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"Young Master Wei..."
Clenching her hands hidden in her sleeves tightly, Ning Yuke's voice was extremely trembling, but full of firmness.
"I want revenge, no matter what I pay, my family will have no regrets!"
Sure enough, the expected answer.
"In that case, maybe I can help you."
Wei Changtian did not have any ink marks, staring at Ning Yuke and said slowly: "I will tell you how to do it when the time is right."
"I don't ask you to give me anything in return, but there is one thing you must remember clearly..."
"From today on, everything you do has nothing to do with me."
"Remember, it has nothing to do with it, do you understand?"
"..."
Disregard the relationship and use herself as a pawn to charge... Ning Yuke is not stupid, of course she understands what Wei Changtian means.
But if she wanted revenge, she had no choice.
What's more, the phrase "I am willing to do anything for the young master" is not a lie.
Ning Yuke is really willing to be Wei Changtian's pawn.
"Young master, I understand."
Looking at Wei Changtian, his eyes didn't dodge in the slightest.
Ning Yuke replied almost word for word: "Even if my family is dead, I will never cause you any trouble."
"it is good......"
Wei Changtian nodded, flicked his fingertips calmly, and suddenly retracted the puppet pill that had been hidden in his palm into his sleeve.
He was originally planning to give Ning Yuke this puppet pill.
Once such an important character betrays him, the consequences will undoubtedly be very serious, but after eating the puppet pill, he will no longer have such worries.
But when Wei Changtian saw Ning Yuke's eyes, he felt that it was unnecessary.
but......
A puppet pill is only 20 points, is it really necessary to save so much?
Wei Changtian is actually very clear about his true thoughts.
Zhang San, Yang Liushi, Chu Xianping... These people also more or less knew some of his secrets, but Wei Changtian never thought of giving them the Puppet Pill.
It's not that I'm not afraid of them betraying me, but I don't want them to become "tool people" who obey my words.
So, since when did Ning Yuke have such a status in her heart?
......
It was already noon when he left Ning Yuke.
Going home by car just in time for lunch, took a nap at noon, and played cards with Yuan'er and Yang Liushi in the house in the afternoon.
At about dusk, Liang Qin, who had followed Liang Zhen away from several relatives during the day, returned, and brought two letters along the way.
To be precise, a letter and a package.
These two items were sent through the channel of the Qingpao Army, which means that there is no secret involved.
Wei Changtian tore open the letter first, and by looking at the handwriting, he knew it was Lu Jingyao.
The letter kept repeating the usual things, such as Wei Qiaoling beating up the teacher, how good the business of Chunshen Bookstore was, and so on. The lines were filled with the reserve of "wanting to say something intimate, but I'm embarrassed" .
After quickly reading the letter, he casually threw it on top of a tall stack of envelopes with almost the same content, and Wei Changtian opened the tight wooden box again.
But this time his eyes lit up.
Mahjong!
it is good!Li Yang finally figured out this thing!
The size, color, and pattern are exactly the same as those in the previous life. The material is ivory, and it also comes with three small dice.
After taking out a whole set of mahjong and studying it for a while, Wei Changtian continued to look into the box.
Um?This is......
With a sound of "Hula" he shook a large piece of paper, and at this moment Wei Changtian felt for the first time that he was dreaming back to his previous life.
Front page, rivers and lakes magazine, business magazine, poetry magazine...
Various boards are neatly arranged on the large rectangular paper, and densely packed small characters are printed on each board.
Front page: You can know the world's affairs without leaving your home, and you can sit and watch the situation with a piece of paper in your hand. The "Beijing News" was launched today...
Jianghu Magazine: The Promise Hero Kang Taixin died tragically at home recently. According to insiders, his wife had an affair with Cui Shenggui, a layman who killed him...
Business Magazine: As the new year is approaching, food prices in all states across the country have dropped, and the prices of salt and iron have also dropped by nearly [-]%...
Poetry Magazine: …
After carefully reading the entire newspaper from beginning to end, Wei Changtian couldn't help but praise Li Yang for his comprehension ability.
At the beginning, he just gave a general account of the situation in the newspaper, and then he didn't care about it.
Unexpectedly, in just over a month, Li Yang actually managed to figure it out!
Although limited by the level of papermaking and printing, the "Beijing News" currently in hand is still printed on one side.
But even that is awesome enough!
Fold the newspaper carefully and take out the last letter in the box.
"Brother Wei learned it personally. Thanks to Brother Wei's trust, I have already trial-produced two things, mahjong and newspaper, and I am sending it to Brother Wei for a decision..."
Thousands of words were eloquently written, which made Wei Changtian dizzy.
In the letter, Li Yang introduced in detail his thoughts on the operation of the two new products of newspaper and mahjong, and also actively solicited Wei Changtian's relevant opinions.
For example, how often a newspaper should be issued, for example, can it cooperate with organizations such as Tianji Pavilion to run a newspaper, for example, should Mahjong launch a "civilian version" made of wood blocks...
Wei Changtian sighed at Li Yang's business talent, and immediately wrote a reply, answering these questions as comprehensively as possible.
Seal the envelope, call Liang Qin into the room, and ask her to take the reply letter to the Qingpao Army tomorrow to send it away.
Liang Qin put the letter away, then looked at the mahjong piled on the table and asked doubtfully:
"Brother Changtian, what is this?"
"Hahahaha, go and call Yuan'er and Yang Liushi! I'll teach you how to play!"
"what?"
Liang Qin's face suddenly turned into a big apple: "Brother Chang, Changtian, for this kind of thing... Yuan'er and sister Liu Shi are enough, I, I just..."
"Where did you want to go!"
Wei Changtian rolled his eyes: "Hurry up! I promise you can't stop waiting!"
"Want, can't stop?"
Liang Qin lowered his head and muttered, "I, I don't believe it..."
An hour later.
It's time for dinner, but there are only Li Suyue and Zhang San staring at the dinner table.
They looked at the brightly lit room across the yard with puzzled faces, and Liang Qin's shouts of excitement sounded in their ears from time to time.
"Yeah! Chicken!"
"Brother Changtian! I want to eat your chicken!"
Chapter 179 Qin Zhengqiu's Real Pursuit
Since the introduction of mahjong, the entertainment level of everyone in the Wei residence has directly improved to a higher level.
Especially Liang Qin, who really wanted to stop. Every day besides practicing swords, he was playing games. Later, he taught Liang Zhen this "national quintessence". .
Good guy, it's okay if the army has fallen.
Wei Changtian himself didn't forget to sleep and eat too much about this, most of the time he was dragged by Liang Qin for a few rounds with the excuse of "three missing one".
However, compared to poker, his mahjong level is really not good, and within a few days he began to lose more and win less.
A man should have lofty ambitions, how can he indulge in this small poker table!
This was Wei Changtian's rhetoric after hitting seven shots in a row. Although he didn't know where the great ambition was, he really seldom participated in the poker game after that.
Ten or so days passed like this, the New Year flavor of Shuzhou City gradually faded, and the shops on the street reopened for business.
For Wei Changtian, he can decide what he does every day, as long as he wants to, he can even play mahjong at home for a whole year.
But for ordinary people who are "involuntary", the pressure of life makes them have to continue to work and rush day after day after a short rest, until they turn into a wisp of loess between heaven and earth .
This is an inescapable cycle.
That is, in this cycle, the new year, which seems to be no different from the past, quietly begins.
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In the 16th year of Tianji, on the twelfth day of the first month, Jiuding Mountain.
In the majestic main hall, Qin Zhengqiu was looking at Wei Changtian sitting next to him with a smile on his face, his expression was extremely kind.
"Chang Tian, have you ever felt that your fortune has changed recently?"
"After you killed Xiao Feng that day, I seemed to see a majestic luck pouring into you. It must be the remaining half of the heavenly luck!"
"..."
you see?Where did you see it?
Wei Changtian was dumbfounded for a while, and thought that if he told Qin Zhengqiu that there were thirteen sons of heaven, the old man would probably be able to slap himself to death...
After hesitating for a moment, an inscrutable smile appeared on his face.
"Grandpa, to tell you the truth, it's nothing to me right now to become immortal. It can be said that it's a certainty."
"I guess it will take fifty or sixty years at most."
It doesn't matter whether it can be realized or not.
It may be hard to predict what will happen to me after 50 years, but Qin Zhengqiu must have passed away.
"50 years..."
Qin Zhengqiu's face was somewhat disappointed, as if he was regretting that he could not see what a true immortal looked like with his own eyes.
Wei Changtian really wanted to satisfy his curiosity in advance, but it's a pity that the combat power ceiling in the original book is only for "half immortals" of the first rank, and there is no mention of "true immortals" at all.
Or in other words, there is no one in this world who can become a fairy.
I am afraid that my cheap grandfather will be disappointed...
Shaking his head, he coughed dryly and changed the subject.
"Cough, grandpa, how is your injury?"
"It's all right."
Qin Zhengqiu restrained himself, smiled and shook his head: "It's just minor injuries."
"That's good."
Wei Changtian nodded slightly, this time his tone was rather sincere.
In the battle of Yanyun Mountain that day, although no one was killed on his side, everyone was injured.
It's okay for others to say, but Qin Zhengqiu seems to be seriously injured. He has been retreating to heal his wounds since he came back from Yanyun Mountain, and he didn't leave until yesterday.
"Grandpa, if you have any secret injuries or hidden diseases, you can tell me, maybe I can help."
After thinking for a while, Wei Changtian was still a little worried and added another sentence.