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Chapter 183 Pretend

Chapter 183 Cover

Author: Xiaolian Xueyue

Chapter 183 Cover

Li Kai did not refuse anymore. With his current situation, it was impossible for him to refuse.

Without Zhao Jia's help, he wouldn't even be able to see Nong Yu, let alone survive in the royal capital of Xinzheng. Once his identity is exposed, people from both the night and the Korean government will focus on him. For those people

, Li Kai is a threat when he is alive, even if the threat is not big.

But who wants to be bitten by a mosquito, which is nothing more than a slap in the face.

To those characters, Li Kai was no different from a nasty mosquito. It was good that he no longer flew around in front of his eyes. Once it landed on him, he would be crushed to death, and Xinzheng happened to be their restricted area.

After accepting this matter, Li Kai felt a lot more courageous inexplicably. Perhaps he felt that he was useful to Zhao Jia. He looked at Zhao Jia and asked in a low voice: "Master, can you let me see Mrs. Hu? I have

I want to ask her some questions."

"We have met, what can you say? To her, you are just a past that she doesn't want to recall. The only thing she feels guilty about now is Nongyu."

Zhao Jia held the teacup and said slowly with a calm expression.

There was a pause.

He continued: "What's more, if you look like this now, if Mrs. Hu sees you, it will only bring back her sad past."

The faint voice showed his attitude, he did not agree with this matter.

Li Kai understood what Zhao Jia meant, moved his lips, and finally acquiesced to the matter. He did not ask why Zhao Jia cared so much about Mrs. Hu. Now he was not qualified to question Mrs. Hu. He wanted to see her just because

The obsession of the past.

He was silent for a moment, then bowed his hands to Zhao Jia: "I hope you can help me, sir. I want to see Nong Yu."

After all, he cares more about his daughter than Mrs. Hu who married Liu Yi. After all, no matter what era, blood inheritance is the most important. As for why Mrs. Hu married Liu Yi, he already has the answer in his heart.

Zhao Jia nodded and arranged for Luo Wang's killer to go and arrange the matter. Then he lowered his head and sipped tea in silence, thinking about Baiyue's move.

He didn't want to support Li Kai.

How could a half-disabled middle-aged man, and a native of the Central Plains, succeed in a place like Baiyue?

All Zhao Jia needs is Li Kai's understanding of Baiyue, and other things will depend on Tianze and his group.

As a result, the original plan may have to change... Zhao Jia held the slightly cold tea with a hint of consideration in his eyes. Originally, he just wanted to recruit a few of Tianze's subordinates, but Li Kai's appearance made him think more.

stand up.

Jing salamander sat next to Zhao Jia, looking at his thinking expression, his beautiful eyes slightly lowered, and he reminded softly: "Sir, the tea is cold."

"When the tea cools down, I won't drink it anymore."

Hearing this, Zhao Jia lowered his head and glanced at the already lukewarm tea in his hand. He couldn't help but chuckle. He immediately put down the teacup in his hand and stood up slowly.

He glanced at the elegant and beautiful Salamander and continued:

"I thought you would ask about Mrs. Hu."

The beautiful salamander blinked and looked at Zhao Jia with some surprise, as if she didn't understand why Zhao Jia asked like this.

People are all cheap... Zhao Jia didn't explain, shook his head and walked out of the house.

As for why he asked Jing Salad this question, he naturally wanted Jing Sala to express his possessiveness, but for a woman like Jing Sala, this was simply impossible. If it were Da Siming or Yan Ling Ji, the two

A woman's character may be sarcastic.

Thinking of Yan Lingji, Zhao Jia suddenly remembered that this girl was a good dancer.

If you have nothing to do, maybe you can use this to pass the time.





Korea, Archives.

Neat bookshelves are displayed inside, and piles of bamboo slips and files are stacked on the bookshelves. Many of them have been covered by dust, which shows how long this place has been abandoned.

For today's South Korea, the truth of a case is no longer important. The more chaotic the country is, the more chaotic the order will naturally be. How many criminals in the past generations will handle these matters seriously? Let alone South Korea alone.

The things General Ji Wuye committed were enough to be hacked to death dozens of times, but who has the ability to convict him?

The order of a country requires strong national power as support. Without strong national power, how can the stability of the order be maintained? If the order is unstable, it will naturally be accompanied by the decline of the country.

"Creak"

Accompanied by the terrible trampling sound of wooden boards, two figures walked in from the door.

"It's really messy."

Han Fei looked at the scene inside, and couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile. He shook his head and sighed. He had already guessed the scene here, but when he saw it, his heart was still inevitably cold. As a Legalist,

Da Cai, he knew very well what the scene in front of him represented.

The country is in chaos, order has collapsed, and countless corrupt officials are running rampant...

Following Han Fei was a handsome young man. This person was naturally Zhang Liang, the grandson of Zhang Kaidi. Now he was just starting out. His eyes were clear and bright, and he looked at everything inside with a curiosity about everything. For a moment, he looked at everything inside.

After that, his eyes fell on Han Fei.

"Ninth Young Master, what are we looking for here?"

He knew that there were many old cases piled up here, but it was too difficult and meaningless to pursue the truth of those cases, especially for South Korea at the moment.

Zhang Liang didn't believe that Han Fei couldn't see this. The other party shouldn't be doing such a meaningless thing.

Han Fei quickly adjusted his mood, touched his chin, and his eyes fell on Zhang Liang. He still trusted this little brother and regarded him as his direct disciple. After thinking about it, he spoke

Said: "Zifang, help me find the case files related to Baiyue."

Baiyue is not part of South Korea, so there must not be many cases related to it, so it shouldn't be difficult to find.

As he spoke, he had already stepped into the pavilion.

As the two of them entered, the dust floated in the few rays of sunlight, just like the years that had been disturbed.

"Baiyue..."

Zhang Liang was very obedient and started searching like a good baby.

Han Fei, on the other hand, looked at this volume of files that had been stored for who knows how many years. There were countless omissions and wrongful convictions, and how many innocent people died tragically. His expression became a little heavier. He returned home this time.

It's to change these, but can he really do it?

Can he really not see the fate of South Korea?

But can he really sit back and do nothing?

If he could, he might not come back.

At this moment, Han Fei seemed to be lost in reminiscence, remembering the conversation between himself and his teacher Xunzi on the top of the mountain.

The other party once said: Everything has its own laws. If you find the laws, you can change them.

What are the laws of the country?

Law……

I don’t know how much time passed, but Zhang Liang’s call came from not far away: “Ninth Young Master!”

Han Fei came back to his senses, his eyes were firm again, he strode towards Zhang Liang, and took from his hand a dossier specially recorded on silk cloth, which clearly told the story of Baiyue, but it could not be published.

Several places have been altered or even erased directly.

"Is that all?"

Han Fei frowned and asked.

Zhang Liang nodded and said doubtfully: "I only found this volume and no other volumes. It seems that someone deliberately erased everything about Baiyue."

"It seems that many people were involved in the Baiyue incident, or there may be a big secret hidden in it. What is the eldest son of the State of Zhao trying to find?"

Han Fei had a glimmer of light in his eyes and whispered to himself. His intuition told him that the word Baiyue might hide a big secret.

"The eldest son of the State of Zhao? Mr. Jia..."

Zhang Liang has naturally heard of the other party and even had a look at it, but he has never had any real contact with him. Most of what he knows is from Han Fei's mouth. The only thing he knows may be that the other party wants to marry Honglian.

Princess Honglian is Han Fei's sister.

Suddenly hearing what Han Fei said, how could Zhang Liang not understand that this matter was related to Zhao Jia with his intelligence?

He became curious and looked at Han Fei.

Han Fei didn't mean to explain too much. He looked at Zhang Liang and gave him a task: "Zifang, you will go back later and test your grandfather's tone."

If Baiyue is really hiding something, Kaifangchi must be one of the insiders. He is the Prime Minister of South Korea.

Zhang Liang stared at Han Fei pitifully and nodded to accept the task. He had already foreseen his grandfather's attitude.

Han Fei stared at the scroll in his hand and said slowly: "Although the content on it has been altered a lot, the dispatch of troops to Baiyue was recorded in quite detail... I will go and check it out tonight.

The eldest son of the Zhao Kingdom, let’s see what he knows!”

As a very curious person, he would not be able to sleep at night unless he understood these things. He always felt that Zhao Jia was thinking about something.

As for Honglian, she may be just a cover.

PS: My girlfriend has the flu and her fever has soared to 40 degrees. I feel like I’m going to be infected too.

(End of chapter)


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