My nemesis is not right after rebirth

Ji Yuzhi was stunned when he heard the words, and then laughed out loud, his voice a little low.

"Presumably the son has never done business at a loss, so I don't know what the son wants?"

Ji Yuzhi had to admit that he was tempted.

Although it has been three years since the cheating in the imperial examination, it has always been a thorn in his heart.

Every time I wake up from a dream at midnight, I always think of the powerlessness and disappointment at that time.

Xu Nan's officials are working together to protect each other. Even if there are Qingming people, they are nothing more than a mayfly shaking a tree.

He was originally a man full of economics and knowledge, with a great talent in his chest, and he once had ideals and ambitions and wished to make great achievements for the benefit of one party, but everything was buried three years ago before it even started.

This world is unfair to him, so what is the law of heaven?

Feeling Ji Yuzhi's fiery gaze, Wei Heng slowly threw the teacup on the table, looked at him, and Fang smiled.

"Enter my tent and use it for me."

"I know what you want, and I can give it to you."

Ji Yuzhi was silent for a while, and seemed to see the same thought in Wei Heng's eyes. At this moment, he really wanted to recognize him as the master, and it was not entirely from Rong Chen's order.

"Okay, then when the truth comes out, I will call the Lord this one."

"Then Commander Ji, see you in January."

"Shao Wen, send off the prince for me."

After Ji Yuzhi got the answer, he regained his usual calm and ordered to go down to see off the guests.

"Yes."

After Shao Wen agreed, he led the people out of the lobby and escorted them all the way to the boundary marker before going back to report.

And when Ji Yuzhi returned to the room, he never saw Rong Chen's figure, the tea on the table was already cold, and it was clear that he had been away for a long time.

Rong Chen, who returned to the station first, was holding a biography in his hand, his face was tense, his expression was serious, and his whole body exuded a low breath.

Standing in front of him, Rong Zi lowered his sense of existence with his head buried. At the same time, feeling the low pressure of his master, he sighed in his heart.

It was a good news that the grain and grass that was about to be delivered to Luzhou was intercepted, and no one was in a good mood to hear the news.

I don't know who did it, but he dared to move this batch of grain and grass after being so closely watched by the court. He simply didn't want to live.

Wei Heng returned to the post station at this moment, felt the unusual atmosphere as soon as he entered the door, looked up at Rong Chen and Rong Zi, the two masters and servants, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, and lightly Sipping tea Fang said.

"What's wrong with this?"

Rong Chen handed the letter in his hand to someone, and waited for an answer without saying a word.

Wei Heng took a quick glance, and his complexion gradually became ugly. He grabbed the letter paper and creased it a little.

After a while, he laughed angrily.

"It's really brave."

"Hansha Ridge, right? I'll take someone there myself, and I'll take out the bandits entrenched there. It's really lawless."

"I'm with you, just send some people here to stay behind."

There was a chilling smile on the corners of Rong Chen's lips, and his voice was cool, but it was not difficult to hear the anger in it.

Wei Heng only nodded slightly, lowered his eyes, the paper was slapped on the carved black lacquered wooden table, got up and left the room, and went to gather people.

Rong Chen also ordered Rongzi to dispatch the officers and soldiers in Luzhou City and the subordinates they brought to gather at the school grounds at Haishi tonight.

Rong Zi was ordered to go down to inform, mobilize the manpower as quickly as possible, and before Haishi arrived, everyone had already organized and arrived at the school grounds.

At this moment, the candles were brightly lit in the school grounds, Wei Hengrong Chen was all dressed in convenient and strong attire, standing on the stage and watching the arranged phalanxes, he only ordered to set off to suppress the bandits.

Sleepless night, cold sand and green crows weeping.