Jinyiwei's psychic case: the opening is Lingbo Weibu

'Snapped. '

As they spoke, several constables started to eat in public.

Because they used too much force, two of them even bleed.

This is a world of difference from the arrogance just now!

"Don't worry, I'll just let you drive a carriage."

"Besides, killing you would dirty my knife."

Hearing this, the captain, whose official uniform was soaked with cold sweat, did not dare to bargain any further and quickly said, "Yes, yes! I, we will drive the carriage."

After getting back on the road, Xu Shan remained calm and composed.

However, the accompanying carriage was driven by several constables in official uniforms.

They turned their heads frequently, looking at the scene soaked in blood.

Hopefully, someone will report this to the government office immediately and quickly send an expert to capture the thief.

"Hey, sir, where are we going?"

The captain of the police mustered up his courage and asked deliberately in a rhetorical way.

Looking at the towering buildings and the hundreds of acres of Weijiazhuang that appeared before his eyes, Xu Shan said without hiding anything: "It's just ahead."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, the captain and the others subconsciously looked up. When they saw the familiar building, they blurted out in horror: "Front, front? That's Weijiazhuang."

Hearing this, Xu Shan smiled and replied, "Yes, it is Weijiazhuang."

"These dozen or so coffins are my gifts to Mr. Wei."

'Hiss.'

When they heard Xu Shan say these words in a very calm tone, they couldn't help but gasp.

Weijiazhuang!

A relative of Wei Zhongxian, the head of the Eastern Depot.

He was Cao Dugong's right-hand man and was highly appreciated by the Empress Dowager.

In Taiping, the original deity is even called "Nine Thousand Years Old"!

It’s Mr. Wei’s birthday, and you’re sending him a coffin?

And there were more than a dozen of them.

What is this going to do?

Seeking death?

Or revenge?

They had just been coveting the government office and hoping to send people to capture the thief, but at this moment they completely gave up this idea.

Weijiazhuang can also be said to be full of experts.

Whether he was seeking death or revenge, it was not something that people like them could shake.

In front of Weijiazhuang...

Be they beggars, refugees, or poor farmers, they all knelt in front of the main gate of Weijiazhuang and shouted at the top of their lungs to wish Mr. Wei: "May you be as blessed as the East Sea and as long-lived as the Southern Mountains!"

The louder you shout and the more devoutly you kowtow, the more rice porridge and steamed buns you will be given.

This also caused the scene to burst into thunderous cheers of birthday wishes.

Not only them, but also some poor scholars, scholars and juren from miles around rushed over.

I wanted to write a poem for Mr. Wei on the spot.

In Taiping, all readers have a consensus...

If he could gain the appreciation of the Wei family, then passing the imperial examination would only be a matter of time.

Because of this, everyone fawned over the Wei family.

"Okay, okay, reward, reward..."

The wealthy Wei family was quite generous today in order to have a good start.

However, this deliberately created scene of thousands of people worshipping was instantly broken when a team of horse-drawn carriages carrying coffins appeared.

"Wei, Third Master Wei!"

"There's a team of horse-drawn carriages carrying coffins coming towards us."

"Ok?"

Wei Zhongcheng, the third son of the Wei family who was in charge of these matters outside the door, followed the instructions of his servants and stood up to look.

'boom! '

He smashed the table in front of him with a palm and shouted angrily, "Who the hell dares to pull a coffin past the gate of Weijiazhuang?"

"Never died?"

"Third Master, the driver seems to be a constable from the government office."

"No one, not even the Lord, can do that."

"Guards, follow me and kill them."

"Yes."

‘Wow! ’

After saying that, Wei Zhongcheng, holding a nine-ring broadsword, led his troops on horseback and galloped towards Xu Shan and his party.

"Yes, yes, Third Master Wei."

"It is said that he broke through to the Grandmaster level last year."

"Master... I, we..."

Although they were far away, Wei Zhongcheng's signature nine-ring broadsword had allowed the captain to recognize his identity!

Hearing this, Xu Shan raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the other party, then said: "I didn't ask you to stop, so you kept pulling."

"I told you I wouldn't let you die..."

"Lord Yama, everything depends on my mood!"

When Xu Shan finished speaking these words with a domineering tone, Wei Zhongcheng had already arrived with his troops.