Chapter 191 The Prime Minister is a fine work by Jin Guo?
Liu Lin has many personal habits, such as he likes to lie on the bed and drink it as a wine, and lets women apply it as a mask.
I heard that when he is interested, he still likes to eat meat and soft meat.
Every time he comes to Jiangnan Pavilion, he has a great time.
The prostitutes in Jiangnan Pavilion are divided into grades, the most low-priced and the most high-quality ones are the same price. The difference is that you can kill them at will, or even deal with them at will, eat them and cook them, or marry them home at will.
This is to cater to the personal habits of all dignitaries.
However, in recent times, the Jin Dynasty has also promoted many senior Han officials, which has curbed this phenomenon to a certain extent.
From the past clearly marked price, it has been transferred to the current private operation.
Recently, people who were stationed in Youzhou sent a lot of news. Although it was not a big secret, the Jin Kingdom knew what Youzhou was doing in time.
Because of his good performance, Liu Lin was named and praised by Wanyan Gao's son Wanyan Zongyi, and even promoted his official position.
Liu Lin felt that life in Jin Kingdom was the real life. Here, do whatever you want, as long as you don’t rebel and serve your superiors well, no one will care about you.
Since some time ago, he killed a woman here with his own hands, then cooked and ate, and opened the door to a new world.
So life can be so wonderful?
Today he wants to increase his investment. On the way to go, he has already decided to kill another one, and he will cook it. However, this time he will find a beautiful woman to eat with him after having fun.
Who are you looking for?
It doesn’t matter who you want, just choose it randomly in the highest level, or arrange it randomly for him.
Some random and more exciting!
The one who came to serve Liu Lin today was Wei Xueying, a woman with snow-like skin, dressed very delicately, looking like a celebrity who was in and out of the upper class.
This made Liu Lin very excited.
Shortly after Wei Xueying came in, several servants carried in a red box and opened it.
A little girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old was curled up in the box.
The little girl was tied up, shivering and crying.
Another servant checked all the knives on the spacious table, and after making sure that it was correct, he took the others out of the room.
There was a large pot on one side.
Liu Lin felt that the blood flowing in his body was accelerating, and he was a little impatient.
"Young Master, drink some wine and eat some snacks first, otherwise how can you have the strength or interest?"
Liu Lin turned his head and smiled slightly at Wei Xueying, which made Wei Xueying shudder.
"You are right. Let's start with the two of us first. When we are done, take your time and don't worry."
So, Liu Lin began to drink and laugh out loudly.
Because this place meets the special habits of the guests, it is very hidden and has a good sound insulation effect.
Liu Lin was drinking, but for some reason, he had a very poor alcohol tolerance today and soon got drunk.
At night, during the day, the servants were notified that they could come in and move things.
"Huh? Why has it become a little heavy?"
"You care about so much, can't you even open it and see it!"
The servant trembled for a moment and shook his head quickly. This box is a taboo, and the special habits of those nobles are not expected to be seen by others.
So, opening the box is asking for death.
Last time, a man opened the box and was chopped into pieces by the manager in front of all the servants.
They would not care about so many things. After they moved them out, they would send them to the designated carriage and throw them to the mass grave outside the city.
Wei Xueying is one of the courtesan courtesan in Jiangnan Pavilion, and she is hosting all the high-ranking officials and nobles from Shangjing.
Pan Weizhi was a small landlord. When he was in the Liao Kingdom, he was now replaced by Jin Kingdom. He was still a small landlord, a kind of harmless landlord who would never have to worry about food and drink for the rest of his life.
But his true identity is actually Han Lixian's adopted son, his real name is Han Zhi, and he is currently the leader of the Imperial City Department in Shangjing.
“Sent out?”
“Sent out.”
"Thanks a lot."
"It is my honor to do things for the Shangguan."
A trace of pain flashed in Pan Weizhi's eyes. Wei Xueying was a Song Dynasty native. He heard Wei Xueying talk about his life experience.
She was originally a lady from a wealthy family. Because of the war and human traffickers, she was sold to Shangjing and entered this kind of fireworks.
"Where is that little girl?"
"I've sent it out together."
"How many little girls are there now?"
"I don't know, there are many." Wei Xueying sighed, as if she felt the same fate was connected, and she seemed very pessimistic.
"Don't worry, the court will one day recover the lost territory, and you will be free at that time."
Wei Xueying nodded and said nothing more. She knew in her heart that when the Holy Emperor took back her place, she would be old or might have been buried in the soil.
She paused and said, "If I am no longer in the world by then, I will bother Shangguan to send my ashes back to Weijia Village, Mizhou, Hebei. If you can still meet my younger brother Wei Ze, if he is still alive, tell him that he must let him bury my ashes in his hometown, and don't dislike his sister, his sister can also sacrifice herself for others."
What he said moved Pan Weizhi. Pan Weizhi didn't say anything else, and then left after drinking a few glasses of wine.
It was late at night, and a scream came from An Mansion in the north of the city, alarming the entire An Mansion.
An Hairong, the head of the An family, was killed in An Mansion, with his body and head differently.
There were only three murderers, but these three were all skilled in martial arts. One of them was killed and the other two were seriously injured and escaped.
Before dawn, outside the wasteland sixty miles away from Shangjing City.
Liu Lin was beaten to a slight whip, and Pan Weizhi, who looked gentle and gentle.
Without any questions or prelude, after bringing Liu Lin here, Pan Weizhi beat him up.
He asked after the fight, "Tell me, who is yours?"
Liu Lin screamed heart-wrenchingly, like a wounded lion: "You dare to treat me like this! I will cut you into pieces!"
Pan Weizhi was originally depressed because of Wei Xueying's incident, but now he has caught Liu Lin, so of course he has to use Liu Lin as an angry bag.
While the burnt iron block was handed over, Pan Weizhi showed a cruel smile on his face.
"You...what are you going to do..."
Pan Weizhi stuffed the iron piece into Liu Lin's crotch, and his screams suddenly pierced the wasteland.
Liu Lin was awakened by water again. This time, he was completely out of strength.
"Tell me who is your superior, otherwise I will make you live and die!"
"What are you referring to?"
"Who is responsible for Wanyan Gao's detailed work?"
Liu Lin was in tears. You asked earlier. After you asked, I said, why bother torture me? I am not a person with integrity!
"It's Wanyan Zongyi! It's Wanyan Zongyi. Don't hit me anymore. I'm so scared! I've lost my most precious thing..."
On the other side, people were recording quickly, and Pan Weizhi continued to ask: "Tell me the list of all the detailed works lurking in Youzhou."
Liu Lin started to say it all.
He no longer looked like he was usually fierce. If he hadn't been tied up, he would have wanted to go up and kneel down and lick Pan Weizhi's feet.
Although Liu Lin said it all, Pan Weizhi was obviously unhappy and continued to beat Liu Lin hard and kept pouring ice water on him, which made him tremble and his mind cleared.
"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! I have more important information! As long as you let me go, I will say!"
Pan Weizhi stopped, took the hot water handed over by a subordinate next to him and drank two sips of it, ate a few more mouthfuls of sticky porridge, and his subordinate continued to cook water on the stove.
Liu Lin thought that he planned to cook meat for breakfast after boiling water. He was a little hungry and really wanted to eat something, but in fact he was going to throw him in and cook and feed the wild wolf.
"If I think it's worthless, I will make you more painful than going to hell!"
"There is a fine work of the Jin Kingdom in Tokyo, and this person is ranked as prime minister!"
ps: I heard that you have a lot of recommendation tickets in your hands, and Christmas is over. Are you going to hand it over? It’s funny manually?
Chapter completed!