"Brother, please rescue me quickly. They have tortured me and I have lost my skin. I am afraid I will die if I stay here!" Huang Liangping was actually very sober all the time.
Seeing that Huang Liangping had been so excited, the visitor tugged at the corner of his mouth. There was a piece of talisman paper attached to his body. At this time, the talisman paper was smoking. This movement also attracted Huang Liangping's attention.
What is this? !
Huang Liangping didn't understand, but he guessed that the other party could sneak in, or it might have something to do with it.
The man looked back at the smoke and urged: "I don't have much time, and I won't hide it from you. This time I am not here to save you, but to ask you something."
"Your case has been proven. The imperial envoy is very determined. He is now an imperial envoy, which means he represents the emperor's order. Although the governor wants to save you, there is nothing he can do."
"What I can do for you now is really limited. If you need anything, please tell Mr. Huang quickly. Mr. Governor will not ignore it."
The words were very tactful, but I understood immediately. Is there nothing even the Governor can do?
The light in Huang Liangping's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he held his head and said nothing.
It was difficult for him to die, but this man didn't rush him and waited quietly.
"That's it." Huang Liangping was stunned for a long time, and finally woke up. He gritted his teeth and laughed miserably: "The Governor is not to blame for this."
Since all the paper and ink in the study room had been collected, Huang Liangping stabbed directly, tore off the hem of his underwear, bit his fingers, wrote a letter in blood, and handed it to this person with a fierce look in his eyes.
"I have a group of dead soldiers. I originally just asked them to plunder Nantunba. You take the blood letter and go to Wen'an Pawnshop in the city. That is also my shop. They have people there who can contact them and tell them so that they can not only plunder the Nantun Dam, even the river dam was blown up by me!"
"Luo Pei is the imperial envoy to control the river. If something happens, no one can save him. The King of Qi will kill him. This can be regarded as revenge for me!"
Huang Liangping had been an official for a long time and had a profound understanding of human nature. After writing the blood letter, he thought about it again and said: "These people have received great kindness from me, but if I fall and the tree falls and the hozens scatter, will they still be willing to do it?" It’s really hard to say that you have to sacrifice your life for me.”
"I have accumulated a lot of gold and silver over the years. I have three hundred thousand taels inside and outside my shop. I am willing to offer one hundred thousand taels to the King of Qi and one hundred thousand taels to the governor."
"The remaining one hundred thousand taels. The steward has been with me for many years. They are members of my clan. I have a son and a daughter. They are not raised at home. They were all born to concubines and were arranged by the steward to live elsewhere. My wife does not know about these concubines who gave birth to them. I just thought they had died young."
"There are hundreds of people working with me. There is a list in the shop. Thirty thousand taels are divided. Each person can get one or two hundred taels. This is my last explanation to them."
"Give the housekeeper 50,000 taels and let him take care of my two children. When I die, I beg the Governor to take care of them and not to be implicated, let alone let others take away the last bit of my children's income."
"There are still 20,000 taels of silver, 10,000 for you, and 10,000 for those who blow up the river dam. Tell them that they will get the money only after they blow up the river dam."
As for Mingli's wives, concubines, and relatives, Huang Liangping didn't mention it. Once he became a solid case, they would all be implicated and no one could escape.
If he could save his housekeeper and his two children, Huang Liangping would not have lost his blood. He asked the housekeeper to raise his children elsewhere early on, just to prepare for this day.
After all, he has done it more than once to destroy other people's families, so he will naturally worry about others doing the same.
But no matter how loyal the steward is, he may not be able to rely on him once he dies, so he donates money to the King of Qi and the governor.
One hundred thousand taels was a lot, and the King of Qi and the governor were moved.
Moreover, Huang Liangping died for King Qi. Even if King Qi was for the sake of people's hearts, he had to appease him and not let the housekeeper have the opportunity to become an "evil servant"!
These arrangements were watertight, ruthless and accurate. Even this person couldn't help showing surprise when he heard this, and then promised: "Don't worry, I will report your words to the Governor verbatim."
He took Huang Liangping's blood book and read it, nodded secretly, turned around and left.
Watching this man leave and enter the darkness, all the strength seemed to be taken away from his body. Huang Liangping collapsed to the ground again, singing in a low voice: "It is both uneducated and crazy. It has been a dream for more than fifty years." ...This matter is too urgent and too fast. In addition to the imperial envoy, there are other strange things. Who is harming me... It's a pity that I can't go out to investigate... I really hate it..."
"The rain is getting colder." At this time, Su Ziji returned to his residence. He always felt that the wind blowing over him was extremely cold. He quickly entered the courtyard and saw the light in the wing, just like when he left.
He shook his head slightly and went to the room to change his clothes and dry shoes. Then he opened the door and went in. Sure enough, under the candlelight, Ye Buhui and Du Chenglin were sitting silently opposite each other. The chessboard in front of them was already there. It’s the endgame.
Once this chess fanatic gets the upper hand, it's really frustrating.
Su Ziji didn't want to be disturbed, so he found a place to sit aside.
The little fox, curled up in the corner and sleeping soundly, woke up when he entered the door. At this time, his eyes were filled with water, and he yawned slowly.
From where Su Ziji was sitting, he could reach it with his hand. Looking at the fluffy little fox, his hands suddenly felt itchy. He casually caught it in his arms, ran his fingers through the fox's fur, and stroked it gently.
Unlike the initial struggle, the little fox had long been accustomed to being hugged by Su Ziji and Ye Buhui. It was already numb and allowed its hands to move up and down. It stuck out its uvula, yawned, and closed its eyes again.
Du Chenglin stared at the chessboard, seemingly waiting for Ye Buhui to make his move, but in fact he was also paying attention to Su Ziji's movements.
It wasn't until the little fox was picked up and stroked skillfully by Su Ziji that he couldn't help but take a look.
"Looking at it this way, it really looks like an ordinary little fox."
Due to some historical reasons, vixens can practice faster and attain Taoism more easily. Therefore, they are arrogant among the demon clan. They are not as frivolous as is popular among humans. On the contrary, although they have charming appearance and charming temperament, they are not easily fooled. Yan's heart warmed up.
It is simply unimaginable to have a human man hold and caress her like this.
But thinking of Ye Buhui's appearance when he carried it into the house, Du Chenglin had to admit that it was probably because this young couple was different from others that the little fox looked at him differently.
They are indeed different, Su Ziji is very different, and Ye Buhui is not simple either. People may not be able to tell. Under the candlelight, a faint white light shines through, and his skin is better than snow.
"This is the root of wisdom that is deeply hidden, and the inspiration comes naturally."
And they also raised the little fox very well. It can be seen at just one glance that the fur is smooth, the eyes are bright, and the fox is recovering well.
"Sir, please." Ye Buhui thought for a long time and finally said softly.
Du Chenglin retracted his thoughts and returned his attention to the chessboard. He was not merciful this time. He admired Ye Buhui for persisting until now.
After pondering for a moment, Du Chenglin took another shot.
With a solemn look on his pretty face, Ye Buhui frowned slightly and couldn't help wiping the sweat on his forehead and nose.
