Destiny Only Han

Chapter 1009 Liu Ying: Mission: Impossible
West Park.

Listen to Shuixuan.

This is a courtyard that pursues naturalism. The traces of man-made craftsmanship in the garden are very light. Every flower, grass, tree and tree is full of wild charm. Even the pavilions and pavilions scattered in it are covered with Ivy.

Next to the small hall built next to the water, there is a lake with lotus leaves. It is very clear. From time to time, you can see a few swimming fish jumping up and plopping into the water.

In this quiet courtyard in the past, there are people coming and going at this moment, but everyone is hurrying with their heads down, even if they pass by, there is no communication at all.

In the small hall, Huan Juan was sitting on a grand teacher's chair, with his hands folded on the table, his face gloomy.

In the place opposite him, there were two short and fat men kneeling.

One of the men with a scar on his face secretly raised his eyes to look at the silent Huan Jue, and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, everything I said is true, there is absolutely no lie!"

Another fat man helped: "The governor of Nan County ordered us to do it. How could we have the courage to set fire to the king?"

Huan Yu tapped the table lightly with his fingers: "So, you came to inform me as soon as you got the news?"

The scar-faced man nodded again and again: "Exactly, exactly! The entourage sent by the county guard Zhang Ping asked me to use Mongolian sweat medicine to numb him, and I am shutting him up at home at the moment. If you don't believe me, send someone to capture him and ask him." Know!"

Huan Juan asked softly, "What's your name?"

The scar-faced man raised his head and replied: "Xiaomin's name is Baili Chujiu, nicknamed Saiwuhuo; his name is Sima Wushang, and he is called Hunjianglong. We are the chief and deputy helmsman of the Boatmen's Guild in South County..."

"Yo? Didn't expect you two to be the captain and co-pilot? Disrespect, disrespect..." Huan Jue smiled all over his face, but his eyes were very cold, as if he was looking at two dead people.

Baili Chujiu shook his head again and again: "Don't dare, dare not..."

Sima Wushang also hurriedly said: "Where, where..."

After a while, Huan Juan asked: "Then why didn't you two obey the governor's advice and set me on fire? You must know that when I went south this time, I was dealing with the case of the guild harming the people, and within three to five days , the documents for arresting you two will be plastered all over the streets and alleys!"

"The two of us are not stupid!" Sima Wushang knelt on the ground and straightened up: "We asked about the guild... Yes, the law consultant, there is no law prohibiting common people from forming associations, and there is no law prohibiting people from forming associations." I'm waiting for a loan!"

"As for people blowing up the bridge, it wasn't the two of us who ordered it, but the chief rudder sent people to do it! There is a wrong and a debt, and this matter has nothing to do with the two of us!"

"Therefore, even though the two of us are guilty, the crime is not punishable by death. At most, we will be punished with dozens of sticks and sentenced to exile!"

"If you listen to the governor's words and set fire to the king, you will die without a burial!"

Baili Chujiu nodded in agreement.

At this moment, the two of them felt very lucky. Fortunately, they had hired an old county magistrate in the guild to help them draw up the ship loan documents. Otherwise, they would have been blinded by Zhang Ping and others today. !

A smile appeared on Huan Juan's face, and he asked, "So, are you two willing to commit crimes and make meritorious deeds again?"

Sima Wushang and Baili Chujiu looked at each other, nodded vigorously, clasped their fists and said loudly:
"The two of us are willing to go through fire and water for the king, and we will die!"

"There's no need to go through fire and water." Huan Juan shook his head and said, "It's okay to set fire."

Baili Chujiu asked, "Set fire?"

Huan Jue nodded: "That's right, set fire! I want the two of you to set a fire in the West Garden tonight according to Zhang Ping's original plan... You two come here and listen to my arrangement."

Sima Wushang and Baili Chujiu looked at each other again, exchanged a subtle glance, and slowly stood up and approached Huan Jue.

Well, they are not stupid, they naturally know why Huan Jue wants to set fire to the Western Garden!
But what does this have to do with them?
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

Zhang Pingren asked them to come here to set fire, isn't it to kill them so that he can escape responsibility?

Therefore, they came to Huanjue without hesitation and confessed everything.

Being used by Huan Jue at this moment, it's time to take revenge!

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County Sheriff's Office.

Zhang Ping was restlessly waiting for the final news.

In the courtyard outside the lobby, hundreds of county soldiers with knives and guns stood.

Although Huanjue ordered people to disband the Nanjun soldiers stationed in Anlu County as soon as he entered Anlu County, the county governor's office is so important that it naturally has a large number of sergeants.

At this moment, these sergeants came in handy!
Feng Xiong walked in from the outside, beckoning to lead in a group of servants carrying food boxes: "Come here to eat!"

"I don't have an appetite." Zhang Ping shook his head: "You can eat by yourself."

Ge Zhu, who was sitting next to him, also shook his head and said, "How can you still eat at this time? You are in such a good mood..."

Feng Xiong smiled all over his face: "The so-called man is iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat enough, how will you work later?"

He called the servants to set the food and wine on the table, and at the same time he did not forget to let them instruct the kitchen to prepare a meal and wine for the sergeants who were ready to go.

Push yourself and others.

This is the first principle of life that his father taught him.

He was hungry, and the sergeants outside must also be hungry, so he delicacies, at least let those sergeants have wine and meat.

Otherwise, why should people work hard for you?
After a while, Zhang Ping, Ge Zhu, and Feng Xiong started drinking each other.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhang Ping placed his hand on the wine bottle, shook his head and said, "Just have a quick taste and relax. Remember, we still have serious things to do, so how can we be greedy?"

Ge Zhu nodded in agreement.

After a while, looking at the messy dining table with cups and plates, Feng Xiong took out an iron box from his sleeve, opened it, and took out a cigarette.

But he didn't light it for himself, but threw it to Ge Zhu who was opposite him, and then threw it to Zhang Ping.

Finally, he put one in his mouth.

This is the rule.

Since it is necessary to diffuse cigarettes, naturally everyone has a share, and it must be others before oneself.

"A cigarette after a meal is better than a living god..."

Feng Xiong murmured, then he took out a match, raised his foot, and stroked hard on the sole of the shoe.

stab.

The flame flickered on the matchstick, and Feng Xiong hurriedly moved his mouth to light the cigarette.

The same is true for Zhang Ping and Ge Zhu who are opposite him.

Smoking is a very fashionable thing among today's big men, and due to the scale of tobacco cultivation, only the working class can afford tobacco.

However, what Feng Xiong and the others smoked was not the kind of loose shredded tobacco that they rolled themselves, but finished products.

It is said that the cigarette factory only recruits young girls with good looks, and every cigarette is rolled on their thin and white thighs!

Therefore, it is not only sweet but also fragrant!

Well, fake.

Cigarette processing is actually very simple. Only two machines are needed. One machine is responsible for rolling the cut special paper into a cylinder, and the other machine is responsible for stuffing the cut tobacco into the cylinder and finally packing it into boxes.

And most of the operators are elderly grandparents...

After all, wages are cheap.

It is a normal thing that the actual product does not match the promotion...

Importantly, tobacco relieves fatigue.

Well, in fact, this kind of recovery from fatigue does not increase physical strength, but replenishes the spirit so that it matches the level of physical fatigue.

Therefore, after Zhang Ping snuffed out the cigarette with only one butt left, he immediately felt refreshed, instead of feeling depressed after eating.

"Hey, this is really a good thing!" Zhang Ping studied it carefully and asked, "Is this thing grown in the ground?"

Feng Xiong nodded: "Yes, what is grown in the ground is only for the royal family. Common people will be punished even if they secretly grow a tobacco plant. They can be fined ten times the fine for growing tobacco, or they can be jailed!"

"I don't understand." Ge Zhu shook his head, but raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "I wonder if this thing would be punished by the government if it was planted overseas?"

Zhang Ping thought for a while: "Probably not. It is said that the laws enforced overseas are different from those in the Han Dynasty. Besides, if the sky is high and the emperor is far away, you will be planted. How will Your Majesty know?"

Ge Zhu nodded lightly: "In that case, get some seeds when you leave! If nothing else, I'm used to smoking, and I'll feel very itchy if I don't smoke for a while!"

Feng Xiong's eyes widened: "Are you too? I thought it was just me!"

Zhang Ping sighed: "So, this tobacco is really not a good thing!"

"That's right!" Feng Xiong said, and let out another round of cigarettes.

The room suddenly became filled with smoke.

At this time, there was suddenly thick smoke billowing from the west side of the Sheriff's Mansion, and fire was rising into the sky. Suddenly, people were shouting and neighing everywhere in the quiet night, and it was extremely noisy!
"It's done!"

Zhang Ping jumped up.

Ge Zhu rushed outside in two steps: "Everyone is here, follow me to the West Garden to put out the fire!"

In the room, watching Zhang Ping and Ge Zhu hurriedly leave, Feng Xiong showed a playful smile on his face, silently lit a cigarette, and murmured to the old servant standing behind him.

"The fish finally took the bait."

"So, I have lived up to His Majesty's trust, haven't I?"

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"Go to the water!"

"Come on people!"

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Amidst all the clamor and clamor, Ge Zhu led hundreds of soldiers from the county into the burning West Garden, and headed straight for Tingshuixuan.

With the addition of these new forces, the fire was quickly brought under control.

"what's the situation?"

"Where's Yin Hou?"

Zhang Ping looked at those Ti Qis with dark faces but cold eyes and asked.

And what responded to him was a cold and biting voice.

"Don't look for it, I'm here."

Huan Jue walked out from behind the flower tree, his face was fair and clean, and the haechi crown on his head was meticulous, and Zhu Rong's appearance was not spoiled in the slightest.

Zhang Ping was shocked, but pretended to be nonchalant: "It's okay, it's okay, just wait and see if nothing happens!"

"I'm fine, but you are..." Huan Yan's triangular eyes flashed with fierceness: "Left and right, come with me to take it down!"

"Injustice!" Zhang Ping lay on the ground, his face full of anger.

"Unjustly accused!" So did Ge Zhu, but he kept winking at the county soldiers.

He is a county lieutenant, similar to the commander of a military division, and has direct jurisdiction over the county soldiers. Naturally, he has a very high prestige among the county soldiers. Among the soldiers he transferred to 'put out the fire' today, there are many of his close followers.

But Huan Jue's next words dispelled the imminent move of those county soldiers.

"If you move, the clan will be exterminated!"

And those soldiers from Sanchuan County and Henan County who were guarding Xiyuan also drew their knives and shouted angrily in unison: "Put down your weapons!"

In an instant, there was a clanging sound in the West Garden.

Four or five hundred Nanjun soldiers lined up obediently, like a flock of sheep driven by sheepdogs, and were guarded by two Tiqi.

On the other side, Huan Ju looked at Zhang Ping and Ge Zhu who were lying on the ground with a half-smile, and patted his hands lightly a few times.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The next second, three figures that were very familiar to Zhang Ping and Ge Zhu appeared behind the flower tree.

Baili Chujiu, Sima Wushang, and Feng Xiong with a cigarette in his mouth.

"you?"

"You traitor!"

(End of this chapter)