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629 The world is all for profit

Nie Li framed his face with a moment of embarrassment. He never expected that Lin Chu's way of talking was so sharp.

Directly...overwhelming.

"Master Nie, why do you need to feel embarrassed?" Lin Chu glanced at Nie Lijie: "Every bustle in the world is for the benefit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is all for the benefit. How can there be a just war since ancient times? In the troubled autumn of Western Chu, Rouran mobilized troops to send you.

Being a lobbyist naturally has other agendas."

Her eyes were as deep as the sea: "It's not difficult to guess what you're looking at. In addition to Qingyang, I'm afraid Xi Chu is also indispensable!"

Kuizhou had dissatisfaction with Western Chu. Peng Cheng's failure to mutiny was not because he was loyal to the emperor and patriotic, but because he did not find a good time to rebel.

Bei Mo's support is his chance!

Nie Lijian touched his nose and tried his best to maintain the smile on his cheeks: "Peng Shuai is still considering it. Therefore, this opportunity can also be yours, Mr. Liu."

Lin Chu remained calm, waiting for Nie Lijian to continue.

Nie Lijian took a deep breath, with a smile on his lips: "I don't think Mr. Liu wants to see the power of Liangjiang Province grow stronger."

Lin Chu took a sip of tea.

No wonder that at such an age, Nie Lijie was able to become the secret envoy of the Northern Desert with important responsibilities, and he dared to go deep into Western Chu alone to quarrel with the old fox Peng Cheng.

He really has some skills!

He first changed his name from Lin Yushi to Liu Ye, lowering his profile to win her favor.

Then he used the idea of ​​suppressing Peng Cheng and defending the sovereignty of Western Chu as a powerful bait to hook her up.

Thinking of how she suddenly appeared in front of him today with her men and horses, the man's eyes were not even the slightest bit surprised.

We were robbed today, who got into whose trap?

"It's getting late." Lin Chu slowly put down the cup, his eyes calm and calm: "Master Nie, please rest in peace."

After saying this, she slowly stood up and walked towards the door without hesitation.

Nie Lijian's eyelids twitched and he stared at Lin Chu for a moment.

She actually...really wants to leave?

This is not possible!

He was arrested without any effort, not just to let others expose his background, and he couldn't even detect the slightest thought of others!

"Master Lin Liu, you haven't answered yet!" he said, his voice already filled with urgency.

Lin Chu glanced at him: "I need to think about it too."

Nie Lijian was stunned: "...Gah?"

"Peng Cheng wants to consider it, but I can't?" Lin Chu had a cold and sarcastic smile in his eyes: "They are both living people with two eyes, what's the difference?"

Nie Lijian choked, Peng Cheng... that was the governor of Liangjiang, with the ability to compete with the Western Chu court. Could it be... the same person?

But this cannot be said!

"Master Liu, please hurry up." Nie Lijian suppressed his anxiety and tried to keep his voice calm: "Time waits for no one."

"That's it." Lin Chu paused for a moment, seeming to frown and think for a moment.

Just when Nie Lijian thought he saw hope, she once again pushed him to the bottom with one sentence.

"If Peng Shuai is interested in cooperating with you, then Mr. Nie just agrees."

Nie Lijian stared at the young man's retreating back, his heart burning like a raging fire and unable to calm down for a long time.

Make him agree?

He is now detained in the courtyard by Lin Chu's people, with countless pairs of eyes staring in and out. Not to mention contacting Peng Cheng, even walking out of the gate of this small courtyard is a luxury.

This boy is so young and so difficult for his mother to deal with!

Nie Li leaned on the back of his chair without any trace of his image, and for the first time he could not care about his manners or character.

What should we do if this trip fails?



The dusty mist is like a gauze, slowly dissipating from the river, carrying the cold air in the water to the shore.

The dock worker shrank his neck and breathed into his palm. This spring is really cold!


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