Zhen Anhou wants to kill his wife and children?

Han Jiang racked his brains and couldn't figure out this truth.

Qian Kuan picked someone and brought it to Han Jiang to take a look, then sent the four of them out and walked in front of Han Jiang: "Xiao Langjun, there is one more thing, the old man was not surnamed Li, but surnamed Li." It was under the command of the three generals, who were fleeing south at that time, and once the holy decree was written incorrectly, and Li was written as Li, and Hou Ye was surnamed Li, and I don't know if this is useful to Xiao Langjun. ”

The three generals mentioned by Qian Kuan are Liu Guangshi, who was later known as the four generals of Zhongxing.

Han Jiang asked, "Why are you telling me this?" ”

Qian Kuan replied very directly: "The person who licks the blood with the knife head is trying to have a good time." Xiao Langjun has an appetite. ”

"What about that?"

"The heart is ruthless enough, generous enough, and bold enough. Xiao Dou dared to guess, Xiao Langjun is afraid that his surname is not Han. ”

Han Jiang laughed: "I guessed half right, my surname is really Han, but it has nothing to do with Han Fu before." ”

"Xiao Langjun is bright, what is there to fight for wealth and wealth, just give orders."

"Well said, well said."

"The little one quits." Qian Kuan, no matter what he used to call him, now he has chosen a new name for himself, and he is called Qian Kuan.

Han Jiang leaned back in the chair and patted his face gently.

From Qian Kuan's words, the most amazing thing is that Zhen Anhou asked people to kill his two sons before he died, which was too evil. What's even more evil is that Li Xing's uncle's family killed him to take the family property does not exist at all, this news is completely misled, and everyone is false.

There is also a Han family that has not been found at all, and Liu Rui, the younger brother of the famous general Liu Qi, is involved.

Han Jiang suddenly felt that his IQ was not enough.

But it's not difficult, if you see this Liu Rui, you may be able to know the answer.

However, Han Jiang was a little afraid.

What if Liu Rui wants to kill himself?

Han Jiang didn't know how long he sat on the chair, Han Si came in three times, and he didn't dare to disturb when he saw Han Jiang thinking, so he retreated silently.

The fourth time Han Si entered the room, it was already half an hour later.

"Shaojun, there is something important."

"Speak."

"Gong Qian instructed Brother Jiang to write poems with Mei as the title."

"Don't write." Han Jiang refused without directly.

Write poems, don't be funny, don't say you can't write at your own level, even if you write it, it can make people spray to death.

Han Si persuaded again: "Shaojun, it is inappropriate to refuse this matter." ”

Han Jiang was helpless: "I'm not good at poetry. ”

Han Si persuaded for the third time: "Shaojun, please think twice." ”

Han Jiang slapped the table heavily: "Han Si, I'm really not good at poetry, and now I have a mess in my heart, and I can't calm down to make up a poem." ”

Han Si sighed slightly and was about to withdraw. Han Jiang said: "I know, you are right to persuade me, the prince of the Qian family asked me to write poetry, this is to give me a chance, but I am really not good at poetry." I'm going to be a little confused, don't say I can't calm down, even if I calm down, I don't know how to compose poetry. ”

Han Si said: "Shaojun, even if you can't compose poetry, you have to write a letter of apology. ”

Han Jiang nodded: "You are right, your persuasion is reasonable, help me prepare pen and ink." ”

"Yes."

Han Si's words are right, Qian Jingyi personally asked Han Jiang to write a poem about Mei, even if he can't write, he must have an attitude, he can't be a simple sentence, I won't, even if he confesses.

After the pen and ink were ready, Han Jiang originally wanted to write a letter with apologies, after all, he really didn't know how to write poetry, and it was this kind of directional proposition, if he wrote an essay about Mei, it was still a little possible for him to calm down.

I can't write this poem yet.

When he picked up the pen, Han Jiang thought of a song.

The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

After I finished writing it, it didn't seem right, should this be in front of it, or in the back, what is it?

After thinking for a while, Han Jiang patted his forehead lightly: "Well, there is another sentence in front." Han Jiang added another sentence: If you have land, you don't plough the warehouse, and if you don't read books, your children and grandchildren are foolish.

Han Si watched from the side: "Shaojun, good sentence." ”

"Yes, there's more." Han Jiang wrote again: The young man does not work hard, and the boss is sad. After writing it this time, Han Si shook his head: "Shaojun, it's not a good match, and the last sentence is a sentence of a long song."

Han Jiang rewrote the first four sentences: "Can this be a difference?" ”

Han Si replied in the affirmative: "Yes." ”

Han Jiang breathed a sigh of relief: "This is copied from someone else, but don't worry, no one will investigate that I didn't write it." This is very long, it seems that there is, I think of another sentence: There is a road in the book mountain, and there is no end to the hard work of learning the sea, but six sentences don't seem right, but I can't make up eight sentences. ”

"Shaojun, these two sentences are the sentences of our ancestor Chang Libo."

Han Jiang smiled awkwardly, and quickly changed the subject: "Han Si, ask Cai to help me tell my lady who hasn't passed the door, I want five Ding deeds from the Qian family, one of them is called Qian Kuan, and she will take care of the rest." To report to the government is to accept the displaced people and convert the people. ”

"Yes."

Han Si retreated.

Outside the door, Qian Kuan had been standing here, waiting for Han Si to leave and enter after getting permission. When he entered the house, he gave a salute first: "Qian Kuandai brothers thanked Xiaolang Jun for rewarding." ”

"No thanks, I, Han Jiang, like fair trade, and Tong Su is not bullied."

Qian Kuan hugged his fists and saluted: "Xiao Langjun said that he laughed, what have I done for Xiao Langjun yet?" ”

"Pay upfront."

Qian Kuan thought for a while and asked: "Xiao Dou dared to ask, it wasn't that I eavesdropped on it just now, but Xiao Langjun's voice is a bit loud, Xiao Langjun doesn't like poetry, so Xiao Langjun likes to be an official, or something else?" The little one doesn't mean anything else to ask, since he has been rewarded by Xiao Langjun, he wants to do something for Xiao Langjun? ”

"I like money."

"Xiao Langjun is poor in money, and the little one doesn't believe it."

Han Jiang took a few steps forward and looked at Qian Kuan's eyes: "If you have a family of 10,000 yuan and 10,000 acres of fertile land, you can live a rich and prosperous life, and there are groups of wives and concubines." If I have a family of ten million, I must keep one side safe, and ensure that those who live with me have at least food and clothing. ”

Qian Kuan asked: "The little one hasn't read any books, but I still want to ask, what if I have a lot of money?" ”

"Ten thousand guan is too little, you can't do anything, it's about the same as ten million guan."

Qian Kuan is a rough man, seeing Han Jiang's kind speech, he was purely curious, and asked again: "What about Wan Wanguan?" ”

Han Jiang smiled: "You are really serious." ”

Qian Kuan smiled embarrassedly: "Let Xiao Langjun laugh, rough man, if Xiao Langjun doesn't like it, Xiao Langjun won't talk more next time." ”

Han Jiang shook his head: "It's okay, thousands of dollars are hundreds of millions of dollars, the treasury income of the Great Song Dynasty is at least 10,000 years, this amount is a bit too much, you say you have so much money, what can you do?" ”

Qian Kuan scratched his head, he didn't have a concept of his head, how much was this.

Han Jiang smiled: "Buy two leg of mutton, eat one and throw one." Buy two cans of wine, drink one and throw one can? ”