Wan Qianxiu sat back on the sedan chair, and the unpleasant rouge smell suddenly disappeared by half.
Tian Zhenshu disliked such people very much. When the sedan chair was gone, he turned to Zhou Zhengdao: "Is it all right?"
Although he didn't know what was going on behind Zhou Zheng, he roughly guessed something from Wan Qianxiu's words.
Zhou Zhengdao: "It's okay, I can handle it."
Tian Zhenshu didn't ask much, who didn't have any secrets yet. He glanced at the servants standing by the police station and said, "I have to take them back. You can find someone here to clean it up."
Zhou Zheng swept his gaze, approached him a little, and whispered: "There will be nothing wrong with you, right?"
The people of the Metropolitan Procuratorate are arresting people from Shuntian Mansion in broad daylight. Even if they are reasonable, the faces of the adults above will not look good. If someone is more serious, it may not be another disturbance.
Tian Zhenshu didn't care, and said, "It doesn't matter, the court is now in troubled times, so how can you care about me."
Zhou Zheng and Tian Zhenshu are real friends in adversity. They don't say much, and said: "Okay, please come to my house for a drink in a few days."
Tian Zhen agreed with a smile, and then hurried away with someone.
Zhou Zheng looked at the back of Tian Zhenshu and others, and said to Liu Liuzhe: "Let me clean up, and the sale will start tomorrow."
Zhou Ji has gone through wind and rain, Liu Liuzhe is also used to seeing big and small things, said: "Okay. By the way, the second young master, you can quickly reply, sir, the eldest master is already waiting."
Zhou Zheng hummed, looking at the messy Zhou Ji door inside and outside, he groaned, and said, "You inform Chengji, and you will come to Zhou Ji to see me tomorrow."
Liu Liuzhe replied, and turned around to let Zhou Ji's guys start to clean up.
The Weekly Diary is no longer in production, but only a point of sale. Although it is messy, there are not many things.
Zhou Zheng looked at it for a while, then left Zhou Ji and went home.
At this time, Uncle Fu entered Zhou Qingli's study from the outside, and Zhou Qingli, who was reading, raised her head fiercely.
Although he didn't speak, Zhou Qingli's every move, face and eyes were asking: Is Zhengyun back
Uncle Fu looked at the book that Zhou Qingli hadn't moved a page for a long time, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, people have already returned to Beijing, nothing will happen."
Zhou Qingli put down her book, took the tea cup at hand, and said before drinking, "Let the kitchen cook some food, I'm also hungry."
Uncle Fu knew, and said: "I have made the kitchen what the second young master likes to eat, it's coming soon."
Zhou Qingli took a sip of tea and nodded.
Uncle Fu saw that Zhou Qingli still had some thoughts and thoughts, and said, "I'll go outside and wait."
Zhou Qingli did not speak, and picked up the book casually.
It didn't take long for Uncle Fu to come back happily and said, "Master, the second young master has entered the mansion."
Zhou Qingli immediately put down her book, stood up, and said, "Let's eat."
Fu Bo hey, turned around to make arrangements.
Zhou Zheng went back to the house and didn't rush to change clothes. He ate in the back room of Zhou's house with Father Zhou, Zhou Fang, and his son.
Zhou Zheng knew that they were all worried. He picked up some things along the way and talked to them. Naturally, he skipped some unspeakable things.
Seeing that Zhou Zheng came back in good condition, Zhou Qingli was relieved, listening to Zhou Zheng's words one after another, put down the bowls and chopsticks, meditated for a while, and said: "Jianlu is bloodthirsty and combative. Chahar can no longer restrain them. I'm afraid it will not be long. It's going to make a comeback."
Zhou Zheng looked at Father Zhou with a slightly different expression.
Jianlu was defeated in Ningyuan last year, the old chief Nurhachi just died, and the new chief Huangtaiji was only a few months old. The Ming and Manchu civil and military did not think that Jianlu would go to war again in a short period of time. Father Zhou would think that Jianlu could not use How soon will you come again
Zhou Zheng couldn't help but look at Daddy Zhou carefully.
Zhou Qingli looked at Zhou Zheng with a surprised look, and said: "It's nothing strange, as early as May and June, late August and September."
Zhou Zheng had just returned to Beijing. Except for Yuan Chonghuan in Liaodong, the high-ranking court, outsiders did not know the "rumor" that Zhou was spreading in Shenyang. Zhou Qingli's judgment surprised Zhou Zheng secretly, and he couldn't help but re-understand the eyes of Daddy Zhou.
"Huh, it's not a pity for a thief like Fan Wenchen to die. Ling Chi should be shaved alive!" Zhou Fang said bitterly!
Zhou Fang just heard the words of Fan Wenchen relayed by Zhou Zheng, how can such a shameless person still have the face to live in the world!
Zhou Qingli took a sip of tea and said: "It's useless to get angry. Now the court is dim, and Jianlu is used to winking people's hearts. It will be indispensable in the future."
Zhou Zheng redefines Father Zhou's vision and agrees with his words, saying: "There are many who can die generously for righteousness, but there are also many who cherish life for fame and fortune."
Zhou Fang snorted coldly, and said, "Don't want your ancestors, don't want to be righteous, betray your country for glory, and slaughter your compatriots. How is such a person different from being alive!"
Zhou Qingli did not say this again, and said to Zhou Zheng: "After you come back, what arrangements does the court have?"
Zhou Qingli obviously didn't know that Huang Weihuai was involved in the Feng Jiahui case, and even the deputy envoy Zhou Zheng was unlucky.
Zhou Zheng didn't hide it, and told the story.
Zhou Qingli did not speak yet, but Zhou Fang said angrily: "I think you should resign too. In the current court, where there are people who can do things, in addition to calculations, they still calculate!"
Zhou Qingli looked at Zhou Zheng the same as Zhou Fang.
Zhou Zheng knew that Zhou Qingli was worried about him, so he said, "Hu Qingzheng is the chief official on Zhejiang Road. The relationship with me is acceptable."
Zhou Zheng probably has not been dismissed from office or suspended, and his salary is still issued, but he cannot go to work.
Zhou Qingli knew Zhou Zheng's situation and said, "Then stay in the house more."
Zhou Zheng hummed and didn't say more.
The Zhou family's three fathers and sons are both restrained emotional and bad words. After Zhou Qingli finished speaking, the three of them sat quietly for a while, and ended the reception banquet.
Zhou Zheng returned to the room and let out a long sigh. He was exhausted all the way and had to deal with so many things. He slumped straight down in the air.
Only here can he give him a sense of security and truly relax.
Zhou Zheng buried his face on the pillow, took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.
At the same time, he had arrived at Wei Xi Village in Huai'an Mansion, and at the moment he was in the inn with a look of anger.
There was a young man in his early thirties. He sat opposite Wei Xizhuang. He didn't care about Wei Xizhuang's anger at all. He said with a sneer: "Master Wei, do you want to get a share of the private salt, or someone from the court? These adults want to reshape the salt administration? No matter which kind, I advise you to take your mind! I don’t talk about the capital and other places, just Huaian Mansion, from the prefectural government to the guards, all the yamen up and down, They are all eating this meal, not enough points! If you intervene in disorder, there will be no one thousand or eight hundred dead bodies under this canal, not bad for you!"
Wei Xizhuang clenched fists with both hands, his face was irrepressible with anger, and the Xiuchun knife in front of him shook slightly, as if he was about to unsheath!
He Qishou stood behind Wei Xizhuang with a solemn expression and worried eyes, for fear that Wei Xizhuang could not control his anger and would do irreparable things.
Wei Xizhuang clenched his teeth, his face alternated with blue and red.
Outside the house, ten guards in Jinyi drew their knives, vigilantly facing the dozens of brawny men who surrounded them in front of them!
These people have a fierce look, they look like desperadoes, and they hold knives in their hands. It seems that whenever there is a movement in the room, they will rush up and kill everyone here!
Wei Xizhuang was very angry. He seldom faced such a person. In the capital, he copied and ransacked his home, and occasionally interrogated him. The rest was almost smooth.
When did someone threaten him like this and sink him into the river!
He was the one who was about to be crowned!
Wei Xizhuang's eyes were murderous. He had never been so angry before. He wanted to kill a person in this way. Looking at the Xiuchun Dao in front of him, he really wanted to draw his sword and slashed the person in front of him!
The man looked at Wei Xizhuang’s murderous intent and didn’t care. He glanced at his desperadoes outside the inn, and sneered more and more: “Master Wei, go back to Beijing today if there’s nothing wrong. That’s where you should stay. Don’t come to Huai’an Mansion in the future. I’m just a messenger, don’t blame me for not reminding you, if you miss today, those bandits on the road won’t care who you are, Jin Yiwei is not enough to stuff their teeth!"
Wei Xizhuang's teeth are about to be crushed, these people are too rampant! It's crazy! Rampantly endless!
He Qishou's expression was also quite ugly. He didn't expect that these salt merchants were so vicious, there was no trace of the king's law in his eyes!
He Qishou looked at Wei Xizhuang more worried. Now there are bandits all over the country. If these are really to kill Wei Xizhuang and push them onto those bandits, the court has no other choice but to order a strict investigation!
The man glanced at He Qishou, stood up, patted his clothes, and left calmly.
When he left the inn, the thugs backed away and soon followed him away.
boom!
In the room, Wei Xizhuang overturned the table, kicked and kicked frantically, and roared: "I shouldn't have listened to Zhou Zhengyun. It's not too much for these people to kill a hundred times! I'm going to kill them! I want to kill them all! No one left! No one left!"
He Qishou watched Wei Xizhuang venting, but he didn't stop it.
The salt merchants made their fortunes by relying on private salt. They can forcibly wipe out the salt administration of Ming Dynasty. You can imagine how powerful they are, not to mention the seizure of a few of their ships, just a touch of it. Counterattack is not something ordinary people can afford.
That is, Wei Xizhuang, with the light of Wei Zhongxian, ordinary people have long since sunk!
After venting for a long time, Wei Xizhuang sat on the ground panting, sweating profusely, and the anger on his face could not disappear.
He Qishou knew that Wei Xizhuang didn’t know much about the mixing of local forces. He waited for a while before he stepped forward and said: “My boss, let’s find a way to deal with it first. They have desperadoes in their hands, and the relationship between the bandits and them is Qiansi. Wanlv, it might really kill us."
Wei Xizhuang's face was gloomy and said: "Then what do you say? Release the people? Did you escape back to the capital dingy?"
Wei Xizhuang only went south to investigate the corruption case of water transport with Jin Yiwei. He found that the ships with water transport were used to smuggle salt. As soon as two ships were detained, various people began to come to the door, and even the commander who was in charge of the inspection this time. Zhao Suijin also accepted the benefits, and asked him to let him go!
After he refused, there was the scene just now. (End of this chapter)