Wanli was so overwhelmed by the snowflakes that even his grandfather and uncle came to trouble him, and finally he asked Zhao Yingyuan, Wang Yongji and other ministers at the court meeting, hoping that they would defend their raids on the Zhang family.

Zhao Yingyuan is a Taoist gentleman, stroked his beard and said: "Weichen thinks that everything should adhere to the golden mean, and the so-called too much is too much." Zhang Juzheng is too much meritorious, but after all, he has also served the imperial court, and it seems a bit inappropriate to raid Zhang's mansion. ”

Wang Yongji has a clear name, and followed along: "Your Majesty, Zhang Juzheng once gave lectures and lectures for Your Majesty, and it seems that you can open up the net for these micro-labors." ”

Oh, Mr. Zhao and Mr. Wang are really selfless and selfless, regardless of their previous suspicions! The ministers of the Qingliu Dynasty expressed their appreciation, you must know that the two of them had angered Zhang Juzheng, and were punished by the court staff and dismissal and exile, and now they are persuaded to punish the Zhang family lightly, they are really righteous men and gentlemen who repay grievances with virtue!

Zhao Yingyuan and Wang Yongji glanced at each other, both of them were secretly proud, from now on they would become even more famous and become the mainstay of Shilin Qingliu.

"It's still Mr. Geng's words to guide the maze!" Both thought so. Originally, they were eager to fall into the well for Zhang Juzheng, but the letter of the old friend Geng Dingli, the governor of Jiliao, changed this idea - anyway, the Zhang family is a dead tiger, instead of killing the tiger, it is better to fight for a big name to repay grievances with virtue, think about it, at the beginning, Zhang Juzheng was roded, but now he asks for tolerance for the Zhang family after his death, how noble is this character!

In the struggle to defeat Zhang Juzheng, the two of them did not exert much strength, and the limelight was snatched away by Zhang Siwei and Yan Qing, but in the process of liquidating Zhang Juzheng, they finally got a reputation that spread all over the world.

Wanli on the throne almost bit his tongue, and said in his heart, Didn't you two repeatedly persuade me to raid Zhang's mansion, why did you change direction now? If you come together to be a wicked person, you will repay your grievances with virtue?

Wanli only felt a headache, and he gradually discovered that these guys who claimed to be Qingliu and were known as righteous men and gentlemen all over the world were actually very difficult to deal with, and they were not upright gentlemen at all, and they were even more disgusting than the Jiangling Party.

Zhao Yingyuan and Wang Yongji turned the wind around, Zhang Siwei and Yan Qing also woke up, and now they are falling into the well for Zhang Juzheng, and they seem to be villains who will repay themselves, but they are more magnanimous, but they have to enjoy the reputation of Shilin Qing, so they all changed the tone of their words, saying that Zhang Juzheng has passed away, and the evil deeds have not been revealed during his lifetime, so he can't get to the point of raiding his home.

"That's it, you will all repay your grievances with virtue, do you want to be a wicked person?" Wanli couldn't cry or laugh.

On the same day, the angel carried the new decree out of the Dongbian Gate, and the group whipped it very quickly, because the angel carrying the decree carried a thick stack of silver tickets in his arms, which were stamped with the stamps of the five peaks of the maritime merchants...... Therefore, Qin Lin was in Jiangling Zhangfu, and he could assert very firmly that the new holy decree would arrive in three days!

Zhang Sixiu and Zhang Maoxiu brothers helped Mrs. Zhao, Zhang Jianxiu accompanied Mrs. Wang, the Zhang family came to thank Qin Lin for his help, Mrs. Zhao was overjoyed, took Qin Lin's hand and looked at it again, deflated her toothless mouth, and muttered: "This grandson-in-law didn't choose the wrong one, my son had a vision......

Zhang Zixuan's mutton fat white jade-like face floated red clouds when she landed, and Qin Lin smiled dryly, with a villain's proud face.

Some servants of the Zhang family who don't know the inside story are wondering, the Taishi is obviously suddenly ill, he was rescued by Qin Lin's wonderful hands, and he was squeezed by his words, so he let the young lady marry, why did the old lady become Zhang Juzheng's own "choice"?

Zhang Maoxiu's surname was straightforward, hugging Qin Lin's shoulders and shaking, his lips pursed, he was really grateful.

Qin Lin said with a smile: "The third brother will see each other again, you and my brother are like each other at first sight, even if we don't marry Zixuan, we are still good brothers!" Hey, where is Brother Zhang? ”

Indeed, I didn't see where Zhang Jingxiu was, Zhang Maoxiu scratched his head: "Hey, where is the eldest brother?" Who saw him? ”

"Oh no, not good!" Zhang Zixuan's face suddenly changed greatly, and she ran to the backyard with her feet.

Qin Lin immediately followed, and ran all the way to the corner of the backyard, outside a study made of bamboo, and suddenly Zhang Zixuan stopped in front of him, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

Inside, Zhang Jingxiu crouched on the bookcase, purple-black blood flowed out of the seven orifices, a little higher to his left, on the top of the lattice book screen, the ink had not dried, and the last line of words was shocking: The criminal Zhang Jingxiu has a masterpiece!

"Big brother, big brother, why are you so stupid!" Zhang Zixuan leaned weakly against the door frame, tears slowly slid down from her snow-jade face, and fell to the ground drop by drop.

Qin Lin rushed in, stretched out his fingers and pressed on the aorta at the back of Zhang Jingxiu's neck, turned over his head again, opened his eyelids and looked at them, and finally shook his head helplessly.

Dead, Zhang Jingxiu is dead!

The Yangtze River first met the two brothers of the Zhang family and Zhang Zixuan, Zhang Jingxiu's gentle and elegant appearance is still vivid, no matter when, this noble son of the Prime Minister is always gentle and polite, like a real big brother to include his younger siblings, even Qin Lin and Zhang Zixuan's marriage, he and Zhang Maoxiu are each half a month old.

Qin Lin pulled his hair in annoyance: I didn't expect that after a step slower, Zhang Jingxiu finally died! He checked the signs of the corpse, and finally took two steps back, picked up the weak Zhang Zixuan, and said in a deep voice: "It's suicide." The eldest brother used crane top red, ate it and left quickly, walking very calmly. ”

Eldest brother! Zhang Maoxiu also rushed in, shook the body of his eldest brother, and cried: "You, why do you want to die, even if you raid the house, we can still live......"

"Big brother, big brother is to protect us and this family!" Zhang Zixuan picked up the fold, and tears fell one by one, dripping on the paper, and it took a break.

Zhang Jingxiu tried to use his death to send out the last sorrow, evoke Wanli's mercy, and save the fate of the Zhang family, so he took the poison that had been prepared for a long time while Qiu Hu and Zhang Zunyao came in to raid the house.

You Qi saw Zhang Zixuan's tears wetting the recital, so he was a little anxious, pointed to the recital and said in a low voice: "Miss, do you think of this recital?" ”

Qin Lin took the piece from Zhang Zixuan's hand, and after reading it, he folded it up and gave it back to Zhang Zixuan: "Keep it, it's a thought, this is the eldest brother's masterpiece." ”

"Don't send it to Jingshi?" You Qi's eyes widened.

Qin Lin looked at the direction of the Jingshi in the north and sneered silently, and finally shook his head slowly but firmly.

Zhang Jingxiu would beg for Wanli's compassion, but Qin Lin didn't need cheap sympathy, what he wanted, he couldn't ask for by playing the chapter...... Three days later, there were a lot of white papers hanging in Zhang's house, and the ashes of the paper money were flying in the air, like black butterflies.

Mrs. Zhao was supported by Zhang Zixuan and Zhang Jingxiu's wife Gao, and lit incense and candles in front of the spirit with a slight tremble, and the old tears were horizontal: "The white-haired person sent the black-haired person, just sent away my son Juzheng, and now it is my grandson Jingxiu, oh my God, what kind of evil has my Zhang family created?" ”

Many scholars and people came to Zhang's house to mourn, everyone looked sad and angry, Jingzhou people knew very well that the Zhang family did not create evil, it was the annihilation of the ministers who caused evil, and there were ...... Faint!

Zhang Zunyao came with Tiqi again, and lined up outside the gate of the mansion, not allowing the people to mourn, and the people of Jingzhou dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, so they had to leave in a huff, scolding two people for not collecting the harvest.

The wound on his hand was not good, and the pain of the gunshot wound reminded Zhang Zunyao all the time, a day passed, two days passed, and finally waited for the third day, he couldn't wait to lead the cavalry and surrounded Zhang Juzheng's house again.

"Zhang Zunyao, you can't wait?" Qin Lin frowned and greeted him angrily.

In the courtyard, Zhang Zixuan and Zhang Sixiu tried their best to drag Zhang Maoxiu, who was furious like thunder, and this champion of Gengchenke rolled up his sleeves at this time, his face was red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was going to beat someone, more like a martial artist than Zhang Zunyao outside.

"Captain Qin, don't embarrass this official, the three-day deadline has arrived, and I haven't seen the new will you said!" Zhang Zunyao said triumphantly, but the pain in his palm was still twitching, making the muscles of his cheeks tremble.

A good palm, pierced a hole, how much should it hurt? Even if it grows well, the broken bones can't be connected, and this hand is half wasted.

Qiu Lu also had a calm face, his eyes looked at the sky, since the three-day deadline has arrived, there is no need to give Qin Lin face, let's do business.

Wu Xi rubbed his hands, waiting to see Qin Lin's jokes, although the slap marks on his face had subsided, the scars in his heart had not healed, the dignified prefect, in front of the third-class officials, was made five red fingerprints on his face, and it became a big joke to spread it, at least Shilin Qing's reputation was completely ruined.

"Give me, what holy decree? He's pretending, not real! Zhang Zunyao gritted his teeth and waved his hand forward.

The lieutenants in brocade clothes were about to step forward in unison.

"The Holy Decree arrives~~" A group of knights came from the northeast on horseback, and the angel led by him shouted in a long voice.

Ah, what a holy decree?

Zhang Zunyao suddenly felt bitter in his mouth, and the wound in his palm seemed to hurt even more...... Five days later, Qin Lin and Zhang Zixuan said goodbye on the bank of the Yangtze River.

"Brother Qin, little sister, little sister is waiting for you to return triumphantly from Qiongzhou in Beijing," Zhang Zixuan bit her lip lightly, and when Zhang Jingxiu's funeral was over, she would go north to Beijing and return to Qinlin's mansion to be accompanied by Xu Xinyi and Qingdai.

Qin Lin grabbed her slender jade hand and patted the back of her hand with a smile: "Don't worry, although Qiongzhou is the end of the world, I am not alone in this trip......

"Yes, yes, Qingqing, I'm mine, it's so enviable!" Jin Yingji's coquettish voice came from the big river boat, and she looked at Zhang Zixuan eating and smiling.

Zhang Zixuan barely squeezed out a smile: "Then, please ask Sister Jin." ”

"Don't worry, I won't kidnap your husband!" Kanesakura pouted.

(To be continued)