Chao Gai has a good reputation in Yuncheng, and this suddenly became a wanted criminal and made a lot of noise for a while, and the matter of Shengchengang was spread everywhere. Pro-Shell Pavilion

Song Jiang stayed in the county government for two days, and when he saw that the matter was over, he returned to his home in the west of the county with satisfaction.

Back in the small building in the west lane of the county, Song Jiang knocked on the door a few times but no one opened, knowing that Yan Poxi was losing his temper again, he was not a good woman, not to mention that Yan Po was sorry for such prostitutes, and he turned around to leave in his heart.

"Where's Abshi? Daughter, open the door! ”

Yan Po, who had just come back, saw that Song Jiang was about to leave with a black face, and the door of the small building was closed, knowing that it must be Yan Po who was losing her temper again, so she hurriedly pulled Song Jiang and shouted into the small building.

After a long while, Yan Po reluctantly opened the door.

"I'm taking a nap, what's noisy, disturbing people's dreams!"

Yan Po glanced at Song Jiang and turned around and went upstairs.

"I cherish my youth, so don't be angry with her."

Seeing this, Yan Po hurriedly laughed and said, she knew that her daughter couldn't look down on Song Jiang's appearance and incomprehensible amorous feelings, and she liked the little Zhang San Zhang Wenyuan of the county government, but she was a person with clear eyebrows and beautiful lips, red lips and white teeth, and she would be handsome, but it was a pity that Zhang Wenyuan had no money.

Song Jiang and Zhang Wenyuan are both charged, but Song Jiang is famous for his generosity in Yuncheng, first gave them money to bury Yan Gong, and then bought this small building, wearing pearls and emeralds on his head, wearing silk on his body, and the same things at home are not lacking, how can Zhang Wenyuan be compared to a poor scholar?

"I saw that your mother and daughter were pitiful, so I should do this for the time being, and it is not my parents' matching wife, if she has no intention of loving me, I have no reason to be angry and do anything. I just don't come to the door. ”

Song Jiang turned around and was still about to leave, how could Song Gongming be angry with this wine-colored prostitute? Recently, I heard that Yan Po cherished stealing men and fought hotly, so everyone went their own way.

"Rest the anger, the rest of the anger, Hugh is like that little slut! She had some high and low words, which hurt the Abshi, and she also looked at the old body and thin face, and taught her to talk to the Abshi. ”

Yan Po saw that Song Jiang was really angry, and hurriedly accompanied the smiling face, she relied on Song Jiang for the rest of her life, Yan Po regretted that she didn't like it anymore, and she had to recognize it in the face of money.

Song Jiang couldn't help it, so he had to enter the small building. Not long after Yan Po went upstairs, she pulled Yan Po Xi downstairs to accompany her.

When Yan Po saw Song Jiang's black face, resentment suddenly rose in her heart, and her face was full of unhappiness.

"Daughter, you can get some hot soup to wash up with Oshiji!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was embarrassing, Yan Po hurriedly played her daughter to go to the back kitchen to get hot water.

"Blame Si Hugh, this daughter is small and ignorant, I'll teach her a good lesson tomorrow."

Yan Po said to Song Jiang with a smile.

After Song Jiang finished washing, Yan Po made another meal for the two of them to eat, and after eating, Yan Po hurriedly pushed Song Jiang and Yan Po to take a break and hope that the two could get along better.

Song Jiang was already tired, and was ready to ask Yan Poxi to help with the wide clothes, but Yan Poxi lay on the bed by herself, Song Jiang was unhappy, and she took off her clothes and went to sleep.

"Get up, I'll talk to you about something."

Yan Poxi looked at Song Jiang next to her with more and more disgust, and her heart was full of Zhang San.

"Say it quickly."

Song Jiang said impatiently.

"Others say that I made a mistake in arguing with you a few days ago, let go of the fugitive, and you haven't come back for ten days, how can I mislead you?"

Yan Po looked at Song Jiangdao with ill intentions.

"What do you say, I don't know!"

Song Jiang was shocked, but after all, he was mixed with officialdom, and he was sloppy.

"Hmph, you rest on Hutu, but I've heard that Chao Gai robbed the 100,000 Birthday Gang that Liang Zhongshu sent to Taishi Cai."

Yan Po regretted that Song Jiang pretended to be stupid and didn't say anything, and asked again, she was from Tokyo, so she naturally knew what Taishi Cai meant, that is, the official who could destroy Yuncheng with a single finger.

"What do you say? The government didn't get it! I guess I've already run away. ”

Song Jiang replied.

"Whether there is a shadow or not, someone will know! On that day, you said that you went home and quarreled with me and missed the time, I'm afraid you didn't go and tell Chao Gai. ”

Yan Poxi looked at Song Jiang and said, Song Jiang and Ji Yu's nickname is famous, and it must have a lot to do with Chao Gai.

"No evidence, don't talk nonsense."

Song Jiang is still pretending to be a lake.

"Hmph, you didn't go to the countryside until 15 o'clock ~ 17 o'clock that day, but I heard that you rode off before noon (11 o'clock ~ 13 o'clock), from the city to the countryside, it doesn't take two hours to ride a horse!"

Yan Po regretted that Song Jiang was pretending to be stupid and directly picked out the words.

"How do you know when I'm in the country?"

Song Jiang's face changed.

"Someone told me."

Yan Po said with a smile, she heard about this with Zhang Sanhao the day before yesterday, she got up to her heart, and thought about it for two days before she came up with a clue.

"It's that Zhang Wenyuan!"

Song Jiang's expression became cold, and he said directly, Zhang San was the accompanying secretary who followed the county order to the countryside that day.

"Yes and what? This eucalyptus was named by Taishi Cai, your behavior is suspicious, if I go to report you, you will have a lawsuit! ”

Yan Poxi said unceremoniously.

"Who else knows about this?"

Song Jiang looked downstairs, Yan Po didn't seem to be there, and continued to ask.

"I was alone at home that day, naturally only I know, if you want to gag my mouth, just follow me three things, the first will return the original texts and my documents, and I will go with Zhang Sanhao; second, the house and its contents are mine; Thirdly, you are to give me another thousand pieces of your own money. ”

Yan Po folded her fingers and threatened Song Jiang, as long as Song Jiang responded to these three things, then she would be free and developed, and she would be able to live happily with Zhang Sanfu in the future.

"Just these three? Simple! ”

Song Jiang got up and agreed.

"Really?"

Yan Po asked with a happy face.

"I only ask you, who else knows about this but you? That Zhang San? ”

Song Jiang looked at Yan Poxi and asked, at the age of eighteen or nineteen, this heart is a lot, and it is also vicious enough, worthy of being a wine-colored prostitute.

"The county government has been doing things for the past few days, and I haven't told him yet."

Yan Po didn't hide the matter with Zhang San.

"Good, good!"

Song Jiang was overjoyed when he heard this, and reached out to get his coat on the railing at the head of the bed.

"Okay? Take the paperwork and the money! ”

Yan Po stretched out her hand and asked for money.

"Okay? It's good if you're dead! ”

Song Jiang took out a clothes pressure knife from his coat and stabbed it into Yan Poxi's chest, Yan Poxi couldn't believe it, and was about to scream in pain, Song Jiang had already covered her mouth with one hand, Song Jiang flipped her other wrist, the dagger stirred, Yan Poxi spit blood in her mouth, and couldn't speak anymore.

"You lowly prostitute, I kindly pity your mother and daughter, but you don't know what to do, you want to follow me, but also steal people, and now you are threatening me, if I rely on you, what face will I call myself a good man in the future?"

"Besides, you are a greedy and ungrateful who has no credibility, one has two, and you can't threaten me in the future, how can I be threatened by you as a for a lifetime?"

After Song Jiang finished saying this, he pushed Yan Poxi's head with one hand and pulled out the dagger with the other, and Yan Poxi fell softly on the bed without breathing. Song Jiang also loves to learn guns, although he doesn't dare to say that his martial arts are strong, but it is still effortless to kill a prostitute.

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