Yang Yanguang glanced at Duan Mingyu playfully: "According to the old man's experience in the rivers and lakes for many years, this Seven Monkeys will definitely not give up."

Duan Mingyu rolled his eyes, is this still up to you? Lao Tzu could think of it with his knees: "Lao Xu, how is this good, with our three melons and two dates, it is not enough for people to have a dish?"

Xu Zuye nodded: "Junior Brother Duan's consciousness is still quite high, I believe that this Zhang Seven Monkeys will not be willing to calm things down, if he insists on being aggressive, what will you do?"

Duan Mingyu said: "The soldiers will block, and the water will cover it!"

Xu Zuye said: "Where are your soldiers?" And how to hide this monstrous flood? ”

Duan Mingyu's head was spinning, pacing in the room several times, Duan Mingyu said with great determination: "Brother Xu, don't be impatient, junior brother thinks that in the face of the powerful Zhang Qihou and the powerful Yangwei dart game, we can't rely on ourselves alone, we have to rely on external forces."

Xu Zuye nodded and said, "Yes, we can't beat it!"

I'm dizzy, Lao Xu, why do you talk about the wind and cold? Lao Tzu finally got arrogant again, you don't have to be so frank.

Duan Mingyu glanced at him and said: "If what the eldest brother said is the truth, this Lord Cheng Zhiyuan is a good official, we might as well get close to Cheng Zhiyuan first, after all, this is the only person in Bianliang City who can screw the Yang Wei dart game!"

"Yes, but we have never had a friendship with Cheng Tingshi, and people may not necessarily see us when they see us." Xu Zuye is still doing the work of extinguishing Duan Mingyu's passion little by little.

Fortunately, I know, Duan Mingyu sighed as if he had put down a boulder in his heart.

"It's not talented, I have a little friendship with Lord Cheng, not to mention that as the saying goes, money can make grinding ghosts, as long as we show enough sincerity, I believe Lord Cheng Zhiyuan will become a loud signboard for us." Duan Mingyu patted his chest and said.

Yang Yanguang said: "But how can a clean official accept bribes?"

Duan Mingyu said: "Who said that I was going to bribe, to be honest, the more clean the officials, the more they lack money, but people have backbone, although our bribery will not work, but if we can help Lord Thorn Shi a little favor, as long as Lord Cheng owes us a favor, I believe that Lord Thorn Shi will also give us a little moral protection without violating the law, with the signboard of Thorn Shi, presumably the Yang Wei Dart Bureau will also be a little jealous."

Yang Yanguang said: "With the name of the assassin history, it can indeed deter some young people, but this is only a temporary measure."

Duan Mingyu said: "Huang Chao has just been defeated and retreated to Shandong, but I believe that the defeat along the way will bring a lot of homeless people, and when the time comes, we only need to recruit some to act as a nurse, and I believe that we will be able to deal with the Yangwei Dart Bureau."

Yang Yanguang laughed: "Although the gap with the Yangwei Dart Bureau is still very far, but this has wirelessly shortened the disproportionate situation between the two, Duan Little Brother is resourceful, I believe that you will definitely not be a thing in the pool one day."

Duan Mingyu said: "Where, where, a little trick, you can't get into the eyes of the old man."

Duan Mingyu looked at the sunset that was about to set, night was approaching, life was like this, Lao Tzu wanted to eat with a mouthful of food, but he didn't let me be steady. I'm forced too! I have heard that when a person steps into the same river repeatedly, both the river and the person are already different. I don't know how the long river of history will be different in this world!

Duan Mingyu changed his tone and asked, "When dealing with officials, silver is indispensable, Brother Xu, how much silver do we have in this account?" ”

Duan Mingyu has always been a character who counts money until his hands cramp and sleeps until he wakes up naturally, and he really hasn't counted his net worth well. But in the end, there is still too much money to provoke the pot, Duan Mingyu comforted himself.

Xu Zuye said: "A total of two thousand three hundred and sixty-seven two hundred and seventy-two texts. ”

"So much?" Duan Mingyu asked in surprise.

Xu Zuye glanced at Duan Mingyu with disdain: "Isn't it quite fun for you stinky boy to count money on weekdays?" Why don't you even know your own property! ”

Duan Mingyu's old face flushed, scratched the back of his head, and smiled embarrassedly: "Hehe, I have a few moods, that's all, that's all." ”

After speaking, Duan Mingyu's face turned straight: "Brother Xu, tomorrow I will go to see Master Cheng together." This matter is related to whether we can still stand on Bianliang in the future, and we must make full investment. ”

Xu Zuye wiped the sweat on his forehead: "What? What do you say? I'm going too? If it doesn't work, I won't go to kill me, I'm so eloquent, I can't say a word for a long time, and I can't afford to annoy Lord Assassin. ”

Duan Mingyu glanced at Xu Zuye with all his thoughts, and smiled on the surface: "Old Xu, you can clearly recognize your own mistakes, very good, very good, in the future, you must look up to me, learn more, and strive to be a good young man who is useful to the society and the country, oh, no, it is a good middle-aged." Xu Zuye replied again and again, surprisingly did not quarrel with Duan Mingyu.

Duan Mingyu felt very puzzled, the distinction in Xu Zuye's eyes just now was clearly a blandness, and there was no trace of worry at all.

Could it be that Lao Xu and that Cheng Zhiyuan have something to do with it, forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it, Ming'er Laozi just broke into the tiger's den in Longtan alone, this Lao Xu is really not righteous enough. Alas, the wind of the world is going down, the wind of the world is going down!

The sun is shining tonight, and it will be cloudy and sunny tonight.

According to the plan, Duan Mingyu had to visit Cheng Zhi's remote assassination early in the morning, Duan Mingyu sighed: "I hope these two Cheng Assassins with clean sleeves are really good officials."

In previous memories, Cheng Zhiyuan and Duan Mingyu were indeed friends, but there were many kinds of friends, including friends of wine and meat, gentlemen, cloth and clothes, and necks......

Duan Mingyu and Cheng Zhiyuan, one is a history of stabbing for officials who are honest and honest, wise and brave; One is the champion who is only eight buckets high and has bad luck.

Duan Mingyu let out a long sigh, although I, Duan someone, have never missed a battle for more than ten years, but in the face of this famous Cheng Thorn History, I am not sure at all.

When I came to the courtyard, I saw that Yang Yanguang, the old man, had already gotten up and was dancing with a sword.

Duan Mingyu applauded vigorously: "Good sword (cheap), good sword (cheap), Mr. Yang is really good at practicing sword (cheap)!"

Yang Yanguang glanced back at Duan Mingyu, and saw that he was dressed in white, and he really had a bit of the taste of a Jiangnan genius: "Little Brother Duan praised it falsely, although the old man's swordsmanship is good, it is only used to strengthen the body, and the power is not strong."

Duan Mingyu said: "The old gentleman is wrong, the ultimate purpose of practicing martial arts is to strengthen the body, but in today's world, the young people have gone astray, and they have done bad things, robbed homes and houses, and done all kinds of evil, I think it is also because Wude has not kept up with the progress of martial arts." Hehe, don't look at Lao Tzu who can't practice cheaply, it's a set of things.

Yang Yanguang seemed to have suddenly realized, and bowed deeply to Duan Mingyu: "Brother Duan is really a good opinion, and the old man is deeply admired."