Chapter 212 Complaint and Grievance

Zhang Quanli was stunned by Zhou Ning's words, he didn't understand why Zhou Ning pretended to be confused, he was a rough man and couldn't think too much, he couldn't understand it and asked directly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I said, Brother Zhou, what are you pretending to be stupid?" Zhang Quanli blinked his eyes and asked, "You don't know more about what he harmed me than anyone?" You don't know that he hurt me, why did you let me walk on the mountain road? ”

Zhang Quanli seriously confronted Zhou Ning, Zhou Ning smiled indifferently: "Brother Zhang, you think too much, I just think that you came by water, and you can enjoy different scenery when you go back to the mountain road, I just made a suggestion by the way, it is your own idea to take the mountain road." ”

Zhou Ning never mentioned the word Qin Jin, not to mention whether Zhang Quanli could be trusted, it was not a secret that Zhou Ning lived in the Chunfeng Inn, otherwise Zhang Quanli would not have found it so smoothly.

Who knows if the partition wall has six ears? Zhou Ning didn't want to make trouble for himself.

"Hmph." Zhang Quanli couldn't help but be angry when he thought of the past: "Don't say anything else, the painting boat didn't drive far before it had an accident, you know, right?" It's not him who hurts me, what's it? ”

Zhou Ning picked up the teacup and drank a sip of water: "Someone went to the county government to report, or I told him that something happened to the painting boat, and he brought someone over at that time, and there is no way to prove how the painting boat happened, you are so arbitrary and easy to wronged others." ”

Zhang Quanli let out a long 'oh', he seemed to understand a little, Zhou Ning said this because the evidence was insufficient, he was asking himself what other evidence could prove that Qin Jin was the real murderer behind the scenes.

Zhang Quanli groaned for a while, and his heart was here. He clearly knew that the person who attacked the painting boat was Qin Jin, but he couldn't come up with conclusive evidence.

He could come up with evidence that Qin Jin harmed him, but it didn't work. The first thing he did after returning to Beijing was to sue King Yun.

He said that he would kill Qin Jin in everything, so he vomited bitterness in front of King Yun, adding branches and leaves, and how Qin Jin was embarrassed by him along the way.

King Yun not only did not sympathize with him, but accused him of favoring Qin Jin, which made Zhang Quanli extremely annoyed.

Zhou Ning nodded slightly, this is normal. What Zhang Quanli said was all trivial things, and of course King Yun was impatient with his nagging.

No matter how much grievances you have suffered, there is no need to confide in them, you just need to grasp the facts of the other party's crime.

Complaining is much more casual, you just open your mouth and just keep your mouth willful, and the more you say, the more emotional the better.

You can add fuel and vinegar unscrupulously, because the object of complaint is generally a loved one, who has a natural favor for you, such a person does not care who is right and wrong, but feels sorry for your grievances.

Zhang Quanli found the wrong object, he complained badly in front of King Yun, but he complained bitterly. He thought that his emotional performance was in place, but he didn't expect that King Yun would only give him impatience.

It is impossible for King Yun to have deep feelings for Zhang Quanli, he and King Yun can only seriously argue about right and wrong, black is black, and white is white.

Zhang Quanli didn't know so much, he played the emotional card with King Yun, if King Yun hadn't looked at the face of the concubine, he would have almost blasted him out.

Finally endured it until he said that the painting boat was destroyed, which angered King Yun, no wonder Zhang Quanli ran back to the capital so quickly, it turned out that the painting boat was sunk.

King Yun was so angry that his heart trembled, and he asked angrily: "This king has explained your affairs, can you handle it?" ”

The most distressing thing for King Yun is, of course, the painting boat, the things on the painting boat are not worth a dime of the painting boat, but the painting boat is still valuable no matter how expensive it is, and the loss of the painting boat can be made up for with money.

Money is nothing to King Yun, there is nothing else, there is a lot of money, copper coins can pile up a mountain, and it is not an exaggeration to sprinkle gold and silver into a river.

But the reed mat is too important, it's not something that can be had with money. It takes time to weave the reed mat, and King Yun can't let the people in the palace make it by hand.

Zhang Quanli's heart was cold when he heard this, and the others almost killed Qin Jin, but King Yun was not only indifferent but also scolded him.

Speaking of the destruction of the painting boat, all the people on the boat died, only when he escaped because he walked the mountain road, the cloud king was angry, but the reason for the anger was not because he was unhappy, but because he was worried that he had not completed the task assigned by the cloud king.

"There is no shortage of reed mats, and the account books are also on me." Zhang Quanli took all the account books with him when he left the painting boat, how could he leave such an important thing knowing that the painting boat was in danger?

Of course, the reed mat is on the painting boat, but the reed mat is not afraid of water, and it will be fine to dry it up, and the reed mat has no loss.

Zhang Quanli didn't run all the way from the mountain road to the capital, he went to a neighboring county to find an inn to rest, and sent someone out to inquire where the painting boat went.

It doesn't matter if you inquire about it, I heard about the tragic experience of the painting boat, which made Zhang Quanli angry. While scolding Qin Jin for being an inhuman brute, he ran to the county office to find the magistrate.

He ordered someone to salvage the reed mat, and sent someone to hire a car and a boat to transport the reed mat away, so that the reed mat could be on the right track on time.

He found someone to start repairing the painting boat, and the valuable things in the painting boat were also counted, and the losses were naturally a lot, but he had tried his best to minimize the losses.

All these efforts Yun Wang couldn't see, and when he heard that Lu Xi was on the right track after going through some ups and downs, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Speaking of which, Zhang Quanli left more than a day earlier than Qin Jin, but arrived in the capital four days later than Qin Jin. Just because he had to 'take care of the aftermath' for the painting boat, more than 100 people who died were his brothers who he took out, and as a result, they threw their lives into the river and could never follow him back to the capital.

Although Zhang Quanli is a rough man, he is also a flesh-and-blood person, and the resentment in his heart has the potential to soar to the sky. He came back to find King Yun to avenge him, but he didn't expect that King Yun was only worried about Lu Xi, and his life and death and the life and death of his brothers King Yun didn't care at all.

Zhang Quanli knew what a 'chess piece' was for the first time, and he always thought that he was a henchman of King Yun, and to put it mildly, he was a lackey next to King Yun.

Now he knows that this is not the case, he can't even see King Yun's face clearly, what kind of henchmen are he talking about? It's really self-inflicted, and he doesn't even deserve the unruly word of a lackey, he's just a chess piece.

Whether to advance or retreat, to kill or to stay, all depends on the need to decide on chess, and his personal life and death are better than chicken fart. The fluff on the thighs is light.

Whether Qin Jin had harmed him or not, King Yun didn't mean to delve into it at all, and in the end he just comforted him a few words, rewarded him with two hundred taels of silver, and didn't mention anything that shouldn't be mentioned.