Wang Yue snorted "unbridled!"

Although these servants can do some boxing, they have no strength and true spirit, which means that their roots are not real fighters, but they are stronger than the people. They are good at dealing with ordinary people, but they are worthless in front of such a master as Wang Yue.
Wang Yue got up and turned into a phantom. He punched these servants in the chest and suddenly made them lose their ability to act.
Wang Yue stepped out in front of Manchu Han and took a step back with horror in Manchu Han’s eyes. "Wang Yue, what do you want? I tell you, I am Manchu. If you dare to touch me, the magistrate’s adult will not let you go, and the emperor will not let you go. "
Manchu Han threatened Wang Yue’s eyes to despise the emperor Qianlong? He’s still upset about killing himself, right?
"Don’t worry, I won’t kill you," Wang Yue said with a smile, "but I won’t let you feel better."
Wang Yue hit the waist of Manchu Han with a palm, and the dark energy poured into his kidney. Manchu Han felt that his waist was like acupuncture, but the pain soon disappeared.
"Well, you can take your father and your servant to fuck off." Wang Yue pointed to the avenue at the entrance of the imperial doctor’s hall. "People like you are not welcome in the imperial doctor’s hall."
Man Han has a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, but in his heart, Wang Yue’s strength is not rooted in his ability to fight.
"Wang Yue, you wait for us to go." Manchu Han called the servant and left the imperial doctor hall with his father and seven people lying on the ground.
"good"
See Manchu Han away from the people to shout good.
Wang Yue can also say that they are very happy when they do things.
Wang Yue looked at Manchu Han and sneered at him. After that dark blow destroyed his kidney vein, the Manchu Han would often urinate blood and could not practice martial arts. He was ten times as old as ordinary people.
"He doesn’t have a few years to live." Wang Yue laughed.
After that blow, the Manchu man can live for two or three years at most.
……
Wang Yuegang returned to Xiaoyuan and brought a secret letter. It turned out to be He Shen.
"Huh?" Wang Yue eyebrows a wrinkly "this red flower will be how to return a responsibility? Didn’t I tell them to send 3 thousand tons of snow salt to He Shen every month? Why didn’t I send it this month? "
In the first three months, He Shen got 9,000 tons of snow salt for his family to sell abroad and Mongolia, but he earned more than 100,000 taels of silver. He Shen dreamed of going to the family like this all the time so that he wouldn’t worry about silver.
However, this month, when He Shen once again sent people to collect snow salt outside Beijing, they found that the Red Cross people did not deliver the snow salt, which made He Shen very angry and wrote a secret letter to question Wang Yue.
"This red flower festival is really greedy! Even He Shen snow salt also want to be greedy for ink "Wang Yue face with a hint of anger.
Although He Shen is Manchu, he is a big corrupt official and the only way for Wang Yue to get news from the palace now. It can be said that He Shen is a very important chess in Wang Yue’s layout, but now the Red Cross has stopped sending snow salt, which has caused cracks in Wang Yue’s He Shen.
The Red Flower Club dare not be greedy for ink, Wang Yueyin, but He Shen’s three thousand bears of snow salt still dare to move some hands and feet. Three thousand bears of snow salt and one bear of snow salt is one hundred Jin, but it is tens of thousands of silver profits, and no one is not tempted.
"This Red Flower Festival is also a failure. This time, I must go to the Red Flower Festival in person. I want to see who is greedy for those three thousand bears of snow salt!" Wang Yue’s eyes are full of pitfalls, and he has made his own great cause and layout. Wang Yue doesn’t mind making an example of others.
Wang Yue returned to his room and wrote a secret letter to He Shen explaining the snow salt. He also promised that the 3,000 tons of snow salt would be sent to Beijing this month together with one month.
"Come!"
A teenager came into the room and apologized, "master"
Wang Yue handed the letter to the teenager and said, "Send this letter secretly to He Shen House in Beijing and hand it to He Shen."
The boy nodded with a resolute face, "It’s the master."
……
Wang Yue packed his salute and was about to go out with the horse.
"Wang Yue, where are you going?"
Master Chen asked Wang Yue as if he were going out of town.
The imperial doctor’s hall and the Chinese escort agency have just been on the right track. It is precisely because Wang Yue is personally in Jinan City that he wants to leave at this time.
Wang Yue sighed and said, "I’m going to the Red Flower Club. I have some things to deal with. Master Chen, when I’m away, the Imperial Medical Hall and the Chinese Escort Agency will rely on your old man. Those little guys will be lazy and hope you can watch them."
Master Chen smiled and said, "Don’t worry, I’ll watch them, Ayi and Xiaoyuan. They have good skills, so don’t worry too much. Just remember to come back early."
Wang Yue fuels and laughs. "Thank you very much."
Wang Yue rode a horse and Master Chen suddenly called out, "Wang Yue, when you go to the Red Flower Club, can you drop by Chenjiagou to give my son my salary these months?"
Master Chen doesn’t worry about eating and drinking without spending money here in Wang Yue, but Chen Jiagou is different. Chen Jiagou doesn’t do any business. He is naturally poor in farming. Master Chen also has a full salary of 15,200 silver for three months, which is a lot of money for Chen Jiagou.
Master Chen is from Chenjiagou. Naturally, it is impossible to forget the clan.
Wang Yue nodded. "Master Chen can rest assured that I will send the silver to Chenjiagou."
……
Honghuahui helm
Five masters and six masters, they are called "black and white" by Jianghu people. Both of them are brothers from Qingcheng Mountain, and their martial arts have reached the first-class level. It is the two of them who are responsible for sending snow and salt to He Shen.