Mi Xiaoxia laughed so hard that she leaned back and forth.

Only then did he realize that Bu Zhengjing's black air was actually because he was addicted to self-blame. One was because he suffered from his body, and the other was because he was lustful and evil invaded his spirit.

"interesting."

After laughing, Mi Xiaoxia's eyes rolled and suddenly came up with an idea.

"Ugly slave, go and do something."

The more I thought about it, the more interesting it became. Mi Xiaoxia immediately ordered the ugly slave.

"Master...you are so nice to me!"

After listening to Mi Xiaoxia's instructions, the ugly slave's eyes shone and wanted to lick Mi Xiaoxia's shoes again.

"Ugly, you..."

Mi Xiaoxia was stunned. She thought that the ugly slave would resist and reject him, but she didn't expect that he became excited instead.

Mi Xiaoxia slapped her forehead and almost forgot about it over time. The ugly slave originally liked the male style, and he was a serious shaking M.

"Gaga, I'll do it now."

The ugly slave burst into a strange laugh and turned into a stream of black smoke and flew out of the window.

The ugly slave was so excited that Mi Xiaoxia suddenly felt a little disgusting.

Mi Xiaoxia wanted the ugly slave to transform into a beautiful woman. When it was late at night, she would flirt with Bu Zhengjing, but she would not have any actual relationship. To put it bluntly, Bu Zhengjing couldn't eat it.

Bu Zhengjing was too slandered himself, and black gas had already emerged from his head. Mi Xiaoxia ordered the ugly slave to do this, just to make Bu Zhengjing become more and more uncontrollable. Of course, I didn’t hear anyone beat him to death, and Mi Xiaoxia didn’t expect Bu Zhengjing to die suddenly, but she actually wanted to tease him.

Bu Zhengjing is a literati with a righteous spirit in his heart. The ugly slave could not get close to him, but he was flirting with his head from a distance, so there was no problem.

The next day, Mi Xiaoxia went to the Imperial College to dig apart, and met Bu Zhengjing in the morning. He saw that there was a little more black air on his head, with two big dark circles on his face, and his face was sallow.

Bu Zhengjing suffered a huge loss last night and didn't have the strength to mock Mi Xiaoxia today. Mi Xiaoxia was secretly funny. It seemed that the ugly slave was really working hard. Then he stopped caring about him. After finishing the work, he went to the bookstore to continue reading.

Time flies, and it has been more than ten days in a flash. Now it is November, and the weather is getting colder. It has been one month since Mi Xiaoxia arrived at the Imperial College.

In this month, Mi Xiaoxia's proficiency in entering the first level of meditation has increased to 13%, and Liuzimen's understanding has increased by 2 points again, reaching 36.

But Mi Xiaoxia obviously felt that the reading effect has been much worse recently, and the understanding of Liuzi Sect has not improved much. I think it is true that relying solely on the books in the bookstore, Mi Xiaoxia cannot make infinite insights. It would be great to improve 3 points.

"It's true that the people are grateful."

Recently, the Imperial College lost some things and needed the help of the yamen to find them. Mi Xiaoxia finally found an opportunity to enter the Jinling Prefecture Office and then took the opportunity to find the bronze treasure chest.

As expected, just like the Linjiang County Government Office, the people need to be grateful to the people in order to obtain the treasure chest key.

Although I had expected it, Mi Xiaoxia couldn't help but frown. Compared with Linjiang County, Jinling City is more than several times larger. If you want the people of Jinling to be grateful, you may not just kill a few corrupt officials or bullies.

"It's not easy to deal with..."

On the way back, Mi Xiaoxia kept thinking, but she didn't have a good idea.

At the same time, Mi Xiaoxia sorted out the situation of the Jinling treasure chest. The gold treasure chest is located in the Tang Dynasty Palace, with unknown clues. A copper treasure chest is located in the inner palace of the Jiajia West Mansion, with unknown clues.

A bronze treasure chest is located in the yamen, and needs to be grateful to Jinling Baixin. A treasure chest is located outside Xuanzhen Temple, and needs to be exposed Jia Jing’s crimes.

Mi Xiaoxia thought about it and found that it is easier to buy the Xuanzhen Temple treasure chest. As long as Jia Jing forgets him almost, he will post a big-character poster.

"A big thing, something big happened!"

"What's the matter? It's so hurrying, I don't even care about Sven."

"You really don't know that Bu Zhubo from our Imperial College was arrested by the government!"

"Bozhubo was arrested? What's going on? Tell me quickly."

"Hehe, this matter is hard to speak of, it is simply a shame for literati! This morning, on the street in broad daylight, Bu Zhubo threw a woman to the ground and reached out to grab her with her hands on the woman's full chest."

"This...how is this possible!"

"How is it impossible? So many people on the street saw that the woman could not bear the humiliation and was now seeking death. Bu Zhubo was also locked up by the government."

"Tsk tsk, Master Bu is so bad that he is so embarrassed. It is really embarrassing to the Imperial College. It is a shame for literati and a shame for literati!"

...

As soon as I returned to the Imperial College, I heard two students discussing. Mi Xiaoxia couldn't help but be stunned. Has Zhuzhu Bu been arrested?

Even a notorious slut or a dandy who does evil things may not be able to bear the blame. Bu Zhengjing is such a shameless person and is timid, so how could he do such a thing?

It was unbelievable, but there were more and more rumors. After noon, this incident had spread throughout the Imperial College. Before leaving the Imperial College in the afternoon, Zhou Fengxian, the priest, called everyone to confirm in person the arrest of Bu Zhengjing's murder.

This was actually true. Not only Mi Xiaoxia, but also all the officials of the Imperial College were surprised.

"It's not because of me..."

On the way back, Mi Xiaoxia couldn't help but think in her heart.

After knowing Bu Zhengjing's hobbies, Mi Xiaoxia ordered the ugly slave to tease him. At first, it was a fun time, but the ugly slave was very enthusiastic. Every night, he turned into a woman wearing exposed clothes and posed outside Bu Zhengjing's window. Bu Zhengjing scratched his ears and heads and stroked them four or five times a night.

Calculate the time, more than ten days have passed, and Bu Zhengjing’s body is already unable to bear it. But what Mi Xiaoxia didn’t know is that compared to the physical deficit, Bu Zhengjing’s thoughts were eroded more severely!

These days, Bu Zhengjing was distracted and kept thinking about the woman who transformed into a ugly slave at night. He gradually became addicted to the heart, and he felt itchy when he saw the woman.

This morning, I suddenly saw a woman with her chest raised high, just like the woman at night. Bu Zhengjing looked more and more like her. Unconsciously, the two figures overlapped and rushed forward with a whistle.

He grabbed the woman's chest with both hands, rubbed her hard, and laughed and scolded her, "Little Wave Hoof, why didn't you run away today?"

"Pity and pathetic."

Mi Xiaoxia was speechless. Bu Zhengjing had a strong desire, but he pretended to be noble. If he married a concubine, or had nothing to do, such a thing would not have happened.

But no matter what, now Bu Zhengjing has been dismissed and investigated, the position of the seventh-rank chief clerk of the Imperial College is vacant. Mi Xiaoxia clenched his fists, this is a good opportunity!
Chapter completed!