Honglouchun

Under the pain, Suyun cried out.

Jia Qiang moved slowly, and only after her brows stopped frowning did she begin to thrust vigorously.

Suyun yelled, and Li Wan looked at it, walked over, took his hand, put it on his chest, and kissed his body again...

After four or five hundred blows, Suyun let out a hasty cry, and gushed out gusts of nectar from his lower body, Jia Qiang pressed down Li Wan, who was short of breath, and began to conquer again...

sleepless nights.

PS: Li Wan's story is just an easter egg, open-ended, it can be included or not, and it does not affect the main text.Cough cough, there is another chapter in this chapter, but it has nothing to do with the main text, after all, I am a serious person!

In addition, can book friends who haven't subscribed to Shuzi help to order one? I haven't finished the book, so I can only go through it slowly, and I'm almost ready to subscribe...

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Chapter 794 The Jingyang Bell Rings

The night is getting darker.

Ningguo Mansion, Ning'an Hall.

Inside the study.

Jia Qiang was concentrating on dealing with the paperwork and letters sent by Feng Delin and Ye Xiao.

With the current power of the Delin, even though he has great trust in the independent shopkeepers, there are still a lot of documents that he still needs to make a final decision after they have screened them.

Not to mention, the amount of information Ye Xiao collects every day is huge.

Ye Xiao has no ability to deploy the world, and Jia Qiang is not prepared to do so. The financial, manpower, and material resources that will be spent are really not something that a Delin can afford, and it is not necessary.

However, it is within our capabilities and necessary to control the capital and deploy the provincial branches of the Delin.

Not to mention, there were no fewer than 80 shopkeepers and assistants who were dealt with due to night owl surveillance this year.

The greed of the human heart will never disappear, no matter ancient or modern, regardless of Chinese and foreign.

And the control of the capital is naturally the most important thing.

One year has passed, the more than [-] masters who were brought from Yangzhou and escaped by feigning death have already integrated into every corner of the capital.

Either a servant of the prince's mansion, or a cook of the prime minister's mansion, or a wet nurse of the prince's mansion, or a disciple of the marquis' mansion...

Paving the way with a large amount of gold and silver allowed them not only to gain a firm foothold, but also to develop offline.

Stable and stealthy.

Because they have never done anything to harm the master's family, and they can always handle errands safely, these night owls are becoming more and more stable, and they are gradually being reused everywhere.

In another two or three years, this network will become finer and stronger.

If it is only used for self-protection, it is more than enough...

"Father, it's time to rest!"

When it was almost Zishi, after Xiangling and Qingwen, Ping'er also came to greet and persuade.

Jia Qiang pointed to the paper notes as high as hills on several cases, and said with a wry smile: "It's the end of the year, and many things can't be delayed. It involves how to arrange shifts and pay money for the New Year's festival, how to raise salaries, and how to deal with it." Which one should be opened, and which one should be closed if it loses money, I have to decide for myself.”

Ping'er was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "Is there a door number for losing money?"

Jia Qiang shook her head and said with a smile: "How can there be a job in this world where you can make money without losing money? But it's not that the goods are not good, but that the local prominent families and rich families have jointly suppressed them. I don't know why, but they are secretly instigating and threatening the local people not to buy virtues. Lin’s business. If it’s a very rich place, then of course we have to find a way to open up the situation. But some places are really not rich and can’t make a lot of money, so we strategically withdraw.”

However, Ping'er felt that it was not Jia Qiang's temperament to retreat like this, so he laughed and said, "Master must have someone behind me?"

Jia Qiang called her to her, hugged her on her knees, and said with a smile, "A second hand? Of course there is a second hand, and it's great that the second hand is our commodity. The same baby stroller, although not all the streets are now, But there are not a few shops that sell these things. But why is the supply of baby carriages on West Xie Street always in short supply?"

Ping'er held down the mischievous hand in front of her, her pretty face flushed, and she said with a shy smile, "It's because our baby carriage is so good?"

Jia Qiang nodded and said: "That's natural. The small parts we make with various new lathes, although inconspicuous, can make all kinds of goods, such as baby carriages, baby beds, and various naughty toys, more exquisite. They Those people are used to being a gentleman on the surface, full of benevolence and morality, but secretly they are scumbags who do all kinds of evil. Although they didn't buy it in the local area, they still sent people to the nearby state capital to buy it. They used it secretly at home, and they still wanted it. It is extremely ridiculous to chase down the Delin in the local area. They don’t know, it’s just to earn their money. It’s so expensive, ordinary people can’t afford it..."

Hearing this, Ping'er ignored other matters, but looked at Jia Qiang and asked softly, "What kind of person do you think you are?"

Jia Qiang reached into her clothes and grabbed a vital point, said with a smile, "I'm a scum from the inside out, you didn't listen to what people say? But I'm different from them, I've never done anything righteously. owe."

As far as personal morality is concerned, he is indeed not a good person, just like those LSPs who liked to watch episodes in the previous life, they are all scum.

But if one day the country is in trouble, most of the brave warriors who sacrificed themselves for righteousness must be of this generation.

Ping'er leaned his head on Jia Qiang's shoulder, nodded, panting slightly, "Master just let my daughter love you so much, love to the bottom of her heart...human scum! After the second aunt stole it, she didn't even let the other one go." ! It's really... really bad!"

Looking at her delicate appearance, Jia Qiang was very moved for a moment, not daring to wait for him to strike, but Ping'er turned around and stood up from his arms, flashed Jia Qiang's hand with a smile like a flower, and said, "Don't disturb me." Grandpa has something to do, so grandpa should rest early!"

After that, he turned around and left the study with a smile.

This hoof is still angry from that night...

After Jia Qiang shook her head secretly, she continued to deal with business.

It was almost three o'clock before he put down his pen, stretched his waist, looked at the last copy on the case, pondered for a while...

That old ghost in Zhao Guogong's mansion is amazing, the Jiang family has begun to "secretly" prepare the shroud and coffin building.

Ah.

I just can't figure out how this old ghost Jiang plans to set up this game...

He shook his head, closed the document, and carried a whole stack of letterheads marked "Top Secret" into the outer room, where there was a brazier for destruction and burning. Jia Qiang didn't get up until he watched the documents burn and sealed the brazier, and left. out of the study...

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The next morning, the sky was bright.

Jia Qiang was sleeping soundly in the bedroom in the study when she heard someone knocking on the door continuously...

Jia Qiang went to open the door with a bit of getting up, and saw Madam Wu saying: "Master Hou, a message came in from the front, saying that someone from Zhao Guogong's mansion invited Master Hou to come, it seems that the old man is dying soon."

Jia Qiang was shocked when she heard the words, her sleepiness disappeared, she turned around and put on a cloak, and strode out.

Outside the gate of Zhiyi, I saw someone coming from Zhao Guogong's mansion. It was Jiang Tai.

Jia Qiang stared coldly at the sweet potato face of the visitor, and asked, "What's the matter? It's all right, why is my old man dying suddenly?"

Jiang Tai looked depressed and anxious, shook his head and said, "I don't know..."

"I don't know?"