"There is no such thing as a clever plan."

The chief steward of Yujiazhuang in Wannian County spoke calmly, with an undercurrent in his eyes.

"Meng Qianhu didn't touch Ji Yuan because he was frightened by Qin Tianjian and the East Palace, and he was afraid of causing big trouble.

But Mr. Lan felt that Ji Jiulang was trying to make a big deal out of a tiger's skin, and his confidence was very low."

Meng Changhe narrowed his eyes, tapped the table with his fingers, and made a "tuk-tuk" sound:

"Why do you say that? That night, I saw with my own eyes the people from Qintian Prison who were looking for Ji Yuan by name.

And Secretary Lang Jin Lanzhou, who had received the benefits, suddenly changed his attitude and finally spit out the money he had put in his pocket.

Afterwards, the young eunuch from the East Palace came to the door in person and said in public that it was His Highness the Crown Prince who had summoned Ji Yuan.

Are all these things fake?"

He is a man who always retaliates against others. If it weren't for the two backers behind Ji Jiulang, it would be really terrifying.

How can we allow the other party to live until now!

"Meng Qianhu is called a leaf blinding his eyes."

Butler Lan sat below, smiling.

"It should be noted that you don't have to do it yourself to kill someone."

Meng Changhe raised his eyebrows, seemingly impatient, and said coldly:

"If you find out something, just tell me, why bother beating around the bush!"

He was most disgusted with these poor people who half-talked and played riddles, and anger suddenly arose in his heart.

The energy inside the whole body curves like nine beads, rolls away like spring thunder, and rushes out of thousands of pores.

In an instant, the majestic breath of six blood transfusions turned into a huge oven filling the inside and outside.

Suppress it hard!

Boom!

Silent loud noise!

Butler Lan's expression changed, and the smile on his lips froze.

As if a heavy mountain had collapsed, his shoulders suddenly sank.

With a "bang", the seat beneath me shattered.

Butler Lan reacted quickly enough and managed to take a breath to calm down.

The robes fluttered and crackled, killing Meng Changhe's terrifying momentum.

This way I didn’t make a fool of myself on the spot and saved some face.

"Lord Qianhu, please calm down!"

Butler Lan snorted softly, as if feeling embarrassed, and said:

"I'm just giving it a try, so why should you be impatient."

Meng Changhe, with his big horse and golden sword, was sitting at the top, still looking domineering, and said expressionlessly:

"I like to be straightforward. If you have something to say, say it. Don't hide it."

Butler Lan forced out a smile, bowed and said:

"Young people from Qianhu should also know that the dyeing shop and cloth shop in Yujiazhuang have always done well.

Not only is it well-known in Tianjing, it is even sold to other places.

There are caravans in all the five states and seven counties of Daming Prefecture, and trading houses cooperate with them.

About the day before yesterday, I happened to find out that a steward of the Duke of Liang's Mansion came straight to Tianjing for the purpose of Yang Xiu's death."

Meng Changhe's eyes brightened slightly, his right palm suddenly pressed on the armrest, and he said thoughtfully:

"So this is what you are talking about? Duke Liang is indeed confident that he is not afraid of Qin Tianjian or the East Palace.

If... you are willing to take action, Ji Yuan, that Liaodong mud-legged guy, will die no matter what!"

The Duke not only served the dragon with meritorious deeds, he was also the sworn brother of the saint, and was related by marriage to the prince.

In addition, he has outstanding military exploits and an unparalleled military formation.

He always takes the lead in attacking cities and conquering several cities in one day. He is truly a general.

The Dukes of Wei and Heng died, and after their lives expired, no one could compare with them.

More importantly, the opponent once commanded three guards and hundreds of thousands of troops.

Many generals are born under his sect, and he can be regarded as the first among the nobles.

Even Tan Wenying, who was promoted to the Commander-in-Chief of the Fifth Army, would respectfully call him "Sir" when he saw him.

"The Duke of Liang has a noble status, and if he personally kills a mud-legged person with no background, his price will be reduced."

Butler Lan shook his head and said.

"In my opinion, it's more about letting the steward handle it on his own.

To make sure nothing goes wrong, why don’t the adults from Qianhu come to your side to help us, and we can take advantage of the situation and get on the line with the Duke of Liang’s Mansion.”

Meng Changhe was silent, he didn't know that holding someone's thigh is the fastest way to get promoted.

Having a backer and noble people can save you twenty years of hard work and pain of climbing.

But there are taboos.

Heilongtai does not allow forming parties for personal gain or relying on powerful people.

This is a rule set by the governor long ago.

"Is Master Qianhu worried about being caught and making Commander Ao unhappy if he tells the truth?"

Butler Lan seemed to have read Meng Changhe's thoughts and asked aloud.

"Heilongtai only listens to the edicts of the saints and is only loyal to the saints."

Meng Changhe's voice was calm, but he hesitated in his heart.

If he can sit on the throne of commander and take charge of Beiya.

Those damned people who are weighing on them don’t dare to say a word!

The lost dignity and humiliation can be recovered!

"Master Qianhu, please forgive me for making such a bold and arrogant statement... The saint has not been in court for twenty years.

Everyone in the court talks about retreating and attacking the realm of supernatural powers.

But you and I are both martial arts practitioners, and we all understand one thing.

That is, the higher you go in martial arts, the more bumpy the road becomes. If you are not careful, you may fall to death..."

Butler Lan narrowed his eyes and said with a strange smile:

"The test of life and death is to sit for twenty years.

Is the saint really still alive?"

Meng Changhe was shocked when he heard it, as if there was thunder in his ears, and he stared straight at the wealthy businessman Lan Butler.

After a while, he said in a deep voice:

"Lan Lao Er! Are you really not afraid of death? You dare to say such treasonous things!

For the sake of past friendship, I will just pretend that you have never been here tonight!"

He almost had murderous intentions just now and wanted to slap Butler Lan to death.

If even the slightest rumor about the saint's life and death spreads out, your wealth and life will not be saved.

"Master Qianhu is too nervous. Jingchao never gets punished for his words. This is exactly the law set by the sage."

Butler Lan sighed in his heart and continued:

"What I mean is very simple. If a saint does not leave seclusion for twenty years, you can still wait, but what about longer?

Thirty years? Fifty years?

Can the prince endure it? Can the princes below be able to wait?

Jingchao seems to be cooking in a fierce fire, but in reality it explodes at the drop of a hat.

Outside Daming Mansion, ghosts and monsters are everywhere, and ghosts and ghosts are everywhere.

The remnants of the rivers and lakes outside the pass, the demons on the nine sides, the people who worship the four gods...

Today's world of peace is actually just a covered iron pot. The fire underneath is getting hotter and hotter, and sooner or later the lid must be lifted!

At that time, the whole stove may be overturned!"

Meng Changhe's eyes shrank, he clenched his five fingers into a fist, tried his best to suppress the murderous intention, raised his head and asked:

"Who are you? The housekeeper of Yujiazhuang in Wannian County. How can you have such knowledge? Even the Four Gods know it!"

The alien people worship evil gods.

This is nothing new.

But being able to accurately pronounce the words "Four Gods" is absolutely extraordinary!

Even in Heilongtai, this is a secret.

"The Bloodhead, the Wrath Lord, the Strange Scholar, the Dragon Lord...their names have been spread for a long time, and they cannot be hidden from those who are interested.
To be continued...