Chapter 61: You beg me!

At the moment, Xinlingjun is crazy about gold, not to mention 100,000 gold, it is also a great joy to be able to get 350,000 gold, which can solve his current predicament. And his treasures have been sold almost, there is nothing to sell, the only thing that can be sold for money is the right to host the material ceremony, and Qin Yiren is very interested in this, and he can really sell it at a good price with strange goods.

Xin Lingjun's idea was very good, however, after he saw Qin Yiren, he realized how stupid his idea was, not only could he not get gold, but he became even more passive.

"The stranger has seen Xinling-kun." Qin Yiren's first encounter was not called Xinlingjun's name, but used an honorific title.

"I've seen Inhuman Childe." Xinlingjun was secretly proud, you finally saluted me, you are showing favor to me, and I will slaughter you severely.

However, what Qin Yiren said next made him almost run away, only to hear Qin Yiren laugh and say, "I haven't seen you for many days, Xinling Jun has a good complexion, and this day must be very good." ”

Looking at Qin Yiren's face full of smiles, it was so annoying, Xin Lingjun couldn't wait to give him a few punches.

Obviously, you are calculating this son, so that this son is selling treasures, this son is cornered by you, life is sad, very sad, the fart is very good, the fart is good.

However, Xin Lingjun had to squeeze out a smile, and said with a smile: "The inhuman son has won the award, the award." I don't know what the important thing is for the Inhuman Son to come today? ”

He was extremely reluctant to get along with Qin Yiren, and he wished to kill Qin Yiren, drive him away, go straight to the point, and go straight to the point.

"Xinlingjun, with the friendship between the two of us, the friendship is deep, can't this son come to see his friends, catch up with the old days, drink wine, and watch singing and dancing?" Qin Yiren was familiar with himself, grabbed Xinlingjun's hand, made affection tightly, and patted the back of Xinlingjun's hand, as if they were lifelong friends who had not met for decades.

Who the fuck has a relationship with you? Who the fuck has a deep friendship with you? Xin Lingjun wanted to spit on Qin Yiren's face.

I only have hatred with you, only hatred, but I have no friendship, let alone deep friendship.

If you want to say that there is a deep hatred, it is absolute, great!

"Inhuman son, it's really unfortunate that you came, Wuji has something important, you are in a hurry to go out, and you will talk about it another day." Xin Lingjun is urging Qin Yiren to talk about things and get down to business in disguise.

"That's great!" However, Qin Yiren slapped his palms and applauded loudly: "It just so happens that my son has nothing to do today, so I will visit with Xinlingjun, how about it?" Don't worry, I'll invite you to a feast today. ”

Patting his chest, banging, looking like a big bag.

It's really a piece of shit, I can't kick it, it's quite stinky, Xin Lingjun had no choice but to say it himself: "Inhuman son, what you said last time, I thought about it again and again, since Inhuman son is so sincere, how can I not be a beauty?" ”

"Xinling-kun, you are such a good person." Qin Yiren nodded heavily, with a look of joy on his face.

"Tiger Wolf Qin Ren, what can you do this? My son must knock you a sum of money. Xin Lingjun saw it in his eyes and was proud in his heart.

Hou Ying saw it in his eyes, and he was very happy, and the gold finally had been settled.

However, Qin Yiren changed his words and said with a smile: "Last time I discussed gambling skills with Mao Gong and Xue Gong about the Wine Sutra, I was very interested, like drunken wine, come, two masters, let's continue to discuss." ”

Qin Yiren knew a lot of gambling skills and wine scriptures, and Mao Gong Xue Gong had endless aftertastes, and he wanted to talk to Qin Yiren again, and he wanted to deal with this matter, but he saw that Xin Lingjun's face was not good, so he had to keep silent.

This is a question to answer the horse, Xin Lingjun was very depressed, so he had to make his words more clear: "Yiren son, it's not about this, it's about the material ceremony." ”

"Pick-up ceremony?" Qin Yiren looked like he suddenly realized, patted the back of Xin Lingjun's hand, smiled very happily, and congratulated Xin Lingjun: "Congratulations to Xin Lingjun, congratulations to Xin Lingjun!" In the hundred years of the Warring States Period, there has not been a person like Xinlingjun for the sake of the world's scholars, and held a ceremony to hold a ceremony of cutting materials, since then, Xinlingjun's reputation has spread all over the world and has been praised by the people of the world. Inhumans don't dare not congratulate! ”

Xin Lingjun was looking forward to Qin Yiren saying that he was going to hold it, however, Qin Yiren congratulated him, without the slightest intention of taking over, and Xin Lingjun's heart sank.

He is short of gold now, and he doesn't even have the money to support his customers, how can he have money to hold a ceremony of picking materials? If he doesn't hand it over, and he can't hold it, he will definitely become a laughing stock, and the world will laugh at him, and laugh at him for not being able to do anything. In this way, his reputation will plummet, and the doorman will leave him, and without the doorman, without fame, he is not a fart.

It is imperative to hand over the material ceremony, if you can extort a large sum of money from Qin Yiren, it will be the best of both worlds.

And Qin Yiren didn't have the intention of taking over, which made him unsure whether Qin Yiren was interested or not.

"Inhuman son, I mean, if you intend to do good deeds for the world's scholars, I will fulfill you and entrust you with this burden." Xin Lingjun had to pick his words more clearly.

Qin Yiren shook his hands wildly: "What do I want to do here?" I don't ask for fame, I work hard and thankless, I don't do it, I never do it. ”

Qin people do not seek fame, only truth, only real deeds, Qin Yiren This is the big truth.

Xinlingjun heard it in his ears, shocked in his heart, if Qin Yiren didn't take over, he would hold a hot potato in his hand, which would make him ruined, and he hurriedly said: "The son of Yiren doesn't know, if you hold this ceremony, you will be famous all over the world, and even King Qin will pay attention to you." With the sage of the son of a stranger, and then the king of Qin favors him, great events can be expected. ”

Without a name, it is difficult for Qin Yiren to ascend to the throne of King Qin, which is exactly what Qin Yiren is pursuing at the moment. Xin Lingjun is a shrewd person, he can see clearly, and his words are to the point.

"What's the big deal? It's just self-deception. Wang Baxiong turned his head empty, rather than this, it is better to eat, drink, have fun, and be free. Qin Yiren looked like he was lacking in interest, without the slightest interest.

Xin Lingjun's eyes widened, and he looked at Qin Yiren again and again, and saw that Qin Yiren was serious and abnormal, without the slightest fake, he was very surprised, and secretly wondered if he was wrong? Qin Yiren really doesn't want to be the king of Qin? If this is the case, how can the canon be handed over?

"Inhuman son, if you have a good reputation, the throne of King Qin can be expected." Xinlingjun had to pick out the words clearly, and no longer used the word "big event" to be vague.

"What's so good about being the King of Qin? Scold you Shandong Liuguo? Curse? Scolding King Qin for his early death and cursing King Qin for dying under random arrows? Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it! Qin Yiren flatly refused.

"Don't dare, don't dare, how dare we have the slightest disrespect for King Qin! Inhuman son, don't think about it. Xin Lingjun was taken aback, if this was true, he would be in great trouble.

Looking at the six countries of Shandong, which one does not scold King Qin? Which one doesn't curse King Qin for not dying well? However, no one dared to admit it, so they could only scold behind their backs.

"Xinling-kun, you're worried about the material ceremony, aren't you?" Qin Yiren took advantage of enough, and saw that the heat was almost over, and then said: "For the sake of our good friendship, I can reluctantly solve this matter for you." ”

"You're still too young to hold your breath." Xinlingjun was secretly proud, ready to knock Qin Yiren a large sum of gold.

However, I saw Qin Yiren's eyes shining brightly, looking directly at Xin Lingjun, and said with a split in the corner of his mouth: "You have to beg me, and this son will solve the crisis for you." You beg me! ”.