"Boom!"

Another crisp slap was too loud, and Liangchen couldn't help but twitch his tender face, and then felt relieved: It's great!

pain!

It hurts so much!

Song Xiance only felt that the stars were rising in his eyes, and he was confused. When he woke up, not only did his face hurt, but his chin was even more cool.

"Huh?" The fat man exclaimed, "Brother, this old guy has a fake beard!"

"Hey, it's true!"

When the fat man and his companions were all happy when they saw the fake beards being knocked away.

"Pretending to be a ghost, I will beat you bastard to death!" The fat man was so angry that he was about to hit him, and he was about to step forward with a punch.

Song Xiance couldn't bear to eat anymore and begged for mercy: "Brothers, my body, hair, skin, and parents, you beat me away, so let me go this time."

"Give you?" The fat man's brother glared, "If I hadn't stopped him, my brother would have been killed. You want me to spare you!"

"Isn't this a cleansing person?" Song Xiance looked aggrieved.

The fat man smiled and said, "Didn't you beat you to death?"

A companion next to him picked up the fake beard from the ground and said to the fat man and his brother: "Even the beard is fake. I think this person has a problem. What if it's better to tie him to the official position."

"No, no, brothers, you have something to say, and something to say!" When Song Xiance heard that he was going to send an official, he was really anxious.

Liangchen narrowed his eyes slightly from the side: Could this guy really have a case on him?

The fat man's brother winked at the fat man. The fat man nodded slightly and said angrily: "It's okay not to send him to the official position. Then what's wrong with this?"

"What do you mean by brothers?" Song Xiance smiled all over his face.

"Lost money!" A fat man shouted loudly.

The fat man said "Oh": "Lose money!"

"If you don't lose money, you'll want to look good!"

Several helpers started to make a fuss together, alarming many men and women who were doing business upstairs, and they raised their pants and lay on the railing to watch the fun.

The inn shopkeeper and the clerk also watched from the bottom of the building. If someone died, they would definitely have to take care of it. But judging from this situation, the miser should have lost money when he came to the door, and he was not in a hurry to come and interfere.

"This... I'm going to hide it from me, I really have no money." Song Xiance looked helpless.

If it weren't for the fact that he had just given this guy a filial piety, Liangchen would have almost believed it.

The good ministers didn't believe it, and the fat man and the others didn't believe it. The fat man's brother didn't say anything, and stepped forward and held Song Xiance down, and then a group of people searched Song Xiance in a slight manner. As a result, he couldn't find a single copper coin.

"I don't believe it!"

The fat man is not willing to give up. This time, he will help his brother stand up. First, he will teach this charlatan that hurts people, and second, he will make a fortune by the way. Otherwise, who will pay the money for these helpers?

"Brother, go into his room to search!" Although the fat man was fat, his head was spinning fast.

"Yes, go into the room and search!"

The fat man picked out the key from Song Xiance, opened the lock and pulled Song Xiance into the house.

Several helpers followed in, and everyone was in a mess of circling around the house.

The bed, the pillows and the quilts were all turned over.

Liangchen stood by the door and didn't go in because he wanted to watch the fun too.

There is no hurry to save people.

He is not a father-in-law.

"Brothers, I really have no money. Even if you demolish this house, you don't have no money..." Song Xiance complained, and felt very distressed when he saw the guys he was having, the pen and inkstones, the compass, etc. being thrown on the ground by these people.

"Shut up!"

The fat man was annoyed when he couldn't get the money and was about to beat someone up if he punched him.

"Okay, okay, I just don't talk."

Song Xiance is really cowardly. He is so cowardly that the good ministers are wondering if this guy wants to compete with him for the ranking of the cowardly list?

I saw that the man like Song Xiance, who was like an iron tower, was squatting honestly on the edge of the bed, and his hands were subconsciously holding him, which made Liangchen very friendly because he was also very skilled in this movement.

A group of people flipped through it and found that they really didn't find any money, and there were no valuable items. However, a guy took out a cloth bag from under the bed. He thought there was money inside, but when he opened it, he found that there were a bunch of household posts inside.

"So many posts?"

Everyone was stunned, and Liangchen was also stunned. Song Xiance had a bitter face and did not dare to say anything.

"Whose are they?"

The fat man opened these household posts in wonder and opened the first one. He recognized the words and saw that it was Hu Chongba, Luoyang Prefecture, Henan Province.

"This is from Zhao Sihai, Liuzhou, Shandong."

"There is also a Tongzhou Shi Dayong."

"Kaifeng Zhou Shixiang."

He is truly worthy of being at the foot of the emperor and has a high level of education. Most of these fat men can recognize words.

"Zhao Ritian? There is this one?" A guy was shocked to hold the Zhang Hu post.

The fat man was also shocked, and reached out to take it over and took it, and scolded the guy with a smile: "This word is pronounced by Hao, what is Ritian?"

"It's Hao, hehe, I thought it was Ritian." The guy who read the typo looked embarrassed.

There are more than 30 copies of the household posts in various places, including various names, and their hometown, age and family address are also very detailed. All this not only opened the eyes of the fat man and his group of people, but also allowed Wei Liangchen to see it.

Song Xiance is not a fortune teller, he is just a fake certificate dealer!

It seems that I am self-indulgent and wishful thinking. This guy is definitely not the elusive "Song Haier".

Because, this is completely beyond Liangchen's imagination.

It is said that people are so bold and the land is so productive.

But now, no matter how good the good minister thinks, he cannot connect the famous founding military advisor, fake certificate dealer, and charlatan, and a tower-like body, but is so cowardly that he is like a pig.

Liangchen curled his lips and was extremely disappointed. He didn't feel sorry for money, but because he felt sorry for his own eyes and his eyes were secretly thrown into the pearl.

Song Xiance is just one of this guy's many fake identities.

Since he is not the person he wants, the good minister doesn't want to stay here anymore. With the virtue of a great man, it will definitely be difficult to reach the top if he wants to spit out the money.

Just take it as a lesson.

You shouldn't be too honest in being a human being.

Another factor that prompted Liangchen to leave was that he was afraid that the fat man and the others would not be able to get money from Song Xiance, so he turned to pester him again.

This kind of thing is not impossible.

Just as he was about to leave quietly, another voice came from inside, "Song Kangnian, Yongcheng, Henan."

Song Kangnian, Yongcheng?

"Suddenly", Liangchen looked at the man squatting beside the bed again, and his eyes were very bright.

It seems that the great man is a ginseng fruit.

You can become an immortal after eating, but you can play with it if you don’t eat it.

You can't be wrong, you must be wrong, it's him!

Song Xiance, also known as Song Kangnian, is a must-have.

If you really are not a person, you should not behave like a master.

What is a master?
Chapter completed!