Bishop's Retirement

Monk Bupo said that the words were high-sounding and righteous, but after all, he still had no essence and blood to nourish Mo Changkong.

As long as this Bupo monk has a way to nourish Mo Changkong, if he didn't miss it just now, he probably didn't sneak attack from behind, but blocked the knife from the front...

"Amitabha!"

At this time, Monk Bupo recited softly, and said, "Since this person has been executed, we'd better restrain him as soon as possible and let him be buried in peace..."

"and many more!"

Before Monk Bupo could finish speaking, Wang Ye took out the sea arrest document and said, "This person is a felon wanted by the dynasty, how can he be buried hastily?"

"Furthermore, every household in Jinling City has closed their doors and stores because of this person."

"If we bury it, the people in the city will be in panic for a long time!"

Inside and outside the words, Wang Ye's face was righteous and strict, as if he was really thinking about the people of Jinling City.

"In that case, what do you think?"

At this time, Aji on the side asked.

"Naturally, send the body to the government office, let the master of the government office handle it, and then post a notice to make the people in the city feel at ease..."

Inside the words, Wang Ye spoke seriously.

"You can pull it down!"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Aji said, "I don't know you yet?"

"And to make the whole city feel at ease, you really put gold on your face..."

"Let me tell you, you old money fanatic probably want to drag the corpse to the government office to exchange money!"

Inside the words, Aji revealed Wang Ye's old background.

"roll roll roll!"

Hearing Aji's words, Wang Ye said impatiently: "You boy can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth!"

"Am I just purely for money?"

"I mainly want to reassure the elders of Jinling City, and the second is to exchange money."

"After all, the tables and chairs in the store were broken by Mo Changkong. I used his body to go to the government office to exchange money for the tables and chairs. Is this reasonable and reasonable?"

At this time, Wang Ye was plausible.

"All right, all right, it's justified for you to be an old money fan"

At this moment, Aji nodded impatiently.

Immediately, he pointed to Mo Changkong's side, and said, "Then what do you do with this knife?"

Knife?

Hearing this, Wang Ye was slightly taken aback.

When he turned his head, he saw the Jade Blood Sword in Mo Changkong's hand lying on the side alone.

"What else can I do?"

After seeing the Jade Blood Knife, Wang Ye said, "This is Mo Changkong's murder weapon, so of course it must be handed over to the Lord Fuya!"

"I'm going to push the cart in the backyard now, you guys clean up the inn and prepare to open the door!"

"Is the door still open?"

Hearing this, Aji opened his mouth in surprise: "Didn't you say that the store will be closed for a day?"

"shit!"

Hearing Aji's voice, Wang Ye said, "When Mo Changkong is alive, we will naturally close the shop so as not to cause trouble..."

"Now that he's dead, why close the shop?"

Saying that, Wang Ye took a step and walked towards the backyard of Zuixianlou.

"Wang Papi..."

Seeing Wang Ye's back, Aji said in a low voice.

Chapter 169 Deal

After a while, Wang Ye pushed the cart to the front of Jinling Mansion Yamen.

In order to prevent Mo Changkong's body from being seen by others, Wang Ye even covered it with a straw mat.

At a glance, it looks strict and solid, without leaving any traces.

Looking at the gate of the government office in front of him, Wang Ye showed a smile on his face.

In front of the gate of the government office, there are more than a dozen tall office servants, headed by Zhao Tuotou.

These yamen servants hung steel knives from their waists, fully concentrating and being extremely vigilant.

Their palms were pressed against the handle of the knife, and they kept drawing the knife at any time.

This appearance was in stark contrast to his usual laid-back and lazy state.

Obviously, these are the temporary additions of manpower by the government yamen to deal with Mo Changkong.

Seeing this, the smile on Wang Ye's face became brighter.

The more this is the case in the Jinling government office, it means that the more attention is paid to the matter of Mo Changkong.

In such a state, Mo Changkong's corpse will be more valuable...

Thinking of this, Wang Ye stretched his arms and pushed the cart directly towards the government office.

"Mother!"

Seeing Wang Ye approaching with a cart, Catcher Zhao let out a strange cry, and hurried up to meet him: "My shopkeeper Wang, you didn't listen to what I told you, did you?"

"Mo Changkong came to Jinling City along the waterway. Every household closed their doors and shops. They were afraid that they would meet this person and become the dead soul of his subordinates..."

"It's good for you, push a cart and wander around the streets, don't you want to die?"

While speaking, Zhao Butou had a serious expression on his face.

"Catcher Zhao, don't worry..."

Seeing Zhao Butou's expression, Wang Ye smiled mysteriously and said, "I'll show you something good..."

As he spoke, Wang Ye pointed to the straw mat on the scooter with a mysterious expression on his face.

"good stuff!?"

Seeing the mysterious expression on Wang Ye's face, Catcher Zhao asked in confusion, "What good thing?"

"You will know if you open it and have a look?"

Between the words, the smile on Wang Ye's face became more and more mysterious.

"Look and see"

At this time Zhao Butou said: "I want to see what it is..."

As he spoke, Zhao Butou lifted a corner of the straw mat.

Suddenly, Mo Changkong's pale face appeared in front of his eyes!

"Mother!"

Seeing Mo Changkong's pale face, Catcher Zhao let out a strange cry and took several steps back.

At the same time, he looked at Wang Ye in front of him and said, "Shopkeeper Wang, this...is this the good thing you said!?"

Zhao Butou looked horrified and spoke in a panic, apparently taken aback.

"How about it?"

Seeing Zhao Catcher's flustered expression, Wang Ye smiled slightly and said, "Is it a good thing?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Butou was stunned, and his eyes fell on Mo Changkong again.

"Not only is it a good thing, this is simply a good thing!"

After confirming that it was Mo Changkong, Zhao Butou lowered his voice and said, "If this thing is handed in, it will be very beautiful. Not only will there be a silver reward, but the Sanfa Division will give you the title of a hero!"

"Then what if this thing is handed over by the government office?"

Looking at Zhao Butou in front of him, Wang Ye smiled slightly and said.

"That's a great credit!"

Hearing this, Zhao Catcher said as a matter of course: "This thing is a serious offender of the imperial court. If it is handed over through the government office, not only the master of the government office will have merit, but even I, the head catcher, will have a bright face!"

Inside and outside the words, Zhao Butou still had a trace of longing on his face.

"In this case, how about selling this thing to the government office?"

Having said that, Wang Ye smiled slightly and said.

!!!

As soon as these words came out, Catcher Zhao's eyes widened.

He stared at Wang Ye in front of him, and said, "Wang... Shopkeeper Wang, don't be joking!"

"If you hand over this thing, you will not only get money, but also the title of the three courts. You don't want any of these?"

At this time, Zhao Butou was completely shocked by Wang Ye's words.

If ordinary people encounter such things, they will not say anything.

Not to mention money or anything.

As far as the name alone is concerned, this is a matter of honoring the ancestors and the smoke of the ancestors, how could it be possible to give them away?

And Wang Ye in front of him actually wants to sell such a thing to the government office.

Such an approach, in Zhao Butou's opinion, was definitely kicked by the donkey.

"Hey, what name, what hero, it's all fucking fictitious!"

Hearing Zhao Butou's words, Wang Ye said: "He Sanju can give you a name today, and he can abolish your name tomorrow. What do you want this thing for?"

"Instead of showing off with a golden signboard, it's better to earn a few taels of silver..."

Having been in the arena for a long time, Wang Ye has already seen the arena thoroughly.

No. [-] in the world and righteous heroes are all fucking fake.

Fame is basically of no practical use other than being able to shout out to pretend to be aggressive and scare the fledgling melon egg.

Not only that, but it will cause a lot of troubles.

In this world, only strength and money are the most real.

"Treasurer Wang? Are you sure you want to sell?"

As if he didn't believe Wang Ye's words, Catcher Zhao asked again.

"Of course, otherwise, why would I push it here?"

At this moment, Wang Ye spoke as a matter of course.

"Then just wait, I'll go in and ask the master of Fuya!"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Zhao Butou ran away from the government office in a hurry.

Seeing this, Wang Ye was not in a hurry.

Good products are not afraid to wait.

A fool would not do such a good deal delivered to your door.

Tatata!

But in the blink of an eye, Zhao Butou came to Wang Ye at a very fast speed.

"Treasurer Wang, it's not convenient for the master of the government office to come forward for such matters, so let me bid on his behalf..."

At this moment, Zhao Butou put two fingers deep in Mimi, and said, "One price, 200 taels, how about it?"

"That won't work!"