Seeing the reaction of Zheng Fuyin, Li Xianhua showed his anxiety. He picked up a stick and ran over: "Sir, I will drive them away for you. Why don't you get out of here? Who dares to stand in the way of our lord?"

Gu Junwen just watched Lord Zheng stretch out his hand in vain to stop him, and the palace soldiers pick up sticks.

With a "bang", Li Xianhua's stick was taken away by Shen Anan, and he was knocked to the ground with a sweeping kick. Gu Junwen stood there without moving his feet, with a calm expression.

"Sir, are you so lazy? What will happen if you hide for a while?" Shen Anan stopped, threw the stick aside, and wiped his hands carefully. "It's not good to let a girl do this every time."

Gu Junwen shuddered when he heard this. Every time he heard Shen Anan speak in a coquettish voice, someone would suffer.

Sure enough, the next second, Li Xianhua's wailing sounded. Tsk tsk, it hurts just to hear it.

"General Gu, General Gu, please show mercy. There are not many people left in the mansion."

Thinking about the tragic events that happened to the government soldiers yesterday and the mountains of case files on the table, Zheng Zhonghe felt his scalp tingling.

"Major General Gu?" Upon hearing this name, Li Xianhua's legs and hands no longer hurt, and he climbed up in a hurry with his voice hoarse from being called.

"Prefect Zheng, I am here just to take a look today. I will need your guidance for the next three days."

Gu Junwen bowed.

"No way, General Gu, you're too polite." Zheng Zhonghe shook his head repeatedly.

When he meets this person, he wants to stay as far away from him as possible.

Gu Junwen smiled evilly, and became playful: "In that case, Lord Zheng, I would like to ask you for a favor."