Chapter 217

"Tut tut - Xiaoyu, look, some of these bandits are forced to become bandits, and some sincerely want to get something for nothing and rely on robbing others' labor resources. People's hard work for a year is not as good as the income of these bandits."

The hall was full of boxes. Jiang Pengji crossed her legs as if she had no bones.

Her scallion fingers pointed at the open boxes below, and her eyes jokingly swept the bandits bound by all kinds of flowers.

Xu Ke looked at the things in those boxes. His forehead was blue and his heart was a little uneasy.

He was not worried about what would happen to these bandits. He was simply worried that his husband was addicted to playing bandits and eating black was too forgetful.

Although... He also feels good.

Meng Hun sat on the chair of the second leader of the bandit stronghold. In contrast, Xu Ke seemed more polite.

The former asked, "Lang Jun, what do you do with these people? Are they all like this or like this?"

Meng Hun gestured two very obvious gestures. The bandits at the bottom saw it and shivered one after another. They were in a war and were crying.

"Spare your life, gentlemen. The little ones were forced into this den of thieves. They never did anything harmful before..."

"... several Bodhisattvas spare their lives... The young have the young at the top and the old at the bottom. The livelihood of the whole family depends on the young one. If the young one dies, how can they live with the 60 year old mother above and the three-year-old son starving below... Please..."

"I was also forced by the black heart. Please let me go..."

In order to survive, they began to sell one by one. Some died and kowtowed for mercy. Some wanted to sell the secret of the bandit stronghold and get the chance to live. Some people said it in tears and wanted to move with emotion. The heart of the tragic story was sad.

However, no matter how these people speak and perform, Xu Ke looks coldly, and Meng Hun looks like he has nothing to do with himself.

Jiang Pengji, the real principal, looked at each of them with a smile, as if she were watching a monkey play.

"These people are not busy to deal with..." Jiang Pengji pointed at each other and looked like thinking. She turned her head and asked Xu Ke, "all the things found in this bandit stronghold are here? How much food, money and wealth are there?"

Xu Ke looked down at his simple record of bamboo slips and said, "there are about 300 stones of grain and about 700 liang of money and silk."

This is only approximate data. After all, we are in a hurry. We have to wait until we go back for further inventory.

Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "three hundred stone grains and seven hundred Liang silver... Are worth your husband's monthly practice for several years..."

Xu Ke secretly turned his eyes. When it comes to money, Jiang Pengji doesn't have many monthly cases in Liu's house. It's almost two in a month, but if you count the snacks, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, clothing and cloth, especially the expensive bamboo paper outside, can you be poor?

"Pack up and take all these things back." Jiang Pengji smiled lightly and waved her big hand. The aura was more powerful than that of the bandit leader. "Today, the brothers have worked hard. When they go back, everyone will share one or two silver and one kilogram of pork. They should make up for their hard training."

Where do these expenses come from?

I'm kidding. Naturally, it's the bandit materials collected.

What is the total number of people in the episode?

So a little reward is not painful or itchy. On the contrary, it can attract people's hearts and stimulate their fighting spirit. Isn't it cost-effective?

"In addition, each Wu Wuchang will receive another copy." It is natural to distinguish between the treatment of ordinary trilogy and that of the chief of the army, so that they can clearly realize that if they want to get better treatment, they can only train hard and climb up, "write these down."

Xu Ke nodded as he wrote.

Jiang Pengji naturally won't forget Xu Ke and Meng Hun. They each got ten Liang. In addition, Meng Hun added several jars of wine and five kilograms of pork, while Xu Ke added several pieces of cotton cloth with better texture and some equivalent health-care herbs.

This arrangement is purely because Meng Hun is single. He is full and the whole family is not hungry. Xu Ke has to take care of his aunt.

In front of a group of bandits, Jiang Pengji distributed all the stolen goods from their families and robbed the merchants. It seemed that what she distributed was not the money in other people's pockets, but her own... Well, it really belongs to her now.

She waved her hand. Xu Ke understood and asked people to move large boxes to the open space. Next, it was time to deal with these bandits.

"You, you... Bandits! Kill if you want!"

The captured bandit was in charge with a gloomy face.

People: "!"

The audience in the live studio watched happily, watching Jiang Pengji divide the stolen goods, and then was stunned by the words of the authentic bandit leader.

[blue lotus scholar]: 6666, it's 6 turned!

[old driver Lianmeng]: hahaha, anchor, did you hear that? Even the bandit leader called you a bandit. What does that mean?

[mu Yu Qingfeng]: indifferent face, which means that the anchor is the shoulder of the bandit community.

They worked hard to rob their homes and merchants, and the anchor took them all at once.

Not one of the bandits?

"Kill if you want to?" Jiang Pengji slapped her hand and said with a smile, "if you have enough courage, you'll die."

The crowd was silent. They thought Jiang Pengji would appreciate the man's courage and heroism, but unexpectedly, it was such a sentence.

"In fact, you can't live without saying."

Jiang Pengji pinched each other's neck with a sneer, and the blood from the bandit leader's mouth dyed the back of her hand red.

Nongqin hurriedly handed over a handkerchief. She took it in her left hand and threw the bandit's body aside in her right hand. She wiped the blood on her hands with a handkerchief without frowning. "Now, who wants to tell me to kill if you want to? Hmm? Who dares to say?"

The powerful and cold atmosphere was suffocating, and the bandits had a faint illusion that it was their turn to be next.

"It's worth appreciating that people with ability are tough and strong without urging. But a scum challenged me. Who will die if he doesn't die?"

Jiang Pengji skimmed her mouth. The blood on the back of her hand had been wiped clean. She put away the veil and didn't throw it on the ground at will.

Her eyes swept through the crowd, and no one dared to look at her.

People cherish their lives, even these bandits with their heads pinned to their belts.

Meng Hun followed Jiang Pengji with a knife. If she frowned at anyone, Meng Hun would cut off whose head.

Without the slightest sign and slightest precaution, a group of bandits were scared to death. When their crotch was hot, many people were scared out of control.

The scene was silent. Only the more intense blood and the occasional sound of blood splashing, heads rolled to the ground.

The audience in the live studio was so frightened that they forgot to send the barrage

Watching the live broadcast, they already felt two wars, their hands trembling and sweating, not to mention the bandits in it.