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Chapter 61 Do it or not

The bright moonlight was shining with a little scarlet red from the sky, and Pei Ziyun could still smell the bloody smell on his body, whipping the horses from time to time, heading towards the county town as quickly as possible.
At a fork in the road, the Peach Blossom Land Temple went left. After a glance from afar, Ye Suer appeared in her heart. She didn't want this Peach Blossom Land Temple to do this, but now she is not a matter of concern, and she rides a horse towards the county town.
In the county town, Tang Zhen was thrown out of a flower building, and a ox cart, a groom and a book boy were already waiting.
Seeing that his young master was drunk again, Shutong felt distressed. Since the young master participated in the literary meeting and had a scandal in public, his angry teachings to eliminate his fame and fortune, he became like this. The master ignored it, and the wife felt distressed and persuaded him from time to time.
The ox cart sounded at night in the county town.
The ox cart stopped at the door and went up the steps. Shutong got out and knocked on the door. A voice came from inside: "Who?"
"It's the young master who is back, open the door quickly." Shutong shouted.
"Young Master, which young master?" The concierge inside explored the head.
"Of course it's Mr. Tang Zhen. When the young master arrives at the door, open the door quickly." Shutong shouted and opened the door.
"The master said that Tang Zhen, who did something ugly, removed his fame and made the Tang family lose his reputation, has the face to come back? He crawled in from his cave." The doorman frowned and said, yawning back to sleep, regardless of the sound of the book boy knocking outside.
"Brother Hu, please go to the back door. I'll call Grandma Hu to open the door." Shutong said to the coachman. When the car arrived at the backyard door, Shutong lifted the curtains and shouted: "Young Master, Young Master?"
Zhang Jieyu was still sleeping in the car, her face was pale, and she seemed to be much haggard. She occasionally talked nonsense in her dreams: "Don't catch me, I'm framed."
As he talked nonsense, his eyebrows were still frowning tightly.
"Heaven can live without evil, but he can't live without evil." This book boy is actually fifteen or sixteen years old, and has accompanied him to read a lot of books. At this time, his words were filled with sadness and a strong mood.
Seeing his young master grow up from his grandeur a few months ago to his present appearance, he almost burst into tears. He put down the curtain of the car and knocked on the door: "Grandma Hu, Grandma Hu, open the door."
After a while, an old voice agreed: "Here's here, who's it? I'm calling the door at midnight."
"Grandma Hu, it's me. The young master is drunk. I called a ox cart to carry the young master back. I hope the old master will open the door."
"It turns out that the young master is back. I'm here to open the door. Wait a moment." After waiting for a while, an old woman in her fifties opened the door and borrowed the moonlight to see clearly. A ox cart and a book boy were waiting at the back door. This book boy was the little book boy beside Tang Zhen.
The old woman opened the door and asked, "Where is the young master? Hurry up and send the young master back to the room. At night, the master didn't see the young master and got angry again!"
This old woman is Grandma Hu.
"Yes, the master also notified the doorman and said he was not allowed to come in, so I knocked on the back door." Xiao Shutong actually felt resentful. This was the master's angry words. Are you taking the doorman seriously?
At this time, I raised my head and looked at the coachman: "Brother Hu, please help me lift the young master. I am young and can't carry it alone."
The coachman also sighed deeply when he looked at the book boy, jumped down, and helped Tang Zhen enter the yard while drunk, and placed him on the bed to rest.
At night, Pei Ziyun crossed the city wall and entered the city. The streets of the county were quiet. The lights of ordinary people were turned off. Some were still on and the lights were dim. In the streets and alleys, there were frequent updaters holding small lanterns and beating gongs or gongs. There was silence everywhere. Occasionally, there were headmasters patrolling the streets with bud tea to prevent thieves.
Pei Ziyun sneaked all the way, all the paths, and there was a dog that was alarmed, and he shouted "Wangwoo" and didn't care. As long as he kept stopping, no one would go out to check it out - he thought he was an updater.
It is currently the Tang Zhen family. Strictly speaking, Tang Zhen’s ancestral home is in the countryside, but his residence is in the county. After the boy finished the exam, he invited himself to his house for tea and knew the location.
The roads in the alleys in the county town are covered with bluestone roads or some river pebbles that are as big as fists. Walking on them is a bit uncomfortable, and there is an echo in the alley as you walk.
There is moonlight, so you don’t have to worry about not being able to see the road at night. Just as you were about to leave the alley, you suddenly saw a ox cart jogging past the road. Pei Ziyun hid in the shadows and looked around. It was very quiet. There was only a lantern on the steps not far away, bringing a little light.
It’s a bit strange. There is still a ox cart in the middle of the night?
When the ox cart passed, there were yamen runners patrolling again. After walking farther, Pei Ziyun walked around the backyard and climbed over the wall to enter the Zhang family mansion.
The yard was quiet, and a rockery was faintly seen under the moonlight. Pei Ziyun laughed silently. He walked along the corridor and suddenly saw a book boy coming out of a kitchen with something in his hand. While walking, he sighed: "The young master has made his own fame and fortune. He has been so decadent these days. What should he do? Even the master doesn't like it."
When Pei Ziyun heard this, it seemed that the book boy knew where Tang Zhen was, so he followed him. He didn't see much of the sight of a room with the light on, and the book boy went in.
Pei Ziyun followed, poked a glance from the window, looked over, and saw that in the candlelight, a man was drunk and talking nonsense inside.
When Shutong went in, it turned out to be a bowl of sober soup. He called Tang Zhen to drink the soup. Tang Zhen was still talking nonsense, and Shutong was about to feed him. Tang Zhen beat the bowl with his backhand. With a "pop", the sober soup overturned the Shutong and splashed it all over.
The bowl fell to the ground, and the Shutong sighed deeply, turned around to change clothes, and then turned around, and only felt a blow on his neck, and he fainted for a moment.
Pei Ziyun gently held the Shutong, put it on one side, turned around, but was stunned.
A voice sounded in the room, and he was coughing: "Brother Pei, come in with a sword tonight, are you going to kill me? I really wanted to harm you at the beginning. Damn it, if you want to die, Brother Pei, just take it, don't implicate others. Anyway, I won't live long if I don't die at your hands."
Tang Zhen sat up, his eyes had drunk too much these days, and had turned blue and concave, his hair was messy, and he hadn't washed it for a long time, and his white robe was covered with some filth.
The gentleman is calm and composed, and has long disappeared. He is sitting upright, tilting his head, ready to kill him.
Pei Ziyun looked at Tang Zhen like this and asked, "I don't think you are a wise man. You are so decadent these days, so you know that there is not much time left?"
Seeing that Tang Zhen didn't say anything, Pei Ziyun didn't care. He poured a cup on the table and teapot, and didn't drink it. He just smelled it: "It's just that you were wrong. I want to kill you, so I'll have killed you long ago."
"I'm here tonight and I don't want to talk nonsense to you. I just want to ask you one thing, do you still want to get fame?"
Hearing this, Tang Zhen's eyes lit up and then became dim again. He got up from the bed, no longer like drunken mud, sat on the side and poured himself a cup of tea.
The tea was cold, thick and bitter. After drinking it, I frowned and laughed a little crazy. After a while, I said, "I think, why don't I think, I'm almost crazy these days."
"But how can I save this? In front of everyone, I teach Yu Qinwen how to change it? I can't turn back after making such a mistake." Tang Zhen's eyes were full of despair: "Zhang Jieyu will not let me go, maybe I can't wait much time, so I will die in the water!"
Pei Ziyun pressed the table, leaned forward to Tang Zhen, and said, "Brother Tang, now I know how serious you have committed. If I had been trapped that day, it would be even worse than you now."
"After all, your Tang family is a gentry. At most, you will die in the water. It's okay for your Tang family. You have a younger brother. But if something happens to me, what should I do if my Pei family? What should I do with my mother?"
Tang Zhen was silent for a moment, suddenly raised his head, his eyes clear: "Brother Pei, has something big happened?"
"You guessed it right. Tonight, Zhang Jieyu led the monk from Yinlong Temple and the Luo Bang Heduo people to kill me, and I killed me." Pei Ziyun said coldly: Now the Holy Prison Gate is in Dong'an Mansion, and there are no leaders in the group. I have a method that may not necessarily restore your fame, but it is still possible to restore your imperial examination qualifications. Do you do it?"
Tang Zhen looked at Pei Ziyun. Pei Ziyun was covered in dust and blood on her body. A strong blood came. Tang Zhen hesitated for a while, stood up, walked for a few steps, and then made up his mind and bite: "Don't do it, Brother Pei, tell me what to do."
Pei Ziyun approached Tang Zhen's ear and whispered, saying that Tang Zhen nodded from time to time, and his eyes gradually became more and more energetic.
county seat
In the early morning, the birds were chirping and yelling, and from time to time they were jumping on the branches of the trees. The old man was sprinkling water on the street to sweep the road. Two soldiers at the gate of the county town were standing lazily at the gate, yawning, and some pedestrians were passing by in front.
Suddenly, a soldier woke up and asked, "Did you hear that you are happy?"
"No, if someone goes there, he has to pass the city gate, and he will tell us in advance, why don't he be too bad and why are we in trouble?"
Another soldier said impatiently, but the next moment, his mouth wide open and his face dulledly looked at the road.
A group of people appeared in the distance on the road, and at this moment they beat drums and drums, blew the mourning songs, and held the white soul-summoning flag, getting closer and closer.
"Who is so bad, it's not going out of the city but into the city." The soldier who had spoken before was furious and held his spear up and looked over, but was stunned, his teeth trembled up and down.
I saw people in eighty or ninety carrying coffins, and in front of them were dozens of women wearing white towels and mourning clothes, crying while walking, and scattering paper money.
Da Xu first decided. Looking at the scene, a brave passerby went up: "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the county town like this? Are you not afraid of the county magistrate punishing you?"
A clever yamen runner happened to go out and saw him following the crowd. Cao San and several archers were wearing white scarves and carrying two baskets in mourning clothes. Several people behind him were carrying a coffin and tied with several men in black. They were shocked. As soon as they went up to stop him, they saw Cao San scolding: "Get out, haven't you seen the inspectors all in the coffin, and are you all leading the way in front of you?"
Chapter completed!
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