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    Zhang Yucong was disgusted by the appearance of a dog in the water, which obviously embarrassed the Zhang family.

    Zhang Yucong waved his hand, and the steward seemed to be drained of all his strength, and his whole body was crooked there.

    The servants of the Zhang family stepped forward to drag him, and soon there was the sound of beating outside. The steward lay on the ground, biting the wooden stick tightly, not daring to make any screams.

    Zhang Yucong stood in front of the window and looked out. He still remembered what happened that night many years ago. The fire by the Bishui River made his cheeks burn.

    In fact, he shouldn't have remembered this incident, because it was too insignificant to him. The reason why he could always remember it was because the damn woman and her pair of children made him really waste a lot of energy.  Thinking of this, Zhang Yucong couldn't help but twitch his fingers.

    He raised his hand to look, facing the moonlight, the little finger of his right hand was missing a section.

    There was a hostility in Zhang Yucong's eyes, and what made him even more angry was that there are still people who dare to bring up old things again, which is clearly an offense to his majesty.

    So no matter who they are, as long as they dare to fight against him, he will not let them end well.

    He wants everyone to know that everything is in his hands, that whoever he wants to live can live, and whoever he wants to die must die.

    The sound of boards outside stopped, but Zhang Yucong felt that he was still not comfortable, and ordered coldly: "Call again."

    It is useless to keep a person who can't do such a small thing well, and in the end he is even asked to worry about it.

    Finally, there was no movement in the yard.

    Zhang Zhong entered the door and reported: "The man has passed out."

    Zhang Yucong's anger seemed to have dissipated a bit.

    "Master," Zhang Zhong said softly, "what should we do about this matter? The Taoist nun refused to say anything in the prison, and she couldn't get a word out of the old woman's mouth. Maybe maybe it's true.  Coincidentally, they have nothing to do with Master Sun Er."

    Zhang Yucong narrowed his eyes: "You really think so?"

    Zhang Zhong immediately changed his words: "No, what I mean is, or else we can think of other wayslet Shuntian Mansion release the person firstthen we"

    Zhang Zhongbi made a killing gesture: "No matter who they are, they will be killed once and a hundred times."

    Zhang Yucong looked at Zhang Zhong after a while: "You are not too young, should you go to Zhuangzi to retire?"

    Zhang Zhong immediately said: "Master small small."

    Zhang Yucong said: "Do you really think that I care about those two low lives? If two Taoist nuns die, everything will be fine? If two Taoist nuns died today, there might be someone else showing up tomorrow. This time I won't cause further trouble.  Find out all the people and solve them all at once.

    I don't want this to bother me again, do you understand?  "

    Zhang Zhongdao: "Understood, the little one understands."

    When Zhang Yucong said this, his whole person became much calmer: "As for Shuntian Mansion, I have nothing to hide. It was the rebels who rebelled back then. Even if some people want revenge now, they are all rebels. As long as they are rebels  Damn it, doesn't the general judge want to investigate? Let him investigate."

    Zhang Zhong responded.

    Exiting the study room, the mother in charge walked forward with her neck hanging like a quail, and said: "Mrs. Sun is not living well there, she is making a lot of noise and wants to see you."

    Zhang Yucong frowned: "I have already moved to Zhuangzi as she wanted, what else does she want?"

    The mother in charge said: "Eating and drinking are all according to Mrs. Sun's wishes. We all surround the side to serve, but the second wife still says she is afraid and insists on letting you go over. Let's talk about this matter carefully.  "

    Zhang Yucong showed an impatient expression: "Tell her, if she makes trouble again, let her move out of the Zhang family. No matter what happens to her again, I will not care about it anymore."

    The mother in charge responded: "The second wife thinks that the village is too deserted, and wants some decorations. The village has not been lived for a long time, and there is a bit of mold, and I want to use ambergris to smoke it."

    "Give it to her," Zhang Yucong said coldly, "give her everything that is not bad."

    The Song family is in a small courtyard in the capital.

    Song Chengxuan has already returned to the study to read.

    Yong Ye stood outside dejectedly, his heart felt so heavy for the first time.

    "What's wrong?" Daoist Zhang handed Yong Ye the flagon in his hand.

    The strange thing is that Yong Ye took the flagon over and swallowed several big mouthfuls.

    Zhang Zhenren opened his eyes wide, usuallyYe didn't even pay attention to him, but this time obviously something unusual happened.

    This kid Yong Ye is someone he admires, he has been with the young master for the longest time, and he also understands the young master's thoughts the most. The young master doesn't need to say anything, Yong Ye can handle things well, and this kid has almost no shortcomings.  Not lewd, not good at gambling, although he doesn't look like a man, but

    Daoist Zhang smacked his lips, but that's exactly how they felt at ease when Yong Ye was by Young Master's side.

    Zhang Zhenren said: "What's the matter?"

    Yong Ye lowered his head: "My lord will leave tomorrow, what happens in Beijing has nothing to do with us."

    Zhenren Zhang nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

    Yong Ye raised his head slightly: "I did something wrong."

    Tonight, the young master went to the Taoist temple by the Bishui River to check the situation, and he must have found something strange, but the young master did not mention it in front of them, it must be because he will return to the southeast tomorrow, and the young master will not interfere with the affairs here.

    It was really annoying for Zhang's family to interrogate people in the Taoist temple. Fortunately, the son of Anyihou appeared and hung the servants of Zhang's family on the wall, which was regarded as helping the officials of Shuntian Prefecture to stabilize the situation.

    But just when the Zhang family steward was about to leave by boat, the young master suddenly glanced at him. Years of tacit understanding made him subconsciously snap his fingers, and with a small stone, he knocked the Zhang family steward down the river.

    This is the right way, it won't beat the dog in the water, and it won't make the Zhang family lose face. The son of Anyihou just started, and he didn't do things the best. He only made up for it to achieve the best effect.

    Only when a person suffers setbacks will he be more active in doing things. This is what the young master taught him.

    The Zhang family stumbled tonight, and there will be other actions tomorrow, so that more clues can emerge.

    But after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong. The young master just came to see and would not intervene in this case. What will happen to this case? What does it have to do with them?  Isn't he like this It's superfluous, he must have misunderstood the young master's intention just now.

    He turned his head to look at the young master, although the young master didn't say anything but squinted his eyes.

    It is clear that he dislikes his meddling.

    Zhenren Zhang couldn't help worrying: "What's the matter, you tell me."

    But Yong Ye walked aside, shrunk his shoulders, he must not be confused in the future, he must work harder to hone himself

    Huang Qinghe didn't sleep well all night, and at dawn the next day, he told the Yacha: "Have someone prepare something."

    Yacha did not understand: "My lord, what are we preparing for?"

    Huang Qinghe said: "Hoes, shovels, things that can dig soil."

    Yachai asked, "What are we going to do?"

    "Digging a grave," Huang Qinghe pursed his lips, "Let's dig a grave." (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com
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