"I ......"

Thinking about it carefully, this is indeed the case, not to mention that being impatient will only do bad things, and it will not help at all, so Zhou Zitong had to retreat silently.

Zong Jiyuan turned around and smiled at Diao Sanlang, and then looked at Wang Sanxiang,

"Great, with this note, things are much easier, come on, show it to me."

"This ...... Good ......"

With a weak face and hesitation, Wang Sanxiang handed over the note he had said.

deliberately gave him a smile, Zong Jiyuan took it lightly with his right hand, took the folding fan from his waist with his left hand, and fanned it leisurely, while unfolding the note, and looked at it carefully.

As a result, everyone, including those who had come to make trouble, fell silent, just waiting to hear what the little master would say after seeing it.

And Zong Jiyuan looked at this so-called note, and his heart was even more numerous. I saw that it was very simple to write that on a certain day of a certain month, due to gambling debts, I owed Wang Sanxiang a hundred taels of silver, and the signature of the payment was Wang Sanxiang on one side and "Zhou Ziyi" on the other, and the funny thing is that the signatures of both parties turned out to be the same pen style, and at a glance it was from the same person's hand, and the date on it was a year ago.

It's obviously a forgery—

Sneered again, Zong Jiyuan raised his head and looked at Wang Sanwei and said,

"I said Wang Sanzi, your gambling is a hundred taels of silver, is there such a gambling method in our Liaodong County?"

"Huh?"

Wang Sanxiang was stunned and said,

"No, we didn't just gamble once, there were many times before and after, and he owed me so much ...... in total."

"Oh,"

Zong Jiyuan smiled slightly,

"You and Uncle Zhou have gambled together so many times, then they must be very familiar with each other, right?"

"Of course, otherwise, how could he make him owe me so much money!"

Wang Sanxiang is not without pride.

Zong Jiyuan pursed his lips and nodded,

"Yes, but to lose so much money, Uncle Zhou's luck is really bad. By the way, what's his name? ”

"Call, call......"

Wang Sanxiang was so stumped by this sudden question that he couldn't answer for a long time.

Zong Jiyuan smiled secretly in his heart when he saw it, and said,

"Ah, what? You're all so familiar that you don't even know his name? ”

"I ......"

After a long period of hesitation, the three kings suddenly revealed his domineering nature, the way,

"Anyway, if you have money to win together, whatever you call him!"

This inconsistent and loopy rhetoric, at this time, anyone can hear that this guy is lying, and the villagers who are watching the excitement outside the door are talking a lot, and those who have been there before who say that the uncle of the Zhou family is not have also changed their tone at this time.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zong Jiyuan smiled and closed the folding fan.

"yes, so the last question, the date on this note is obviously a year ago, why didn't you come to collect the debt until today?"

"That's because, today I heard that he died, and I was worried that this debt would not be collected after a long time, so I rushed to urge him!"

Wang Sanxiang continued to be arrogant,

"I said, master, do you see clearly?! If you see it clearly, give it back to me. ”

"Why?"

Zong Jiyuan asked with a surprised expression,

"Is there only one such note? Don't have any other backups? ”

"Of course not!"

Wang Sanxiang said impatiently,

"A year ago, this surnamed Zhou only wrote such a ......"

"Good!"

Before the other party finished speaking, he was already interrupted by Zong Jiyuan, because he needed to listen to what he said in person, and at this time, he had already said it all from Wang Sanxiang's mouth.

Holding the fan in his left hand, Zong Jiyuan handed back the "note" with his right hand, and said at the same time,

"Wang Sanxiang, this note was written a year ago, and there is only this one, right?"

"That's right, that's right."

Thinking only of getting back the piece of paper worth one hundred taels of silver, Wang San nodded his head again and again without thinking, and stretched out his hand to take the "note".

However, just as he held it in his hand as if it were a treasure, he suddenly felt a numb elbow, and suddenly, the little half of his arm shook unobediently, and the "note" was taken off his hand.

At this time, Zong Jiyuan unfolded the folding fan again, and with a light fan, the paper that fell from Wang Sanyan's hand rose to the wind, and fell directly into the basin of water that the servant had called for him just now to wash his hands.

Now the guy was really in a hurry, and crawled to the basin, reached out and fished the paper out of it, shook it vigorously, and hoped to dry it and continue to earn money for him.

It's just that an unexpected scene happened, in front of everyone's eyes, the handwriting on the piece of paper seemed to have evaporated, and began to disappear gradually, and in the blink of an eye, the "note" in Wang San's hand became nothing more than a blank piece of paper.

"Huh?! Word too! Where's the word on it! ”

While screaming like madness and throwing the white paper back into the basin, Wang Sanxiang stared at Zong Jiyuan with blood-red eyes.

Zong Jiyuan's eyes became unusually cold,

"This note fell out of your hand, and it also fell into the water from your hand, why did you question this master? How unreasonable! ”

"But, where did that word go......

Wang Sanxiang is still struggling with this.

But it's no wonder that he was in a hurry, he finally seized such an opportunity to blackmail the Zhou family, and he could only use it once, but he watched the piece of paper that was the only basis become a piece of waste paper, with his tendon brain, how could he not be in a hurry?

Just when he wanted to make trouble again, the guy next to him who had been reminding him reached out and grabbed Wang Sanxiang.

"Stop arguing!"

"Huh? I ......"

It seemed that Wang Sanyi was still a little afraid of this person, hesitated for a moment, and then closed his mouth.

This person looked at Zong Jiyuan, and said with a smile,

"Are you the master of the county government?"

"yes,"

Zong Jiyuan also stared at him and replied lightly,

"And it's also the county lord."

"Oh, it turned out to be the Lord Bo, the Lord ......"

The man nodded slightly, rolled his eyes,

"May I ask your Excellency's surname?"

"Zong Ji Yuan,"

There was nothing to hide, Zong Jiyuan calmly said,

"I wonder who your Excellency is like Wang San?"

"We're just friends,"

As if he wanted to get rid of something, the man quickly shook his hand and said,

"I'm just here with him today to do me a favor. But now that Lord Bo has made things clear, it seems that the villain has nothing to help him......"