Zhao Lizheng squinted, "Good Saburo, you've played quite a bit of a trick to kill someone with a knife."

Jiang Youzhi put down the teacup, and said with a smile: "Uncle Lizheng, you can't do it by myself when I look like this, isn't it impossible."

"Besides, I don't talk about this matter, and you will find out sooner or later, do you think so?"

Zhao Lizheng pondered for a while, "Aren't you afraid that your second uncle will know?"

Jiang Youzhi smiled, "As long as Li Zhengbo doesn't say it, how could he know?"

Zhao Li was stroking his beard, "You didn't let me keep it a secret for you."

Jiang Youzhi pushed the boat smoothly, "Then ask Uncle Li Zheng to help the boy keep it a secret."

Zhao Lizheng slanted him, "It's not impossible to help you keep it a secret—"

Jiang Youzhi didn't speak, waiting for his next words.

Zhao Lizheng's eyes flashed, "I can guarantee that no one other than me will know about this matter."

"But—" he stretched his voice, "you have to promise to do something for our Zhao family in the future."

Zhao Lizheng values ​​Jiang Youzhi more than Gu Yunjiao.

As long as his legs are good, he is so ruthless that even his brother can do it, then he must be like a duck in water in the officialdom.

Jiang Youzhi pondered for a moment, "Yun Jiao bought Gu Mei's life, in addition to giving you five hundred taels of silver, did he also promise to do something for you?"

Zhao Lizheng touched the beard's hand and said, "Not bad."

Jiang Youzhi snorted, this old fox is betting on him and Yunjiao.

Waiting for huge rewards in the future.

This old fox got a lot of benefits by catching a traitor.

However, Jiang Youzhi knew that he really didn't have any bargaining chips to exchange with Zhao Lizheng, and there was no other way but to agree.

He nodded, "Okay, then it's a deal."

After coming out of Zhao's house, Jiang Youzhi saw his second uncle sitting under the window of the opposite west wing, looking at him with deep eyes.

The yard of Zhao's house was paved with bluestone slabs, and just now Jiang Youzhi's crutches were ringing next door, and he knew that Jiang Youzhi was going to Zhao's house.

Now that the Zhao family and the Jiang family are enemies, and Jiang Youzhi still associates with the Zhao family, he is very unhappy.

Jiang Youzhi avoided Jiang Rong's gaze and entered the room.

His second uncle has not been at odds these days, his eyes are very penetrating, either staring at this or that.

Better to avoid it.

A few days later, at dinner time, the family was sitting in the main room eating, and suddenly heard a loud noise from the upper room.

The table full of people trembled with fright at the same time.

Chen Shi held his chopsticks and whispered, "What's wrong?"

Liu Lang put down his chopsticks and was about to go out to watch the fun. Jiang Youzhi hurriedly stopped him, "Don't go, don't go at all, let's eat our meal."

His second uncle lost his son. Sooner or later, this evil fire will be sent out. He can't let his family hit the knife edge.

Rokuro had to sit down obediently and pick up his chopsticks to eat.

But my heart is like a cat scratching.

In the main room, the dining table has been lifted.

The ground was full of broken plates and bowls, and people in the room were standing still and didn't dare to come out.

Qilang hid behind his mother and looked at the second uncle in horror.

Jiang Rong's eyes were red, and he pointed to a bowl of rice with a few green vegetables under the tablet in the room and said, "Today is Erlang's first seven, you will give him this?"

"I can't bear to buy even a bit of meat!"

"The messenger sent him here, and he couldn't eat good food. Wouldn't my Erlang suffer over there!"

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