Zhou Ke returned home without finding anything. As he expected, his wife had already returned to her parents' home to move reinforcements. It was just the right time to move in and let her brothers-in-law see what a good thing she had done.
He sat dejectedly alone in the study. The servants were so frightened that they didn't dare to come near him because they suddenly saw his anger. They only waited outside the door. Even if they came in to change tea, they all wished they could turn into geckos and walk close to the corner.
Zhou Ke didn't notice anything strange about the servant, because the tea was still hot, the snacks were fresh, and the room was still warm, so he didn't have to think about the servant and could concentrate on his own thoughts.
At the fourth watch of the next day, he absentmindedly went to court. After the court meeting, he applied for leave to the deputy history officer of Yantie. He went home and read today's tabloids. His mood was as ups and downs as that of Yan Ti, the criminal officer in the tabloids. Fortunately, he was safe in the end.
On the ground, the tabloids didn't find out.
He put on his regular clothes, put on his curtain hat, and went to Qinxinhua Teahouse.
Today's situation is completely different from last night. The first floor is lively, and the frustrated scholars are having a "civilian meeting" here, spitting pointers about the country, and the country is prosperous in their mouths. People from all over the world come to court, and they will be immortal for generations.
After the excitement, they and the waiter asked for an extra handful of peanuts and melon seeds without any delay - don't take advantage of the bastard.
Fortunately, the country is only in the mouths of these people and not in their hands, otherwise a layer of the land would be scraped off by them.
Zhou Ke went straight to the second floor this time. The second floor was deserted and no longer lively like yesterday. There were only sporadic sounds from the gambling room.
A beautiful woman yawned and looked at the menu. Zhou Ke walked up and told her why she was there. She wanted to meet the manager of the tabloid. However, Liu Qin told him that the manager was not here and would not show up during the day, only at night.
Zhou Ke came again in the evening with a thick banknote.
There was no one to arrange a banquet tonight, so he paid for the tea, two taels of silver for a bottle of wine, and strode upstairs.
This time, not only did he not see the person in charge of the tabloid, he didn't even see the beautiful woman during the day. There was only a madam-like figure here to greet and see off the young lady's guests at night.
The old bustard didn't know anything about Zhou Ke's questions, and he didn't even know that their tea house published a tabloid.
Zhou Ke walked out with his head lowered, then suddenly stopped and looked at the tea guests present.
There is no heavenly heart.
He didn't look any further and walked straight onto Caomen Street, walking like a lost soul on the street.
After three visits, he didn't see even a trace of the important person. He knew he had been tricked.
The tabloid writer had no intention of meeting him.
He was different from Ge Erdan. Ge Erdan could pay the price to escape disaster, but he couldn't even give away any money.
As he walked, he blew the cold wind and kept cursing. His eyes were blank, his mind was blank, and his heart was filled with fear of the unknown.
I don’t know what will be written in tomorrow’s tabloids, whether his official position at that time will appear, or his age. If someone can uncover the case based on the clues in the tabloids...
He didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he could only gasp for air desperately, trying to spit out the big stone that was weighing in his heart.
The cold wind was like a knife, pouring into his mouth, scratching his throat and scratching his internal organs. He was in pain and scared, and actually cried out of fear.
Tears streamed down his face, but he calmed down a little. He went through the people who could ask for help in his mind, thinking that he couldn't ask for help now.
Asking for help now means exposing yourself, giving away your leverage to others, and you will be controlled by others for the rest of your life.
If you haven't reached this step yet, there are other ways.
While Zhou Kebao was being tortured by his wife, brother-in-law, and tabloids, King Jin and the large group of people were all busy preparing for the New Year.
Except for King Jin who wanted to go to the palace, everyone else stayed in the palace to celebrate the New Year. You Song led a group of young people to buy firecrackers, draw pictures of Zhong Kui, and buy Tusu wine with Song Huiyue. It was agreed that Song Huiyue would go there on that day.
A trip to the prince's palace to cure illnesses together, and then go home to watch the New Year.
It took three days for Zhou Shiwan to be revealed in the tabloids. Under the spotlight, Zhou Shiwan was already ready to be revealed.
Song Huiyue ran around all morning and returned to the teahouse to rest and read the words Du Lan sent to celebrate Jiuyang.
She read these words horizontally and vertically very leisurely. After reading, she put them away, dipped in a stroke of ink and started copying.
Yin Xiao placed her cloak above the stove to dry it, then sat next to her and peeled melon seeds for her, so that she could eat them in one go when she was free.
Liu Qin brought the noodle snake she made for Song Huiyue to taste, and at the same time whispered: "The man named Zhou is wandering outside and doesn't come up. What on earth does he want to do?"
Song Huiyue bit off the head of the noodle snake, grabbed the snake's tail and handed it to Yin Xiao: "He wants to burn down our place so that Bage's tabloid can no longer be run."
Liu Qin was startled: "I asked them to keep an eye on the door. If he really sets fire to it, it will not burn well at this stage."
Song Huiyue waved her hand: "He has the heart but also the courage. Arson is a capital crime. No one except that lunatic Zhang Xutang would dare."
Liu Qin closed the window uneasily: "I'm just afraid that the dog will jump over the wall."
Song Huiyue smiled and said, "Don't worry, he won't set fire to it."
Then she frowned: "He should have gone to court and stopped the tabloid. After all, the tabloid has never been serious - it can be said to be deceiving the public. But Zhou Ke can come up with this method to make money. He is not a simple-minded person. He should be more than
Such a few tricks."
When Liu Qin heard this, she opened the window and took another look. She was shocked when she saw this: "Madam! Officials! There are so many official officials here!"
Before he finished speaking, there was already a loud noise downstairs. A large group of officers armed with long knives broke into the teahouse and scared the tea drinkers on the first floor. They also shouted at the waiters and shopkeepers downstairs.
Huddled in the corner.
Not only that, the detectives took on the posture of hunting down a big thief, dragging all the clerks and government servants into a pile, tying their hands, and blocking the door with knives.
The entire Caomen Street was in chaos. Onlookers were vying for the first place, hunched over their shoulders, pressed their faces against each other, and craned their necks to look inside.
Liu Qin hurriedly closed the window and hurriedly opened the door: "Madam, hurry up and go through the back door!"
However, before he finished speaking, a group of officers with knives also rushed in from the back door. They went straight to the kitchen and gambling room, yelled at everyone inside, and drew their knives at each other.
If they were facing Jiang thieves, these people would have been frightened out of their wits. However, facing the unarmed civilians, they looked majestic and even grew taller in an instant.
"Madam, go to my room quickly! Don't say anything, what's the matter..."
Song Huiyue stopped Liu Qin: "It's too late."
Sure enough, a leading officer rushed over with four fighting men and forced the three people in the room with knives.
Yin Xiao threw away the melon seeds in his hand, picked up a peach talisman, folded it with both hands, and forcibly broke the thick peach wood talisman in half, using one half in one hand as a weapon.
Then he took a step forward and stood in front of Song Huiyue. His brows were dark and his eyes were colder and harder than the icicles under the eaves. Even the peach charms contained murderous intent.
The leading officer involuntarily took a step back.
He thought that if he had offended, this follower who looked like a desperado would probably end his life scrawled with half a peach charm.