Peerless Pirates

Although Lu Junqing wanted to eat Song Zheng, there was nothing he could do at this moment. Even if they had to fight for manpower, Song Zheng had far more people than him. There was no other way, so Lu Junqing had to endure it. At the same time, he felt secretly in his heart.

I swear that if there is a chance in the future, Song Zheng will not be able to live or die.

Song Zheng saw the cold light flashing in Lu Junqing's eyes, but he didn't know what he was thinking about. He didn't say anything immediately and just drank tea leisurely. He was not in a hurry anyway.

After a long time, Lu Junqing said bitterly, "If it works, it's up to you."

"Brother Lu is such an open-minded person." Song Zheng chuckled and said, "When I go out soon, you will announce that Mu Yu will go and seize Jiang Huan's property. Is that okay?"

"Mu Yu is now your subordinate, why do you want me to announce it?"

"Didn't you say that the case committed by Jiang Huan was committed when Dark Eagle was not reformed? Naturally, it would be more appropriate for you to announce it."

"Okay!" Lu Junqing replied angrily, "Now, you should give me the things?"

"Here, of course, I wanted to give it to Brother Lu." Song Zheng chuckled and waved to Shui Ding. Shui Ding hesitated and handed the confession to Song Zheng.

Lu Junqing stretched out his hand to take it, but Song Zheng raised his hand and said, "Brother Lu, don't worry!"

"Song Xiaolang!" Lu Junqing immediately said angrily, "Are you done yet? If you continue to ask for high prices, I would rather not have that thing!"

Lu Junqing roared, and there was another commotion outside. However, after learning from the previous lesson, no one rushed in. Shao Zhijie and others just looked at each other, and they really couldn't figure out what could happen that could make the people who had always been so calm and calm.

Mr. Lu, who was confident and unfazed by the collapse of Mount Tai, was so angry that even the tone of his speech changed.

"No, that's not good, you've already written the IOU." Song Zheng said regretfully.

Lu Junqing was trembling all over, his face was purple, veins were pulsing on his forehead, his hands were open, and he looked like he wanted to rush forward. Seeing Shui Ding next to him grinning, he was really worried that Lu Junqing would lose his breath all of a sudden.

Song Zheng saw that the fire was almost done. If this continued, Lu Junqing might really go berserk, so he asked with a smile, "Brother Lu, you see that you are in a hurry. I just want to ask you, what do you think about Eunuch Shui?"

How are people?"

Song Zheng said and handed over a confession. Lu Junqing took it and glanced at it quickly. The content on it was exactly the same as the first two he saw. It was all about how Jiang Huan bullied domineering women and was greedy for money.

, mixed with content about sending money to Shao Zhijie and Huang Song.

Passing another one over, Song Zheng continued to ask, "Brother Lu, I want to ask you something. What do you think of Eunuch Shui?"

Although Lu Junqing was impatient, he did not dare to snatch it directly from Song Zheng. He relied on his brain to make a living. Although he knew some kung fu, he was not a master. In addition, he was old and frail, and his fighting power was probably only as good as that of an ordinary strong man.

Han is quite good.

Now, Lu Junqing's eyes were attracted by the contents of the confession, and he answered vaguely, "What about it?"

Song Zheng stopped, "I'm talking about what do you think of Mr. Shui, talent, kung fu, and so on."

Lu Junqing secretly thought, what good things can he get from being with you? However, he, Lu Junqing, can glare at Song Zheng, but he can't do anything to Shui Ding. After all, Shui Ding came in place of the little emperor, and he never said anything about it from beginning to end.

One sentence.

"Eunuch Shui has an extraordinary appearance and is calm and majestic. He must have good kung fu! I have long heard that he is a great talent around the Holy Emperor!" Lu Junqing looked at the confession in Song Zheng's hand, said a few words in general, and then said, "You

Give it to me quickly!"

Song Zheng chuckled and said, "Since Mr. Shui is so good, do you think it would be no problem if he became the deputy commander of our right division?"

Lu Junqing was suddenly startled, and his eyes immediately turned cold, "Song Xiaolang, I'm afraid this is your ultimate goal?"

Shuiding was also stunned for a moment. He knew that originally, the young emperor had intended for him to be the supervisor of Zuo Si. However, considering the Queen Mother's side, the young emperor gave in and left the choice of supervisor of Zuo Si to the Queen Mother.

The little cultivator read the whole book. This made Shuiding, who was originally full of hope, still a little disappointed. Unexpectedly, less than a month later, Song Zheng found an opportunity and made himself the deputy governor of Yousi.

Shuiding didn't know yet that the young emperor had already intended for him to be transferred to Zuo Si. If Huang Jiao hadn't intervened this time, the young emperor would have wanted to take the opportunity to discuss the matter with Huang Yuandu. However, now that the situation has changed, Song Zheng naturally

Seize this opportunity.

The four demands Song Zheng mentioned to Lu Junqing today were from easy to difficult, step by step. First, it was ten thousand taels of silver, then forty thousand taels of silver, then it was the power to inspect Jiang Huan's family property, and finally it was to talk about Shui Ding being appointed deputy capital.

At this time, Song Zheng had already given Lu Junqing a few pictures. It was when Lu Junqing saw the "dawn" that his mentality was very accurate.

"Brother, are you outspoken when you say this?" Song Zheng said with a smile, "You praised Mr. Shui just now, but now you have this attitude, is it not good?"

Lu Junqing suddenly realized that he seemed to be praising Eunuch Shui just now. Song Zheng's question made him a little embarrassed. However, he quickly adjusted it and said sarcastically, "The appointment of the deputy capital commander seems to be both you and me."

Can't decide? Besides, Eunuch Shui is a person close to the Holy Master, how can you and I make arrangements?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Song Zheng said happily, "Let me talk about you first. Are you willing to let Eunuch Shui serve as deputy commander?"

"This..." Lu Junqing couldn't help but hesitate. It was really hard to answer. If he directly said he didn't want to, it would be a slap in Shui Ding's face. If he said he was willing, Huang Yuandu couldn't explain it!

After all, Lu Junqing is an old fox. After a slight change of thought, he came up with an idea, "When Mr. Shui comes to Yousi, Lu will naturally welcome him, but Yousi now has two deputy chiefs, Shao Zhijie and Wang Chui. Our Yousi's establishment, but

I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to deal with the regulations already in place." At this point, Lu Junqing also expressed his apology to Shui Ding.

"This is easy to handle! We have the right to recommend it!" Song Zheng handed over another confession, "You and I sign, please ask the Holy Spirit to transfer the two deputy Shao and Wang to one. Look.

Deputy Commander Wang has good martial arts and a strong physique, so he is going to join the army. I believe that as Deputy Commander of the Right Division, he will be able to become a general in the army, or even a great general."

Lu Junqing's mind was dazzled by Song Zheng's statement, and he murmured, "Wang Chui originally came from the military."

With the paper handed over to him, Song Zheng winked at Shui Ding. Shui Ding understood and began to write the recommended memorial with ink. Although there is no standard paper for memorials now, he doesn't have to worry about so much.

Lu Junqing glanced at Shui Ding, his expression changed, and in a blink of an eye he was attracted by the paper that Song Zheng handed over again.

"Look at you, you just praised Eunuch Shui and said you welcome him to Yousi, but now you are pushing back." Song Zheng muttered, "It's in vain that I, Song Xiaolang, admire your character!"

Lu Junqing knew that he absolutely could not agree to this matter, but he was trapped by Song Zheng's words. So, he lowered his head, said nothing, and just took the paper from Song Zheng's hand.

Song Zheng handed it over very slowly, basically reading a piece of paper from beginning to end before handing it to Lu Junqing. Taking advantage of this time, Shuiding quickly finished writing the memorial. The content was naturally praised by Lu Junqing and Song Zheng.

After a while, leave a blank space at the end for Lu Junqing and Song Zheng to sign.

"Oh, this is good!" Song Zheng shouted while holding a piece of paper, "Brother Lu is really getting better and better. He actually found a henkeeper. I really envy him!"

"Nonsense!" Lu Junqing, who was already impatient, became impatient and tried to grab him, but Song Zheng was good at blocking it, "Brother Lu, that's not what I said. Jiang Huan said that you once went to Hangzhou, and in Zui Feng

Lou fell in love with the famous actress Guan Xiaoxiao, and Jiang Huan spent three thousand taels of silver to pay for your prostitution."

"Slander, pure slander!" Lu Junqing was so angry that his beard stood straight up. Lu Junqing himself was not a lecherous person. He only had an old wife in his family. She followed him when he was young and poor and never left her. Lu Junqing once vowed not to marry again.

Later, he also engaged in frivolous affairs. This was unique among all the people around Huang Yuandu. Lu Junqing was also quite proud of it. Now, Jiang Huan actually confessed this, how could he not be angry?

In fact, Jiang Huan's confession stated that he once invited Lu Junqing to the Zui Feng Tower to listen to Guan Xiaoxiao's singing and expressed his willingness to redeem Guan Xiaoxiao's life for Lu Junqing. Lu Junqing did not agree, so Jiang Huan directly gave Lu Junqing money.

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Song Zheng was an excellent liar. What he said was half true and half false, but the essence was completely different. Lu Junqing was preoccupied by Song Zheng. He wanted to see the confession in hand and listen to Song Zheng's nagging.

What Shui Ding wrote also attracted some attention. As a result, Lu Junqing, who was already old, was a little tired of his brain. Now that he was stimulated by Song Zheng's half-truths, he suddenly lost his cool.

"Song Xiaolang, give it to me quickly!" Lu Junqing tried to grab him twice, but Song Zheng dodged him both times, and he couldn't help but scream in a low voice.

Song Zheng smiled and gestured towards Shui Ding.

Lu Junqing rushed over in two or three steps, picking up his pen and about to write. Suddenly, he stopped, raised his head and said, "Song Xiaolang, are you bluffing me!?"

Song Zheng blew the paper in his hand and read, "In late March of the seventh year of the Zhengyuan Dynasty, on the first day, Mr. Lu went to Hangzhou to supervise the incident where Black Eagle in Yuezhou was stabbed by the Imperial City Secretary. I asked him to get drunk.

We listened to music at Fenglou, and Su Xiaoxiao sang. In the evening, Mr. Lu stayed over, and I gave him three thousand taels of silver as a means of spending the night."

Lu Junqing's anger surged and he wrote his name angrily. Then he threw the pen to the ground and said, "Bring it here!"

Song Zheng gestured to Shui Ding, who quickly dried the ink and put it in his arms.

The big thing was done, Song Zheng laughed, rolled up the paper, and threw it towards Lu Junqing. Lu Junqing hurriedly went to pick it up, but saw the paper scattered with a crash.

"Brother Lu, why didn't you catch it?" Song Zheng sighed, but did not move. He watched Lu Junqing stick out his butt and pick up the confessions one by one. While picking them up, he also searched for information about the prostitutes.

One piece.

Song Zheng didn't have the time to wait for him to finish, but instead greeted loudly, "Brother Lu and I have finished talking, come in!"

This shout made Lu Junqing randomly fold up all the confessions and stuff them into his arms. These things were inconvenient for even his confidants to see.