Chapter 212: Little Abacus
Lin Yanxian fumbled with his hand for the pattern on the sachet.
"Xiang Xian, come and see, is this pattern very good-looking."
Hearing Lin Yanxian's words, Jiang Siming also stepped forward to distinguish them.
Jiang Siming looked at the sachet in Lin Yanxian's hand and said, "Squire, this sachet is very characteristic of Gui Min." ”
Lin Yanxian smiled and nodded: "I feel the same way." ”
Lin Yanxian passed the sachet back and let the officials behind take a look.
The sachet was passed in the hands of one official after another.
An official has come to a definite conclusion - this sachet must have come from Gui Min.
Have they ever been to Guimin? Of course they haven't been. They hadn't been to Guimin, and of course it wasn't possible. Gui Min characteristic embroidery.
They looked like they were suddenly enlightened, but they were just echoing Lin Yanxian and patting Lin Yanxian's ass.
At the same time, they are also making a stand that they want to crucify this group of people together with Lin Yanxian.
And the officials of Yuzhang County, who colluded with the people of King Wei, were also crucified by them.
A distorted smile appeared on Li Xiang's face, that's right, we are from Guimin County, you should continue to use your imagination and continue to associate it.
At this time, Hou Tong, who was tied up sturdily, was angry, how could he be like this, and his identity could be determined by relying on a sachet? It's ridiculous!
This is the official of the Great Zhou? This is the official under the little emperor? Break right and wrong, Lu Zhou Jiangshan, sooner or later, it will be over!
Li Xiang smiled and smiled, inadvertently catching a glimpse of Hou Tong's angry expression. Suddenly, he felt that he was not so sad anymore.
Hou Tong, a martial artist who has to help others count money even when he is sold, hahaha - it's so interesting.
Until now, presumably Hou Tong has not figured out that he is an abandoned son who was abandoned by King Wei.
He Li Xiang and Hou Tong are both abandoned sons, both abandoned by the King of Wei and even abandoned by the family.
All loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness are things that are extremely hypocritical, and they are all fake!
When it is useful, I am in your hands, on your chessboard, and follow your instructions, and when it is useless, am I going to leave the game as an outcast? No, from now on, I, Li Xiang, will no longer be at your mercy.
The abandoned son also has the energy of the abandoned child. King Wei, I want you to see the energy of the outcast.
Li Xiang's face showed an expression of fear that he had guessed through, and then he begged Lin Yanxian: "Lin Yuanjun, I know a lot, I will tell you everything I know, can you spare my life?" ”
After Hou Tong heard Li Xiang's words, he glared at Li Xiang angrily: "You are a spineless thing, people haven't done anything, it's better for you, but you have to sell everything cleanly." ”
"Those who know the times are just handsome." Reckless, you don't understand anything.
Hou Tong thinks that Li Xiang is a rotten scholar, he is stupid to read, and he doesn't know the truth of waiting for the price to sell?
Only the harder their mouths, the more valuable the information in their mouths.
Now that they haven't been punished, Li Xiang has recruited everything, how can he still sell at the price? What a rotten scholar, pedantic to the extreme!
And the most important thing is that as long as they don't recruit, they can stay alive until Kyoto.
When Hou Tong saw Lin Yanxian's appearance of killing the county commander Tan Jin without hesitation, he knew that this civil official was a ruthless character. What if he killed him if he knew what he wanted? It's not impossible!
If you don't recruit to live longer, recruit to live shorter.
Can something of value be the same as something that has no value?
Ah! Rotten scholars, rotten scholars!
Hou Tong and Li Xiang both scolded each other in their hearts, and they both had their own little calculations. Their little abacus was clanging and well planned.