History chat group: I just want to make money

With one mouthful, the originally dense crowd dispersed in a large circle with a roar.

Li Chengjiu lay crookedly on the ground, his face swollen as he looked at it.

The strong man originally wanted to step forward and teach this short-sighted guy a lesson, but when he lowered his head and looked at it like this, he almost lost his strength.

"Xinjiang...His Royal Highness the King of Xinjiang?!!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.

Xinjiang King Li Chengjiu?

Damn it, why did this ancestor come here?

This guy swaggers around the city all day long, and everyone in the city knows him.

Let’s not talk about whether he is already notorious and is about to be beaten up by everyone, but even so, who dares to come forward to provoke him?

Not to mention being beaten in the street, it would take too many heads to lose.

The strong man's mind went blank as if he had been struck by lightning. Then his legs softened and he knelt down with a plop.

"The king...the prince..."

His lips were trembling, his head was pounding like garlic, and the other end was banged so hard that it didn’t cost him any money, and he banged it on the ground.

"My lord, have mercy on me! My lord, have mercy on me! I didn't know it was you, but even if I knew it was you, I wouldn't dare to do this to you even if I had the courage to do so!"

Li Chengjiu was choked by the dust and coughed.

It seemed that he couldn't lie down any longer, so he simply turned over and stood up from the ground.

Staring at the strong man kneeling on the ground, I couldn't help feeling angry.

It doesn't matter if you get hit by yourself. You think this is quite a big guy. What kind of ability does he have to bully an old man?

"What's going on? Tell me!"

An angry shout.

Then I touched the wound on my forehead, it really hurt.

The strong man was trembling with fright, with a sad face, and it took him a long time to say in a squeaky voice:

"Little... I just wanted to buy some dry charcoal to go home and make a fire with. I didn't expect this old guy to cheat and mix a lot of stones into the charcoal. So I couldn't stand it, so I wanted to have a good talk with him, and then...

"

"Say it well? Say it with your hands?"

He frowned, but was so frightened that the strong man kowtowed again:

"My lord, I was wrong. Just spare this little dog's life. I really didn't know it was you!"

Li Chengjiu bared his teeth.

Looking at the guy on the ground, he took a strong breath and without shouting to stop, he walked around to the old man and leaned over and said:

"Old man, are you okay?"

He stretched out his hand to help him up, but when the old man saw this, he trembled all over. He was so frightened that he quickly retracted his arm and said tremblingly:

"The king...the prince..."

"Um?"

Li Chengjiu was stunned, feeling that this old man looked familiar.

I squinted my eyes and took a closer look. Isn't this the right person in my village? He is also the so-called village chief.

"Huh? Old Guo Tou, why did you come here?"

As soon as he said this, the old man finally couldn't hold himself any longer, and he threw himself down on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

"My lord, please spare my life. I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again."

"Well……"

This time, Li Chengjiu couldn't handle it.

He hurriedly called to the old man to stop, and then told the strong man to stop knocking.

It's like crying in mourning. I don't know, I thought I was traveling to the west of Hexi.

After some questioning, the reason was roughly clarified.

It turned out that Lao Guotou burned some charcoal at home and wanted to sell it at the market for some cash, but the strong man found that there were stones in the basket, and this was how the previous scene happened.

The reason why Lao Guotou was afraid was because he had collected firewood from the mountain.

The mountain is the prince's mountain, and the firewood is the prince's firewood. Now that the prince has discovered it, how can he not be afraid?

Of course, Li Chengjiu would not punish him for this.

But I saw that the swollen areas on the old man's face had begun to turn purple, and even the sunken eye sockets could not be opened.

In addition to feeling distressed, the more I looked at it, the more angry I became.

The strong man stood aside and wanted to explain, but was shut up by an angry shout.

"From today on, you will deliver one hundred kilograms of firewood to Lao Guotou's house every day. When will you finish delivering ten thousand kilograms of firewood? Do you hear me?"

The strong man swallowed hard after hearing this.

"Ten... ten thousand catties? Wang... Wangye, is this a bit too much?"

"Fifteen thousand!"

"ah?"

"Twenty thousand!"

"My lord, I'll give it away! I'll give it away! Don't add any more, I'll give it away! Wuwuwu..."

"snort!"

With a cold snort, he picked up Lao Guo's head.

"Old Guotou, go back first. I will go to Zhuangzi in two days."

After saying that, he gave him all the money he had left.

Lao Guotou hurriedly refused, but the prince claimed that it was money to buy his charcoal. In the end, he couldn't handle it and had to keep the money in panic.

Seeing this, Li Chengjiu touched the old man's shoulder, then turned his head and his eyes widened again.

"You, carry the old man back, but if you let me know if you do something small, I will order someone to break your dog legs and make you beg for food in the market every day."

The strong man was so frightened that his hair almost exploded, so he didn't dare to make any mistakes.

He hurriedly picked up the old man on his back with a gentle movement, fearing that the old man would fall apart with just a little force.

That is Prince Jiang, the source of all evil. What can't he do?

What a bad luck!

Woohoo...

Li Chengjiu watched the two people gradually leaving the city, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

The former host's deceptive trick not only tricked Jia Youcai into selling all his family's land, but even his own land was not spared.

Of the original six Zhuangzi, only one remains now.

This was left behind by the former host out of spite.

Hundreds of families live on hundreds of acres of land. After a year, they don't even have enough to pay the rent, let alone eat.

Otherwise, Lao Guotou would not have gone to the market to sell charcoal.

He really lacks the virtue of an old nose.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

It seems that this matter must be solved, otherwise Zhuangzi will not be able to survive this year.

The crowd of onlookers dispersed one after another.

There was only the prince left, and no one dared to continue to watch.

Li Chengjiu organized the charcoal scattered on the ground into a basket, just enough to use it at the barbecue stall.

Some sharp-eyed people came over to help, but during the process of arranging it, I always felt that the stone looked familiar.

He picked up a piece and put it in front of his eyes for a look.

Not sure.

He squeezed it in his hand again.

"This is……"

Li Chengjiu's breathing suddenly became a little rapid.

He quickly glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention. Then he picked up the bamboo basket, thanked the helper, and ran out of the market.

And at the same time.

Zhang Ergou was carrying a cloth bag, secretly hiding in a corner and peeping towards the barbecue stall.

The bag contained clothes stolen from his second sister, and he specially touched two unworn ones.

The prince has ordered that this matter should not be made public.

So he didn't dare to send it over blatantly.

But after wandering around for a long time, I didn't see the prince's shadow.

"Didn't the prince show up at the stall today?"

There was a murmur in my heart.

But at this time, his little brother ran over with excitement on his face.

"Brother! Big brother! Good news, good news!"

Zhang Ergou raised his eyebrows, "What's the good news? We'll talk about it later, I'm busy with business."

He waved his hand impatiently, telling his little brother not to bother him.

But the younger brother couldn’t wait to say:

"Brother, that stupid guy from Bei City has someone do it for him today."

"What?"

After hearing this, Zhang Ergou turned around and said, "You mean Chen Wu?"

"Yes, yes, Emma, ​​it's so relaxing."

"Quick, tell me."

I got interested for a while.

In this way, the two of them squatted in the corner, and the younger brother recounted everything he heard in the market today.

Zhang Ergou swallowed hard after hearing this.

"This guy actually dared to hit the prince in the face. I'm convinced. I'm not as good as him in this regard."

He said this with his mouth, but in his heart he felt a burst of schadenfreude.

You know, Jiang Licheng has five generals.

He is a prostitute in the east and a thief in the west, a rogue in the south and a villain in the north.

Nan Po refers to Zhang Ergou, and Bei Evil refers to the bully Chen Wu who has been hanging around in the market in the north of the city.

Of course, the villain actually refers to Lee Seung-koo.

This is something everyone knows among the people, but no one dares to really say it.

The gangster Zhang Ergou and the bully Chen Wu have always been difficult to deal with.

One family has money, and the other has a high military value.

Neither of them is convinced by the other, but neither can destroy the other.

So gradually an unwritten rule was formed.

With the middle street as the boundary, the two of them can play their own games without infringing on each other.

But who would have thought that the rogue Prince Jiang actually occupied Zhong Street, otherwise he wouldn't have offended this demon king.

Today, I felt so happy when I heard that the prince had taken care of Chen Wunei's grandson.

"What about the prince?"

Zhang Ergou asked quickly, but the younger brother shrugged and said he didn't know.

After careful consideration, since the prince did not come to the barbecue stall, he must have returned to the palace.

If I go to claim credit at this time, and add insult to injury to Chen Wu's grandson, wouldn't Beishi become my territory from now on?

He was so happy that he didn't even care about his younger brother, so he pulled him aside and went straight to Prince Xian's Mansion.

By this time, Li Chengjiu had already returned to the mansion.

After closing the doors and windows, he checked carefully and then took out a small charcoal basin.

Light the charcoal, then take out another black stone from the basket and throw it in.

For a long time, the stone made several crackling sounds in succession.

Then, it started to turn red.

The corners of Li Chengjiu's mouth raised slightly.

Sure enough, he guessed it right.