Even if you are not a civil servant, you are a professional staff member. No matter how bad you are, you are a contract worker. You have five insurances and one fund. You will be treated if you are sick and will be dissatisfied if you die.

Liangchen held his laughter and lowered his head down even more fiercely, looking like a fool playing with an ant.

He was so happy that he wished these two unlucky guys would climb higher, the better. It would be better to be a county-level cadre in the palace. In this way, when the second uncle becomes rich in the future, Wei Xiaoqiansui will be born. At that time, these two unlucky guys will not know what their faces will look like when they see him.

Humph, I dare to show the immortal dance for me Wei Xiaoqiansui, it looks good as you!

Liangchen made up his mind that in the future, these two unlucky guys must have a scene again...

Hu Guang and Sha Qiandao were in a better mood at this time than Wei Xiaoqiansui, and they were also richer.

After three years, they finally got their wish and became part of their "husband". This is really the best place for the world.

Thank you, Mr. Qiu, Widow Pan, Godniang Wang, Imperial Horse Supervisor, and the idiots we have deceived together in those years...

When they beat Liangchen, they were almost lying on the ground without paying attention.

The East Palace is a new beginning for the second uncle; the Jishuitan Horse Farm is also a new starting point for these two people.

In a new life, the two people depend on each other.

The long road of life, who said that life is only hard? I have you with you on my way, even if there is pain...

Liangchen and the two unlucky guys walked away, got up and patted their butts, smiled and looked at the sky. It was still early, so he thought about finding a place to stroll around.

When Baba came back and got the things, Liangchen was about to leave the capital and return home. When he came, he was not in the mood to visit and was about to leave. He naturally had to take a good look at the capital.

This tour took me from Si Shi to Wei Shi. Finally, Liangchen came to the hotel dedicated to the Honglu Temple to accommodate the tributes of the French.

Why am I here?

Liangchen recalled carefully that he did not ask anyone about it along the way. It was a coincidence or a call from fate, and he was also subconsciously coming here.

No matter what the reason was, Liangchen finally met the braids with the rat tail of Jin Qian again.

Perhaps, from the tea shop, he never put down these braids in his heart.

Liangchen was not here to assassinate, because he knew that Shurhazi was a pro-Ming faction, and his elder brother Nurhaci had a completely different attitude towards the Ming Dynasty.

Even though Amin set a precedent for massacre in Manzhou Pass, Liangchen had no intention of looking for him to fight for anything. Just as Gao Qiqian, who ran into Tongzhou that day, knew that the other party would kill Lu Xiangsheng in the future, Liangchen still let him leave.

Whether Gao Qiqian or Amin, they are all small people now.

Liangchen, wondering if he could do something.

If the history books of his previous life did not deceive him, this year, Shurhaci was imprisoned by Nurhaci after returning from tribute. Two years later, and his sons were also killed, except Amin. Only then could Nurhaci truly control Jianzhou and show his fangs to the Ming Dynasty.

So, if Shulhazi does not die, can history evolve in another direction?

Even if it only delays for a year or two.

This is enough.

The defeat of Sarhu was due to the fact that the Ming army was too hasty and the information was unknown.

With more time, the understanding between the enemy and us will be completely different.

Even if it's only two more days, it's enough for the Marin Ministry to successfully meet with Juniper.

Sarhu would not have been defeated so miserably!

Liangchen found a secluded place outside the inn and quietly watched the braids who were entering and leaving.

He saw Amin and the Jiannu who regarded him as his grandson.

The two were talking with the officials of the Honglu Temple, and they were excited from time to time, as if they were talking about dissatisfaction. The officials of the Honglu Temple were just nodding there, indicating that they wanted to report the meaning of Jianzhou to the boss.

The court's major political affairs must win over Shurhaqi, and Liaodong General Li wrote another letter to the court that the court must treat the Right Guard of Jianzhou well. Therefore, the officials of the Honglu Temple did not dare to put on the air of the Celestial Empire. They were extremely attentive to the Right Guard of Jianzhou in the past two days. They basically met the requirements if they had any requirements, and they had no requirements if they had no requirements. In short, the Right Guard of Jianzhou must feel "at home" to the Ming Dynasty, so that they can truly feel the goodness of the Ming Dynasty to them.

The good ministers were far away and could not hear what Amin and the others were saying, nor did they see Shurhazi appear. I guess this person was still being "visited" by court officials.

Liangchen didn't think of a way to prevent Shurhazi from dying.

The sun gradually sets, and he sighs and is about to go to Baba first. When he passes by Baita Temple, he sees an acquaintance - the old fortune teller who fools him to cut birds that day.

This turtle grandson, shoots him and changes his place. It must be that someone smashed the stall in Miaoying Temple, so he went to Baita Temple to continue to deceive people.

The good minister was angry. If it weren't for this old guy's crow's mouth, would he almost be unable to save the bird? The more he thought about it, he became more angry. Seeing that there was no official nearby, he made up his mind and wanted to kick the old man's stall and then ran away.

Wei Liangchen doesn't have other abilities, so he can still run away. I'm sorry that this old man can't catch up with him.

You can do it as soon as you say it. You can't do it, you can't do it, Liu Ruoyu, and you can't do it even if you are an old man!

Liangchen's mind was hot, he glanced at it, and then gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

The old fortune teller was calculating words for a woman. When he was about the point, a young man suddenly rushed over and then threw his stall to the ground without saying a word.

The pen and inkstone were thrown all over the floor, and the old man's beard was splashed with ink sweat.

The woman was also frightened and screamed, trembling all over.

"Boy, what are you doing?" The old fortune teller was very angry. He stood up in a mess since he stood up in a mess and wanted to settle accounts with Liangchen.

Liangchen grinned at him, then ran away.

What are you doing? Fuck you guys!

Liangchen is so happy, the famous Scud in his previous life, can you still be caught by an old man.

He was also preparing to run to a safe distance and look back at the old man's heartfelt appearance. Unexpectedly, he ran several feet away, but there was a whistling sound behind him.

To be precise, it is the sound of clothes fluttering in the wind.

I turned my head and saw that the old man's beard fluttering in the wind a few feet behind me.

Oh!

Liangchen felt a little sore: This old guy is quite capable of chasing him!

He accelerated immediately and wanted to shake the old man off, but after running a few steps, Liangchen felt that his body suddenly lightened and his feet were hanging in the air.

Unbelievable, Liangchen's face was full of incredible words.

"You little brat, don't ask who you Mr. Hu is, you dare to smash my stall!" The old fortune teller carried Wei Liangchen like a chicken, with an angry face, and a fist that was as big as a casserole smashed Liangchen's face.

"Damn old man, let me go!"

Liangchen was frightened and struggled desperately. He touched the old man's face with one hand, grabbed his beard and pulled it.

As a result, he failed.

Looking at the fake beards in my hand, the old man instantly turned into a big man, and the good minister was about to die.

Fakes, all of them are fake, and you don't play like this.

The Han general Liangchen threw Liangchen heavily on the ground and touched his chin, but he was still a little uncomfortable for a moment. When he looked at Liangchen again, he sneered.

"Boy, run, run again!" The sneer was accompanied by the big man's tower-like body and the iron feet that were as big as a sandbag.

"etc!"

Just as the man was about to kick Liangchen, Liangchen shouted, and then he took out a silver ingot in his hand like a magic trick.

Huh?!
Chapter completed!