God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 545 Stealing the Sheep
got windy.

The snowflakes in the sky were blown everywhere.

Changsun Wuji's mood is just like this weather.

He didn't expect that when he came to Dream Group again, he would be in such a posture.

The contract tightly held in his hand was crumpled into a ball.

Soon, the carriage arrived at the gate of Banshan College.

The coachman went down to communicate with the fierce guards guarding the door.

One of the guards turned around and left, and after a while, he came back and said, "Lord Sikong, I'm really sorry, our young master is out hunting today."

"Going out to hunt, in such weather, out to hunt? You're lying to ghosts!" the driver said dissatisfied.

Changsun Wuji punched the car handle hard.

Others don't know, he still doesn't know, this is Du He hiding from himself.

"It's really unreasonable!" Changsun Wuji scolded.

He is the Sikong of a country, and he is also the head of the Changsun family.

Even if Du He is now the Marquis of Huyi County and rich in the Dream Group, no matter what, he cannot be compared with him.

Changsun Wuji really wanted to leave on the spot, but when he thought about the contract in hand... 20 briquettes per day, it was only 200 guan, which was a drop in the bucket for the Changsun family, but it couldn't last for a long time, 20 briquettes per day, It is 600 million texts per month, and 20 billion texts in 14600000000 years. This is not a small sum.

The key is that there are so many briquettes, the eldest grandson's house must not be completely submerged.

Changsun Wuji held back.

He said to the guard: "You go to report again, just say that the old man is waiting here, when will you see Du He, and when will you leave..."

With that said, Changsun Wuji quickly retreated into the carriage.

cold!
it's too cold!
……

Dean's courtyard.

Li Yuanshu took a look at Du He and asked, "Are you really going to make the eldest grandson Sikong wait outside for two hours? The weather is extremely cold today, and with Lord Sikong's body, I'm afraid he can't bear it..."

Du He said with a smile: "Originally, I didn't plan to take advantage of the Changsun family in this matter. Who knew that the Changsun family thought they were smart and took the lead in selling briquettes. Selling briquettes is not fun, and they want to make money from me, Du He. I really think I am an idiot." Humph, now that I'm at a disadvantage, Mr. Changsun doesn't even want his old face, and he came to find me in person. That's [-] guan liquidated damages. How can it be erased with just a word, so that Mr. Sikong can experience the cold outside? good!"

Li Yuanshu pursed her lips and laughed.

Duho, that's so bad!

In this world, whoever messes with this guy will have nothing to eat!

In the blink of an eye, two hours passed.

In a dilapidated small room.

Beep beep beep.

The firewood burned very vigorously.

A group of men in coarse clothes gathered together. There was a shelf on the fire, and on the shelf was half a goat, roasted to a golden brown and dripping with oil, which looked appetizing.

In the middle of the crowd, there were two gorgeously dressed guys.

These two people are Changsun Wuji and his coachman.

The two of them waited in the carriage outside at the beginning, but they didn't know that after a while, it was too cold. They happened to see a house nearby, and someone lit a fire. Come in, and huddle with these stinking fellows to warm yourself by the fire.

The half-roasted lamb in front of him was fragrant, but Changsun Wuji would not eat it.

The sheep's buttocks hadn't been plucked clean, which made him sick to his stomach.

Seeing that the sheep was about to be roasted, there was suddenly the sound of messy footsteps outside.

The faces of the men who were talking and laughing before suddenly changed drastically.

Before Changsun Wuji could react, all the men got up and stomped out the fire.

boom.

The dilapidated wooden door was knocked open, and the old man appeared at the door aggressively with a dozen or so peasants holding hoes, poles, and shovels.

Someone asked: "Master Fu, who are you?"

The crowd did not dare to come out.

Don't look at old Fu as an old man, but he is Du He's confidant and the head of Miracle Farm, no one dares to offend him.

The old Fu said angrily: "It's snowing today, and the farm's sheep are missing three. I brought people to look for the sheep, you little bastards? I can already smell the smell of mutton. Tell me, have the sheep on the farm been stolen by you?" of?"

"what?"

The scene was chaotic, and the men were in a hurry and in a mess.

In the chaos, Changsun Wuji was squeezed to the point where he felt like he had been stepped on several times, and something was stuffed into his mouth... Well, it still smells good.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Director, it's not us, it's him, he stole it, and he's still roasting the sheep here."

Swish.

The men who were still standing in front of Changsun Wuji just now suddenly all moved away, letting Changsun Wuji and his driver out.

Old Fu and the others stared wide-eyed.

Good guy, I saw these two outsiders in gorgeous clothes, each holding a leg of lamb, and there was still half of the uneaten lamb in their mouths.

Changsun Wuji was stunned.

Where has he seen this before?

He suddenly realized that the mutton was not clean, so he turned around and spit out the mutton, and was about to throw a tantrum.

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly yelled: "Okay, stealing sheep and stealing them to my farm is really unreasonable, call me..."

A group of crops rushed forward, and started to do it without asking any questions.

……

"Young master, the eldest grandson Sikong has already left. The carriages and horses are still at the gate of Banshan College, but the person has disappeared. He must have left." A servant said to Du He.

Du He curled his lips: "Damn, the old guy really has no patience at all. It's been more than an hour now, and he can't take it anymore. Forget it, since that's the case, the young master doesn't plan to return this contract to him. Don't be too casual, contract spirit..."

Doo didn't care.

Anyway, there is a contract, the eldest grandson's family is at a disadvantage.

Just thinking about it, there was a sudden commotion outside.

Du He was curious and went out to have a look.

I saw old Fu leading a group of crop handles, escorting two disheveled people to this side.

The old Fu stepped forward and said, "Master, I caught two sheep thieves, and they are still from outside... Just this old guy, he actually said that he is the eldest grandson of Sikong, what a joke. I have been in Lai for many years, and even more I have followed you, young master, for many years. I know even the eldest grandson, Sikong, who has been burned to ashes. This man has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. At first glance, he is not a good person. How dare he steal a sheep? It is really unreasonable, young master... Let's report to the officials."

Du He was happy, and said: "Your young master, I am an official, and the officials who even report as farts should be scattered. Let me see, what kind of thieves dare to come to my place to steal sheep."

Du He pushed away the crowd and stepped forward.

After a closer look, I was stunned.

The one who was tied up with ropes and beaten to the point of disgrace was none other than Changsun Wuji.

Du He exclaimed: "Eldest grandson..."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Zhangsun Wuji looked at him hastily.

Du He understood immediately.

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