The more they thought about it, the more angry they became.

This dog surnamed Lei is not only picky, but his heart is not ordinary black!

That's more than 250,000 taels!

Personal achievement of two hundred taels.

Is this soup?

Swill doesn't count, does it?

But even if the two were unwilling, there was no room for protest, so they could only silently burn the ledger.

After Lei Jun came out, he went to the East Factory with a spring breeze on his face, intending to make friends with He Guqing.

He walked quickly through the palace road, and he couldn't wait to imagine how He Guqing would react when he saw these silvers, and he would definitely give a heavy reward with a wave of his hand.

So much so that he didn't notice at all that a handsome figure walked out of the path on the side.

"Huh? Isn't this a deacon under He Guqing? ”

Chen Xiangbei, who has participated in the East Factory Conference several times, clearly recognizes this person, named Lei Jun! The strength of the Asaki realm!

"It's Chinese New Year's Eve, what is he doing here?"

Chen glanced north at the abandoned palace not far away.

"Aren't you doing something shady?"

The place, time, and characters all corresponded, Chen Xiangbei couldn't help but hiss, and looked at the figure that was fading away again.

When his eyes fell on the wooden box in his arms, Chen Xiangbei immediately realized something.

"What a familiar taste!"

"Silver! It's silver! ”

Chen Xiangbei could no longer hold back his excited heart trembling hands.

But after all, the other party is a deacon under He Guqing, and he doesn't know where these silver taels come from, can he really start?

Chen Xiangbei hesitated, but he quickly convinced himself.

This surnamed Lei, who didn't go to the reunion banquet for the New Year, actually ran to this remote dilapidated palace, it must be no good thing!

If you don't do it, you won't be able to talk about it.

And so, his figure disappeared into the darkness again.

"The peach leaves are sharp and sharp, and the willow leaves cover the sky。。。。。。"

Lei Jun hummed a small tune of spring breeze proudly, in order to go back to Dongchang to find He Guqing to receive the gong as soon as possible, he chose to detour into a remote and narrow palace road.

At the same time, a dark shadow fell from the sky.

A familiar hand knife slashed through the air.

Smack-

Lei Jun only felt a chill in the back of his head, as if he had been hit hard by a hammer, his eyes instantly darkened, and his body collapsed to the ground.

The wooden box in his hand smashed down, and the treasure money inside was scattered all over the ground.

But Lei Jun was a cultivator of Chaochi Realm after all, just in case, Chen Xiangbei picked up the bricks from the side and made up for it a few times, making sure that he had completely lost consciousness, so he gave up.

The blood spread all over the ground, and Chen Xiangbei raised his foot slightly, for fear of sticking to his boots.

"Deacon Lei Junlei, I swear, if you go out with a hat, I will never do it!"

Subsequently, Chen Xiangbei put all the treasure money into the storage bracelet, and went back and forth, rushing into the abandoned palace.

When he came out again, he had four more treasure bills in his hand.

But he was not in a hurry to take stock of the harvest, and now it was almost time for the night patrol, so he hurried back to Dongchang and led everyone to the vicinity of Kunning Palace.

After arranging the manpower to patrol everywhere, Chen Xiangbei jumped north, came to the top of an eaves, and after making sure that there was no one around, he took out the four hundred taels of bills from his arms.

"Just four hundred taels?"

Chen Xiangbei was slightly disappointed, and Jiang Tao's appearance appeared in his mind again.

"This guy really has collusion with He Guqing's men."

"It can't be an undercover agent, right?"

Chen Xiangbei's eyes were cold, and then he took out the wooden box he had snatched from Lei Jun from the storage bracelet.

"! It's all big bills in denominations of 1,000 taels? ”

Chen Xiangbei was taken aback, and his mouth could almost be stuffed with a whole fist.

Earlier, he was in a hurry to withdraw, and the light was dim, he thought that the treasure money in the wooden box was in denominations of tens of taels or hundreds of taels, and it was less than 10,000 taels to survive here.

And Chen Xiangbei has seen the world, and he is no longer the little eunuch who beat his chest for a few taels of silver, which is really not enough for him.

But I never expected that there were more than 250,000 taels of silver here.

"I'm developed!"

Chen Xiangbei's hands trembled uncontrollably, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

He pinched his fingers and calculated, this money is not a problem at all in Jingshi Real Estate to marry three or four concubines, and the rest can be used as the capital to make a living!

But Chen Xiangbei quickly suppressed this thought, he wanted much more than that!

Then he put the wooden box back into the bracelet, rubbed his fluttering chest, and analyzed it carefully.

Although this Lei Jun is a deacon under He Guqing, he has not been less oily on weekdays, but it is impossible to save so much money?

Where did all this money come from?

Recalling the previous situation, Lei Jun hurriedly came out of the dilapidated palace, more like a tool man for collecting and paying accounts.

Similar to the character of the lard boy next to Lei Luo.

So who is the owner of all this money?

A figure immediately appeared in Chen Xiangbei's mind.

He Guqing?

Subsequently, Chen Xiangbei connected the people involved into a line.

Previously, he had found a large number of treasure money on Jiang Tao, which was clearly a shady channel for money.

Could it be 。。。。。。 These treasure notes are related to the case of Shaking Head Dan?

In this life, apart from shaking his head, Chen Xiangbei really couldn't think of anything else.

Because, he had seen the account books of Cheng's father-in-law and Azu, they and Jiang Tao Xing may not be the same distribution staff who shook their heads, but the money was the same as printing money.

"It turned out to be stolen money!"

Chen Xiangbei smiled, meaningful.

As soon as he thought that Jiang Tao and the others had lost the payment, he suddenly became interested and wanted to know the follow-up.

"A full twenty-five taels, plus the previous 100,000 taels, should be enough for them, right?"

On the other side, in a certain palace, the three people who had lost the payment for the goods knelt on the ground tremblingly, their foreheads pressed against the floor, and they didn't dare to come out.

And sitting in front of them was He Guqing with a gloomy face.

"What are you doing on your knees? Can you come back with a kneeling silver tael? ”

The tone was full of thick murderous intent, as if it was frost flying in June, and it was suffocatingly cold.

"Say, 'How did you lose the money?'

He Guqing questioned again.

Lei Jun raised his head tremblingly and told what had happened.

"Huh? Are you saying that there are thieves in the imperial city who have ransacked you, the deacon of the East Factory? Who is so short-sighted? Still don't recognize the outfit of the deacon of the East Factory? ”

He Guqing was not angry but threatened, and sneered.

Immediately, he got up again and came to Lei Jun, frowning: "Lei Jun, you have been with our family for almost ten years, right?" But our family treats you thinly on weekdays? Why don't you just tell us if you need money? ”

Lei Jun trembled, He Guqing was clearly doubting himself, and immediately kowtowed his head again and again.

"My lord, what I said is true, and I hope that my lord will learn from it!"

"If you don't believe me, you can look at the scar on the back of my head, it was the thief who did it!"