After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

"It doesn't matter if it's inconvenient. I see that you really didn't bring much silver when you went out today. Otherwise, I will let these brothers from the Dali Temple go back to your house with you to get the silver.

If your family really doesn't have that much money, that's okay. You can ask Tencent's appraisers to go with you and ask them to help take a look. It's also possible to use your family's truly valuable items to pay off your debts.

Just don't use this shabby heirloom to fool our Ministry of Revenue.

Don't worry, I will definitely remind them to settle the bill for you on the spot. We won't take a penny more than you should have. If it really doesn't work, we can leave some living expenses for you.

When would it be convenient for you to bring our people back home?

Otherwise, it is better to do it today. I will arrange for someone to go home with you now."

Since you, the skinny bamboo pole, have come to my door on your own initiative, how can I, Li Lianggong, show off my abilities if I don't pluck you bald?

I will also use the trick of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys. If you want to be the chicken that gets killed, of course I have to help you.

"Come here, prepare a carriage for the Lord, and arrange for a few people to take an appraiser from Tencent to go together.

I looked at the account book and found that the amount owed by this thin gentleman was not too much, just 2 taels of silver.

Remember the rules we set, you are not allowed to take even one tael of silver more than you deserve.

If anyone takes too much, the case will be handled by the Dali Temple. If the matter is really not handled properly, it can be reported to the emperor for his personal decision.

Did you hear that? "

"Please rest assured, my brothers all know the rules and we dare not take a penny of money that we should not take."

The prison warden of the Dali Temple, who was as strong as a bear, patted his chest loudly.

Two clever clerks from the Ministry of Revenue came forward, one on the left and one on the right, supporting Shou Zhugan and personally sent him to the carriage that had just been prepared. The clerk walking behind was even more thoughtful and picked up the heirloom vase of Shou Zhugan's family that had just been put on the ground by the treasure appraiser. He returned it intact to Shou Zhugan, who had lifeless eyes and didn't know what day it was.

He subconsciously held the vase in his hands, and his skinny brain was racing so fast that it was almost smoking.

How to do?

How to do?

I never expected that Li Lianggong, that old rascal, could be so sinister?

He even played such a trick and sent someone to follow me home to get it.

What is the difference between this and Mingqiang?

There is still a difference. At least robbery is a crime, and if it is serious according to the law, the person will be sent to the vegetable market.

But this old rascal Li Lianggong is so shameless, and what's even more infuriating is that he has the support of the emperor behind him. Let alone punishment, I'm afraid the emperor will praise him greatly and maybe even promote the old rascal to a higher position.

I'm so angry, but there's nothing I can do about this old monkey Li Lianggong.

The skinny guy's mind was frantically calculating whether he could keep his home and his private money, and what else he could turn into money.

The thin bamboo pole, who got a headache just thinking about it, held the vase in both hands and sat listlessly in the corner of the carriage, waiting for the cruel fate.

The carriage soon arrived at Shou Zhugan's residence. With the help of two clerks from the Ministry of Revenue, the weak Shou Zhugan was almost forcibly dragged out of the carriage.

"My lord, please."

The chief warden of the Dali Temple curled his lips in disdain when he saw the cowardly look of Skinny Bamboo.