Chapter 785: I can't think about it, the more I think about it, the more frustrated

Chapter 785: I can't think about it, the more I think about it, the more frustrated

Old General Wei and his eldest son, General Jianwei, who had been in the army for half a lifetime, were charged with treason by the king, and beheaded to the public.

Yu Jiangli had sent someone to inquire about the whereabouts of the Wei family a year ago.

He admired the spirit of the old general Wei, and the Wei family was full of loyal and good people. It made him feel sorry for him. He was willing to take care of the descendants of the Wei family to the best of his ability.

The reason why he didn't choose to save people directly, but sent someone to inquire about the news secretly, was because he knew that Wei Jiayu was loyal, and even if he went to save people, the other party would not necessarily appreciate it.

Therefore, after learning of the disappearance of the Wei family at that time, he ignored the matter.

Unexpectedly, the missing Wei family actually came to this bandit den and became a bandit?

Yu Jiangli's mood was slightly complicated.

Although he had never had an intersection with General Wei, General Wei was a well-known figure in his expedition to the south and the north, and he had heard of the general style of the Wei family.

The former general family suddenly fell into trouble, which made him feel extremely incredible.

If the Wei family had the intention of rebelling, they would have turned against it long ago, and they would not have ended up with raids and exiles. A generation of famous generals, Old General Wei and his equally loyal eldest son would not be beheaded to the public, and the rest of the Wei family would not be beheaded for the sake of the whole In the name of loyalty and filial piety, he embarked on the road of exile for three thousand miles.

But what's going on now?

Yu Jiangli raised his thick eyebrows slightly, with a thoughtful expression, his right hand resting on the wooden table slightly bent, and the knuckles of his index finger tapped on the table lightly.

"Master, what's the next step?" Du An asked when he saw his little gesture, knowing that the master was thinking about something.

It's a pity that the table in this bandit den is not of good quality and has not been painted.

In the past, the sound of the master's knuckles knocking on the table was clear and pleasant, but now he can't make any sound. Of course, it may also be because the master at this time is as weak and weak as him.

However, Duant admired his master. His cartilage was scattered. When he sat on the wooden bench, his waist was straight, as pine and cypress. He didn't look like a soft and boneless person at all. He wanted to poke his master like that black girl, to see if he could sway his body.

Yu Jiangli glanced at him, "I can contact many people in the name of Mr. Bai, Zhang Erya's mouth is tight, and there is nothing to say, but there are other people."

When Du An heard this, his face was ashamed, "Let the master betray the color over and over again, the subordinate is really incompetent!"

Yu Jiangli's brow furiously twitched, "Shut up."

"Okay, this subordinate will be a mute from tomorrow. After all, the subordinate wants to hide when he sees a woman. I really don't know how to please a woman, so the subordinate will not cause trouble to the master."

The main reason is that he can't beat these women with his soft and boneless appearance.

Alas, I can't think about this, the more I think about it, the more embarrassed I feel.

Yu Jiangli curled up his hands and closed his eyes, but the trembling eyelashes revealed the restlessness in his heart at the moment.

After a while, Yu Jiangli opened his eyes and looked at Du An with a strange look.

Du An's heart was a little abrupt, but he didn't think much about it. He thought that the master was thinking of other good solutions. He was about to listen, but he heard the master say: "No, you go. I am a teacher of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Sir, how can you do such a thing."

Duane: ?

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A few days later, this Mr. Bai in the stockade became famous.

According to those who have met Mr. Bai, this Mr. Bai's appearance is comparable to the owner of the village, but he looks a little weaker, but many who haven't seen it don't believe it.

Their village masters were born so handsome and handsome, and they painted the same characters, how could anyone compare to the village masters?

Those who didn't believe wanted to see it with their own eyes, but when they saw it, they were instantly shocked.

Baby, this looks too handsome!

Even the little entourage next to Mr. Bai was quite handsome.

After being amazed, the men who were married or not had a strong sense of crisis in an instant.

Since the owner of the village and his big brothers and sisters came to the stockade, the eyes of the mother-in-law and the little ladies in the stockade have become higher.

Moreover, this little white face is not as busy as the owner of the village, and he often does not see people. This person does not have to do **** every day, just plays the piano and plays chess there, and wants to teach the little lady in the village?

Nonsence!

It's not like there is no school in the stockade. If you don't go to the school to teach those little dolls, what kind of little ladies are you teaching? Although it looks good, it is definitely not a serious thing.

"Master, I'm so mad at me! I just went out for a walk today, and I got a few scorns, and a **** deliberately bumped into me. After bumping me, he humiliated me there, saying that I didn't even have a stockade. The little girls in here are not as good!" The embarrassed Du An slipped back amidst everyone's laughter, his face flushed with anger.

He has become the weak chicken that can't carry his shoulders or lift his hands, and he can't breathe after walking a few more steps. It's not because of that stinky boy Wei Lian!

That's right, after a few days of trying to please him, he finally helped the young master to extract more information from this group of people. For example, Wei Baquan's name is Wei Lian, who is said to be extremely powerful. No matter the male or female **, they all worship Wei Lian like a gu. The rest of the news is not worth mentioning, it's all these people flattering Wei Lian.

Hehe, it's not that after this kid came, everyone in the stockade was fed and clothed, and everyone was reused. What's so great? In terms of buying people's hearts, his grandfather could do it when he was six years old!

If it wasn't for the fact that Grandpa valued his friendship with the prince, the whole of Xiliang would have been taken into his pocket long ago, and he still needs to be like this.

"Brother Du!" Outside the door, Zhang Erya suddenly shouted loudly.

When Du An heard this, a handsome face twitched twice.

He looked back at his master, in exchange for a look of sympathy and encouragement from the other party, "Du An, I have wronged you. After I go back, I will definitely make up for you."

Du An took a deep breath and replied respectfully, "Your words are serious, this is what your subordinates should do."

That's right, in addition to getting more information from these women's mouths, Du An's biggest contribution is to use the "sweet words" he learned from his master to coax Zhang Erya to focus on The master was transferred to him.

Of course, this process is extremely difficult. After all, the master is too dazzling. Although he is still handsome, when he is standing with the master, he has almost no sense of existence.

Now, Du An has kept his master's innocence, but——

Duan's heart is bitter!