Super Three-child Dad: Sign In To Become the Richest Man - Chapter 271 lobbyist

"What's the trajectory of Murong Ping?" Jiang Han sat down and took a sip of tea.

"He is very quiet, and rarely interacts with outsiders, especially with the old department of the Qinglong King."

"On weekdays, at most, I only interact with a few scribes."

"Among them, the one who visited the most was the mansion of a man named Liu Wenlin."

"Liu Wenlin is the third flower of this dynasty, and he wrote a good article. When Murong Xu deposed Murong Ping, he wrote a letter to apologize for Murong Ping, but he was neglected and never used again." Li Shu said.

"What background does this Liu Wenlin have?" Jiang Han asked.

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"He is just an ordinary scholar, but he has a good reputation among scholars."

"That's why Murong Xu tolerated not killing him."

Li Shu analyzed.

"Have you talked to him?" Jiang Han continued the tea to Li Shu.

"No, but I heard him talk to others in the teahouse. This person likes to talk eloquently, and he doesn't seem like a person with big ideas." Li Shu analyzed.

"Well, take your time, don't rush."

"We'll contact Murong Ping when we've laid the groundwork here and Murong Xu's butcher's knife is raised."

"You first find a way to break into this scribe circle and make friends with Liu Wenlin."

"I'm going to see Chen Guolao later."

Jiang Han stood up and said.

"Yes, my lord." There was a hint of joy on Li Shu's face.

It was always his plan before.

But now it seems that Jiang Han is also a man of conspiracy, especially Chen Guolao's move, he was planning to mention it.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Han had already taken the initiative.

Sure enough, he is a fellow man, and great things can be expected.

Jiang Han took a shower happily.

Sand Wolf has already bought a good dinner from Wan Fu Lou.

"Master, it's time to eat." Sand Wolf said.

"No, I have eaten at the palace, I have to go out."

"No matter who comes, stay out of the door."

Jiang Han instructed to follow the address given by Xu Wang to find Chen Guo's hometown.

Chen Guolao lives on Qinglong Street.

As an elder of the three dynasties, his mansion was not large.

There is a small garden in the front, and as soon as you enter the house in the back, the grandparents and grandchildren live in it, and there are two old servants who are with you, which is enough.

Since Murong Xu usurped the throne, Chen Guolao has been in seclusion.

Although Murong Xu had invited him many times, he knew very well that Murong Xu was a scoundrel with a ruthless heart, and asking him to come out was just for appearance.

In addition to being old and seriously ill, he was too lazy to deal with it.

Even so, Murong Xu arranged a lot of eyeliners around the room to keep an eye on him.

"Elder Chen Guo, you've been doing well recently."

Chen Guolao was watching his grandson water the vegetables in the vegetable garden, when he heard someone calling at the door.

But I saw that it was a hawk dog that was extremely disgusting on weekdays.

This person has a **** mole on his face. If he is okay, he will find an excuse to come to the door to investigate, staring at him to death.

"What's the matter?" Chen Guolao's grandson Chen Zilong asked coldly.

"It's okay, I just wanted to come over and ask for a cup of tea."

The man smiled and was not polite, and entered the back room by himself.

"Maybe it's another trick that Murong Xu wants to do."

"Grandpa, wait, I'll blast him away."

Chen Zilong threw away the wooden spoon and went to find him barefoot.

"No hurry, wash it up, it won't be too late to meet him again." Chen Guolao said calmly.

As a veteran of the battlefield, he has long been accustomed to seeing life and death. A mere eagle dog is nothing more than showing off his strength, and he doesn't need to be too concerned.

After Chen Zilong washed his face, hands and feet, and dressed neatly, he pushed the old man back to the back room.

"This old man has nothing to entertain."

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Chen Guolao got straight to the point.

"What I like is rough tea and light rice."

"No hurry, drink this tea and talk slowly."

Jiang Han drank tea slowly.

While drinking, he took off the disguise on his face and showed his true colors.

"Who are you?" Chen Guo's boss was surprised.

"My name is Jiang Han, and I'm an emissary from the outside world." Jiang Han said.

"It's you."

"I've heard that you killed Tulimu and destroyed Murong Zhan's majesty, which shook the whole dynasty." Chen Zilong said excitedly.

"These are all small things, I still have big things to do." Jiang Han said.

"What's the big deal?" Chen Guolao asked.

"I know that the former crown prince, Murong Ping, is the grandson of the old Dragon King. Now he is being ostracized, and even has his own life. Chen Guo's old generation has been so generously favored by the Qinglong Dynasty, so is he just watching?" Jiang Han asked.

"Are you Murong Ping's lobbyist?" Chen Zilong frowned.

"I'm not a lobbyist, I just can't bear to see the former prince disappear like this."

"I'm a businessman. Businessmen like to do speculative things. If I can help the prince to restore the Qinglong Dynasty, the world is one family, why not?"

"At that time, I was a famous minister outside the territory."

"Moreover, I have been to the palace, and the current prince, Murong Fei, is cowardly and incompetent, and he is not worthy of being a prince at all."

"Does the old man have the heart to watch Jiangshan be buried in the hands of such a waste person?"

Jiang Han kept asking questions.

"You are a spy from the outside world, and you want to stir up blood and blood in the outside world, and then you will be able to bring in the army from the outside world, right?" Chen Guolao sneered.

"I said I was a businessman."

"Actually, I am more dangerous here than outside the country, so it forces me to have a strong desire to open up."

"I like Murong Ping, and I am willing to give a huge amount to help him rebuild the Qinglong Dynasty."

"But a hero with three gangs, I need your help." Jiang Han said.

"Grandpa, Murong Xu bullied us too much, I think sooner or later he will have to swing a knife at us."

"I think what Mr. Jiang said makes sense. We are so kind to the old Dragon King. Rather than waiting to die here, we might as well turn our backs on the prince." Chen Zilong said excitedly.

He is young and energetic, full of military talents, but he can only deal with mud every day.

This kind of life is simply worse than death.

Now Jiang Han's words aroused the flames in his heart that had been silent for a long time.

Ride the horses, and fight on the battlefield.

Chen Guolao glared at him fiercely: "Your father died under Murong Xu's hands, do you want the old man to see you again to die?"

"Grandpa..." Chen Zilong was about to speak, but was stunned by Guo Lao.

"Mr. Jiang, let's go, this old man can't accommodate you in this temple." Chen Guolao issued an order to evict guests.

"Not urgent."

"I heard that Guo Lao's leg disease has recurred in the past few years. It happens that I know some medical skills and can help you treat it."

Jiang Han took out the golden needle.

"I don't want you to treat me, so as not to be dragged down by your favor," Chen Guo said.

"Don't worry, Guo Lao, I only said this once, and I won't come again in the future."

Jiang Han smiled, then supported Guo Lao's feet, and the golden needle fell down against his knees.

Chen Guolao only felt that there was an inexplicable warm current in his knee that had already lost consciousness, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

His leg has been crippled for a long time.

I didn't expect that there will be a day when the consciousness will recover. It's a miracle.