The two names mentioned by Ling Jun made Liu Qingxin feel very familiar.

Yu Li, she has never been to Yanjing, it is no longer possible, and she has anything to do with other people in Depingbo Mansion except Li Su.

This can't be the memory of the original owner of this body, right?

Like, her cheap grandfather, Old Man Shen?

Wrong.

Not the memory of the original owner of this body.

These two names have only recently entered her eyes.

These two ......

The book!

Suddenly, Liu Qingxin remembered the origin of the two names Li Huyue and Li Lan.

These two names appeared on the account book that Gu Luochen snatched back, which recorded a lot of bribery!

"Show me the account books, Lingjun."

"If I'm not mistaken, these two people should have received millions of taels of silver from the head of the Jiangnan camp!"

The snake hits seven inches.

Liu Qingxin already knew this truth when he was a child.

Her teacher once taught her that recognizing people's weaknesses is the most difficult subject to learn well in the thirteen subjects of ancient medicine.

At that time, she had spent a lot of effort in this area, but unfortunately, her talent was limited, and it took three years to catch up, and she only studied for two months before she became proficient in the art of Zhu Youzhi.

Zhang Xu.

If at that time, you were a little less talented and suffered some setbacks on the way to medicine, would you not have gone astray so self-righteously, let me persuade you in every possible way, and refuse to turn back?

Thinking of his little junior brother in his previous life, the stubborn young man who fell off the cliff with him and refused to admit his mistake at the end of his life, Liu Qingxin sighed with some regret.

The world is unpredictable.

Who dares to say that some things that seem to be frustrations, things that seem to be difficult, may not be not, and they are fulfilling a person!

"You remember right."

Ling Jun didn't go to the bedside secret compartment to take the original account book, but from his sleeve, he took out the copy of the account book that Li Su had just sent him, and handed it to Liu Qingxin.

The ink on the account book had not yet dried, so he carefully turned out the page related to Depingbo's Mansion and handed it to Liu Qingxin.

"Be careful, don't get your hands inked."

"Most of the ink in the barracks is coarse ink that has not been refined, and when it is stained on the hands, it will hurt the skin."

It was about Liu Qingxin, and Ling Jun instantly became nagging.

If any of his subordinates were present at this time, they would probably think that the master of his family was stiffened by Li Daitao.

"Three million taels each."

"This Jiangnan camp is in charge, but he is quite good at doing things."

From a long list of Li's names, finding the names Li Huyue and Li Lanqi, Liu Qingxin used his right index finger to lightly click on the numbers written under their names, and roughly added them.

"These two young masters of the Li family are both sons-in-law, but they were not born to one person."

"Come to think of it, in ordinary times, there are quite a bit of open and secret battles."

"His impartial 'filial piety', even if the amount of 'filial piety' given to one of them is stabbed to the other in the future, he will not be excessively troubled."

Liu Qingxin said as he moved his gaze to the chessboard, placing the position of the chess pieces representing Depingbo's Mansion, and Liu frowned slightly.

"According to the law of Da Ming, if you accept a bribe of three million taels, what crime should you be convicted of?"

For ordinary people, three million taels is an unimaginable number.

But for dignitaries, three million taels is just a larger family, two or three years of daily use.

"If anyone holds on to it, he shall be condemned to death."

Ling Jun knew that Liu Qingxin didn't want the two Li family members to die.

He didn't want to.

Dead people, perhaps, will serve as a deterrent to some people at some time.

But if it is "useful", it has to be a living person.

Especially, those who have pinched power in their hands and have enjoyed the despair of being put to death.

"Judging from the time Li Lan accepted bribes, the persecution of General Jiang should have nothing to do with him."

Liu Qingxin used the index finger of his right hand and lightly clicked, a piece in the account book, a record of 1.5 million taels of silver.

"In love, we should let him die to apologize."

After saying this, Liu Qingxin paused slightly, raised his head, and looked at Ling Jun who was sitting opposite him.

"But if it is good for you to accumulate strength in the future, we should spare him his life."

Liu Qingxin does not like to use the "trade-off" way to decide how to do things.

But judging from the chess game that Ling Jun put for her, if they don't weigh things up, they won't be able to break out of the encirclement and gain a firm foothold in Yanjing.

"I remember, when I was recuperating from my injuries, you told me a word."

"That makes a lot of sense."

Ling Jun understood Liu's entanglement.

This kind of entanglement, he also experienced a long time ago.

"Which one?"

During Lingjun's recuperation, she talked to him a lot, and at this time, when she suddenly heard Lingjun talk about it, how could she remember which sentence?

"Life is not only about the present, but also about the future."

Seeing Liu Qingxin looking at himself ignorantly, Ling Jun couldn't help but smile.

These words were originally used by Liu Qingxin to squeeze him when he couldn't get out of bed.

At that time, he was angry and helpless.

But later, in the dead of night, when he thought about this sentence, he suddenly realized the true meaning of it.

People, born in time, always have a lot of helplessness.

If you can't keep a low profile and forbear, you will become the target of everyone, just like before, Lingling regarded him as a thorn in his side, and wanted to kill him thousands of times, but he turned a blind eye to Zhu Lingling, who was also likely to compete with him for the throne.

Although, in the battle with Lingling, he won.

But this victory, which can only be regarded as a disastrous victory, does not make him happy.

He killed nearly a hundred of his subordinates, and also set up two secret posts that cost a lot of money to build.

And Zhu Lingling, a person who has done nothing and lost nothing, is sharing the fruits of victory with him, and what he gets is not less than him.

If he had understood this truth earlier, lived "simply", and secretly accumulated strength, Zhu Lingli might not have died later than now, and his subordinates, who had grown up together since childhood and regarded him as a close relative, would not have died so ......

"You're a quick learner."

With a blank look, Liu Qingxin returned his gaze to the chessboard.

"According to Li Su's temperament, Depingbo Li Ming should also have a copy, the same account book."

Before meeting Ling Jun, Liu Qingxin didn't know how to play chess.

Her master taught her the guqin, because the appropriate sound of the qin can mobilize people's emotions and assist in treatment, and also urged her to practice calligraphy, because practicing calligraphy can make her hands calm and powerful, so that she can grasp the silver needle and knife when she is fine, and also taught her to draw, because painting, can help her record the therapy, for future generations to leave precious information.

Only chess, her master did not teach.

Her master said that there were sages in ancient times, who had realized exquisite medical prescriptions from Go, but the sages who understood exquisite medical prescriptions lost their original intentions as doctors, and indulged in chess competitions all day long, and never became a saint throughout their lives.

She is still young, her heart is unstable, if she goes astray like that sage, she will lose more than she gains, if she has been a doctor for ten years, her treatment will be bottlenecked, and it will not be too late to learn chess.

However, she followed the teacher's training and practiced medicine for ten years, but she encountered a bottleneck, and before she could think about how to deal with it, she fell off the cliff with Zhang Xu, the little junior brother who turned his back on the benevolence of the doctor and did not repent.

Shaking his head vigorously, shaking off the past that suddenly came to his mind, Liu Qingxin continued to focus his attention on the chessboard.

"You know Li Ming better than I do."

"What do you think he would do if he got a copy of this ledger?"

"Make a life."

"Death."

"In his opinion, this is the only way to give me an explanation, or to let him get out of the predicament and no longer be controlled by others."

Ling Jun said as he took out a white piece from the chess basket in front of Liu Qingxin, blocked the last "qi" of a black seed, and then, from the chessboard, picked up the black seed.

"If we let him get what he wants, we will be passive."

"It's like this."

"I have to fall this white seed, otherwise, I will lose everything, and he, who seems to have lost a corner of the force, has revitalized this entire territory."

Looking along the area pointed by Ling Jun, Liu Qingxin saw a stable game, receiving the "Golden Horn" of the military department on the top, the "eyes" of the household department on the bottom, and the "Xinglong" on the left company.

If this game is successful, they will be greatly restricted, and if they want to stretch their fists, they can only end the black chess pieces that symbolize the Qianguo Mansion and the British Mansion, which will cost a lot of money.

"I'm going to ask General Jiang for guilt and explain to him the predicament we are in."

Liu Qingxin took a deep breath and wanted to get up and go out, but before he could get off the ground, he was pressed back to his seat by Ling Jun.

"General Jiang, I'll go and say."

"The chess game is not over yet, and you are in a hurry to leave, isn't it, some people look down on this game of chess, huh?"

Ling Jun's smile was full of evil spirit, but it made Liu Qingxin feel extremely relieved.

"The Northwest Battalion hasn't mentioned it yet, so you ran to apologize to General Jiang, are you going to apologize again after the whole game of chess?"

At the mention of the Northwest Camp, the corners of Ling Jun's lips instinctively overflowed with a light smile.

That's where he grew up.

The years of living in the Northwest Camp were also the happiest and carefree days he has ever had.

The Northwest Battalion is the chess piece he least wants to use.

In other words, the last thing he wants, as the existence of a pawn.

"If you can, I don't want you to fight the Northwest Battalion idea."

"That's your last hole card."

"It's the only place you have left to carry happiness."

Liu shook his head with a smile, stretched out his hand, and stroked Ling Jun's tightly knit brow.

"If you are defeated by Yanjing, let's go to the northwest, ride a horse and listen to the wind, and spend the rest of our lives in peace, okay?"

"Okay."

There was no hesitation.

Ling Jun's voice brought a bit of happiness for the rest of his life.

After all, he can't let go of the Northwest Battalion, and he can't become the kind of person that his imperial grandmother said that "those who achieve great things are not informal".

"The northwest region is vast, and although the products are not rich, they are not, so we can live a hard life."

"Even at that time, Jiang Rubai's desperate refusal to take us in, we can find a mountain col with a water source, and we can live comfortably."

When it comes to the northwest, Ling Jun is excited.

He seemed to have returned to the past, and became the carefree boy who rode a horse next door, slept soundly in the oasis, and bent his bow to shoot the eagle rabbit and earth mouse.

How many grievances have you suffered to force yourself to become what you are now?

Liu Qingxin did not speak.

But in the face of such Lingjun, her heart was like a knife, and she unconsciously turned her eyes red.

The capital is royal honor, but a few people understand that honor needs to be exchanged at such a high price!

"Well, if there really is that day, let's raise a herd of horses and a herd of sheep, watch the morning sun and the clouds at dusk."

Liu smiled lightly and agreed.

She didn't know if her appearance would change history, but she didn't care.

What is history and what does it have to do with her?

All she wants is to hold the hands of one person and have a white head with one person.

He won, and she was heartily happy.

He was defeated, and she accompanied him into exile.

But that's it.

"If you are discouraged, when we are defeated, it will not be too late."

Bowing his head, seeing the endgame in chess, Ling Jun instinctively froze for a moment.

After that, the smile disappeared and he became serious again.

He can't lose.

The emperor has been affectionate since ancient times, at the beginning of the dynasty, which one is not the first to kill dissidents and establish authority in front of others?

If he loses......

Even if there is still the Northwest Army, I am afraid that it is impossible, and there will be Jiang Rubai again!

"I think that if we replace this black spot with a white one, and then let this black black one be isolated, this territory will hopefully be taken under our command."

Seeing that Ling Jun was serious again, Liu Qingxin also put away his reverie and fell his gaze back to the chessboard.

She has small hands, and it is impossible to hold two kinds of chess pieces in her hands at the same time like Ling Jun, so she knelt up straight, stretched out her hand, grabbed a handful of black pieces from Ling Jun's chess basket, and piled them in front of her.

"It's not easy to send a person to the military department as an officer."

"Then Li Ming should not be reluctant, and he will give up such a 'promising' son for nothing."

Liu Qingxin raised his head and looked at Ling Jun as he spoke, "You say, Li Ming is reluctant to exchange a good shop in Yanjing for his son's life?" ”

"The Deping Bo family has a big business."

"Don't talk about one."

"It's three, as long as it's worth it, he's willing to do it."

Ling Jun smiled and stretched out his hand, hooked his right index finger, and gently scratched Liu Qingxin's nose.

"It's good that you, the fox, are in the same nest as me, otherwise, I'm afraid I will have to be sold by you, and I'm still helping you count the money."

He really likes it more and more, his wife.

Before, Qingxian Lao Dao told him that one day, he would meet a woman worthy of his cherishment and protection, and when he did, he would understand that all the bad and all the despair he had experienced before was fulfilling him.

At that time, he was being chased and killed by Lingjiao, and he avoided in a panic, only to feel that what the old Taoist said was ridiculous.

But now that he thinks about it, if it weren't for that chase, he wouldn't have hid in the dilapidated Taoist temple, and he wouldn't have been familiar with Qingxian Lao Dao.

If he hadn't been familiar with Qingxian Lao Dao, he wouldn't have been guided by him to go to the south, supervise the salt business, and find his destined person, and he wouldn't have met Liu Qingxin again.

"There are more things that can be sold for money, and your fox skin is only worth a few taels of silver?"

Liu Qingxin bent down, leaned in front of Ling Jun across the small table, deliberately put on a serious look, and asked him in a low voice, "Husband, let's go together to take the jackals, tigers and leopards to the nest and open a leather shop, okay?" ”