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Chapter 701: The One Who Drove Dreams.


But looking at the western suburbs that have not changed much for more than two years, it looks even more defeated, and no new things have been added, and people really can't see where Wei Buping's political achievements are?

Hongyi frowned, and said with some puzzlement: "But what the slave and maid heard in the market are all the people's praise for Wei Buping, and I have never heard of Wei Buping's wrongness!"

” Now the whole of Southern Qin, there is a style of admonition, if the officials are not properly governed, the people can jointly advise, if they do not listen, the people can report to the superiors.

After Yan Jiuming implemented this style of admonition, the governance situation between the states was relatively much better, and this Tongzhou also presented a scene of people living and working in peace and contentment.

Hongyi felt that this Wei Buping was a good official.

Unexpectedly, Chongmen Huan said, this Wei Buping, is not necessarily a good official, and the governance of this Tongzhou is not as good as imagined, and those praises may have moisture.

"If you want to understand what kind of person a powerful person is, you can't just look at the surface."

Chongmen Huan didn't want to talk about Wei Buping anymore, so he said: "We'll know what kind of person Wei Buping is later!"

” Hongyi didn't say anything anymore, thinking that it was the person who Chongmen Huan took her to meet and would tell Chongmen Huan something about the real situation in Tongzhou.

The two of them walked through the desolate and dilapidated houses and alleys in the western suburbs, and it didn't take long for Chongmen Huan to turn into a narrow and dark alley with red clothes.

There was only one house in the alley, and a huge stone was placed in front of the door.

Bypassing the stone, there was a mottled door behind it, and after just a glance, Chongmen Huan raised his hand and knocked on the door, and the knocking sound sounded in the dark night, which was extremely crisp.

This western suburb is already empty, and the knock on the door is very clear.

They didn't have to wait long for the lights in the room to come on, and then came a man's angry voice, with some words that had just woken up: "Who?

” Chongmen Huan answered softly outside the door: "A person who drives dreams!"

” There was silence for a moment, and then there was the sound of footsteps, and the door opened, revealing the face of a shirtless man with a swarthy face holding an oil lamp.

He took the oil lamp and shook it in Chongmenhuan's face, and did not let them in, but said: "Tongzhou is a dream, what does the girl know about the dream?"

” "It's not a butterfly, it's not Zhuang Zhou, it's Linglong!"

Chongmen Huan looked at the man with a slight smile and said, "Second Brother Lin, Tongzhou has been goodbye for so many years, don't you recognize me anymore when we see each other again?"

” The oil lamp in the man's hand slipped from his hand at once, then fell to the ground and went out.

Hongyi hurriedly picked it up, but the oil lamp was not on.

"Aunt Linglong is gone, who is the girl?"

Second Brother Lin's voice trembled slightly, and his hands were trembling in the dark night.

Chongmen Huan smiled indifferently: "Second Brother Lin hasn't forgotten that in this world, the phoenix can be nirvana, and rebirth is exquisite!"

” That second brother Lin is such a tall and strong man, and he suddenly knelt down straight towards Chongmenhuan: "Lin Xu didn't know that Aunt Linglong had arrived, and she deserved to die!"

” Listening to the strong man's words, the second brother was puzzled, why did this second brother Lin call Chongmen Huan Aunt Linglong?

She didn't remember that Chongmen Huan had a nickname Linglong.