Regarding Qi Yuanzhen's ridiculous farce, the stronghold has been successfully established at this point.
His property was transferred to Aunt Zhang from the village by Qi Yu. His nominal wife, An Changjin, was taken over by Huang Fei for further detailed interrogation.
Of the two, the latter is somewhat less glamorous.
It doesn't sound good to take advantage of a civilian girl's reputation, but Qi Yu insisted on doing it.
If you want to take her away without violating the law, but also keep all the secrets related to her, it seems that this is the only way to do it.
After everything was settled, Qi Yu hurriedly stood up and left.
He had to rush to Uncle Zhou's house for lunch, and he really couldn't delay any longer.
Before leaving, he looked at his hometown with mixed emotions, his expression full of sadness.
My government affairs will become even busier in the future, and my visits to my hometown will become less and less frequent. I don’t know what year or month it will be next time I come back.
If you can take one more look, take one more look.
Parting is always so sentimental, whether it is for things or people, there is a kind of reluctance from the heart.
Perhaps due to being too emotionally involved, Qi Yu actually became a little depressed.
Upon seeing this, Huang Fei quickly found a very provocative topic and asked: "In Master Qi's opinion, what should we do with this Korean girl named An Changjin next?"
"Just deal with it...let me think about it."
"In fact, it's not complicated. You can choose one of the two. Either put him in jail and imprison him for the rest of his life; or kill him ruthlessly to set an example to others."
"Both of them are not to my liking!"
Qi Yu shook his head first, then smiled lightly and said: "We are all civilized people who have become officials, how can we do those ruthless things? If this spreads out, wouldn't it cause misunderstanding? For women,
We must treat each other with kindness and gentleness.”
Ahem!
Why do these words sound so disgusting?
If you really care about her so much, why would you treat Fuso Girl in that way?
Typical words are unsatisfactory and inconsistent.
However, this is what makes Mr. Qi unique.
His ideas are always beyond your expectations. That feeling is like the current top card in Wenxiang Pavilion. The more familiar you are, the more unfathomable you feel.
Naturally, Qi Yu didn't know what he was thinking, but he still thought to himself: "This woman is a shrewd and meticulous worker, so she must be tortured severely. Only after all the information about her is squeezed out can the next step of treatment be carried out."
Huang Fei hurriedly said: "I won't worry about this, Lord Qi. No matter how smart she is, I can see through it at a glance and reveal her hidden secrets."
Qi Yu nodded and added: "After squeezing out the value of her information, we need to further let her use her remaining energy to do her best for personal gain and public service."
"Do your best for personal gain, and do your best for public service? How do you say this?" Huang Fei looked confused and asked in confusion.
Qi Yu cleared his throat and explained: "To do your best for personal gain means to squeeze out all the value from her. Based on the principle that the wealth should not flow to others, I decided to send her to your Wenxiang Pavilion to undergo labor reform.
In this way, it will not only increase your financial income, but also allow her to collect intelligence while working, which can be said to be the best use of her talent, killing two birds with one stone."
Huang Fei's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qi, for your full support of our work." After a pause, he continued to ask: "What do you mean by doing your best for the public?"
Qi Yu replied sternly: "With Mingming, I will forge her confession and publish it on the front page of Qiongzhou Daily. The content is that the reason why I was able to defeat Fusang Girl was entirely due to her."
They seek refuge and secretly help each other. After such instigation, a gap will definitely develop between Fusang and Goryeo, which will then affect their lip-tooth relationship."
Hey!
This trick of borrowing a knife to kill someone is not an ordinary skill.
Oh no, the wrong wording is a bit inappropriate. It should be called sowing discord.
Seeing Huang Fei's expression of surprise, Qi Yu finally concluded: "To sum up, it is more beneficial to keep her alive than to kill her. If this is the case, why should I kill her with my own hands?"
"Your Excellency is so clever!"
"Brother Huang is overly praised."
I have to admit, Mr. Qi is the kind of unfathomable person.
Just from a female craftsman, she can play so many tricks. How could anyone else do it?
Outstanding praise!
Huang Fei almost thought about the entire Chinese dictionary, but still couldn't find a word suitable for flattery. Alas, it was really disappointing.
…
Speaking of Zhou, after arriving in the county town, she went straight to Uncle Zhou's house.
The two siblings had not seen each other for many years, and one could imagine how much they missed each other, so as soon as they met, they couldn't help crying with joy.
At this time, Zhou Dazhuang was already an old man with white hair. Although he kept emphasizing that his body was as strong as an ox, it was not difficult to see from his trembling hands that he was indeed old now.
This old man is still running his own tavern and leading a dull yet fulfilling wandering life.
After their only daughter Zhou Dongmei got married, the old couple had finished all their worries and spent the rest of their lives simply enjoying life.
Whether I make money or not, it doesn't matter now. Even if I have no money, my family will still be hungry. The filial piety sent by my nephew is enough to last until the day I die.
Because Uncle Zhou's house is a big place and has plenty of food, Zhou decided to have lunch here.
As soon as she sat down, she sent someone to invite her sister-in-law Cao to come over for a reunion dinner for the older generation.
Before noon, Zhou Dazhuang had stewed several large dishes in advance, so that as soon as his nephew Qi Aman arrived, the dinner could be started immediately.
Because we are older and don’t care so much anymore, the whole family, regardless of gender, all gathers around the table to eat in this way, which makes it appear intimate and lively.
Uncle Zhou is responsible for cooking, while Mrs. Zhou, Mrs. Lu, and Mrs. Cao are responsible for washing the vegetables. The family is busy and makes people feel very harmonious.
"Oh, we are all old!"
"How can a person be immortal? As long as he is healthy, it is already a rare blessing!"
Zhou sighed with emotion and said: "I am getting older now, and the number of times I can go home is even rarer. It can be said that it is once, not once, and I dare not not cherish it!"
Mr. Cao smiled and said: "You are old and healthy, and you are free from illness and disaster. In my opinion, you can live for at least another twenty or thirty years."
"Twenty or thirty years? How is that possible?"
"Ha ha……"
While he was laughing, he suddenly saw an attendant coming in to report that Qi Shaobao had arrived.
As soon as they heard that their nephew was coming, the Zhou family quickly put down their work and rushed out.