As time passed, Lin Ye looked at the wine pot and said, "It's snowing in the evening, and I can drink a glass of wine. Since Zhenwei Hou likes this wine, then drink it."

"Since someone saved your life back then, let's be a couple in the underworld."

puff!

Jiang Beiyu squirted out a blood arrow from his mouth. Lin Ye had not moved, but the chair under him moved backwards and avoided the blood arrow.

"What am I?"

He wants to speak.

After Princess Changning said that, she threw her charming eyes lightly, but Lin Ye was seen and got goosebumps a little.

"Nineteen shopkeepers died in the Dahan Trading Company. One shopkeeper had a sip of wine and one sip less. The Marquis went to pay their lives."

"But Jiang Beiyu is my husband after all, and the royal face cannot be beaten. If Mr. Lin wants to resolve this matter, even the Han Dynasty's business can go further. He only needs to agree to this palace with one condition."

Especially in the cold winter, the sales of green ant wine are unique. Sitting around the fire, watching the snow scene, and warming up a pot of green ant wine has become the favorite thing for many literati and poets, and even some warriors.

Lin Ye did not speak, but reached out to hold the wine pot, swayed for a few times, and then looked at the wine pot quietly.

Shh!

Lin Ye's index finger was erected between his lips, indicating that Jiang Beiyu should not speak.

Jiang Beiyu didn't know what Lin Ye was selling, so he had to bite the bullet and put it on: "I really like this green ant wine."

A few minutes later, the old man listened to the middle-aged man's story and looked puzzled: "A business owner actually has a state that is comparable to the Great Perfection of the Jingzhe Realm. He ordered all his disciples not to go out in the near future. In addition, you immediately send a message to the head and inform the situation of the head, so that the head can rush back as soon as possible after handling the situation in Nanjiangmen."

A few minutes later, a fire broke out in Zhenwei Hou Mansion. In less than a quarter of an hour, the entire Zhenwei Hou Mansion was swallowed by the fire.

This is the main hall of the Zhenwu Hall of Qingzhou.

Lin Ye was not polite, and stepped into the living room, directly on the side of the stove, sitting down opposite Jiang Beiyu.

But if the Dahan Trading Company is in his hands, there will be no such problem.

"Kill me, Mr. Lin, do you think I can keep the secret? Mr. Lin is coming to Qingzhou openly. The marquis dies, and if I die too, my father will naturally guess who the murderer is."

...

"The second uncle, the eldest brother and the third brother were killed on the official road. The sixth junior brother's Zhenwei Hou Mansion suddenly caught fire tonight, and the entire mansion was burned clean. The sixth junior brother also died in the fire."

The wine was over half hot, and footsteps came at the door.

"If my husband dies, I will naturally find another one. As long as Mr. Lin is willing to become my husband's son-in-law, then the palace will tell me about the position of the head of the Zhenwu Palace. I can also convince him that he will not retaliate against Mr. Lin."

Ten miles outside Qingzhou City, there are countless mountains, buildings and pavilions, and even in the dark, there are lights everywhere, and from a distance, it looks like winding light strips.

Jiang Beiyu, who claims to be a handsome man, has to admit in his heart that this person is even more beautiful than him.

Jiang Beiyu had no choice but to swallow the whole lot of words he had just prepared. He didn't have the courage to provoke the person in front of him now.

"drink!"

call out!

A sword light flashed, Princess Changning's head fell from her neck, a stream of blood spurted out, and after a few breaths, her body fell on Jiang Beiyu's body.

...

His chest was so hot that it was about to tear apart, and blood was already overflowing from his nostrils, and more than a dozen hot bubbles appeared on his entire lips instantly.

Lin Ye's sudden thunderous voice made him tremble all over, and his face was full of rage. As a marquis and a disciple of Zhenwu Palace, when did anyone dare to speak so loudly to him?

Lin Ye looked at Jiang Beiyu indifferently. Jiang Beiyu lowered his head and looked at the wine pot, with a look of resentment flashing in his eyes. He swore that when he escaped this disaster, no matter what the price he paid, he would ask the Grand Master to capture Lin Ye.

At the door, the figure standing was not his senior brother and third brother, but a strange man he didn't know.

"If you want to go, go. Uncle Master's arrangement will naturally have the intention of his uncle."

The old man glared at him, and the middle-aged man bowed his head and walked out of the hall quickly. After the middle-aged man walked out, the old man was a little anxious to walk in place.

"It was this time, was the news leaked?"

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