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Chapter 63(2/2)

money?

It took Qin Yuan less than a second to remember giving Lin Dongze three hundred taels of silver as a wedding gift.

As long as it has something to do with money, Uncle Qin has always had a good memory.

"oh"

Qin Yuan took it unceremoniously.

Lin Dongze was a little surprised.

There was silence for a while.

Lin Dong was speechless.

"I remember that your peach tree was very tall. It was taller than many of the ones I saw in the south."

"The peach trees are dead, now they are jujube trees."

Lin Dong sighed: "Things are different and people are different."

"Things are different and people are different"

Qin Yuan corrected.

Lin Dong was slightly startled, then nodded with a smile: "Yes, things are different and people are different."

In fact, things are different from people.

Qin Yuan said something in his heart.

Lin Dong didn't know what Qin Yuan was thinking, otherwise he would have complained about it. Why don't you just tell me a tongue twister?

"Where are you employed now?"

"Qin Tian Jian, Wang Qi Department's Ling Shi, I have never done anything harmful to nature."

Qin Yuan looked like a little person who was afraid of trouble.

This is very similar to Qin records.

Lin Dongze secretly said.

After a while of silence, Lin Dong said: "Qin Tian Jian cannot be left vacant. Are you willing to take up the post of Supervisor?"

Letting Qin Yuan be the supervisor is also a helpless move.

The people in Qin Tianjian are either too many alchemists to write about.

Or small shrimps.

"Not interested in"

Qin Yuan answered simply.

Being in prison is not as comfortable as being in charge of history.

If you want to work, just do it; if you don’t want to work, just do it...

Lin Dong laughed.

This Qin Cao is very similar to the Qin records from back then.

If they weren't obviously different, he would have doubted that they were the same person.

Suddenly, he had a bold idea.

"Qin records?"

Qin Yuan didn't react at all.

Baby, I eat more salt than you walk, so you are playing tricks on me.

One second passes.

"I am Lingshi"

Qin Yuan corrected.

A flash of disappointment flashed in Lin Dongze's eyes.

It seems that this person is indeed not Qin Jiji.

"I recommend someone to you"

"who?"

"Yang Youqi, the grandson of Yang Huchan, is one level higher than me in position, has higher cultivation than me, has a strong character, and has never harmed anyone."

Instead, he is often harmed by others.

Qin Yuan added in his heart.

"OK"

After Lin Dong finished speaking, he looked in one direction, his eyes becoming very sharp.

Qin Yuan looked over pretending to be puzzled.

The next moment, a voice came: "Marshal, there are envoys from the Gu clan and the envoys from the Five Bird Immortals asking to see you."

"What do you think should be done?"

Lin Dong looked at Qin Yuan.

Why would you ask a little person about such a big thing?

“Just do what you have to do”

Qin Yuan said something that was like he didn't say anything.

Lin Dong smiled happily.

This Qin Cao is much more interesting than his grandfather.

"Did you hear that? Just do what you have to do."

Lin Dongze's cold voice fell.

The sounds of fierce fighting were heard in the distance.

But it ended soon.

Because there were too many Datong troops taking action.

Qin Yuan made a rough estimate, about 20,000 people.

An average of one in six hundred.

When Ip Man comes, he always leaves shaking his head.

"I still have something to do"

"Marshal, walk slowly"

Qin Yuan handed over his hand.

After Lin Dongze left, Qin Yuan frowned.
Chapter completed!
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