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Chapter 47: Official Genius

"Captain Li, there's no need for me..." Han Anbo felt his throat was blocked and couldn't speak.

Li Qingxian smiled and said: "Brother Han, I am using your teachings. You see, I was very friendly when talking to him at the beginning. I didn't talk to him all the way and just compromised with him. In the end, I used the rules of the department and Brother Jing

The power to draw the sword.”

Han Anbo was moved like a castle on the beach. A wave came in and was instantly blown away. He couldn't laugh or cry: "But I didn't let you finish it in one breath that day."

Yu Ping was also stunned and muttered to himself: "Official ghost!"

"What's going on?" Luo Jing asked curiously.

Han Anbo told the causes and consequences of Wei Yong's mixing of sand, and repeated his instructions to Li Qingxian.

Luo Jing was also dumbfounded and gave a thumbs up: "Official genius!"

Li Qingxian smiled and said, "Just think that you are complimenting me."

Luo Jing shook his head and said, "I can't control it anyway. Go back and tell Mr. Zhou and let him have a headache."

"I won't cause any trouble to you, right?" Li Qingxian said.

"What kind of trouble is a low-ranking official? By the time Wei Yong's people are found, evil will have already entered their brains and they will be unable to save themselves. What's more, do you think people like Wei Yong will save this kind of sand?" Luo

Shaft.

"Then thank you Brother Jing. By the way, let's get down to business. Lend me five hundred taels of gold and two hundred taels of silver." Li Qingxian said seriously.

Luo Jing leaned back slightly and asked, "What do you need so much gold for? Are you sure that I, a mere eighth-grade official, can come up with it?"

"I owe you my life." Li Qingxian smiled.

Luo Jing's eyes widened, with indescribable surprise on his face. He leaned forward and asked, "Can you use life magic now?"

Li Qingxian nodded.

"Five thousand two hundred taels of silver buys a life, it's worth it! You don't have to pay it back, it's my purchase!" After Luo Jing finished speaking, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face, he coughed lightly and asked, "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"Otherwise, why would I want five hundred taels of gold instead of five thousand taels of silver?" Li Qingxian asked.

Luo Jing slapped his forehead and suddenly realized: "I was confused. You used gold to make the life weapon, and the two hundred taels were used to buy other life materials."

Li Qingxian nodded.

"You don't have much money?" Luo Jing said.

Li Qingxian was just about to say that this is not nonsense, but he quickly realized that these officials would never say anything directly, so he said: "After my father passed away, the Li family in the capital and his father's friends did send some money, and part of it was given to

My aunt and uncle will keep it, and the other part will be a farm, and the elders of the Li family in the capital will help take care of it. They are afraid that I will spend frivolously, so they only give me two or two months a month, and they will be handed over to me when I grow up. However, the cash they can take

No more than three thousand taels."

"No wonder, then I will give you an extra one hundred taels to cover your daily expenses. Your status is different now, so you only get two or two taels a month, which is too little." Luo Jing said.

"When the spirits start selling, I won't be short of money." Li Qingxian said.

Luo Jing glanced at Han Anbo and Yu Ping and said, "There was something wrong with the Ministry of Industry. Mr. Zhou didn't tell you?"

"What's wrong?" Li Qingxian asked.

"What are the hell kings in the ten halls of the underworld fighting for? The puppet cultivators are attached to the kings of hell in each hall. They are fighting above, and naturally the lower parts are unclean. Listen to what you are saying, there will be a craftsman department coming in the next few days with people from the inner treasury to listen to your details.

Say it and then decide. But think about it carefully, we don’t understand what you mean by distilling or alcohol, those puppet cultivators understand very well." Luo Jing said.

"Don't worry, the more you understand, the better. But what I'm interested in is, why does the underworld take a fancy to human craftsmen?" Li Qingxian asked curiously.

Luo Jing said with a smile: "The unique structure of the puppets requires a lot of craftsmen. What's more, the underworld is all made of skeletons. How to make better use of these skeletons also requires craftsmen. In addition, those puppets have no brains, how can they keep up with the work?

People are compared? So after the underworld returned to the sun, the kings of hell in each palace vigorously developed craftsmen and puppet cultivators. Before the emperor ascended the throne, more than half of the middle and lower-level officials in the Ministry of Works were puppet cultivators. Let the underworld take over the Ministry of Works, but they were just following the trend. "

"Aren't those craftsmen disgusted?" Li Qingxian asked with interest.

"I was reluctant at first, but later I found out that cultivating puppets while alive has little effect. You can transform into a puppet body before death, and the memories are all there. It's almost equivalent to living for a few hundred more years, and there is no grudge. Later, many old people

You want to become a puppet cultivator, but converting into a puppet cultivator requires consuming treasures from the underworld, which leads to the underworld strictly controlling the number of puppet cultivators and only recruiting skilled craftsmen."

"I see. Then set a time and I will discuss it in detail with the adults from the Ministry of Industry." Li Qingxian said.

"Determine a time? I can't. It's easy to say that there is only one Ministry of Works. There will probably be a young prisoner from the inner treasury, who is responsible for handling affairs for the emperor. He is a really busy man. It would be good if we can get the letter half a day in advance." Luo Jing watched carefully.

With Li Qingxian.

Li Qingxian smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, real gold is not afraid of fire."

"That's good. By the way, gold is not as good as silver. I need to prepare for a few days. You will really give me a problem." Luo Jing said.

"I'm waiting for your good news."

The two chatted until noon, had lunch, and tasted Hubu's chives, before Li Qingxian left.

Walking out of Hubu Street, Yu Ping rubbed his stomach and whispered: "I can't digest too much leeks."

"You still eat so much without digesting it?"

"But Hubu's food is really delicious, better than those famous restaurants." Yu Ping said.

Li Qingxian thought of the trapped pig breaking through the pen, and couldn't help but laugh: "No one comes to the Ministry of Household Affairs to eat except you."

Han Anbo was bored for a long time and said: "Captain Li, there is really no need to do this for me. Those of us who are destined not to be high-ranking, how many times in a month can we not be tortured?"

"Actually, it's not all for you, it's also for myself. If I don't pick out this grain of sand, the next step will be a stone hitting my head, and then the Baigushan Mountain will crush me, and there will be no end."

"I understand, but are you too impatient?" Han Anbo always felt that it was not safe.

Li Qingxian nodded and said: "Brother Han is right, this matter cannot be rushed and cannot be ended in one go."

Han Anbo breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You listened to my advice."

Li Qingxian continued: "So I have to take a second breath."

Han Anbo and Yu Ping opened their eyes wide and looked confused.

Li Qingxian smiled and said: "You taught me that when you use a knife, you will see blood. Last time they failed to hurt me, and this time they mixed sand with it, which shows that they haven't given up yet. There is no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days, so this

I should take the initiative this time."

Han Anbo felt like a mouthful of old blood was stuck in his lungs. He couldn't speak. He must not speak, otherwise it might spray all over the sky.

Yu Ping sighed: "After entering the product, you are more reckless than before."

"Don't worry, you two. I'm not being reckless. I'm just trying to use my brain and life skills. I want them to know the consequences of offending a life magician. However, I need your help."

"Is it using life skills? You said." Yu Ping became more energetic.

Li Qingxian said: "I want detailed information about Wei Yong and Tao Zhi, find a suitable opportunity to deduce their fate and luck, and then use fortune-telling to solve the problem. I originally wanted to endure it for a few more days, but Hong Cheng's matter

Tell me, if you take a step slower, you may get one more bite."

"Okay, I'll check it for you! That's what our night guards do." Yu Ping was excited.


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