The sunset shines on Pujindu in the west, the autumn wind is bleak and the stork tower is rushing to the surging Yellow River where the sea does not return, and many crows fly noisily around a flagpole, adding a little depression and a bit of sadness to this picture of the Yellow River to the west.

Zhang Siwei rushed back to Puzhou from Beijing, and before he had time to inform his relatives and friends, he hurriedly went around the city and went south to his hometown Fengling Town.

From the man throwing a stone to drive away the crow, suddenly his mouth opened wide at the same time, his eyes were full of horror, and he looked at the top of the flagpole in a daze.

On the flagpole there was a bloody human head, the eyes were pecked into a bloody hole by the crow, but the bloody face has completely solidified the shock and fear of the moment of death, which is particularly hideous and terrifying, and the dirty blood and yellow water dripping from the broken stubble of the neck are even more disgusting, and the flagpole at the bottom is pasted with a notice in black and white: the right deputy capital Yushi, Shanxi Governor Zhang, beheaded the evil slave Zhang Sheng of Fengling Town, Puzhou, and the first order is here!

Some people scolded Zhang Gongyu and the turtle king bastard, some people said they rushed into Puzhou City and beat him, and some people were ready to remove the head on the flagpole. In Beijing, the prime minister's door is a seven-grade official, how can Zhang Dalang be a seven-grade official? No one expected that he would be beheaded in Puzhou, and the family members seemed to be arrogant and vicious, but in fact, they were already frightened and had no idea.

The dark and heavy car window revealed Zhang Siwei's expressionless face, looking at Zhang Sheng's head, his pupils constricted suddenly, and then instinctively looked at Pusaka Cheng's head.

In the attic standing high in Kasaka and facing the wind by the river, a person in a green shirt and cloth clothes stood with his hands in his hands, and a person was graceful, a woman who was easy to hairpin and Ben, and was looking at him condescendingly with cold eyes.

Zhang Siwei snorted coldly, lowered the curtain of the car fiercely, and then came out of the sedan with a calm and powerful shout: "Go, Fengling Town!" Leave someone to collect Zhang Sheng's body and bury it! ”

Okay, at least the big man is still very calm! The servants of all the families suddenly felt that they had the backbone of the master, leaving a few people to run to the yamen to collect the corpses, and the rest hugged the sedan car and rushed to set off.

As everyone knows, Zhang Siwei, who put down the curtain, was already pale, and as the car moved forward, his body shook involuntarily, and he was on the verge of crumbling!

In the attic of Puban Chengtou, Qin Lin saw Zhang Siwei and his party going south, and laughed loudly: "Hanging people's heads high to frustrate the enemy's courage, everyone in the Young Master's Mansion is already depressed." Tut-tut, my wife really has a black belly! ”

It was Qin Lin who beheaded the person, and it was Zhang Zixuan who came up with the idea of hanging the order.

The prime minister's daughter threw her gaze at Zhang Siwei's distant sedan chair with a chill to the bone, for her, no matter what method she used to deal with Zhang Siwei, it was a matter of course.

One is Yu Gong, the young master's mansion, as the leader of the Jin merchants, bullied the people and illegally collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country, not only the people in the three Jin Dynasty Guanzhong suffered from it, but also hollowed out the foundation of the court step by step.

The second is private, Zhang Siwei is a person who is a high arch, after the fall of the high arch, he once said that he returned to his hometown from illness, it is Zhang Juzheng who cherishes talents, regardless of the previous suspicions, and recommends him to be a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, who knows that he is insidious and despicable, and he actually fought back after Zhang Juzheng's death, so that Jiangling Xianggong suffered a stigma after his death, and the eldest son Zhang Jingxiu committed suicide, Zhang Zixuan and him really don't share the sky!

The daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion is getting blacker and blacker...... Qin Lin looked at Zhang Zixuan biting her lip tightly, her jade hand holding a small fist trembling slightly, her heart couldn't help but soften, she gently hugged her fragrant shoulder, and whispered in her ear: "Sister Zixuan, I think you are becoming more and more terrifying." ”

Feeling the warmth of Qin Lin's body, Zhang Zixuan turned her head and smiled, her gentle and jade-like demeanor slowly stretched invisibly, looking at his eyes and saying slowly and categorically: "This is the case, the little sister has no worries in her heart, so she will be a wife in Brother Qin's mansion, and from now on, she will teach her husband and children, and will not do foreign affairs." ”

Recently, Qin Lin has been with Zhang Zixuan as much as possible, and every time he laughs and laughs, there are some things that Zhang Zixuan has finally seen a little, except for having to take revenge on Zhang Siwei, a vicious enemy, he doesn't care about other things, as long as he and Qin Lin stay together from now on, a few sisters in the house get along, what more can you ask for?

Qin Lin smiled and gently kissed her smooth and full forehead, "Silly Zixuan, am I still afraid of you?" Life can't be spent in hatred, I'm afraid that your heart is difficult to solve, and your heart is depressed, so I do everything I can to explain, as for what foreign and internal affairs, hum, it's not so easy to pick a son, and the surname Qin in this life depends on you! ”

Zhang Zixuan's mood completely relaxed at this moment, looking at Qin Lin's eyes, there was a little rare softness, it was not easy to get out of hatred, but she had more power...... Lu Yuanzhi, Niu Dali and Yin Binshang were on their way back to Puzhou from Xiyao Ancient Town, Qin Lin broke the murder of Huo Tieshan, and beheaded Zhang Sheng, the chief butler of the Young Master's Mansion.

"Chief Qin really beheaded Zhang Sheng?" Blacksmith Cui Baozhu asked in disbelief, he rode with a Jinyi official school, and the blacksmith who couldn't ride could only hug the waist of the Jinyi official school tightly so that he didn't fall off the bumpy horse.

Yin Binshang smiled: "It can't be fake, it can't be fake, the head is ordered to be outside Puzhou City, and you can see it at a glance." ”

Cui Baozhu, Zhang Huogen, Chen Jin and these blacksmiths looked at each other, their expressions showed hope, they had also thought about resisting the mean and murderous Young Master's Mansion, but they never mustered up the courage, until this grim-faced guy came to Xiyao Ancient Town and said those words to them.

However, last time, they only dared to contact Yin Binshang secretly, provide some news about Huo Tieshan, and do everything possible to prevent being known by the Young Master's Mansion, where do they dare to openly ride with the enemies of the Young Master's Mansion like today, and gallop wildly?

All the changes originated from the legendary Jinyi Wei Qin Chief, who judged the yin and yang gods like electricity, and he cut off the head of Zhang Sheng, the chief butler of the Young Master's Mansion, with a single sword in Jigongling! Such a strong official, such a drastic means, maybe overturn the Young Master's Mansion, right?

Several blacksmiths led by Cui Baozhu turned their heads and went to see Qin Lin's mood became more and more urgent...... Fengling Town, the Young Master's Mansion, a gloomy atmosphere, the slaves and maids walked cautiously, lest they make a slightly louder noise, the masters had a melancholy on their faces, and even the arrogant servants at the door did not have the arrogance of the past, and they were all like defeated roosters, hanging their heads and pestles there.

"Hmph, the Young Master's Mansion also has this day!" The people passing by in front of the mansion, their faces did not have the fear and awe they used to say, everyone knew that Zhang Siwei Ding was worried, the scenery in the mansion was not as good as before, and even the housekeeper Zhang Dalang was beheaded by the new governor Qingtian Lord Zhang Gongyu - some people said that it was actually the hand of the chief of Jinyi Wei Qin.

No matter who moved, in short, Zhang Sheng's head was cut off, and it really hung outside Puzhou, and many people can confirm it.

So the people who were bullied opened their minds, it seems that there is a blue sky in this world after all, and there are loyal ministers in the Ming Dynasty! More and more people went to Fan Yiti's medical hall, and when they came out, they had a mysterious smile on their faces, and many people secretly speculated that I am afraid that this day will be about to change...... Several masters of the Zhang family, Zhang Siwei's second brother Zhang Sijiao, third brother Zhang Siduan, and fifth brother Zhang Sixiang, were sitting in the flower hall with a sad face, and the empty lord reminded them that the father who was both strong and cunning, controlled several trade routes outside Guanzhong, and was proud to be the leader of the Jin merchants, had already died, and Sun Youdao and Cao Si were buried together.

There is a huge young master's mansion, how many times have you ever had the current embarrassment?

"Alas~~" Zhang Sijiao let out a long sigh, "Over there in the salt field of Siyancheng, many stove households are connected in series, I don't know what the hell they are doing, they are all taking advantage of the fact that we have no time to pay attention to it in our house!" ”

Zhang Siduan slapped the table angrily, and the tea was turned over and spilled everywhere, "I hate Fan Yiti's quack doctor, who actually hooked up with mud legs, and there were rumors that we had a lot of black accounts, and we wanted to be controlled." Wait for the eldest brother to come back and see if he still has a life! ”

If in normal times, where is the post of just Fan Yiti in the eyes of the masters of the Young Master's Mansion? But now at this juncture, people from all directions are staring at this side, and if the Zhang family wants to make any trouble, it will be self-defeating, so they have to hold back this breath and prepare for slow revenge in the future.

Zhang Sixiang's face jumped muscles, holding the tea bowl, and said unhurriedly: "The foundation of our Young Master's Mansion is not on this, but the autumn grain is coming down, Zhao Fu, you have to hurry up to urge the payment of rent and tax, this is our foundation for ten thousand years." ”

Zhao Fu smiled bitterly and agreed, but he didn't dare to put the big thing on his head, rubbed his hands, and waited for a few masters to look over, then he screamed bitterly: "The second master, the third master, the fifth master, it's not me Zhao Fu is in tune, I'm afraid that this year's tax will not be collected, the sound and light in the house are not as good as the past, the mud legs will inevitably move crooked thoughts, you have eight reasons to urge, he has to move out of sixteen to exempt and delay." ”

Zhang Sijiao, Zhang Siduan, and Zhang Sixiang had different expressions, and before they could answer, several people outside rushed in, with joy on their faces: "The eldest lord, the eldest lord is back!" ”

Huh~~ The brothers of the Zhang family suddenly felt relieved, only to feel that Qianjun's burden was lighter than half, and the eldest brother who had been a scholar of the Shoufu University came back, and it seemed that the dark clouds in the sky were about to disperse.

The sedan car is rolling, the sound of horses' hooves, Zhang Siwei's sedan chair is coming under the hug of many arrogant servants, that posture, that style is really extraordinarily smoky, the current high-ranking official title: Wu Yingdian University Scholar, Prince and Prince, Young Master, Zhu Guo!

In the farmland on both sides of the road, which was about to be harvested, the people who were smiling and laughing suddenly fell silent when they saw this powerful faction, and they lowered their heads helplessly, and occasionally cast their eyes with deep fear......

(To be continued)