Officer An was so hurt by Zhang Shisan that his face turned as red as pig blood, but he couldn't get angry, so he had to remain silent for a while.
Zhang Shisan thought for a moment, and then said worriedly: "Sir, Yang Xu has a wide network of friends and has many friends; he is a wealthy gentry in Qingzhou, in charge of affairs in the palace, and has many servants; many people in Prince Qi's palace also know him, even Qi Qi
Wang also met him. If he was asked to be Yang Wenxuan's substitute, it would not be difficult to show up on some occasion and say a few words. However, if a beggar were to replace a rich man like Yang Wenxuan, it would take up to half a year.
, a year or even more, I’m afraid that this servant girl will not be the real wife in the end.”
Inspector Feng sighed: "Even if you didn't mention it, how could I not know that there are other ways we can go? A dead horse is a living horse, so you have to give it a try. Thirteenth Lang,
If you talk to the adults about distance and distance, I am not as good as you. If the adults investigate, they may give you a little leniency, and we..., we all have parents, wives and children, but if there is a glimmer of life, we always don’t want to let it go, everyone.
Let's work together, and I hope Thirteenth Lang will remember the brotherhood between you and me and lend a helping hand."
Zhang Shisan showed a slight hesitation. Feng Jianxiao leaned close to his ear and whispered: "The real Yang Wenxuan is dead. If this person can really replace him, he will be a puppet in our hands. By then, the Yang family will
The Wan Guan family property..."
Zhang Shisan's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but nodded, and responded in a low voice: "Even if Thirteen is favored by the superiors, he will not be able to escape punishment if he fails. You and I should be in the same boat, but Thirteen can just follow your orders."
Feng Jianxiao said happily: "That's good. Thirteenth Lang has been by Yang Xu's side all day long. He knows his temperament, manners, hobbies, and social interactions very well. How can we make this person transform into Yang Xu? This
The person who can turn iron into gold is none other than Thirteen Lang."
Speaking of this, Inspector Feng glanced at the naive "Buddha" and frowned slightly. If their power hadn't been declining in recent years and they were seriously short of manpower, they would never have sent such a stupid person to such a big event.
When this guy came, he was useless and turned into a burden. Feng Jianxiao said uneasily: "An Litong, this matter concerns our family and life. If Thirteenth Lang needs it, you should fully cooperate, especially
You need to be strict with your mouth and don't reveal anything to anyone, remember?"
Officer An nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice: "I understand the humble position, I understand the humble position."
Zhang Shisan's eyes flashed and he said in a low voice: "Sir, apart from you and me, there is one person who knows the truth."
Of course Feng Jianxiao knew who he was talking about. He was silent for a moment and said calmly: "Then let her die!"
After hearing this, Officer An swallowed nervously and started wiping his sweat again...
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In a room in the inner courtyard of the hotel, the girl listening to the fragrance was sitting huddled on the edge of the kang, her body was stiff and she didn't dare to move. There was Yang Wenxuan's body in the kang, and she didn't dare to move her body. Last night, the man was still a romantic
The suave and gentle man rowed on the water, played the flute in the lotus, fished under the willows, and fell in love with her under the starry sky and moonlight...
She had only been bought back by the young master less than half a month ago. She thought she would be depended on for life, but who knew...
Tingxiang didn't think about going to report to the official, she was afraid. She always remembered what Zhang Shisan said firmly in her heart. From childhood to adulthood, she only learned how to please men, and knew nothing else. She also
She has never thought about running away, she is just a weak woman. She doesn't understand why she wants to run away, and she doesn't know where she can go after running away. Her life is like a delicate vine, which cannot be separated from the tree of men.
Of course she didn't understand why Zhang Shisan concealed the news of his master's assassination and secretly brought her to this small shop outside the city. It seemed that he was very familiar with the store here. She just guessed..., maybe Shisan
Sanlang was worried that with the death of Young Master Yang, his status as a companion would not be guaranteed. The person in charge of the Yang Mansion had always been Steward Xiao. Thirteenth Lang and Steward Xiao had always been at odds with each other. His only reliance was on himself.
Rely on——Yang Wenxuan.
So... Thirteenth Lang hid the news, maybe because he wanted to take a fortune and go away to a foreign country. Then the reason why he stayed behind became clear. Tingxiang knew how beautiful she was and how attractive she was to men.
So, I will be Thirteenth Prince’s woman from now on?
Thirteenth Prince is naturally not as suave and elegant as Mr. Yang, nor does he have the wealth and reputation of a scholar, but... But if he is willing to treat me well, it seems to be a good choice... I am just a concubine.
, the young master is dead, even if I don’t go to jail because of this lawsuit, the only outcome is to be resold, who knows who will lose it at that time.
Just as he was thinking wildly, the door creaked open, Ting Xiang shuddered, and then he saw clearly that the person who came in was Zhang Shisan.
"Thirteenth Master..." Tingxiang quickly moved to the ground and called out timidly, with a somewhat flattering tone.
"Um!"
Zhang Shisan nodded and looked carefully at the woman in front of him. She had long hair, wrists like lotus roots, eyebrows like distant mountains, and eyes like paint. The sunlight filtered in through the window paper and reflected on her body. Her figure was graceful.
Her skin is like jade, she is really a rare beauty, especially her pitiful, gentle and submissive look, which makes people want to protect her.
She is at the age of a flower. Who is the one who protects the flower?
Zhang Shisan smiled and said very gently: "Don't worry, I have already thought of a perfect way. Let's go to the store to have something to eat, and I will explain it to you in detail."
"Yes!" Tingxiang responded carefully. When Zhang Shisan said this, she was even more sure of her judgment. She couldn't help but calm down for a moment. She lifted up her skirt and followed Zhang Shisan gently, as docilely as she could.
When behind the young master.
As soon as she left the room, a breeze picked up and lifted her black hair.
Only then did Tingxiang realize that she still looked disheveled. This appearance was not beautiful. She slowed down her pace and gently pulled up her hair. She hoped to dress herself up as beautifully as possible for her man to see.
It is pleasing to the eye.
She wants to please another man so quickly, not because she is ruthless to Mr. Yang, she just knows very well that she is not worthy of a relationship, and no one wants to have a relationship with her. All the man wants is her body. The so-called love, love
, it is just a luxury wish for a person of her status. She only has this enchanting body and a beautiful face. She gives men happiness and obtains the right to survive from men, that's all.
Zhang Shisan felt her pace slow down, stopped and looked back, and saw her raising her hands to twist her hair, so he smiled at her, her smile warm and gentle. Tingxiang felt betrayed when he saw her actions.
He saw through his own intentions and couldn't help but feel a little shy, so he lowered his head gently, but the movement of pulling his hair accelerated.
Men usually have little patience, and a good woman should not make men wait for her. This is what her mother in the yard has told her since she was a child.
However, the moment she lowered her head, Zhang Shisan's eyes suddenly changed, becoming as cold-blooded and cruel as the eyes of a snake.
Tingxiang, who bowed her head shyly, didn't see it, so what if she did? Her life has never been in her own hands.
Zhang Shisan stepped in front of Tingxiang and suddenly grabbed her hair that she had just pulled up. There was a large water tank under the eaves, and Zhang Shisan pressed the strand of black hair in his hand into the water tank...
"Ah!" It was just a short scream, and Tingxiang's head was buried in the water.
"Why?"
Tingxiang was filled with confusion and panic. She wanted to scream, she wanted to beg for mercy, she wanted to ask for details, but she had no chance to say a word. As long as she opened her mouth, water would pour into her mouth.
There was never a strange expression on Zhang Shisan's face. His cold and plain eyes were just looking at the life struggling in his hands. Water splashed on his face, but he remained motionless and held on to his hands.
Ting Xiang's hair's hand became harder and harder, pushing harder under the water.
After a long time, Tingxiang finally stopped struggling and lay softly on the mouth of the tank, motionless.
Zhang Shisan slowly let go of his hand, Tingxiang's slender waist was half-folded at the mouth of the tank, and her upper body completely fell into the tank, with her head and face buried in the water. Occasionally, a few bubbles would come up, and the water was covered with her jet-black hair.
The hair is like a flourishing waterweed...
As beautiful as a spring flower, people are as humble as grass.
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The beggar returned to the Dragon King Temple where he temporarily stayed, hung the fish he caught in the shade, and sat slumped on a pile of weeds. The sun shone through the hole on the roof of the temple, illuminating his ragged face.
The clothes. Looking around, the temple door was half-down, the statues were naked, and cobwebs were everywhere. This was his place today. With a gentle sigh, he lay down on his back with his arms as pillows...
His name is Xia Xun. He didn't originally belong to this world. That summer a year ago, to be precise, it should be a summer more than nine hundred years later, he was still a carefree police academy student.
That day, the police found him and hoped that he could work as an undercover agent for the police. The police had caught a drug dealer, and the drug dealer had just contacted a group of southerners through an intermediary. The other party agreed to help him get a batch of goods. The two parties had not met yet.
During the meeting, they only learned some information about each other through an intermediary, so the police wanted to find someone with similar body shape, appearance, and age to impersonate the drug dealer so that he could be dirty and get away with it.
He agreed!
The police academy does not guarantee assignments. If this undercover mission is completed successfully, he will successfully become a real policeman. This is a dreamed-for opportunity for a person with no family background. For this operation, he read a lot of
He also went to prison to learn from the arrested drug dealers their conversations, slang, and their living habits. The police also hired a hypnotist to teach him "self-hypnosis" and asked him to "brainwash" himself.
Accept the role of drug dealer you are about to play from the bottom of your heart. Everything is ready, the southern drug dealer is coming.