Chapter 137: One Throw

Gu Bainiang sat at the table, with a pen and paper in front of her, but at this time she closed her eyes tightly, and the dusty memories in her mind slowly opened, this time she did not have a trace of resentment, but gratitude, grateful that she had experienced all this, and had a heart-wrenching experience, at this time, it seemed that it was incomparably precious, with an excited mood, carefully replaying all the memories.

After a long, long time, she opened her eyes, picked up the pen, held her sleeve with one hand, and slowly wrote, the small letter of the fly's head changed from less to more, and the writing speed also changed from slow to fast, and the paper quickly piled up, and the thick pile of paper in front of her eyes wrote what she had seen and heard in her life, from the days of Emperor Longqing to the three meals a day she had eaten in Shen Mansion.

Although she was an ordinary boudoir woman to be married at this time in that life, she had also experienced things that no one had ever experienced now, and in a way, she could be called a prophet.

Of course, in that life, because there was no such person as King Wenjun, naturally there was no memory of him, but this is not important, the important thing is that she does know something that King Wenjun does not know, and this is enough.

"You people, you only recognize interests, as long as you don't care about your own interests, personnel don't matter, then I will talk to you about interests, only let you realize that you and your brother are tied to a rope, can you be tempted....."

"Mother and brother, I have lost once, I have also died once, although death is terrible, but if it is really death, there is no fear, since fate has to return to death, then at least we can't die very badly....."

"These important ministers and royal families, status and power are extremely important in their hearts, only by poking their pain, they will look at you squarely..."

"King Wenjun, if you are like me, and you also changed your life against the sky, then you are more concerned about your future fate, and you also know the power of fate....."

"Even if you are not a person who has come back from the dead like me, that status and power is also a great thing for you, if you know that all this will be taken away, I see how you can sit ...... steadily"

The candlelight illuminated the room red, and in this early spring night, it was extraordinarily warm, but Gu Bainiang's eyes flashed with cold light.

All the information about this time of year in that life came out of the depths of memory, the pressure of fate, the threat of death, and the dilemma of no way out, exerting her abilities to the limit.

She never knew that she remembered so many things, and among the information that came in a lot of information, she carefully sifted through it and selected the capital that could be used to gamble on it.

With the writing of each piece of paper, the ink ran out again and again, and she had to pick up the ink strips again and again to grind the ink again.

"A noble person like him, cold in his heart, cautious in his actions, my trip is really empty and absurd, if there is a mistake in the word, not only can I not save my brother, but I am afraid that I will not escape death....."

Gu Bainiang's hand stopped, but eventually continued to grind again.

Since they are all dead, my brother died because of righteousness, and I died because of my relatives, and it is also death, which is completely different from the nest in the previous life, although fate can keep their results unchanged, but the process is not controllable.

"From this aspect, you...."Gu Bainiang picked up the pen and pointed towards the void, as if facing the cold face of fate, "You are not the ..... who can dominate everything"

She laughed loudly, and the sound spread outside the house, which woke up Ah Si, who was asleep at this time, but found that there was a quiet night all around, except for the bright lights in the young lady's room, which reflected the figure of the desk.

Rubbing her sour arm, Gu Banniang threw all the papers in front of her into the brazier, and the room was suddenly filled with smoke, pushing open the window, letting the night breeze clean the room, and the white fish belly was already faintly exposed in the east.

Whether it is dead or alive depends on this throw.

Closing the window, Gu Bainiang picked up the pen again, skewered the words she had thought of in her mind, lowered her head and wrote a line on a blank piece of paper.

When the morning light finally penetrated the room, a carriage staggered west from the front door of the building.

In the palace of Wenjun Wang, a team of guards is being handed over, and the surrounding area is inaccessible, deserted and killed.

The sound of horse-drawn carriages from far and near is particularly noticeable in the early morning.

"People?" The guards shouted in unison.

"Master Jun, I am the King of Baohetang, and I have come to deliver medicine to the pharmacy." Wang Yizhang hurriedly got out of the car and respectfully took out a post with a vermilion cover.

"It's Mr. Wang." The guard obviously recognized him, but he still took the post, carefully read the date endorsement on it, and then waved his hand and handed it to the porter by a small soldier.

A short time later, a man dressed as an attendant came out, smiling habitually.

"The old gentleman is here, please come here." He said, gesturing to the corner door.

The guards let him go, Wang Yizhang got into the carriage, and the moment he entered the door, he couldn't help but reach out and press the cuffs, where a thin letter felt as heavy as a boulder.

After finishing the business, Wang Yizhang looked for an opportunity to invite the chamberlain beside King Wenjun.

"Why are you here again?" When the chamberlain saw him, his face was very ugly, and he took out a silver ticket from his sleeve and stuffed it into the king.

This silver ticket was stuffed to him by Wang Yizhang, and when he saw that he actually stuffed it back, Wang Yizhang's heart was like a mirror.

It seems that the chamberlain really handed in the words that day, and the attitude of King Wenjun was just as he and Gu Bainiang guessed, and he didn't see it.

Of course, it was not because he was afraid that he would not dare to collect the money, but because he was afraid of the attitude of King Wenjun......

It seems that King Wenjun really didn't mean to see Gu Banniang.....

Wang Yizhang hesitated for a moment, not knowing if there was still a need to hand over the letter in his hand, such nobles had already clearly expressed their refusal, if they begged again, they were afraid that it would backfire, and it would be even more beneficial to Gu Hai......

"Master Huang, the county king's meal is ready, you can send it over..."

A little waiter said outside, interrupting the conversation between the two, Huang waiter was like a relief, and hurriedly told Wang Yizhang to go back quickly, and he personally took the tray in the hand of the little waiter and went inward.

The fragrance wafted past Wang Yizhang's side, and he immediately recognized that this was not food at all, but medicine.

"Oh, it's not good...", he suddenly clapped his hands, startling the little chamberlain who was about to lead him out.

"What's wrong with the shopkeeper? But falling?" The little chamberlain has a lot of benefits from Wang Yizhang every day, and he likes this God of Wealth very much, and his attitude is also very good, so he immediately asked with concern.

"The mountain ginseng sent in last time was a little inappropriate, I specially sent some new ones this time, and I forgot to tell Master Huang, don't .....use it first." Wang Yizhang said.

The little chamberlain was taken aback, "Oh, why didn't you say it earlier, it's already used ......"

As he spoke, he turned around and ran back, "Quick, quick, go tell Master Huang ....."

Wang Yizhang naturally followed him.

Wenjun Wangfu is a new old house, the garden pool, the pavilion and the water pavilion are simple and simple, exquisite and surplus, it is pleasing to the eye, but the people who live here are not necessarily in a good mood, if they can, I believe that the county king is more willing to live with the other three county kings in a few small palaces outside the queen mother's bedroom.

Huang Neishou walked in the corridor of the lake with a tray in his hand, looked at the lake pavilion with layers of curtains hanging in front of him, and once again straightened his clothes.

He was about to open his mouth to ask for instructions, when he heard the sound of footsteps behind him.

"Master Huang, Master Huang....", the voice that was deliberately lowered but wanted him to hear sounded.

The curtain couldn't block the sound at all, Huang Neishou couldn't help but be angry, and turned around to reprimand this unruly boy, but when he saw Wang Yizhang coming over tremblingly, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

"You, you...."He couldn't help but stammer, and he didn't care about the rules, walked a few steps, grabbed Wang Yizhang's wrist, and whispered in his ear, "Don't you come nonsense.....

"Master Huang, that's the case, I'm here to tell you that the ginseng I sent last time is not in good condition, if you use it, use the ...... I sent this time first" Wang Yizhang didn't seem to understand him and said hurriedly.

Huang Neishou couldn't say whether to breathe a sigh of relief or a sigh of relief.

"You....you....you dare to send it if you are not in good condition...."He had to say indignantly, looking at the tray in his hand, and felt that it was neither advance nor retreat.

A gust of wind blew and lifted the curtain into waves.

"Things?" A cool voice came from behind the curtain.

Huang Nei hurriedly bowed down and wanted to answer.

Wang Yizhang had already rushed to kneel, "King Baohetang has disturbed the county king."

Huang Nei's servant spirit naturally immediately understood Wang Yizhang's purpose, and couldn't help glaring at him hatefully, and motioned to him with his eyes not to talk nonsense.

The voice behind the curtain was silent for a moment.

"Wang Yizhang, for your Baohetang, you are really open-minded...."The voice came unhurriedly, but with the sharpness of the cold wind, it lifted off the disguise on the people outside the curtain.

"Please forgive the king!" Wang Yizhang immediately prostrate on the ground and said.

It is hard to say that I am surprised in my heart, but I feel that there is nothing to be surprised about, this young county king is obviously not easy to fool, for such people who are at the peak of the power of the Great Zhou, there is only information in this world that they don't want, and there is no information that they can't want, not to mention, Gu Bainiang is still the leader in the line.

"In that case, I'll help you and fulfill you, so that people can't afford to repay your favor in this life, how about it?" The voice in the curtain seemed to have a hint of laughter, but it was full of cold laughter.

Only when you die, can people not be able to repay the favor for the rest of their lives......

For a county king, it is very simple to let a merchant die.

The sweat on Wang Yizhang's forehead immediately fell.

Huang Neishou on the side glared at him even more, should, repeatedly remind you not to say don't say, you don't listen, now it's okay, put yourself in, right?

"Untouchables Xie Junwang ....." Wang Yizhang gritted his teeth and said, took out the letter in his sleeve, and held it high.

There was a soft laughter in the curtain, which sounded to the ears of people like Wang Yizhang, and this laughter was a little weak.

The laughter quickly fell silent, and then silence, and just when Wang Yizhang's nervous legs trembled slightly, the king of the county finally spoke again.

"Bring it in."

This voice was like a heavenly sound, Wang Yizhang only felt relieved, and almost collapsed on the ground, Gu Bainiang said, as long as Wenjun Wang is willing to accept the letter, everything will be fine.

But if Wang Yizhang knew that it was written, he promised that even if he died, he would never hand the letter over, and soon he understood this, and before he could let go of his breath, a cry suddenly sounded in the curtain.

"Bold!"

With a bang, the curtain was pulled open, and a furious aura poured out.

Wang Yizhang was stunned to see that the elegant hall was already in disarray, the quaint low table was overturned, the exquisite tea set was shattered to the ground, and a young man wearing a purple and gold crown and a vermilion robe stood with his hands in his hands, and his midnight-like eyes looked at Wang Yizhang.

"What a bold man, come and arrest the Hunan daughter of the Jiankang Gu family!" He said in a deep voice.

Catch? Isn't that please? Even if it's not please, then it's okay, right? It turned out to be a catch!

What's going on?

A piece of tissue paper floated in front of Wang Yizhang with the wind, he lowered his head, and only then did he take a look, and his eyes were dark and he fainted.

“…… In June of the seventh year of the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, the king of Wenjun did not ....."

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I didn't check, I was told if there was a typo, and I changed it tomorrow night.....

I've been out for six days, fortunately there is an Internet, but I can only write every night, so the next week, the update will be very late, please don't wait, come and see it the next day.

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