The Delicate Prince and His Shrewd Peasant Consort

Qian Hai looked at Qian He and had no idea for a while. ★ Look ★ Most ★ New ★ Chapter ★ Festival ★ Hundred ★ Degree ★ Search ★ Chase ★ Book ★ Help ★

"Don't worry, let's discuss it together and see what to do about it."

For money and money, Qian Hai is a hundred rest assured. He has been with him since childhood, he has eaten, drank, and bet on those broken things, and he knows everything, so there is nothing to hide in front of money and things. of.

Another key is that he can give himself an idea.

For such a big issue right now, apart from Qian He, he couldn't find anyone to discuss it.

The six beads were stolen by the bandits. The note said that people did n’t like the beads when they took them, just to ask for money. The price was 22 thousand silver. I saw them at the foot of Nanshan three days later. Let Qian Hai himself go.

Qian Hai believes that for the sake of money, they have to sell eight thousand two for the six beads.

The point is, if they exchange money with them, will they kill them.

"Master, I think there is something wrong here. If they are just asking for money, why do you want to go? Is it possible that the money will arrive? Who is going to be different?" Qian said anxiously.

Suddenly he made a plan and said, "If we don't make a fortune and avoid disasters, don't let the beads, and make a few other things for the old lady?"

"Nonsense, even if you tell her this thing, you can't fool the old lady," Qian Hai said sharply. "You can't fool, don't look at the old lady who is sixty years old now, she is fine."

The two discussed in the study for a long time, and finally Qian Hai decided that he took the money to redeem those beads.

Although he is a bandit, there is also a way to steal. Qian Hai thought that he usually wandered a bit, but he would not let them do it.

There are more people in this world who are unforgiving, and they will not be so unlucky.

Although he kept comforting himself, Qian Hai didn't close his eyes overnight.

As soon as it dawned, Qian He changed his clothes and drove out a carriage with Qian Hai.

Along the way, no one had a deep heart, especially Qian He. When he spoke, he trembled, making Qian Hai very nervous.

At the foot of the mountain, the person writing the note had not yet appeared.

"Master, you haven't moved all the way, your feet are numb, should you come down and walk?" Qian He asked.

Qian Hai originally planned to go down to exercise, but found that his legs had no strength at all.

"Help me."

Qian He carefully walked in front of Qian Hai and raised his arm.

Qian Hai slowly walked down from the carriage.

At this time, a whistle sounded on the hilltop, and the two were scared to stay there, and no one dared to turn back.

Just heard the sound of horseshoes galloping, "Crouch!"

The two squatted down immediately, not even dare to show up.

The man threw two linens in front of them and said, "Closure your eyes!"

Qian Hai listened to the voice and thought that this should be a big man in his thirties, but without thinking much, he quickly covered his eyes with sackcloth.

Then there was a sound of footsteps, the sound of silver unloading, and finally the footsteps gradually went away.

During this time, Qian Hai's heart kept mentioning. He had never regretted it so much. He really knew how terrible it was when he really arrived at this place. If those people had killed him hard, it is estimated that the family would His dead capital cannot be found.