I Built a Territory in Ancient Times

He didn't dare not to listen to Song Lian's orders. If it wasn't for Song Lian's support, he would still be a low-level scoundrel, so he both loved and feared Song Lian. However, after gathering these people, although the power seems to have grown a lot, but this indicates that the mouth for eating has increased a lot.

The food and supplies they robbed last time had to feed more and more people, and they would just sit and eat the mountains and empty the mountains.

Also, since the last time they successfully sacked Ningshi Village, the brothers under their command have become complacent in their hearts. As long as they want, Liangzhou can be theirs in and out. They can rob wherever they want, and what are the officers and soldiers? Things, they have to be deflated when they encounter them.

Although he felt that something was wrong in his heart, when others praised him as a big leader with both wisdom and courage, how clever and clever, and how powerful he was, he felt extremely proud.

After all, he was still a little inferior, as if after hearing this, he could stand side by side with Song Lian. Although he mentioned it today because of the intentions of the brothers, why didn't he want to create miracles again? He wants to become the biggest force in Liangzhou, and wants to gain Song Lian's affirmation and appreciation. He wants to protect Song Lian under his own wings, and no one will dare to deceive him in the future.

Song Lian stared at him, her eyes penetrating, Song Qingfu was at a loss when he stared at him, "What do you mean by sir?"

Song Lian snorted coldly, "How did I tell you that day?"

Song Qingfu shuddered, "You said that you have been dormant for a while," he paused, Meng Di raised his head, and his words revealed caution, "I know you are afraid that the officials will investigate, but look at , it's been so long, the officials dare not even let a fart, for fear of him being a bird!"

Hearing these vulgar words, Song Lian frowned in disgust, and sneered, "Go if you want to, ask me what to do?" The implication was that he didn't care what he did.

Song Qingfu was a little flustered when he heard the words. Seeing Song Lian's face, it didn't seem like a joke. If Song Lian really ignored him, then he would be miserable. He quickly waved his hand to explain, "I didn't mean that either, sir, don't get angry."

Song Lian raised the corners of her mouth, "Heh! Why am I so angry? You're going to die by yourself, I don't care, right?"

Song Qingfu was embarrassed, where did he go to die? Song Lian was also making too much of a fuss, but he didn't dare to talk about it again, so he had to talk about other things.

After that, Song Lian looked sullen, not interested in any topic, Song Qingfu was talking most of the time, and he only said a word from time to time. Song Qingfu stayed for a while longer, then finished the topic of embarrassment and left.

Not long after Song Qingfu had left, a little man jumped in outside the door, looking like a child of eight or nine years old.

Song Lian was drowsy at first, but when he saw this person coming in, he felt relieved in an instant. A charming smile appeared on his face, and it seemed that the whole room became brighter.

"Uncle Ping, are you back?" Song Lian's voice was filled with genuine joy, which was completely different from the indifference just now.

Uncle Ping wiped a few wipes on his face, but his figure did not change, just like a child's face after such a wipe, but his face became like orange peel, with deep and shallow wrinkles like ravines covering the whole face, so At a glance, it can be seen that his real age should be forty or fifty years old.

Uncle Ping smiled kindly, "Master, I have already found out what you asked me to inquire about."

Song Lian didn't have any air at this time, and poured him a cup of hot tea herself, "Uncle Ping has worked hard, first drink a cup of tea, sit down and talk slowly."

In this world, only Uncle Ping is his closest person. In front of him, he doesn't need any pretense.

When he came here with Uncle Ping, he also wanted to find an opportunity. He was not willing to do nothing for the rest of his life. He wanted revenge, even at all costs.

He had to pay back all the people who treated him back then. What about the emperor and the prince? He hated these supreme people. Deep into the mud, never turn over.

And he, unconvinced, why? He is ambitious, talented, and capable, just because someone framed him, just because someone didn't want him to come forward, should he end up in such a situation?

Therefore, as long as he has the opportunity, he must, must let them know how to write the word regret.

However, the hatred in Song Lian's eyes gradually faded, and the usual calmness was restored. Judging from my situation now, I don't know when and when I will be able to display my ambitions.

Uncle Ping knew Song Lian's thoughts. He watched this child grow up, so how could he not know what he was thinking, but no matter what he did, he would do his best to help him.

"Master, don't be impatient, one day, it will get better."

Uncle Ping's words calmed Song Lian. Yes, it will get better, today's dormancy is not for the sharp edge of other days, everything has just begun!

Chapter 50

"What news did you find out this time? Come and listen." Song Lian sat down and opened the topic.

It was he who heard about Shi Dashun and asked Uncle Ping to inquire about it. It wasn't that he didn't believe the spies sent by Song Qingfu, but he just thought that perhaps Uncle Ping would find out more if he went out to inquire.