Volume 1, The Wind Rises at the End of Qingping Chapter 185 Natural allies

"Third master, please here, everything has been arranged......

East Prison.

Liu Heizi, who had been promoted to the new guard here, personally led the way in front, and the group braved the howling north wind at night and walked all the way to the entrance of the dungeon.

"Hmm."

Li Chunlai seemed to nod calmly, but in his heart, there was an unstoppable mess.

In front of me, I can't help but think of Shan'er closing her eyes in pain, and her long eyelashes trembling and trembling......

But in the end, he, Li Sanye, still failed to be as brave and diligent as a real hero.

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After being suppressed by heavy shackles, he retreated......

The core point here is not external pressure, he Li Sanye is really not afraid of Lao Shizi's external pressure, but ...... Li Chunlai didn't want to deceive Shan'er......

Especially when she left at the end, Shan'er cried and hugged herself and asked herself not to leave, Li Chunlai felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

If he can have a choice, he doesn't want to live up to Shan'er, who has been a childhood sweetheart since he was a child.

It's a pity.

That sentence could have been easily spoken, but Li Chunlai couldn't say it......

He didn't want to achieve his goal through deception at this time, but then ruined Shan'er's future and made her hate herself for the rest of her life......

"Third Master."

"The third master is so ......"

At this time, he was about to reach the entrance of the dungeon, and the officials and jailers on duty on both sides saluted Li Chunlai one after another.

It just so happened that a cold north wind swept by, which made Li Chunlai sober up a lot all of a sudden, and he was busy trying to stabilize himself, smiling and greeting everyone one by one.

At this time, nearly half of the bandit prisoners and their families on the side of the East Prison had been disposed of, and the space was suddenly a lot more spacious.

Although in terms of manpower, it is still a little stretched, most of it is much stronger than before, and that kind of control is also stronger.

Of course, the silver harvest is also very expensive.

However, in addition to the less than 10% of the silver left by Li Chunlai to maintain the operation of the East Prison, the rest of the more than 3,000 taels of silver have been issued to Gonggong Ding.

Everyone in the world thinks that he Li San'er and Ding Gonggong Tie are his Li San'er who is clever and fateful, and there is green smoke in the ancestral tomb.

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Only Li Chunlai, who is in the bureau, understands that this so-called 'iron' is fucking fed with silver and life.

If he, Li San'er, can't create value for Gonggong Ding and help him solve some problems that are difficult to solve, will Gong Ding be so affectionate to him Li San'er?

Dreaming.

Entering the dungeon, the sound of the wind was isolated, and it was a lot quieter all of a sudden, and the greetings of the 'three masters' immediately sounded around again.

Li Chunlai had basically calmed down at this time, greeted everyone with a smile one by one, and strode inside.

Things have come to such an extent that it's useless to think too much.

Even if Shan'er really hated because of this, and eventually caused Yang Deshan to break with him, Li Chunlai had no complaints.

Who let this matter be his Li Sanye not authentic first?

However, this is obviously not very likely.

Whether it is Shan'er or Yang Deshan, they are both smart people, how could they destroy the Great Wall?

During this time, most of the prisoners dealt with in Dongda Prison were male bandits, and they had been sold a lot.

Li Chun didn't bother to investigate the details of these prisoners at this time, so he simply glanced at the general situation, and came directly to the door of the white-haired old man's cell.

Liu Heizi hurriedly stepped forward and carefully opened the door of the cell.

The white-haired old man was sleeping, and when he saw Li Chunlai actually coming over at this time, he couldn't help but open one eye slightly and squint at Li Chunlai.

Li Chunlai smiled, waved his hand to signal everyone to step down and take duty, personally took the tray of wine and food in Chen Liuzi's hand, and carefully placed it not far in front of the old man, but he did not speak.

"Boom."

The white-haired old man smiled wickedly: "Little third son, the sun came out in the west today." You are a busy man, how can you have time to see the old man? Or, do you have nothing to do, and you are either a traitor or a thief? ”

Li Chunlai had already adapted to the white-haired old man's temperament at this time, so he would not be angry with him, so he helped him fill the wine glass with his own hands, poured himself a full glass, and then picked up the wine glass and touched it with him, ignoring him and drinking it all by himself.

Only then did he smile and say: "Old man, who my third son is, others don't know, you still don't know." I ask you for something. ”

As he spoke, watching the white-haired old man triumphantly bring the wine glass to his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to tease himself, Li Chunlai accurately mended the knife and said, "Old man, I will ask you about someone." Qingzhou Jinyi Wei Qianhu Liu Zhenbang, have you heard of it? ”

"Huh?"

The white-haired old man, who was still calm and breezy, couldn't stop changing his complexion, and his body was suddenly abruptly acute, staring at Li Chunlai directly.

Seeing his appearance, Li Chunlai became more and more confident, and said with a smile: "Old man, there is nothing else." Liu Zhenbang, a dog mongrel, may have lived too steadily over the years, and has been making trouble for me recently, I am very unhappy and decided to kill him! I don't know, old man, are you interested? ”

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Seeing Li Chunlai say such a thing lightly, the white-haired old man couldn't sit still anymore, he slapped the wine glass in the tray with a 'snap', and he didn't care about the cheap wine in his hand.

stared at Li Chunlai and scolded: "Little third son, you little king and eight lambs, you inquire about the old man?!" ”

"Huh."

Li Chunlai smiled: "Old man, if you think it's an inquiry, then it's an inquiry." You always know my Li San'er's temperament. If people don't offend me, I don't offend anyone. If someone offends me and refuses to change his ways, then what else can he do except for the situation of not dying, you and me? ”

Saying that, Li Chunlai looked at his old eye sockets with a smile and said: "Old man, although there are all kinds of things about you in the market, I Li San'er don't dare to discuss it, but if there is no Liu Zhenbang, the dog's offal to eat inside and out, that father-in-law of his own family, I'm afraid he will not be your opponent, right?" ”

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The white-haired old man stared at Li Chunlai's eyes, and his old eyes were about to burst out, but he pursed his lips tightly and didn't say a word.

It was as if it was about to explode.

Li Chunlai was not afraid, and said with a confident smile: "Old man, people say that there are fewer than a thousand cups of wine for a confidant, and there is no speculation in more than half a sentence. I won't say much if it's superfluous. If you believe me, old man, then let's talk a few words. If you can't trust me, that's okay, we're still the same as before! However, no matter who is in front of you, it is the Wanli Emperor, this Liu Zhenbang, and I, Li San'er, have also done it! ”

"Bold thief, don't slap your mouth yet!"

The white-haired old man suddenly stood up violently, and was about to pounce on Li Chunlai with a fierce struggle.

"Huh."

Li Chunlai didn't move at all, and his eyelids didn't even blink.

Obviously, the white-haired old man couldn't really come over and tear Li Chunlai, and his dry eagle claw-like hand stopped when he was about to hang on Li Chunlai's face.

Suddenly, he sat down in the darkness under the lamp next to him with a strange smile, and didn't say anything, just laughed non-stop.

Li Chunlai was not in a hurry, he drank wine and ate food slowly, and did not pay much attention to the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man laughed for a while, and when he saw that Li Chunlai was still like this, he couldn't help sighing deeply and scolded in a low voice:

"Little third son, little third son, the old man has long known that you are bold, but he never thought that your courage would be so big! You even dare to slander the emperor, aren't you really afraid of being raided and exterminated?! ”

In the end, the feeling of suppressed and gloomy sharpness really turned into a ghost.

Li Chunlai smiled: "Old man, I don't like to hear what you say, my Li San'er was born as a person of my Ming Dynasty, and death was my Ming ghost!" How could you do such a rebellious thing as slandering the emperor?!

But, old man, you also understand that although the emperor is sage, there are many treacherous villains around him.

If someone deliberately deceives the emperor's hearing, let the loyal ministers be wronged, and the people will be miserable!

Although I, Li San'er, am not talented, I am also willing to make my shallow voice! If it doesn't work, even if the lights go out, if the party that can be changed is clear, then what's the matter? ”

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The white-haired old man was momentarily shocked by Li Chunlai's words.

It was really shocking.

He knew before that Li Chunlai was clever, not only had a good brain, but also reacted quickly enough, but how did he think of it......

Li Chunlai is here, not only has a talent far beyond ordinary people, but at such an age, he has already understood many things so thoroughly......

This......

Even though Liu Zhenbang, the general manager of Qingzhou Jinyi Weiqian, is a hereditary official, he is somewhat deep-rooted in Qingzhou, including in the north and south of Zhili, and even in Beijing.

But as the old saying goes, 'If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves worrying.'" ’

Especially this clever thief like Xiao Li San'er in front of him......

If he had helped, Liu Zhenbang had really been found by this little Li San'er, what kind of trick would it be......

The white-haired old man's chest and abdomen couldn't stop boiling!

The reason why he was like a rat and lingered until this time, what was he trying to do, and what was he insisting on?

Isn't it just for the sake of the enemy, even if he dies, there will be someone to accompany him?

In the past few years, he has inspected many people, but which one can be as good as the little Li San'er in front of him?

"Whew."

After a while, the white-haired old man let out a deep breath and said, "You little third son, you are a good boy." It's a pity that the old man is old and his brain can't keep up, even if he has the heart, I'm afraid he can't help you, at most he can only help you come up with a crooked idea. ”

Li Chun looked at the white-haired old man's dejected face, and there was something unpleasant in his heart.

What is reality?

That's the reality!

The winner, the prince, the loser!

If you win, it's easy to say anything, and it's a small thing to always be at the core.

But if you lose......

In addition, the appearance of the white-haired old man at this time also made Li Chunlai feel more vigilant.

Let's fight snakes.

Either you don't fight, and since you decide to shoot, you must be killed, and you will be completely out of the flesh. Wipe it out physically!

Otherwise, it will leave such a hidden danger at this time.

"Old man, what do you say?"

Li Chunlai slowly stabilized his breathing and looked into the old eyes of the white-haired old man.

"Huh."

The white-haired old man couldn't help but smile: "Little third son, you already have an abacus in your heart, so why do you need to pretend with the old man anymore?" This thing is definitely difficult to say, it is easy to say, I am afraid it is not so complicated. This kind of thing, you kid should understand it very well, that is, Liu Zhenbang has a very solid foundation and has been operating in Qingzhou for several years, but this Qingzhou City is my Qingzhou City of the Ming Dynasty, how can he be ironclad?! ”