Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

The Han people are not that annoying, at least the elite of the Yuan Dynasty still need the food of the Han people to feed them.

The territory of the Yuan Dynasty still needs to be managed by officials of the Han nationality.

At least on this point, although Han officials always have a few fools who don't have a good brain.

But the vast majority of Han officials are always better than those idiots in their Yuan clan who can only talk with knives when managing the place.

It is precisely because of this that she does not dislike Han people at all.

It's just that it was the first time she had seen such a bold Han Chinese as Zhao Ke.

"You should thank me today."

The first sentence of the third son is confusing.

But Zhao Ke knew what she meant very well, he raised his head and said with a smile, "Of course, I will never forget the great kindness of the third son in a humble position. I can only wish to go up the mountain of swords and go down the sea of ​​fire for the third son."

"Up to the mountain of knives, down to the sea of ​​fire?"

The third young master couldn't help but cover his mouth and let out a silver bell-like laugh, and said with a smile: "A long time ago, there was a person who said the same thing to me."

Zhao Ke couldn't help raising his head when he heard the words, as if he was waiting for the next sentence.

Sure enough, when he said this, the third son's eyes suddenly became gloomy.

"But he just died not long ago. I don't know if you have seen him. He died outside Putuo Temple. What's ridiculous is that he was killed by a monk?"

Zhao Ke's mind tightened, and he knew that the person the third son was talking about was the attendant he had killed.

"You come and tell me, a monk killed my man, what should I do?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ke frowned, and before he could speak, he saw the third young master who was lying sideways on the rug in front of him quietly sitting up, staring straight at Zhao Ke: "Tell me, should I, kill, He, Quan, family."

At the end of the third son's speech, the four women beside him stopped their movements and fixed their eyes on Zhao Ke, and a sharp murderous intent surged from the four women invisibly.

Zhao Ke's heart trembled, the four women in front of him were all killers with blood on their hands.

It's just that I don't know why, but I can't see the strength of the four women.

But what Zhao Ke was really wary of was not these four women.

It was the third son in front of him.

A strong intuition told himself that the woman in front of him was not easy to deal with.

Taking a deep breath, he said, "Since the murderer is a monk, it would be better to kill his entire family and burn down his temple."

"Hmph, you're still pretending to be stupid. Didn't you kill Monk Dazhi and my attendants? Then you burned the entire Putuo Temple and burned all the evidence. Do you really think that Did you do it cleanly?"

The third son said, his eyes became sharp for a moment: "Hand over the things, and I can disturb you so that you don't die."

The words of the third young master almost completely told the whole story of Putuo Temple in Yancheng.

If it were a person who was told about the process of committing a crime in this way, the mental defense line in his mind might collapse immediately.

However, Zhao Ke is different.

He knows very well what is true and what is fraud.

If the evidence is conclusive, why does the third son have to talk so much nonsense with himself here.

Isn't it easy to kill yourself?

As for what she said, if she really knew the truth, how could she not know that the original copy of the Conjuring Mantra in Putuo Temple had already been taken away by the Sanjie monk?

Zhao Ke had a thorough thought, raised his head coldly and said, "I don't know what you mean, my lord, but when I was in Yancheng, I did see the fire in Putuo Temple, but at that time I was with Miao Daoyi, a disciple of Quanzhen. , What you said, the officer is not clear at all."

"Third Young Master, if you don't believe me, you can ask Miao Daoyi to question him. If the subordinate official says something that is false, you can cut off the subordinate official's head."

Zhao Ke's words were convincing, and his eyes were looking directly at the third young master's face.

For a moment, the third young master couldn't help hesitating.

The four words of being a thief with a guilty conscience have been verified by many fools.

After a long time, people will feel that when a person with a guilty conscience tells a lie, his words will inevitably be evasive and his eyes will be distracted.

But no one thought that this phenomenon is not absolute.

Just like those deceitful scumbags, when they hug you to the bed, they will also use gentle and sincere eyes to tell you quietly that I will not touch you if I hug you.

The result will be soon, and I will tell you with more sincere eyes that I won't be able to get in.

In the end, they will swear to you with extremely firm and serious eyes that he will be responsible for you.

As a result, I put on my pants early the next morning, and left a sentence, after we are not suitable, we will fly away.

Therefore, a real master liar has never been afraid of facing doubts from others, and will even tell you with firmer eyes that he is not lying.

Zhao Ke's serious eyes finally made the third son's inner deduction a bit hesitant.

He waved his hand to order the four girls beside him to back down first, not intending to entangle this topic any longer.

"You'd better not be smart, get out, and report to the left-behind department of Dadu starting tomorrow."

Zhao Ke's eyes lit up, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Third Young Master, for your promotion."

This level has finally been muddled through. Although it is not perfect, it has achieved its goal.

"and many more!"

When Zhao Ke turned around and was about to leave, the third young master suddenly called Zhao Ke: "You said just now that you go up to the mountain of swords and down to the sea of ​​fire. Do you really think there are mountains of swords and seas of fire in this world?"

After the third son finished speaking, he actually felt a little strange in his heart.

I don't understand how I would suddenly ask such a question, it's only due to a temporary nature, but I think of my attendant in my heart, and I have some feelings in my heart.

"Have!"

Zhao Ke nodded firmly, and then said mysteriously: "Actually... I am a cook."

Chapter 1087 The Three Precepts I Can't See Through

"Young master, you let him go like this?"

Ah Da came in from the outside and asked carefully in a low voice.

Although there is no evidence, the matter of Putuo Temple in Yancheng is too strange.