Chapter 237: The Prime Minister's Cook 52

Half an hour later, Lianxi and someone left and right, solved the bright guards and dark guards on both sides respectively, and entered He Bingcheng's bedroom.

Lianxi stood still, and after seeing him walk back and forth in the room a few times, he groped around the bed for a while, and I don't know where it moved, and the side wall suddenly recessed, and there was an account book inside.

She blinked, feeling that he was too skilled in business, and she didn't want to deal with him, but she couldn't help but speak: "Why are you looking for it so quickly?" ”

The Prime Minister sneered: "These people don't know how to use their brains, and they always hide things in these places. ”

"So you, do you do this kind of thing often?" The ripples are unbelievable.

The dignified Prime Minister turned out to be a snitch who stole chickens and dogs?

"Heh," the clear laughter was good, but it was also very inflated, "why do you think those officials are so afraid of the original appearance, and they still want to kill the original appearance?" ”

That's a very easy question to answer.

Lian Xi blurted out, especially sincere, "The slave feels that even if the adult doesn't do anything and doesn't say anything, as long as he goes to that station, it will be very hateful." ”

"Flowers," the Prime Minister paused when he opened the closet door, "Do you want to sleep in the closet?" ”

Ripple heard the gentle and lingering call, and her eyelids jumped, oh, by the way, Fukai Bing loves to listen to hypocritical lies.

She immediately changed her voice, "The slave means that the appearance of the adult is very jealous, so why are those officials afraid and afraid of the adult?" ”

The Prime Minister glanced at the uncaring little cook with a smile, and continued to move.

However, after a stick of incense, he took out two ledgers one after another from the mezzanine of his clothes and the mezzanine of the storage box.

He shook the evidence in his hand and replied, "Because, the prime minister has these little braids of theirs in his hands." ”

Ripple is speechless, very good, this thing is really a snitch who steals chickens and dogs!

"How can Huahua thank Benxiang, why don't you continue to use this here to beat Benxiang?" The sound of laughter rang in my ears.

Like a gentleman's man, there is no sense of disobedience at all when he acts hooligan, and his slender fingers touch the woman's slightly swollen lips and abdomen, rolling back and forth.

Ripple looked blank, slapped his restless paws hard, grabbed the account book, and opened it to check.

There was a hint of murder in his calm tone, "Don't take an inch." ”

"What a murderer." The Prime Minister lowered his eyes and looked at the red mark on the back of his hand, and sighed lightly: "After using it, I will turn my face and deny it." ”

"......" She wasn't forced by this shameless goods, and this goods was embarrassed to pretend to be innocent?

The ripples of the power of the flood almost broke out, but I endured it, and in the current situation, there are more important things to do.

Although these ledgers are not complete, it can be guessed that the people did suffer from drought all year round, did not receive help, and eventually rebelled.

The Thorn History Mansion is heavily guarded, and it is obviously not good to leave with a few old, weak, sick and disabled, even if he leaves, Baicheng is He Bingcheng's territory, and it will be very troublesome to be hunted down.

Lianxi thought about it and directly tied up He Bingcheng.

So, the three old, weak, sick and disabled looked at He Bingcheng, who was thrown on the ground and tied up with flowers, dumbfounded.

"Hmm......" He Bingcheng was hurt by the fall, and he wanted to speak but was gagged by rags.

Ripple's eyes were fierce, "If you quarrel again, I'll ruin you!" ”

The lid of the cup slashed through He Bingcheng's indescribable parts, fell to the ground and shattered, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to make a sound again.

The four male compatriots present were cold, and the three old, weak, sick and disabled looked at the prime minister with a calm face, and their eyes showed sympathy.

After calming down, several people analyzed the current situation, and Mr. Meng proposed: "I think that in order to pacify the rebels, you can find Wang Erniu first." ”。

He wanted to continue, but was interrupted by a gloomy voice, "Wang Erniu? Brother Erniu? ”