Knowing that Shen Lie loves cleanliness, Zhai Jinsheng specially asked people to prepare hot water and set up a large tent before leaving.
After Shen Lie returned, he did not go to Dai Yu's side.
Liang Junze was curious about what was going on, so he went over with Ping An Pingyuan who came up to meet him.
Dai Yu had a headache and pointed at a soldier: "He doesn't study hard himself, and he pulls others away from him."
The soldier lowered his head and did not dare to see Liang Jun.
Dai Yu pointed to another soldier: "He originally claimed that he would rather eat shit than learn to write. Now he is studying seriously, but he can't stand the stimulation of others."
"Who can make the first move?"
"The one who wants to eat shit."
Liang Jun frowned: "Rude."
"I'm not mad." Dai Yu said.
Except for the two of them, their team members and directly affiliated officers were all in Zamabu.
"And," Dai Yu didn't finish, "him."
Point your finger towards another person.
Liang Jun looked at it: "How?"
"I boasted that I knew a few words, and deliberately taught others the wrong thing. When I was exposed, I became angry and started fighting with others."
Liang Jun looked at the sky and found it difficult.
After a pause, Liang Jun said: "Let's take a strong dose."
"How to do?"
"Keeping on horseback, they are skinned. If you don't take it lightly, it has no effect. Now these small mistakes are not going to kill people, why not..." Liang Jun looked at the slowly flowing river in front of him, "The provocative ones will be killed." Several people were tied up, stripped naked, and thrown into the river, only to be fished out a quarter of an hour later."
"Okay! Just do it!" Dai Yu said, turning around and shouting to another place, "Chang Chengzhi, bring the thick rope!"
Ping An and Ping Yuan followed Liang Jun back to the carriage.
Liang Jun kept frowning, and Pingyuan comforted him: "Master, these soldiers are fine. No matter how arrogant or arrogant they are, they will be trained one day."
"I'm not annoyed about this." Liang Jun said.
"That is……"
Liang Jun then told the story about the boots and the booklet.
"God," Ping An shouted, "this is incredible, sir, this is like a literati's pen, killing people invisible."
But now, the killing is not one, two, hundreds, or thousands.
Now, He Yanpo wants to kill the entire nation.
Destroy confidence first, then break pride, and then destroy faith.
"I have to find a way," Liang Jun murmured, "I must find a way."
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Yan Qing also had this booklet before he went to court.
In addition to the booklet delivered yesterday, there is also a copy of "On the Study of the World" before her case.
The concept and literary talent of the article must be described as "excellent".
I don’t know who wrote it, and I have never heard of Lianfeng Academy. The person she sent to inquire about it has just set off.
The window sash is wide open, and the cold wind blows in the face. Because it is located in a high-rise building, one can see thousands of tiles paved with green fields.
The twelfth lunar month of Yong'an Imperial Capital is already the thirty-second year for her.
She is a native of Yong'an and often travels to other places, but she is always in Yong'an during winter.
There was a soft knock on the door, and Songzhu went to open the door.
The tired man came in and said in a deep voice: "Madam, we have received it."
Yan Qinglin turned around, and the person who followed his men in was a woman in her forties.
The woman's skin is sallow, her face is covered with fine lines, and her eyes are extremely bright. At first glance, it is easy to think that she is well versed in calculations.
"Madam." Fu Li.
"Sit down." Yan Qinglin said and ordered Songzhu to bring hot tea.
When a woman came in, her name was Shu Yuezhen, she rushed back from Hejing.
Covering her hands with hot tea, Shu Yuezhen held it and started talking about business: "Those high-spirited girls were selling a shop some time ago. I think Madam can buy it."
"Has it been sold?"
"No, they don't understand the market, they ask for prices when they open their mouths, and they can't even negotiate."
"They don't know enough about food and rice, and they are arrogant about everything. These officials and wealthy people are all idiots." Yan Qinglin mocked lightly.
"I think the price will definitely fall. If it doesn't, then they must use other means to force some people to buy those shops. If it does, madam, this is a good opportunity.
.”
"What kind of shops are they? How is the location?"
Shu Yuezhen took out a piece of paper from her sleeve.
Songzhu came over to take the paper and handed it to Yan Qinglin.
It was either rouge, gouache, or silk, silk, and jewelry. Yan Qinglin took a look at it and said coldly: "These losers, if they want to do something big, they have to think about crops and iron tools. They don't have these, they can make money, but
It’s just a small amount of money, it can’t accomplish anything big.”
"Ma'am, you're not interested?"
"No interest at all," Yan Qinglin rolled up the paper, put it on the desk, and continued, "You wrote to Beijing and came here in person just to talk about this matter?"
"After all, it can easily cost tens of thousands of taels. If Madam wants to buy it, it will be no small matter." Shu Yuezhen said calmly.
She was disappointed in her heart. With this money, she could get a lot of kickbacks. Otherwise, who would be willing to run hundreds of miles in the cold winter.
There was another knock on the door outside.
Songzhu stepped forward to open the door, but was frightened by the three people outside the door who let out a low cry. He quickly turned to look at Yan Qinglin with a startled look in his eyes.
Yan Qinglin frowned and looked out the door, but when he saw three people coming in, Yan Qinglin's expression also changed.
In recent years, Yu Yanchi and Chen Zhiwei, her right-hand men, walked in front, followed by Yu Xiang, Yu Yanchi's subordinate, who was in tatters and in a miserable state, with many pus spots on his face.
Yan Qinglin's eyebrows suddenly darkened, and he said to Shu Yuezhen in a cold voice: "You go down first."
Shu Yuezhen is a very measured person, knowing what things should be seen and what things should not be seen.
Therefore, I was particularly curious about these three people, but I only looked at them once and then looked away, not daring to look again.
Shu Yuezhen left, and Songzhu followed suit, closing the door from the outside.
Yan Qinglin looked at Yu Xiang, and then looked at Yu Yanchi, who was only slightly better than Yu Xiang, but also in a state of embarrassment.
"I heard from Chu Zheng about the Shoushi City incident," Yan Qinglin said coldly, "Liu Yunhe, the deputy general who attacked Yingqiu, died tragically on the street."
When he heard the word "Chu Zheng", Yu Xiang's face became angry.
"Madam," Yu Yanchi said in a deep voice, "when did Chu Zheng come back?"
"Four days ago."
Yu Yanchi and Chen Zhiwei looked at Yu Xiang.
Yu Xiang's knees "popped" and he knelt down towards Yan Qinglin.
"Madam! Chu Zheng sold me and abandoned me first, abandoning me in the den of tigers and wolves in order to survive. I almost died at the hands of that bitch Ali!" Yu Xiang said, his eyes red.
Yan Qinglin raised his eyebrows, his eyes became sharp, and he looked at Yu Yanchi.
Chu Zheng is the one with the best kung fu among Yu Yanchi.
Before Chu Zheng was punished, Yu Yanchi tried his best to protect her and hoped that Yan Qinglin would spare her life.
Otherwise, Chu Zheng would not just receive a flogging.
But now, Yu Yanchi personally led Yu Xiang in.
"Why," Yan Qinglin said, "even you won't protect her this time."
Yu Yanchi was silent for a while and said slowly: "Perhaps the deaths of Cheng Miaode and Sima Wu in Congxin Mansion were the same as today."
This sentence almost instantly made Yan Qinglin have the intention to kill Chu Zheng.
