Forty-one There are people who are iron-clad
In the Xiaoqing Building, the four beauties all sat around a mahogany carved Eight Immortals table on the second floor, listening to Wei Changpan's words confided in Liu Quan, which was really Gao Ya's inner henchman who was frightened by his own poison, and confided all the relevant things he knew about this illustrious general seed brother.
The exquisite purple sand pottery tea set that should have been visited on the table of the Eight Immortals was removed, and was replaced by a dazzling array of more than a dozen kinds of medicines in bottles and cans, as well as some strange shaped fine iron sharp weapons, a few of which had a faint green light on them, which were obviously fed with poison, and Yue Qingqing, who was not short-sighted, only recognized one or two. As for the medicine, I can only barely distinguish the difference between poison and wound medicine, and I don't know anything about the rest.
However, Cen Linwan, who usually only knows how to hold a scroll in his hand, unexpectedly recognized the role of most of the drugs and appliances, such as the bamboo pole-shaped spray can, which can shoot out the gold juice venom more than three feet, and the slender and narrow short blade of the knife body is a vicious knife used to cut meat and remove bones. In addition, it is some scattered things, one of the tooth cards is actually a military attache in the army is qualified to hang, the quality is not low, rare animal bone material, look at its seal carving pattern, is the Dayao border army from the seven military attache undoubtedly.
Listening to Cen Linwan's eloquent words, Wei Changpan couldn't help but be puzzled by the fact that Liu Quanquan's courage as a military attache was so small.
At first, Cui Xiaoshan, who didn't feel the danger in it, figured out the taste, but fortunately, Yue Qingqing was uncertain before he went to visit, even if Xiaopan didn't lose his life, the end would not be good.
However, how to deal with this Liu Quan now has become a big problem, and he previously revealed to Wei Changpan that if he can't return to the temporary station in Gao Yanei for half a decade, then the dozens of horsemen who seem to have gone away will kill back the horse pistol, and then it will be far less easy to talk than this time.
It's just that the combat power of those dozens of cavalry is far less exaggerated than Wei Changpan expected, like the cavalry who defeated Qian Erye before is actually only this one, and there is one person who is slightly inferior, winning or losing five or five, and the remaining three martial artists who are guarding the home and nursing home in Gao Ya are also uneven three-story iron-clad martial artists, and there are still more than ten one-story and two-story martial artists in the cavalry.
In this way, the combat power of the dozens of cavalry around Gao Yanei is enough to match the two hundred ordinary cavalry troops, and it may be more than that.
The most tricky thing at the moment is how to deal with Liu Quan, a hot potato, if he is sent to the government to accuse him of a crime of conspiracy, I am afraid that it will not take three or two days to release it, and let him go like this, and it is difficult to guarantee that Liu Quan will not tell Gao Yanei the truth in 1510.
Just when everyone present was at a loss, Gu Meisheng suddenly had a plan.
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Liu Quan was still tied to the stove room, with a large porcelain bowl of water half full of water on the side of his mouth, and a dry cake next to him that only left a huge gap. He was accustomed to big fish and meat in Gao Yanei, but he didn't expect that when he was hungry, the dry and thick cake could chew out a sweet taste that people couldn't refuse.
The right half of his body was slightly sore, he changed to a relatively comfortable position, and continued to lie on the ground of the stove room, Wei Changpan was worried about the cold on the ground, and specially laid some straw for him, so that Liu Quan's heart relaxed a little, at least judging by these subtleties, he was still alive for a while.
The footsteps came from far and near, and it seemed that it was still the young man surnamed Wei in front of him, and Liu Quan had the hope of regaining his freedom in his heart.
The door of the stove room creaked again, and sure enough, it was Wei Changpan who came, but he was holding something behind his back, and Liu Quan couldn't see it clearly, so he just brought something to eat again, and said flatteringly: "Uncle Wei...."
Halfway through his words, Wei Changpan's movements were suddenly as swift as a tiger, pinching Liu Quan's cheek so that he couldn't speak, and then stuffed the pill he was holding in his other hand into his mouth, his eyebrows and eyes were full of nervousness.
Liu Quan, who had no choice but to swallow the pill, retched several times but still had no effect, and his expression gradually changed, like a mourning exam. Without the slightest taste, and if you can't vomit, it must be an extremely powerful poison, could it be that these people don't take into account the internal forces of the high government and want to kill people?
Liu Quan began to close his eyes and wait for death.
"Don't worry, it's not to kill you. ”
Liu Quan immediately opened his eyes.
"But it's poison. ”
Liu Quan's eyes were dark.
"As long as you listen to me, it won't be a problem to live for a few more decades,"
In this short period of time, Liu Quan's mood changed from great joy to great sorrow to great joy, ups and downs, which is not ridiculous.
"This poison won't kill you in three or two days, and there's nothing unusual about taking it, it's just. Wei Changpan lifted a small porcelain vase to Liu Quan's eyes and shook it, "The medicine primer is still here, let you escape to the ends of the earth, but as soon as I know what you said that you shouldn't say, or do something, your life is always here, just let me lightly..."
"Don't don't, don't don't, Uncle Wei, Ancestor Wei, you can do whatever you want, but you can't touch the contents of this bottle." Liu Quan's voice was eager, and there was a faint sense of sadness, "The little one has said everything that should be said, if the uncle doesn't hear it clearly, the little one will start over for the uncle..."
"Well, not because of this. Wei Changpan made a sad look, "I originally came to see you pitiful, there are more old mothers and children at home waiting to be fed, and it seems that it is inappropriate to let you go, if you go back and move your lips and tongue again, then wouldn't I let the tiger return to the mountain and leave trouble?"
At this time, Liu Quan only hated that he was tied up strongly, and he couldn't kneel and kowtow: "How dare you, little one, Wei Zuzong is holding this thing in his hand, even if he gives me another 10,000 guts, he won't dare to do anything more." ”
"It seems to make some sense. Wei Changpan's expression softened a little, and he made a gesture to Yue Qingqing, who was peering in the shadows, and then took out the dagger given by Qian Er Ye to cut the rope on Liu's body, but he just wanted to stand up, but he had to kneel down again because his blood was closed for too long.
"By the way, there are also the drugs in the bottles and cans on your body and the objects on your body, which should be an addition to the money to buy your life, remember to copy the prescription for a while, so that it can be regarded as inseparable. ”
Liu Quan, who had lived for the rest of his life, kowtowed like pounding garlic, regardless of the trembling hands that were still bloodless, picked up the charcoal pen and began to write the names of the medicinal materials one by one, what year, how much, and how to use the medicine, all of which were elaborated in detail, and it took three charcoal pens and the ground of the small half-stove room to write it clearly.
Looking at Liu Quan's back, Wei Changpan was amazed at this man who could be iron-clad on the wall.