How can I not hate it?
Gao Qinglie put away his hateful look and changed his name. "I know you hate me, but if you do me a favor, I will tell you the location of my private property hidden outside the palace."
"I can't get out anyway, so those things are all yours."
After hearing this, the jailer finally raised his eyes and saw that Gao Qinglie's fierce eyes were firm and did not seem fake.
It so happened that my old mother at home fell ill recently. I invited many doctors to see her and she took a lot of medicine, but nothing helped.
With one thing after another piling up, the family's money was almost spent. He was worried about this matter and was already in a bad mood, so when Gao Qinglie made the request, he brought some personal feelings into it, which led to his mockery of him.
After all, he was once an emperor, so there must be some private properties that are unknown to the public. Although he has been searched thoroughly, there must be some that slip through the net.
He said, "How do I know if you are lying to me?"
Gao Qinglie sneered, "You're just a small jailer. What good would it do me to deceive you?"
Although the words were a bit harsh, they were the truth. The jailer looked unhappy, but for the sake of his mother's illness, he had to swallow his anger.
He thought that at worst he could deal with him after he got the private property.
Anyway, he is an abandoned emperor of the previous dynasty, and there are too many people who hope for his death. Even if he does not take action himself, there will be many people who will follow suit.
"Very well, then I will send a message to His Majesty. What do you have to say?"
Gao Qinglie's eyes flashed, and he suddenly raised his lips and smiled, "You just need to tell Lu Huan that I can help him get what he wants, that's all."
The jailer was slightly surprised. What did he want?
He laughed contemptuously, "Who do you think you are? Your Majesty has the whole world, so why would you care about the little things you want?"
For people like them, the biggest delusion is that position, above everyone else, what else could they want?
Gao Qinglie tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and looked at the young jailer in front of him.
After all, he was once the ruler of Nanchang State. Even if he fell into Lu Huan's hands, who was he? Now he dared to mock and despise him without any concealment.
A small jailer showed the disgust and contempt in his eyes vividly.
His sharp eyes were like a knife, repeatedly "lashing" at the little jailer. "It's up to you whether you believe it or not. If it doesn't work out, you won't lose anything. But if it does, my private property outside the city will be yours."
The jailer looked at him intently for a moment, then finally said, "Okay, that's settled."
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