When Xie Zhou heard the word trouble, his ears softened, while the ears of the Jiang thieves perked up.
They are also afraid of trouble.
Tong Peng was eager to give it a try and was willing to go to Wuyou Cave to pull out all Zhou Ke's teeth and finally throw them to Tian Xin to relieve his anger.
Tie Zhenshan raised her hand to touch the knife: "Tonight?"
Song Huiyue waved her hand: "It's too cheap for him. I have a way to make it difficult for him to live this year."
Then she looked at Xie Zhou: "Myna..."
Xie Zhou corrected her: "Brother Zhou."
"Brother Zhou," Song Huiyue corrected her words, "that tabloid of yours is a sharp knife. Tomorrow you don't have to write about Ge Erdan, just write about Zhou Shiwan. I guess starting from tomorrow, he will
The house is in a state of chaos."
Xie Zhou thought about it for a moment and clapped his hands: "Wonderful! But I'm afraid if the writing is too explicit, my tabloid will be in jeopardy. The Zhang family is in charge of the tabloid."
Song Huiyue said with a smile: "Don't be afraid. The Zhang family doesn't know what they are doing. They can't even protect Li Lin, so how can they protect Zhou Ke?"
Xie Zhou thought so and immediately stood up: "I will go back and write the opening chapter. It happened that Ge Renmei begged me to cover up his affairs, so I used Zhou Ke to cover it up."
Tie Zhenshan asked doubtfully: "Madam, can a tabloid really bring down Zhou Ke?"
Song Huiyue smiled and said: "Of course there are still people who are interested in adding fuel to the flames, but this is not something we have to worry about. People who want to sit in Zhou Ke's position will never stand idly by at this time."
Tianxin said in a deep voice: "Do you want my help?"
"No need," Song Huiyue looked at the sky. It was already dark and she was going home. "You have to be careful about being silenced."
Tianxin nodded: "I will make sure they never come back."
Song Huiyue stood up and walked to the door, then looked back at the four heads and said briskly: "Celebrating the New Year is a big event. The four heads will have a good time. If the New Year is good, everything will go smoothly."
After that, she walked out without looking back.
Tianxin sat for a while and suddenly opened the window.
A cold wind blew in in the dark night. Under the dark sky, everything seemed dim and dull, just like the world, everything was covered with a layer of shadow.
He lowered his head to look at Song Huiyue. Song Huiyue had just walked out of the gate. Yin Xiao was following with a lantern. She noticed the movement upstairs and looked up.
Under the light of the lights, her face was white, and her eyes looked dark and bright. She wore a white fur scarf around her neck, her cloak was tied tightly, her hands were folded in her sleeves, and she looked up expressionlessly, making her
Tianxin felt that her eyes were cold and her heart was cold.
Seeing that it was Tianxin, Song Huiyue smiled slightly, bowed her head and walked onto Caomen Street.
A small lantern illuminated the figures of the three people. Song Huiyue walked in the middle, gradually blurring.
Du Lan followed Song Huiyue: "Madam, do I still want to keep an eye on Zhou Ke?"
Song Huiyue shook her head: "No, you should celebrate the New Year well. There is one more thing. Your ninth brother opened a piece of calligraphy for me. You can bring it to me tomorrow."
"good."
After seeing Du Lan off, Song Huiyue led Yinxiao back home. There was a lantern hanging in front of the door, and the door was ajar. As soon as she heard the noise, Tan Ran came over and opened the door.
He stomped his feet because of the cold. When he saw Song Huiyue coming in, he quickly went outside to take down the lantern, blew out the candles inside, and told Yinxiao that there was food left in the kitchen. Then he closed the door and retreated into the back room.
Song Huiyue went to see Song Qinghui first as usual. After reading it, she went into the small room to warm herself by the fire. She stretched out her hands and warmed them carefully on the brazier. She raised her head and looked at Yinxiao: "What if You Songhe
If you sumo, who will win?"
Yin Xiao thought for a while in his mind: "Me."
Song Huiyue took back her hand and looked around. Yinxiao understood and handed the fire chopsticks to her. She took it in her hand and randomly threw in two pieces of silver charcoal: "Then I must let him fight with you another day and win well.
He made a big deal."
Yin Xiao replied concisely and concisely: "I will definitely win."
After hearing this, Song Huiyue glanced at him happily. Seeing him squatting in front of her, she reached out and touched his head: "Let's go eat."
She seemed to be petting her own kittens and puppies, very affectionately, and without any other thoughts.
Yin Xiao obediently went to the kitchen to serve food. Song Huiyue didn't eat much, and her portion of the food often fell into his mouth. With the food in hand, he sat on the steps outside the door of the miscellaneous room and took a big mouthful.
Fill your stomach.
The snow just fell, not heavily. The flakes were thin and fell lightly on him, and then fell to the ground, forming a very light and white layer of snow.
The oil lamp in the side room was still on, emitting a warm yellow light. Song Huiyue was concentrating on reading her storybook, fascinated by it, and she was angry with the people in the storybook.
Yinxiao picked up the rice and occasionally looked back, then glanced at the snowflakes flying in the sky. She felt calm and happy.
As long as he could follow his eldest lady forever and sit in a place like this and have a peaceful meal, he would be satisfied.
The next day, Xie Zhou kept his word and removed Ge Erdan from the tabloid and replaced him with Zhou Shiwan's name.
This time's article was a little less curious and more real than Brother Ge's. It aroused everyone's speculation that Ge Erdan had become a has-been figure after only one day of glory. Ge was very happy.
Renmei burned incense at home, thinking to herself that Xie Zhou really kept his word.
After burning incense, he held the tabloid and read it for a while, and suddenly felt that something was not right. This Zhou Shiwan was probably a traceable figure like him.
At the beginning of this article, a young man named Yan Shencun was invented. He was determined to clear away the darkness and restore innocence to the world since he was a child. This man lived in poverty for ten years, passed the examination, and became a criminal judge at the Jinghu North Road Criminal Division.
One day while reviewing the files, he saw a reexamination file, which belonged to a wealthy businessman who privately carved a treasure seal and forged a rhinoceros and elephant seal, and asked the warehouse chief to take it on the spot. There were both witnesses and material evidence, and the prefect sentenced him to death. The whole family
Sitting together.
The dossier seems flawless, and the author even thoughtfully posted the dossier behind the tabloid for others to view.
But Judge Yanti had a sharp gaze and saw that there was something wrong with the file. The biggest problem was that this wealthy businessman really had no reason to do this.
So he sent the file back and ordered the prefect to re-investigate the case.
However, just after he sent the file back, he suddenly received a letter signed by Zhou Shiwan, telling him to resolve the case quickly, otherwise the consequences would be serious.
After Yan Ti read the letter, he immediately became furious. He became more and more convinced that the case was suspicious and vowed to find out the matter. But late that night, the eldest son of the family was faked and turned into a corpse.
At the sentencing official's office.
The article ends here. If you want to know what happens next, please read the next issue. Those who are hooked can't stop.
Ge Renmei read it from beginning to end, put down the tabloid and thought for a moment, but couldn't figure out who Zhou Shiwan was.
There are a lot of officials surnamed Zhou. There are many things in the court that are not done personally but by relatives such as wives, brothers and so on. There are countless people surnamed Zhou among them.
It seems that this is the only time Zhou Shiwan understands in his heart.
But today is just the beginning. As the tabloids are published day by day, there will be more and more details. Who is this Zhou Shiwan, I am afraid it will soon surface.