Zhang Xutang shut up Zhang Xuling with a look, and then glanced at the housekeeper: "Why panic! Dad is in Jitian. If something really happens, there will be a servant to report it. The imperial concubine and your majesty will not ignore it.
Get out of here and do whatever you have to do!"
The housekeeper responded tremblingly. After thinking about it carefully, he found that it was indeed the case. There were a lot of confusion outside. They only said that Prime Minister Zhang was dead. There were different opinions on how and where he died.
Some said he was poisoned by the King of Jin, some said he died of an illness, and some even said he was trampled to death by a cow that went crazy while plowing the fields.
When he heard about it, he thought it was incredible, but he didn't have time to think about it carefully. His mind was already filled with panic and fear. In addition, the ladies in the house all came to him to ask questions. He was busy going out to inquire about the news, and for a moment he was gone.
Think of these.
Not to mention the female family members in the house, who were confused by concern and panic, and began to cry silently.
Now it seems that Zhang Xutang has a clear mind.
Zhang Xutang led Zhang Xuling inside and gave a creepy sneer to his eldest brother as he walked. Zhang Xuling was so angry that he didn't dare to laugh, so he only whispered: "Second brother, someone must be causing trouble in secret. There is such a rumor.
There are ominous rumors, I will send someone to find Dad right now."
Zhang Xutang snorted two cold breaths from his nostrils: "I have already sent someone. When you calm down and think of arranging these things for the Zhang family, grass will grow on my father's grave."
Ever since he met Song Huiyue today, he had been in a bad mood. Coupled with the incident at Qinxin Tea House, he had a bad temper. He tried his best to ridicule this mediocre elder brother, which made Zhang Xuling ashamed.
Face flushed.
Zhang Xuling laughed twice: "It's best that Dad is fine. I don't know who is causing trouble secretly and what is the purpose?"
Zhang Xutang saw that he was walking unconsciously into his yard, so he simply followed him and spoke clearly on the way to avoid having to sit down and drink tea together.
"Maybe someone is causing trouble secretly, maybe it's just a misunderstanding, but since there is a turmoil in the city, we just take this opportunity to sort out the people in our hands. Look at which tabloids can't stop jumping up and down, and which masters stationed in Beijing have gone abroad.
If you send a message and feel restless, there will be no need for it."
Zhang Xuling nodded honestly and came up with some thoughts of his own: "Those tabloids also need to teach me a lesson."
"No need," Zhang Xutang had his own opinion. "Tabloids are indispensable to us, but they are of great use to the King of Jin. This time, I will send all the tabloids to His Majesty. Your Majesty sees that his humerus minister is being punished."
If we treat you like this, Long Wei will be furious and ban all tabloids. It’s good to ban them. Since we shut up, King Jin should also shut up."
He put his hands into his sleeves and suddenly asked something else: "Is everyone in the tea house ready?"
Zhang Xuling nodded quickly: "It's all done. I gave them money to shut up and they will never tell anyone what happened today."
Zhang Xutang stopped this time and looked at Zhang Xuling seriously and curiously, as if he was meeting him for the first time.
He really doesn't look like the Zhang family, he is naive, and he is indeed the Zhang family. Only the Zhang family can be praised so highly and turn out to be a kind-hearted and useless waste.
Zhang Xuling made his scalp numb at the sight. He neither dared to speak nor move. Unconsciously, he imitated the folk sage and swayed.
Zhang Xutang was so disappointed with him that he turned around and told Lao Wei: "Go and check the government servants and doctors present today and deal with them without leaving any traces."
Lao Wei responded and left. Zhang Xuling opened his mouth with shock on his face: "Second brother, you can't be..."
Are there so many people dying just because they saw Zhang Xutang making a fool of himself?
There were also those doctors who were all rushing to save lives. They never imagined that they would lose their lives in the end.
Zhang Xutang looked at his stupid appearance and sneered: "Brother, if you lose face in the future, I will help you deal with it."
"No, no need." Zhang Xuling quickened his pace, feeling very uncomfortable, as if Zhang Xutang had turned into a poisonous snake and released his venom everywhere. He was affected just by staying aside.
There were bursts of crying in his yard, both from the young lady and from his son. Although the son was only a few months old, his voice was as loud as a bell, and his cries were earth-shattering.
Hearing the cry, Zhang Xuling felt like he was back in the world.
He cautiously asked Zhang Xutang if he wanted to go in and sit down, but he was afraid of hearing a positive answer. Fortunately, Zhang Xutang was disgusted with the child's noise, so he didn't answer at all and turned around and left.
Zhang Xuling breathed a sigh of relief and walked back to his yard.
Zhang Xutang, while escaping from the cry of the little baby, told Zhang Lin: "Go and buy some crotons, and I'll soak them in water to drink."
He wants to thoroughly cleanse his internal organs and clean away the filth from the inside out.
The sins he suffered could not be forgiven by Song Huiyue even if she died ten thousand times, so he did not want her to die. He wanted her to be alone, and life would be worse than death.
At the same time, Song Huiyue left the tea house, went home to bathe and change clothes, and then sat and weaved bamboo. The space at home was small and the whole bamboo could not fit in. They were all brought back after being split by the palace. Even so,
It also takes up a lot of space in the yard.
Aunt Lin went out to buy vegetables with a basket in hand: "Madam, I will also buy some glutinous rice cakes. You can bake them when you get back."
Song Huiyue nodded: "Okay."
Aunt Lin walked out and when she passed Tan Ran, she walked faster and ran away with her head buried.
She fell down early this morning and fell into Tan Ran's arms. She was so embarrassed that she could only hide when she saw Tan Ran.
Song Huiyue split a bamboo stick for Mrs. Song, patted Yinxiao's back twice and tried: "How is it?"
Yin Xiao carefully felt the pain from the scattered bamboo fragments hitting his back: "Okay."
Song Huiyue took back her hand and whispered: "My mother asked me to do it, but I dare not not do it."
Yin Xiao was very willing to help Song Huiyue solve her problems: "I will burn it again tonight."
"I still have to do it after burning it, let's leave it alone first." Song Huiyue thought about it and thought that she had been surprisingly good recently and there was absolutely no place for being beaten.
However, before she finished thinking, she heard Mrs. Song's angry voice coming from Song Qinghui's house: "Song Huiyue!"
When Song Huiyue heard Mrs. Song calling her by her first and last name, she was frightened and asked Yinxiao to see what crime she had committed. Yinxiao walked to the door in three steps, took a look inside, and then turned around.
Came back: "It was your silver hairpin note that fell inside."
"The Story of the Silver Hairpin" is so colorful and explicit that no wonder Mrs. Song was so angry.
"Oops!" Song Huiyue stood up and ran out, "Mom, I won't come back for dinner!"
She rushed out of the door in one breath and was about to run to the tea house when a carriage suddenly stopped in front of the door. She looked up along the wheels and then shouted in surprise: "Your Majesty!"
King Jin opened the curtain with one hand, supported the edge of the carriage with the other, and half-bowed, as if he was about to get off the carriage.
The sun fell on his hands, and then faintly penetrated into the carriage. A circle of hazy light and shadow fell on the carriage. In the light and shadow, King Jin was wearing a purple round-necked shirt with large sleeves. When he saw Song Huiyue, he smiled and turned his body away.
Tan, prepare to get off the carriage and walk to Song Huiyue.