Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

Li Kui nodded repeatedly, the smile on his face getting thicker:

"If that's the case, then I, Tieniu, won't be polite."

"It is so."

"When everything is done in the past few days, I will go back to Yishui County to pick up my mother and enjoy her happiness."

"Although my mother has two children, she has never enjoyed a few days of happiness."

"Now, Tieniu and all the brothers in the village have accepted the imperial invitation and received the imperial salary."

"Then I also want to bring my mother and brother with me so that they can live a comfortable life for a few days."

Zhao Ji nodded frequently:

"A long time ago, I heard that you, Tieniu, are an extremely filial man. When I saw this, it turned out to be true."

"In that case, Tieniu, please go back quickly."

"But before I leave, I still have some things to tell you."

"If you listen to Tieniu, then choose a day to go."

"If you don't listen, you won't be able to leave this trip."

Li Kui's two rather heavy brows suddenly frowned, and at this moment, he became reluctant:

"What's going on?"

"If what brother said is too difficult, Tieniu may not be able to do it."

Zhao Ji patted Li Kui on the shoulder:

"If Brother Tieniu really wants to do it, it will be extremely easy."

"That is, Tieniu must take Yan Xiaoyi, Wu Song, and Monk Zhishen with him on this trip."

"If Tieniu is willing to agree to this matter, then I will never stop you."

Li Kui was stunned for a long time, and then he said this in a dumbfounded voice:

"So this is what happened?"

"I, Tieniu, still thought that this was something difficult?"

"Brother Wu Song and Monk Zhishen are both cheerful and heroic men. Not only are they skilled in martial arts, but they also have a great capacity for drinking."

"Although Yan Xiaoyi's martial arts skills are slightly inferior to those two, he is still a very sensible person."

"I, Tieniu, would love to have these three brothers accompany me when I go to pick up my mother!"

"It's just that my brother is like this, but why?"

"Is it possible, is it possible that something went wrong when Tieniu went to pick up his mother this time?"

In fact, from early in the morning, Wu Yong, who was walking aside, noticed Li Kui's movements.

Because he really couldn't figure out what the king of Zhao Ji and that black Li Kui had in common.

But when I heard about this place, I couldn't help but feel even more confused.

So at this moment, he also asked:

"Is it possible that Tieniu's trip will cause some trouble?"

Zhao Ji looked at Li Kui's face and slowly shook his head:

"I saw that Brother Li Kui's face was not straight, so I made a calculation in my mind."

"Then, I got the last sign."

"So I knew in my heart that when brother Li Kui comes home to pick up his mother, there will be no peace along the way."

"That's why I gave that suggestion just now."

As soon as Zhao Ji finished speaking, before Wu Yong could reply, the black Li Kui said in surprise:

"Before, I had long heard that Wu Song and Coach Lin had said that my brother was born with magical arithmetic skills."

"And every divination is extremely accurate."

"And those two brothers have also experienced it."

"Since it's said this way today, it must be very accurate."

"In that case, I will obey my brother's wishes and take the three brothers home with me."

As they talked, these people came to the gate of the county government office.

The officer guarding the gate of the mansion saw so many people passing by, and he immediately wanted to stop them and ask why.

But when he saw Zhong Sijin among the crowd, his expression suddenly changed and he stepped aside.

Originally, the status of this kind of family in the capital was second-rate at best.

On it, whether it is Cai Jing, Gao Qiu, Tong Guan, Liang Shicheng and others.

Their power is several orders of magnitude higher than that of the Zhong family.

But now, it's completely different.

With the successive fall of Cai Jing, Gao Qiu, Tong Guan, Liang Shicheng and others, the Zhongshidao brothers took over the military power one after another.

Zhong Sijin was recruited into the palace again, and his promotion to Liyi began.

It seems like that kind of clan is rising steadily towards the status of a new noble in the court.

Although the gatekeeper has a low status, he has been in the capital for a long time and has a keen intuition in this regard.

At this moment, one look at these people, except Zhong Sijin, walking with such momentum, one can tell that no one among these people is easy to mess with.

So he hurriedly welcomed these people in with a smile on his face, like a slave, and was extremely flattering.

It was mid-afternoon.

Mr. Song, the Yin of Kaifeng Prefecture, is dozing off in the back hall.

Suddenly, I heard the yamen servant say that a group of strangely dressed people came from outside to beat drums and complain.

I couldn’t help but feel very angry:

"A group of people dressed rather strangely?"

"Who is this?"

"If they are a bunch of common people, then let me coax them all away. Didn't you see that I am taking a nap?"

But after hearing this, the yamen servant looked very strange and said:

"Qi, Qi, sir."

"They say there is a group of people dressed in weird clothes, but they are not trying to trick me."

"Among that group of people, there were both well-dressed young men and strong men with dark faces and thick bodies, covered in blood."

"There are both graceful women with graceful bodies and beautiful faces, as well as twilight old men with white hair and beards."

"And that woman is..."

Mr. Song, the Yin of Kaifeng Prefecture, heard that the yamen officer spoke so verbosely, and immediately couldn't suppress the bad temper in his heart:

"Sir, I will go to the hall and take a look now."

"If we find out that the so-called group of weirdly dressed people you mentioned are just a bunch of lowly people..."

"Look, Master, how I can clean up this piece of trash like you!"

After Mr. Song said this, he went straight to the lobby with a dark face and angrily.

At this moment, I don't know whether he was angry or forgotten, but he didn't even wear his official hat.

But Master Song had just arrived at the front of the lobby and stood in front of the desk.

A word of shouting, just half of the shouting:

"Who in the hall is so bold? How dare you meet me..."

I couldn't shout anymore.

Suddenly I felt my knees go weak, and I almost fell to the ground on the spot:

"Official, official family..."

"Why are you here?"

"The lower official didn't know that the official's relatives were coming, and he failed to welcome him from afar. He is really guilty and deserves death."

"Please forgive me, please forgive me."

When Mr. Song said this, he quickly knelt down.

Zhao Ji looked at Mr. Song, who was kneeling on the ground with a slightly trembling body, expressionlessly.

After seeing that the other party went to court to hear the case, he didn't even wear an official hat, so he immediately said with a joking tone:

"Song Aiqing, as an administrative official of the Song Dynasty, you don't even wear an official hat when handling cases for the people."

"Do you think this official position is too low and the official hat is not worthy of your head? Or are you not interested in this official position at all?"