MTL - Time is slow-Chapter 767 joint

   Chapter 767 Connectors

Wang's family already has grandchildren, and when he was divorced at his age, he lost all his old face, and his sister-in-law made her son so ugly because of Wang's calculation of the champion, Mrs. Hou. Hugh's sister-in-law, who returned to her parents' house, did not look good.

  Wang was so embarrassed and annoyed that he held his breath in his heart. It didn't take long for him to become depressed, and he went away within ten days.

  For some reason, the saying that whoever offends the champion Mrs. Hou will be bad luck has quietly spread among the ladies and wives of the capital, and almost everyone knows it.

When Mr. Jiang, a fellow from the East Mansion of the Li family, heard about it, he couldn't help laughing three times, and said to his confidant, "Although the third girl in the West Mansion is disgusting, it is a good thing to be able to kill that **** of the Wang family. "

   The confidant echoed: "Yes, now people say that they can't offend the third aunt. Whoever offends will either die or be disabled."

   Mrs Jiang was stunned for a while, thinking of the incident where her granddaughter was impersonated at Dafu Temple, her heart suddenly shivered.

   After all, the fellow is getting old, and after thinking about it all night, he was frightened and sick the next day.

   Qiao Zhao naturally didn't know that the Dongfu fellow's illness was because of her, and he had already started ordering people to clean the Hou's house inside and out, ready to welcome Shao Mingyuan back.

  Newlyweds, this parting is naturally thought of in the bones.

   Just when the champion Hou Ping returned to Beijing after the turmoil in the north, another group of people entered the city in a low-key manner.

   That group of people are tall and big, and they walk in a windy way. If you pay attention to them, you will know that they are definitely not ordinary people.

   The group went to the inn to stay, and a black-faced man frowned and said, "Big brother, let's go to the official surnamed Lan to settle the payment. What if they don't pay the money because they haven't seen the body?"

The man known as "Big Brother" had a face with Chinese characters and a scar between his eyebrows, which made his face look fierce. Hearing the black-faced man say this, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "They dare! That short-lived prince was stabbed and fell into the river. If you go, will there be a way to survive? If you don’t see the corpse, you won’t be given money? Do you think we are those little people, and let them bully them?”

   "That's right, if we don't give them money, we'll let them go." Seeing that the elder brother's attitude was tough, the black-faced man was relieved.

   "Okay, you all keep your spirits up and collect the bills at night!"

  Lan Songquan's study, Lan Songquan was explaining to his confidants: "Those people are all scumbags who go to the rivers and lakes. When the time comes, don't gossip, and quickly give them money to let them go."

   "Sir, don't worry, the bank notes are ready, all of them are as agreed at the beginning, with a maximum denomination of no more than 100 taels, which can be exchanged in the whole country."

"Go, remember not to show your face, and ask a few people to pass by. When the time comes, these people will be silenced or sent away from afar. You can see the arrangement." Lan Songquan sent his confidants away, feeling a lot more relieved, and returned to the living room. Two concubines were called to serve and eat lychees.

  Shui Lingling lychee peeled off the shell, revealing the crystal clear flesh, and the slender beauty picked one up and fed it into the mouth of Lansong Spring.

  Lan Songquan chewed a few times, spit the lychee core directly on the beauty's face, and sneered: "Things that won't serve others, get out and replace them with others!"

   The concubine Hua Rong who was reprimanded turned pale, and repeatedly pleaded for her resignation.

   Another beauty was busy peeling the lychee and removing the core, and feeding it to Lan Songquan's mouth with small mouthfuls of cherries, and Lan Songquan was satisfied to eat it.

   "Captain, someone has come out." The night was dark and windy, and someone outside the Lanshan Mansion said in a low voice.

  The easygoing Shao Zhi winked, and a few people followed quietly. When the three men walked to a remote place in secret, they quickly stopped the three and dragged them to the house they rented earlier.

  Lan Songquan's people are not as good as what they have experienced in the military, and they will all be questioned about where they are handed over, what the secret code is, and so on.

   Shao Zhi and his two subordinates tightly blocked the mouths of the three of them and tied them up, put away a box of silver notes and hurried to the appointed place.

   The place where the two parties agreed to pay the banknotes was a deserted house that was abandoned due to rumors of being haunted. Not to mention at night, ordinary people would make a detour even during the day and day, so they didn’t worry about being accidentally bumped into.

   sneaked into the deserted house, and a guard smiled: "It's really hard for them to find such a place."

   "Okay, don't talk nonsense, it's serious to do what the general arranges." Shao Zhi scolded lowly.

   The two subordinates did not dare to laugh any more, and followed Shao Zhi to the dilapidated main courtyard.

  There is a room in the main courtyard with a dim light. The three of them walked there when a strong wind suddenly hit.

   The three of them resisted and did not avoid them.

   "Stop!" The cold dagger touched the mouth of the three, and a cold shout came.

   Shao Zhi raised his hands, indicating that there were no sharp weapons.

   Soon the other party cleared his throat and asked, "Is the person who came here Erlang God?"

   Shao Zhi replied seriously: "No, I am Zhao Gongming."

   "Go in." After matching the code, the other party put away the dagger.

   Shao Zhi silently felt complacent that he didn't laugh just now, and walked in with his two subordinates.

   There was only one oil lamp lit in the room, and seven or eight men were sitting or standing, crowding the room.

   As soon as the three of them entered, there was silence inside, and the man with the national character sitting in the middle asked, "Have you brought the money?"

   Shao Zhi greeted him with a smile, and then said, "The silver ticket has been prepared long ago, but I didn't bring it this time."

   The black-faced man slammed the table: "What are you doing here without money? Are you serving us a drink?"

   Shao Zhi showed a bit of panic, and forced himself to calm down: "Our adults said that if you live to see people die, you will see corpses. You can't say it well, we will give you the money."

   "Is this not trusting us?"

   "It's not that I can't believe it. It's a rule to pay with one hand and deliver it with the other hand."

   "Your goods fell into the river, how should we deliver it?"

   "That's not our adult problem." Shao Zhi added fuel to the fire.

With a bang, the black-faced man pulled out the knife, pointed at Shao Zhi and scolded, "Stinky boy, I don't think you're going to walk out of this door today!"

   "Don't you want to kill people? We adults are still waiting for us to return to our lives. If we can't wait, I'm afraid you won't even think about leaving the city."

   "You—" The black-faced man raised his knife and wanted to cut.

   The leading man stopped the black-faced man, stared at Shao Zhi and asked coldly, "So, you just don't plan to give the rest of the money?"

   Shao Zhi smiled: "It's the same sentence, you deliver, we'll pay."

   "I killed you guys!"

   "Let them go." The leader said coldly.

   "Let's go." Shao Zhi looked relieved and left quickly with his two subordinates.

   The black-faced man turned even darker with anger: "Brother, they clearly want to default on their debts!"

   The leading man sneered: "Two-faced and three-in-one are those officials who are good at it. Fortunately, we are not soft persimmons. If I want to make Laozi suffer from this dumb loss, he can't even think about it!"

   Ask for a ticket.

   (end of this chapter)