A guide to getting rich

Chapter 1297 Only the mouth of the dead is the strictest
Meng Nan stepped forward to take the letter, took out the letter paper inside, glanced at it briefly, and then asked Mr. Meng, "Is this purple blood vine really such a rare thing?"

Meng Daren said: "That's not true, soon there will be only one person in the whole capital who has this thing."

Meng Nan was puzzled: "Who?"

Mr. Meng got up from behind the desk, walked to Meng Nan, took out the letter paper he was holding between his fingers, together with the envelope, lit it on the lamp, and threw it into the small copper stove.

"Of course it's me, purple blood vine. It's been a few years since the city of Kyoto has disappeared, but a while ago, some people actually got a little bit of it. Not many people know about it. It just so happens that your father and I are one of them. I have already sent someone to done."

Meng Nan asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Of course I bring it here, or keep him and send him to the emperor to receive the reward?" People in the palace are now searching for medicine shops and medical clinics in the capital. .

Naturally, this purple blood vine should be obtained now.

Meng Nan said: "Father, don't hurt people's lives, just treat it as a virtue for your grandson."

Master Meng's face turned cold, and he snorted: "The benevolence of a woman, if you want me to accumulate virtue for my grandson, then give me a grandson! Now you are alone, you don't even have a concubine, you still have the nerve to say What grandson?"

Meng Nan frowned, with a worried expression on his face: "Father, you can just give me more money, why hurt people's lives?"

Master Meng shook his head, with a look of resentment: "You, you are in your twenties, and you are so naive. Do you think that everything in this world can be solved with money? This matter involves the Tian Family If the important matter cannot be done seamlessly, what will happen if it is found out on us in the future?"

Meng Nan didn't make a sound, and Lord Meng said again: "In this world, only the dead have the tightest mouth. Only when he is dead, no one will know the whereabouts of this purple blood vine. Then, the Supreme Emperor will—"

He didn't say the following words, but the fierce look flashed in his eyes, but it was clear at a glance.

Without the purple blood vine, the Taishanghuang would surely die.

Meng Nan needed to persuade her again, but Master Meng didn't want to listen any more, and walked away, leaving Meng Nan standing in the study, unable to calm down for a long time.

He looked at his hands, which were going to be stained red from some unknown time.

When the day he gets his wish, if Bai Zhi knows this, can he accept him like this?

But the arrow is already on the string and the bow is fully drawn, so he can't help but say no.

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As Mr. Meng expected, it didn't take long for the news that the emperor's list was posted everywhere in the capital, asking for a lot of money to buy purple blood vine or purple blood vine.

If Mr. Meng knew the news about Purple Blood Vine, naturally others would also know about it.

Someone brought the news to reveal the imperial list, and Fu Zheng led Longwei's people to follow the person who revealed the list to a family in the east of the city.

The three-entry house is also decorated with style. In a place like Kyoto where every inch of land is expensive, to have such a house, it is obvious that the owner is not an ordinary person.

When Fu Zheng arrived, the family was hanging white cloth, and the whole house was lifeless. After inquiring, I found out that just three hours ago, the house was attacked by robbers, the warehouse was swept away, and more than a dozen people died. This servant, even their master was not spared.

When Fu Zheng arrived, the people from the Beijing Yamen hadn't left yet and were asking questions.

"What's going on? What's missing?" Fu Zheng secretly felt that something was wrong, and asked the leading arrester quickly.

(End of this chapter)