Zhao Bingchun never expected that Zhang Zhiji would fall out of favor faster than a dog. He was frightened for a moment and hurriedly winked at Li Yuanjing to ask for help.
Li Yuanjing already had a tacit understanding with Zhang Zhiji, and he immediately tried to persuade Zhang Zhiji.
But Zhang Zhiji didn't buy Li Yuanjing's blame at all at this time, and just continued to threaten Zhao Bingchun.
Not long after.
Zhao Bingchun was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground, thinking that something had been exposed.
Only then did Zhang Zhiji condescendingly blame the Qiu family for the matter of the big inn and the land.
"this……"
When Zhao Bingchun heard this, his teeth almost shattered, especially when he saw Li Yuanjing's face next to Zhang Zhiji, which was as calm and indifferent as a pretty boy.
How could he not know at this time?
This must be Li Yuanjing’s evil idea!
but.
Zhao Bingchun turned around and felt relieved.
Last night, what he did to Li Yuanjing was ruthless. Li Yuanjing only wanted this piece of land at this time. Is that too much?
It's really not too much.
He quickly nodded in agreement.
After the topic was over, Zhao Bingchun then talked about the serious matter of coming here:
"Young Master, then, the memorial I will give to the superiors this time..."
Zhang Zhiji suddenly became smart, but instead of speaking in a hurry, he looked at Li Yuanjing.
Seeing Li Yuanjing nod to him, Zhang Zhiji felt at ease and said:
"Mr. Zhao, hey, I was so angry just now, but I am still satisfied with your performance in this battle, Mr. Zhao."
"Thank you, young master!"
Zhao Bingchun couldn't help but cursed that Zhang Zhiji was nothing, but he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Things have come to an end at this point.
…
After seeing off Zhao Bingchun, Li Yuanjing went to work at the ruins of the inn until noon. Zhang Zhiji was also busy here and sent someone over to ask Li Yuanjing to have lunch with him.
However.
Even at this time, Zhang Zhiji still wanted to catch the assassin, but he didn't know——
Now that Fengcheng's two powerful local forces, Li Yuanjing and Zhao Bingchun, have reached an agreement, where will he go to catch which assassin?
But Li Yuanjing would not reveal anything on the surface, and would just follow Zhang Zhiji's words.
after all.
The more Zhang Zhiji tightens the situation in Fengcheng, the better it will be in Li Yuanjing's interests!
When the meal was almost done, Zhang Zhiji felt a little sorry for Li Yuanjing and asked Li Yuanjing to go back to rest. After all, Li Yuanjing had not slept for more than a day and a night.
Li Yuanjing was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and said:
"Young Master, your idea is not bad, but I suddenly remembered what you said before. Perhaps, this afternoon, you can meet Vice President Wang."
"this……"
Zhang Zhiji was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but have a clever idea, and said happily:
"Sir, you are a great talent, God is really helping me!"
…
Returning to the inn where he lived, Li Yuanjing couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.
He really wasn't trying to show off.
Because the matter concerning Vice President Wang Qian was arranged by Zhang Zhiji himself.
The main reason is that Zhang Zhiji is still too young and is far from understanding the complexity of grassroots work.
If you are too idealistic, how can you possibly gain anything?
but.
By this time, the fire in Fengcheng had already started.
As a vested interest among them, Li Yuanjing can even be said to be the biggest vested interest. It is time to further divide the cake.
I didn't bother to think too much, so I took a pleasant bath, lay on the bed, and had a good rest.
…
Li Yuanjing could have a good sleep, but at this time, the Qiu family was in a state of panic, with his wife crying and children screaming, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
no way.
The young father-in-law Zhang Zhiji and the county magistrate Zhao Bingchun are trying their best at the same time. Even if the Qiu family has a lot of background in Fengcheng, how can they resist the terrible label of 'collaborating with assassins'?
The essential.
It turns out that the old head of the Qiu family, Mr. Qiu, who had great supernatural powers, passed away just a year ago. Although the current head of the Qiu family, Qiu Zehai, looks like a dog, he is Xue Dashan's Lao Taishan, and he has a son-in-law who is doing business in Qizhou City, but he is not even a scholar.
There is no fame or honor.
He usually doesn't encounter any serious problems, so naturally no one dares to mess with him in this three-acre area of Fengcheng.
However.
At this time, he was suddenly thrust into the forefront of such a storm, and he really instantly realized what the iron fist of xxism is!
"Master, Master, what can we do... Those damn officials have sealed off our house. I want to go back to the house to get some clothes, but they won't let me in. Master, what I'm wearing is
It's so thin that it's almost freezing to death. You have to be a slave and take charge..."
"Master, I still have a lot of things to clean up, and they won't let me in..."
"Master, that official pinched the slave's ass..."
In the main hall of the Qiu family.
Qiu Zehai's dozen or so cute concubines turned into more than a dozen house sparrows, and their cries of mourning almost made Qiu Zehai's head explode.
Even if Xue Dashanren, his son-in-law, was still present at this time, he couldn't bear it anymore and cursed:
"What a noise! Get out of here, get out! Someone! Get these bitches out of here and let them go to the kitchen to rest!"
"yes!"
The slaves outside the door did not dare to neglect and hurriedly invited these concubines out.
His ears were finally clear, but Qiu Zehai couldn't stop his tears from flowing out. He looked at Xue Dashan and said:
"Good son-in-law, good son-in-law, what should I do now? How about it? You can't just watch the century-old foundation of my Qiu family be destroyed in my hands..."
Xue Dashanren was actually more annoyed than Qiu Zehai at this time.
Who would have thought.
That old man was so wise in his life, how could he give birth to such a useless thing?
The essential……
At first, he was fooled by his grand appearance as an old man.
This old man knows how to talk about other people's affairs.
But when I get into trouble myself, I am worse than mud...
No way.
After all, Qiu Zehai was Xue Dashan's boss. Especially in recent years, the interests of the two families have been tied up quite a lot. Xue Mang obviously couldn't get out of it for a while.
Still have to solve the problem.
He could only comfort him by saying:
"Old Taishan, please don't be anxious. Don't get too anxious. I've asked Brother Gongming to go find out. I think there will be news back soon."
"Brother Gongming?"
Qiu Zehai seemed to have grasped the last straw and said hurriedly:
"Wonderful son-in-law, is that Zhao Qian and Zhao Gongming whose sister married to the palace?"
"Exactly."
Xue Dashan showed pride on his face:
"Old Taishan, I'm going to make friends with Brother Gongming. I think there will be good news coming soon."
"Master, uncle, Mr. Zhao Qian and Zhao Gongming are outside asking for an audience."
While the two were talking, a servant suddenly reported from outside.
Qiu Zehai and Xue Dashanren both had the same wit:
"Okay, okay, I have a good son-in-law, I have a good son-in-law..."
Qiu Zehai quickly handed over to Xue Dashan.
soon.
A middle-aged scribe in his forties, wearing fur clothes and looking like a dog, was invited in, but he shook his head repeatedly.
"Brother Gongming, what's going on? Could you please give me a word..."
When Xue Dashan saw Zhao Qian's appearance, he became a little anxious and said quickly.
Zhao Qian smiled and shook his head:
"Brother Xue, you are a smart man. You have already figured out that our young master has great ambitions. The key is that his foundation is too strong. Brother, and the relationship with the palace, it is really hard to say
That being said..."
"this……"
Xue Dashan and Qiu Zehai were suddenly about to sink into the bottomless abyss. They quickly knelt on the ground and begged Zhao Qian desperately:
"Brother Gongming, because of our friendship over the years, you must save the Qiu family..."
"Why."
Seeing that the fire was almost done, Zhao Qian sighed and said:
"Uncle Qiu, Brother Xue, it's not that I don't want to help, it's just that I'm really powerless. However, I can point out a clear way for you two!"
"Brother Gongming, please speak frankly. The Qiu family will be deeply grateful!"
Xue Dashan and Qiu Zehai seemed to have grasped the last straw and kowtowed to Zhao Qian again and again.
Zhao Qian smiled and shook his head, spitting out two words:
"Liu Yun!"
"Liu Yun?"
"Brother Gongming, what do you mean?"
Xue Dashan suddenly had a clever idea and vaguely captured something, but there was a missing string.
Qiu Zehai also looked at Zhao Qian as if he was dumbfounded, a little confused.
Zhao Qian smiled with full control:
"Uncle Qiu, Brother Xue, you two have probably heard that the first thing our young master did when he came to Fengcheng was to burn Liu Yun's big head, right?"
"Can."
"You two have never thought about why this big-headed Liu Yun Liu actually passed the test?"
"this……"
Xue Dashan and Qiu Zehai couldn't help but look at each other and finally caught the thread!