Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 81 Three-inch tongue, please enter the urn!
Huangli and Huangtao, the two personal servants, watched the Shitan courtyard for a while, but seeing that no other servants had come, they ventured into the room that Niu Dali had forbidden.

As soon as she entered the room, Huang Tao was attracted by the ancient books on the table of the Eight Immortals.

She came to the table in two steps in three steps, and looked down.

"Sister, what is this?"

"stop!"

Huangli just wanted to reach out to touch it, but was stopped by Huangtao in an instant!
This is obviously a door technique, how can they touch it casually?If the shopkeeper knew about it, he might not even know how to die!

"what!"

""The Walking Dead Record of Swallowing the Moon"? What kind of exercise is this?" Huang Tao secretly wrote down the name.

"Sister, you are here, I will go to the bedroom."

"it is good."

The two of them spent half a stick of incense walking around the Fengping House for a while, but apart from the exercise book on the table of the Eight Immortals facing the gate, they found nothing else.

"When will the real man come?"

……

Feng Ping's sedan chair and carriage jingled all the way to the yamen of the household.

As soon as he got off the sedan chair, two guards came up. When they saw him, their faces that were originally angry were filled with smiles.

"Master Niu, please come inside!"

Now, who knows the relationship between Niu Dali, the treasurer of Niu's Commercial Bank, and Chen Yonglin, the housekeeper?

A small businessman from Lai'an County replaced Zhao Laosan in just a few days. Without the support of Chen Dianli, this would have been impossible!
"Brothers, I brought some things to the pawn, please let me know."

After finishing speaking, Feng Ping sent someone to lift the two big boxes down, but they didn't enter the door, and just blocked the door of the house.

"Master Niu, wait a moment."

Soon, the guard who was smiling just now turned into panic and worry when he came back.

Seeing this, Feng Ping asked with concern: "Brother, what are you?"

"Niu...Master Niu, my lord asked you to carry the things back, but he won't take them!"

"Ah! How can I not accept it?" Feng Ping pretended to be surprised, "Then can I go in and visit Chen Dianli?"

"You...you please."

The guard had a bitter face, completely confused about which play this was from!
"You wait at the door."

Feng Ping turned around and gave instructions to Zhang Quan, and then walked straight into the household yamen alone.

This is not the first time he has come here, so he naturally knew the room where Chen Yonglin was, so he came to the door with ease, knocked on the door, and said:

"My lord, Niu Dali came to worship..."

boom!
Before he finished speaking, the door of the study room was opened with a bang, and Chen Yonglin sat on the grand teacher's chair, his face full of anger.

"Big... my lord..."

"What do you mean!"

"what…"

Feng Ping's expression froze on his face, and his raised foot was suspended in mid-air.

"Let me ask you! What do you mean by sending me money with such a big fanfare!"

Chen Yonglin was very angry.

If Niu Dali had been before entering the firm, he would have been happy to accept this gift, without caring about other people's gossip.

However, the other party is now the shopkeeper of Niu's Commercial Firm, and he is considered to be half a member of Mingle Palace!
Give him money at this time, what kind of heart is there!

Feng Ping, who was originally froze, calmed down when he heard this. He walked into the study with strides, and said as he walked:
"My lord, don't worry, listen to my explanation!"

"Humph!"

Chen Yonglin frowned, for a moment he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd.

Logically speaking, this boy named Niu Dali shouldn't have made such a stupid move...

Could it be that he has other purposes?

Feng Ping turned his back, closed the door gently, walked forward a few steps, came to Chen Yonglin, clasped his fists and said:

"My lord, this little one has a deep meaning in doing this!"

"Huh? Say!"

"Niu's business is under the management of Mingle Palace. It's true. Almost all the money earned will be handed over to there. But anyone with a discerning eye knows that I was helped by you, and I will definitely benefit you in private!"

When Feng Ping said this, he suddenly stopped.

"Go on!"

"My lord, what do you think Sun Wenlong and Daoist Sun will think? Doesn't he know about my relationship with you, or the magistrate?"

After Feng Ping said this, Chen Yonglin's originally angry mood gradually calmed down.

That's right!

As long as Sun Wenlong was not a fool, he would have guessed that Feng Ping would send money in private, there was no doubt about it.

"Privately, privately, but what do you mean by showing it to the public with great fanfare! Do you want to kill me?!" Although Chen Yonglin was still angrily scolding, his anger obviously subsided a lot.

Feng Ping shook his head slightly, and said: "My lord, it's not what you think. The reason why I did this is to give Sun Wenlong a chance to ask questions!"

At this time, when he called the monk of Mingle Palace again, he had already started calling him by his first name.

"What are you doing?"

Obviously, Chen Yonglin has been attracted by his words.

"My lord, what do you think he will do after he asks the teacher? And what can I do?"

The house clerk of the Foundation Establishment Realm once again followed Feng Ping's train of thought and began to scroll down.

He thought for a moment, and said, "Aren't you afraid that he will kill you if you do this?"

"Scared! Of course I'm afraid!"

Niu Dali said he was afraid, but there was a smile on his face.

"why are you laughing?"

"My lord, if I'm afraid of death, what should I do in the face of Sun Wenlong's questioning? Or what should I do to save my life?"

Feng Ping asked guiding questions again.

"What to do? How to do it?" Chen Yonglin frowned, thought for a while, and then said, "Swear to be different? Swear to make a clean break with me?"

"Yes! The simplest thing is that I can only survive by begging Sun Wenlong for mercy! And if I want the other party to let me go, the premise is to completely sever ties with you and the magistrate!"

When Feng Ping said this, Chen Yonglin suddenly felt enlightened.

He stood up abruptly, walked up to "Niu Dali", excitedly followed the other party's train of thought and said:

"Then you will completely sever ties with me on the surface, and in the future, if you send any benefits to me in private, as long as there is no problem with the account, then Sun Wenlong, or Yue Gong, will not doubt it?"

"Exactly!" Feng Ping stared at the other party intently with a smile on his face.

"Second! Wonderful!"

Chen Yonglin paced back and forth in the study, clapping his hands uncontrollably.

"You really have a brain! I really saw the right person!" After walking back and forth twice, Chen Yonglin stopped, patted Niu Dali on the shoulder, and kept praising him.

"My lord, this drama is actually not over yet!" Feng Ping suddenly changed the subject and continued.

"What do you mean?"

"I have to trouble you to come to Niu's merchant tomorrow..."

Boom boom boom!
Before Feng Ping finished speaking, there was a hasty knock on the door outside the house.

"Who! Didn't you see that they were really talking about something!" Chen Yonglin scolded angrily!
"My... my lord, the magistrate wants you to go there now!"

(End of this chapter)