Zhu Guangli kept hunching his shoulders and trying to weaken his presence over and over again, but unexpectedly he was still dragged out.
As soon as Zhang Xutang talked about him, he felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake. His back became more and more unable to straighten up, and he didn't know how to answer. He could only imitate Ni Peng and squeeze out a few hoarse and dry laughs.
Voice: "Ha...haha..."
However, before the joke was over, Zhang Xutang glared angrily: "You're laughing your ass off!"
Zhu Guangli quickly closed his mouth and swallowed the rest.
Xie Zhou smiled and said: "Yameni, look at your temper. I'm afraid there are enemies all over the street. How do I know who they are? I heard that there is also a man named Zhang Chong who had a lawsuit with you, but Zhang Chong is unlucky.
After offending Yanei, he died violently."
No matter who heard it, they all felt that Zhang Xutang hired a murderer to take revenge on Zhang Chong, so he died on the street.
However, Zhang Xutang didn't care.
The life and death of others are just passing clouds to him. He has long forgotten who Zhang Chong is. Since Xie Zhou mentioned it, then die well and die wonderfully.
Qin Jie touched the ring on his hand and thought for a moment. Then he grinned and changed the topic: "Zhang Yanei, you must have misunderstood what you just said about being haunted. The prince is the son of a dragon. How dare you be sneaky?"
This is causing trouble."
Zhang Xutang stopped looking at Xie Zhou and said to Qin Jie: "What Qin Xianggong said is, when I was studying at Lushan Academy, I once heard my teacher Lu Hong say that all the strange forces and chaos in the world are nine out of ten.
It’s man-made, and five or six of them are due to money.”
When Qin Jie heard him say that he and Lu Hong had similar views, he nodded happily.
He also thought that there was something in Zhang Xutang's words. If it had been anyone else, he would not have made a quarrel with him. But this was the son of Mr. Zhang, and he was doted on by Concubine Zhang and Mr. Zhang. He could not let Zhang Xutang's words slip away.
On the ground.
"Yai Nei is saying that the ghosts in the palace are also man-made?"
Zhang Xutang smiled and said: "I only remembered this matter after seeing the prince's family background, and made a small guess. After all, it is common for slaves to deceive their masters in the world."
"That's true," Qin Jie nodded, "When I see the prince, I will definitely report it to him."
Zhang Xutang said meaningfully: "The palace of Prince Jin is this haunted garden. I think it may be the money of Prince Jin that is hidden, or it may be the tax money lost on Liang-Guang Road."
As soon as the tax bill on Liangguang Road was mentioned, the eyes of many people present stopped moving. They all stared at Zhang Xutang, their ears stopped listening blindly, and they were all waiting for Qin Jie to say something, and even their sweat dropped.
The tension seeped out bit by bit from behind.
All around was the sound of silver ingots coming out of camphor wood boxes in the silver warehouse, falling to the ground, and rolling back and forth on the ground.
"Bang..."
The sky slowly turned dark, a few clouds covered the sun, and the shadows of the surrounding trees were heavy, covering everyone in it.
"Ding Dong..."
Zhang Xutang whispered: "I heard that this is the sound, it is in the Jinyuan next to the Songshan Mountain in Prince Jin's Mansion."
Qin Jie was so shocked by Zhang Xutang's words that he felt dizzy and had a tinnitus in his ears.
The official silver stolen by the Jiang thieves may be in the Jin Palace!
This made him a little panicked. After all, Prince Jin was a prince and a dragon. If he went to investigate, he would probably get into trouble.
But at the same time he was panicking, his blood was boiling, and he felt that the ladder to his meteoric rise was erected in front of him.
In the silence, Xie Zhou spoke casually: "Zhang Yanei really dares to think that with all the tax money, King Jin can lead dozens of people in his house to rebel?"
The king of Jin has been in power for a long time, and everyone in the world knows it.
Money is useful, but not very useful. Military power is the truly useful thing.
Zhang Xutang laughed arrogantly: "I didn't say that King Jin got the tax money. I just thought that the two lakes were so close to each other, and the palace of King Jin was so spacious and sparsely populated. Maybe the Jiang thieves took advantage of this.
I hid the money in the hole, let's go take a look, and we will also be doing the prince a favor."
After speaking, he clapped his hands: "I remembered, I heard that there is also a monk among the Jiang thieves."
His words were like a beautiful ghost, seducing everyone present to move.
Qin Jie was excited and waved his hand: "Lead the way, let's go and have a look."
"Mr. Qin," Xie Zhou's smile did not reach his eyes, "The prince is not in the palace, and the Jinyuan is in the garden of the prince's back bedroom. How can he trespass?"
Qin Jie's hot blood instantly turned cold.
Although he is ugly and has an inappropriately high spirit, he is similar to Zhu Guangli in one thing: he listens to advice.
The reason why he can sit peacefully in the position of the transshipment messenger is not only because of the help from his family, but also because he can listen to people talking.
However, most of those who serve as officials are arrogant and somewhat headstrong, and few can listen to others' advice.
As soon as Xie Zhou mentioned trespassing, Qin Jie immediately extinguished the fire in his heart to make great achievements.
"Trespassing?" Zhang Xutang said sarcastically, "I think it's the opposite. King Jin is not here, and you are such unscrupulous slaves, under the banner of King Jin, ruining King Jin's reputation. If you really cooperate with the thieves, King Jin will
My reputation will be ruined by you,
Or is it that you, Mr. Xie, have something secret in your mind and don’t dare to let us take a look?”
Xie Zhou nodded: "Yes, I'm a ghost, right? I'm the ghost who eats things inside and out. Zhang Yanei should arrest me quickly."
He said, clenched his fists and thrust them in front of Zhang Xutang: "Come here."
Zhang Xutang snorted coldly and did not answer his words. He obviously knew that if he continued to quarrel with Xie Zhou, he would not get any favor from him.
No one mentioned the money check again, and Zhang Xutang didn't mention it himself either. He just yawned one after another.
This process of checking silver was boring, and Zhang Xutang had no interest in it. After being unable to bear the weight of his eyelids, he looked at Xie Zhou and said, "I can always take a tour of King Jin's garden."
Hou Er nodded, called four chamberlains, and accompanied Zhang Xutang on the recliner, blowing the cold wind all the way, and started touring the garden.
When they arrived in the pine forest, he directed Xiao Wei and Zhang Lin to go to the haunted place without saying a word.
After following Qi Yu for two blocks, he already knew the specific location of Jinyuan.
The waiter's attempts to stop him were ineffective, and he almost made it all the way to the outside of Jinyuan.
Even the color of the door is the same as Qi Yu said.
The only difference is that Song Huiyue is sitting outside the door.
Zhang Xutang's face immediately turned ugly.
Song Huiyue is still the same as before, slender and wearing a lake-blue hydrangea skirt. The scar on her face has only a thin pink flesh left, and it no longer looks scary.
Only his expression was no longer as angry as before when he saw him. Now he was calm, but he looked at him coldly, with a bit of yin and yang.
After seeing Song Huiyue, he went to see Yinxiao, who had almost become a part of Song Huiyue.
Yin Xiao looked at him, his eyes never wavering. He looked like he was made of stone, but Zhang Xutang knew that as long as Song Huiyue gave an order, he would transform from stone to tiger and wolf.
Song Huiyue looked at Zhang Xutang with a smile: "Zhang Yanei, I haven't seen you for a few days, how are you?"
Zhang Xutang was lying in the chair, his whole body tense, and he refused to confront her head-on: "Get out of the way."