I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

It is impossible to hit the hit, but Li Jianping didn't dodge. Blood flowed down his forehead, his face was hideous.

Do you know who Chen Guangliang is? Ying Zheming asked loudly.

Ninth place on the Zhumao Fengyun list. Li Jianping insisted.

It is no secret that Chen Guangliang, as the leader of Fengwang Qiongqiwei, is in the upper circles of Yanjing. But in Wanzhou, it is normal for the third shopkeeper of a gambling shop to not know.

Because Li Jianping got Chen Guangliang's waist card, Ying Zhefeng was suspected of colluding with Pei's family and smuggling tribute salt, and was demoted from Yanjing by the emperor to Leizhou.

Brother Wang, Ying Zheming said to Ying Zhexun, Zhu Mao is a treacherous organization that has been infiltrated by all parties and does all kinds of evil. Zhu Mao's killers are all punished. You and I jointly wrote a letter to order the court to order Zhu Mao to be strangled. As for Let’s cut this Li Jianping on the spot.”

Li Jianping was shocked, kowtowed, and the chains on his body rattled. My lord, you can promise the villain that as long as you confess truthfully, you will spare the villain's life. You can't say nothing!

People like Li Jianping absolutely have no reason to survive. Ying Zhexun waved his hand, Let him draw bets and press fingerprints.

Several yamen pressured Li Jianping, and drew his handprints like a dog's talisman.

Push it out and kill it! This is Ying Zheming.

Li Jianping, who had been forced to press his head before, suddenly exploded. He is bound with chains and anklets, but his internal strength has recovered more than 50%. Using his internal strength, he broke free from the guards and ran towards the courtyard outside the hall.

Ying Zheming also chased him to the yard, and said to those yamen, Don't let him run away, kill him.

Several arresters surrounded him and attacked.

Li Jianping swung the rope, although it was not light, but the block was powerful. It is worthy of being the ninth killer on the Zhuzhu list.

King Xun, are you handling cases and punishing traitors for the royal family, or are you raising criminals so vigorously? Ying Zheming was furious, and Brother Wang stopped calling, and called King Xun directly.

Ying Zhexun felt this anger, but he had his own support, how could anyone in chains escape.

Bring my king's sword. He wanted to end in person.

Zhe Yu stepped forward and said: My lord, Xiao Xiao is not going to bother you, please leave it to me.

His momentum is calm, calm and unhurried, which can't help but be convincing.

Okay, be careful. Ying Zhexun said.

Ying Zheming squinted his eyes, but he didn't expect that Zhe Yu would take the initiative to ask for a job, just to see his way.

Zhe Yu took a sword from his waist, and with a light body thrust, he had already arrived in the arena. The long sword was like a snake spewing out letters, entangled with Li Jianping, revealing the disadvantage of his hands and feet being bound, and the clothes on his body, like beef, were sliced ​​up by the most shrewd chefs, and the sword marks fell into strips.

Is this going to be late? Ying Zheming thought to himself.

At this moment, Li Jianping showed an opening, was stabbed again, and was close to Zhe Yu. When the two sides intersected, he slapped his palms on his front heart, and Zhe Yu's long sword seemed to penetrate through his heart. Blood pooled under his body.

Li Jianping's pupils became dilated, he lost focus, and he collapsed limply.

Zhe Yu put away the sword, his eyes were silent, and the tip of the sword was still dripping with blood.

A guard stepped forward and probed his nose, My lord, he's dead.

Ying Zheming raised his finger and said solemnly: Li Jianping colluded with the Pei family and caused trouble in Wanzhou. He deserves his death. And he also confessed before his death that it was the Zhumao organization that intended to silence them. There have long been rumors in the world that the mission A failed spear-killing killer is not worthy of living in this world. This is an internal struggle. Next, the government is strictly ordered to search for Chen Guangliang's whereabouts.

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When it was dark, there was a black figure with a sack on his back, floating around among the houses in Wanzhou.

The man in black finally landed in the Golden Elephant Medical Hall, jumped in from the back door, and threw the sack into a small side room.

Is everything going well? Baicaoshi asked.

Zhenyilou tore off the black scarf on his face, and complained: Those who have been to the Temple of Yama, they are really heavy, I am exhausted to death! Don't look for me for this kind of coolie in the future!

If you don't look for you, look for someone, with great strength, high skill, and good work! Baicaoshi raised a finger, Additional meal for you! A bowl of health-preserving Laba porridge.

Baicaoshi, you are getting more and more iron cock! In the past, there were at least chicken drumsticks, but now there is only porridge.

The porridge is on the table, not a bowl, and someone is drinking it leisurely.

Since you don't drink it, it's all mine. Zhe Yu scooped up a spoonful and blew gently on his lips, drinking the porridge gracefully.

Zhen Yilou, who originally sneered at Laba porridge, had a stomach growl. How can he have porridge when he's not doing anything?

Why? Because he is my husband-in-law! Baicaoshi thinks that only Tie Lanxin would like a straight guy like Zhen Yilou who is so blunt.

Shishi, this porridge is different from the one I used to drink, what did you add? Chibo Zheyu interacted online.

Oh, harvest in autumn and store in winter, store nutrition and nourish properly. In addition to japonica rice, barley, red dates, yam, and white lentils, my eight-treasure porridge also adds citronella, lily, longan, and lotus meat. Citrus is good for the kidney and essence, and lily is for nourishing yin. Nourish the lungs...

Before she could finish speaking, Zhenyilou had already picked up the bowl, for fear of being wiped out by Zhe Yu.

Baicaoshi smiled, this young and elegant martial arts master was born without image in front of the eater. She bent down and picked it out from the sack. Li Jianping seemed to be hibernating, without any vital signs.

Baicaoshi stuffed a pill into his mouth, and after a while Li Jianping coughed violently, his vision changed from blurred to clear, and he saw Baicaoshi's face.

Am I dead, or am I alive?

Baicaoshi akimbo, this person is probably stupid.

What Baicaoshi took from Green Head Weng was the Resurrection Pill, which can make people hold their breath, exactly the same as death. Before the interrogation, Baicaoshi and King Xun asked for instructions, persuading him to come from the truth. At that time, she gave Li Jianping, a Resurrection Pill and a bag of duck blood. Duck blood is hidden in the heart.

This is also the reason why Ying Zheming threw the inkstone, he did not hide, and used real blood to cover up the traces of duck blood.

Zhe Yu's sword was naturally the effect of breaking the blood bag.

Li Jianping Gulu got up from the ground, I am grateful for the girl who saved my life. But I...

Think it through before you talk. I said that I need a mouse to test the medicine. Now the first medicine to be tested has been implanted in your body. You can leave if you want. When the time comes, you can't blame me if you die from the poison! Baicao Shi spoke first, blocking back what Li Jianping was about to say.

Li Jianping: ...

Seemingly harmless to humans and animals, the gentle and pleasant little doctor lady, if she said to test the medicine for people, she would try the medicine. Is it poisonous? How could you be so...

A longan that popped out was stuck in his throat like a bamboo shoot, and Li Jianping coughed immediately, and the longan was stuck out.

Noisy! This is Shinichi, Waste me a longan.

I said before, how can you expect people who hang out in the gambling house to keep their promises? If such a person is released back, it is tantamount to harming the people. But since he has poison in his body, it's another matter. Zhe Yu used a spoon to The porridge was stirred, but the temperament of the master's life and death was fully displayed.

Li Jianping plopped down on his knees, Girl, please forgive me, I don't dare to think rashly again.