However, when she twisted her waist that was obviously a little fat, pulled her fat butt, and came out aggressively, she saw a bloody scene in front of her.
The thick smell of blood filled the air, causing her face to turn pale and her calves to feel weak.
Ah, it’s actually true!
It’s not just the madam who’s worried?
Those who come here to live happily are either rich or noble. When have they ever been offended by these vulgar soldiers?
Many people were a little unhappy because they were suddenly disturbed. They stood up with frowns and wanted to ask questions. But when they saw these soldiers, they were different from ordinary Wuhou. They started killing without saying a word, and they immediately became angry.
He secretly shrank back again.
There are not many fools in officialdom.
This posture is obviously not for these big thieves. Who is willing to get into trouble like this just for a little face?
They can hide, but the madam here can't.
Although I was scared, I had to muster up the courage to go forward.
However, the expression on his face had already turned into a flattering stiff smile.
"General, is there any misunderstanding? Look at this -"
The madam's smile was a little pitiful.
She pointed to the hedgehog-like body lying not far away.
"It has disturbed the nobles who come here for entertainment and affected the reputation of Wanhua Tower. I am afraid that I will not be able to explain it to Prince Yan's palace. I would like to ask the general to show some sympathy to me..."
Although he was so frightened by the blood in front of him that his calves became weak, the madam's basic qualities were still intact.
While begging pitifully for mercy, he calmly pointed out the background of Wanhua Tower.
Don't think that we are easy to bully, we are the property of Prince Yan's palace!
Generally, when encountering such idiots, or those who come to cause trouble, basically just show His Royal Highness the name of King Yan, and everything will be fine. So, while she was talking, she quietly moved forward, trying to secretly give it to the leader.
General a little jewel.
Money can make the world go round.
You can't use His Highness Prince Yan to suppress people simply and roughly. She is familiar with this trick.
However, the reaction of this group of people today obviously disappointed her.
"I have been ordered by the general to conduct a thorough investigation of Wanhua Tower. I hope you will investigate and don't make any mistakes——"
The leading general pushed her aside with a sullen face.
Aren’t you cheating me——
Do you know whose order this is today?
General?
It is inconvenient to show His Majesty's name in such a place!
The general gave a stern shout, then waved his hand and gave the order solemnly.
"Come here, search carefully, especially the backyard. Don't miss any suspicious place!"
Rows of soldiers, carrying bright steel knives, filed in.
Everyone followed the instructions and cooperated obediently.
These soldiers did not make things difficult for them, but they searched very carefully. When they saw a slightly larger gap, they wanted to take out their steel swords and poke it, for fear that there might be a mezzanine or a secret passage.
…
Prince Yan's Mansion.
In the backyard, in a wing room.
Two people, an old man and a young man, were sitting facing each other.
The older man, about fifty years old, has a handsome face and a handsome beard, but his deep nasolabial folds add a bit of meanness and coldness to his face. At this time, he is suppressing the anger in his heart and working hard
He forced out a smile and looked softly at the young man in front of him who was looking at him stubbornly and refused to give way at all.
If it were back then, why would I have to talk nonsense with a disciple like this who had already entered the fifth server? If he dared to disobey me, he would be killed directly.
But now and then, not many of the Yin family survived, not to mention that the technology I wanted was in the hands of this bitch.
As long as you hold this technology in your hands and rely on your overseas business methods, you will have a steady stream of wealth gathered in your hands.
Only with money and food can revenge be possible.
The matter was so important that he had to endure it and make concessions to him.
If old Uncle Zhang were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this young man is his cheap son Zhang Chengzhi who has been missing for two days.
"Where is my mother now?"
Zhang Chengzhi stared at the old man in front of him.
"Your mother has naturally been placed in a safe place by me. Just don't worry -"
At this point, he changed the subject.
"Uncle Jiu knows that you mother and son have suffered over the years, and it is normal for him to have some resentment in his heart. But it is not that Uncle Jiu stood by and watched, but that when the people sent by Uncle Jiu to pick you up arrived, you had already left Luoyang..."
When Zhang Chengzhi heard this, the look on his face improved slightly, but the vigilance in his eyes remained.
"What if we don't leave? I was lucky enough to escape because my mother took me out to burn incense. When I came back, the entire mansion was in ruins. Many officers and soldiers were still searching everywhere. How could we, mother and son, hide in the country?
The calamity was already so severe that I still dared not show my face, so I had to flee to the countryside and hide my name..."
"My dear nephew, you have suffered-"
The old man with deep nasolabial wrinkles seemed to recall some past events after hearing this, and a look of ferocious pain appeared on his face, but this expression disappeared in a flash.
He stood up and looked at Zhang Chengzhi, no, maybe his name should be Yin Chengzhi now.
"The hatred of destroying the family is irreconcilable. Sooner or later, we will avenge this hatred -"
Having said this, he changed the subject and stared at the nephew who had just been found in front of him.
"Chengzhi, are you willing to contribute to the family's revenge?"
Yin Chengzhi didn't answer and looked at the old man in front of him.
"Where is my mother now? You promised me not to care about my mother's past—"
Speaking of this, a trace of pain appeared on his face.
As a child of the Yin family, he had to rely on his mother to remarry to survive. Even he had to recognize someone as his father. The key is that the other person was just a vulgar villager.
"I know what you mean. I can make colored glaze for you, but before that, I must see my mother. Before I ensure that my mother is safe, you can't even think of asking a word from me -"
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The old man with nasolabial tattoos was about to get angry, but he forced himself to hold it back.
But he still nodded reluctantly.
"Okay, I promise you - in fact, you really misunderstood. We are a family, and we can't write two dirty words in one sentence. I definitely didn't mean to use your mother to blackmail you. It's just that the search outside has been tight recently. You guys
When mother and son get together, the goal is too big and it is easy to attract attention..."
Upon hearing this, Yin Chengzhi leaned back calmly, did not speak, and just looked at the other party coldly.
Although he is not old, he has suffered a lot over the years as his mother has been on the move. He has seen the harshness of the world and knows that the world is dangerous. Naturally, he does not want to believe the old man's words.
"I'm afraid Uncle Ninth is exaggerating a bit, isn't it? We, mother and son, are just a little person. Even if we master some trivial means, we are just a little person who has mastered some trivial means. Then even if the Marquis of Chang'an is worried about the leakage of technology
, If you want to find our mother and son, I’m afraid we won’t be able to cause much trouble..."
Knowing that this little brat was very vigilant, the old man with the legal tattoo didn't say much. He calmly pulled out today's Datang Evening News from his arms and pushed it directly.
"You are literate, you might as well take a look for yourself——"
Yin Chengzhi took the newspaper and quickly discovered the missing person notice highlighted in large black characters.
His eyes suddenly froze.
That Marquis of Chang'an, a pretty young man, was so generous!
In order to find such a small person like him, he actually offered a huge reward.
Although he had read books and had some knowledge, he actually did not realize what kind of technology he had in hand. What kind of effect this technology would have in the eyes of interested people.
"Did you see that? We are a family. Can Uncle Nine harm you? Your mother has been properly accommodated by me. She will stay here temporarily. Once the news is over, I will arrange for you and your mother to leave the capital together -
When the time comes, the sky will be high and the birds will fly..."
When he said this, the man who was called Uncle Jiu by Yin Chengzhi couldn't help but feel a little regretful in his heart.
If I had known that the other party would move so quickly and mobilize so much force, and that this little brat would be so difficult to deal with, I would have sent him out of Chang'an on the same day no matter what.
It's fine now, but one day later, the situation suddenly changed.
The whole of Chang'an became turbulent.
But, luckily, this is Prince Yan's Mansion.
Even if we search, we can't find it here.
He had just finished rejoicing here when he heard a rush of footsteps outside. The two of them stopped immediately and looked at the person. Seeing that it was his personal servant, the man called Uncle Jiu, they relaxed slightly.
Take a breath.
The boy walked in quickly and saw a young man sitting in the room. He was slightly stunned and froze on the spot.
The old man with nasolabial wrinkles couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw this. He glanced at Yin Chengzhi who looked wary without any trace, and stood up calmly.
"My dear nephew, you can rest here for now. If you need anything, just give instructions to the servants outside. I'm afraid the prince has something to ask me for. I'll come as soon as I can—"
"Uncle Jiu, just please do as you please——"
The old man with the tattoos nodded, stood up and walked out.
As soon as he walked out of the gate of the small courtyard, his personal servant could not help but speak urgently.
"Master Jiu, something bad has happened. Officers and soldiers have surrounded Wanhua Tower—"
The old man with nasolabial tattoos suddenly changed his face when he heard this.
"When you went to see someone off that day, were you ever discovered by anyone?"
"Back to Master Jiu, no, shopkeeper Xing and I went there at night and didn't meet anyone..."
The boy carefully recalled the scene at that time and nodded with certainty.
The old man with nasolabial wrinkles suddenly looked much better, and nodded to him with a smile.
"Well done, I won't treat you badly -"
The young man was immediately overjoyed and bowed deeply to the old man.
"Thank you Jiu——"
Before he could finish his sentence, his head had already turned behind his back in an extremely weird posture.
He never understood until his death why his old master would kill him.
The old man with nasolabial folds gently closed the boy's eyes with his hands, and a complicated look appeared on his face.
"Don't blame me for being cruel. The matter is so important that I have to be cautious - when I get my revenge, I will definitely bury you properly -"
With that said, he lifted up the limp boy with one hand and walked quietly towards the side room.
This backyard was a remote place and was specially allocated for him to live in by Li You.
On weekdays, almost no one comes here, but he himself. In order to hide from others, he almost turned this small courtyard into a farmyard, where he grows vegetables and grains, so it is easier for him to do things.
He put the boy on his bed and carefully covered him with the quilt, making him look like he was asleep.
Although there are very few people here, it is better to be vigilant and deal with it at night.
…
Wanhua Tower.
Zhang was found.
In a hurry, she thought about committing suicide, but when she thought of the child in her belly, she didn't know why, and suddenly she couldn't bring herself to be cruel. By the time she really made up her mind, some soldiers had already rushed in, and there were no more.
Chance.
However, she also made up her mind.
Don't say anything even to death!
When Wang Zi'an received the news, he was not surprised at all.
In any era, as long as you have money, there is no one you can't find.
As long as your price is high enough, someone will obediently bring the person to you.
Like this——
I only need to pay a small amount of one thousand guan, and someone will take the initiative to send the news.
"Young Master Wang——"
When she saw Wang Zi'an, Zhang couldn't help but dodge her eyes slightly, feeling a little guilty, but when she saw Wang Zi'an looking at her calmly, she still bravely bowed slightly and bowed.
If it hadn't been for the kindness of the Marquis of Chang'an, who had recruited refugees like himself and provided food and shelter at his own expense, my mother and son would have froze to death on the streets long ago.
As a woman who was able to marry into the Yin family back then, she was also a well-known lady, well-versed in poetry and writing, so she naturally knew what the skills her son had mastered meant. Therefore, even if she had made up her mind, when she saw Wang Zi'an
, still couldn’t help but feel guilty.
There's nothing I can do, it's a shame.
In fact, speaking from her heart, she has somewhat adapted to her current life. Although her husband is just a vulgar villager, he knows both cold and hot, and manages a briquette factory. Her life is stable and worry-free. The most important thing is that she
Still pregnant with his flesh and blood.
But she can't be the boss of her own children.
Therefore, when the Yin family accidentally discovered them and contacted them, Zhang Chengzhi made the decision to leave. She could only silently make some clothes for the man who had been her husband for half a year, and then
The money that the husband left for himself as pocket money was put back into the box.
Although this period of time was short and difficult, it was rare for me to have peace and peace of mind in these years.
But the son wanted to avenge his father, and he couldn't help it, so he had no choice but to leave.
Looking at the woman with a quiet face and evasive eyes in front of him, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but shook his head slightly. At the beginning, he could tell that this woman and the young man probably had a story, but Uncle Zhang liked her, and it was a done deal, so he also
He didn't say much.
No matter what the story is, just be willing to live honestly with old Uncle Zhang. Who knew that such a thing would happen?
She actually learned to run.
However, when he thought that this woman was still pregnant with Old Uncle Zhang's flesh and blood, and that before leaving, she even knew how to make some clothes for Old Uncle Zhang and leave some money, the expression on his face softened slightly.
At least, I still have some conscience towards old Uncle Zhang.
"How should I call you? Aunt Zhang or some other lady?"
Wang Zi'an looked at her indifferently, and when he saw her lowering her head and saying nothing, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Wouldn't it be better to live a good life with Uncle Zhang? If you had this intention, why did you follow Uncle Zhang in the first place?"
Seeing that this woman still lowered her head and said nothing.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but shook his head slightly.
Forget it, don’t ask anymore.
Poor people must be hateful. He is too lazy to care about what story this woman has. What he cares about now is where Zhang Chengzhi, who has mastered the core technology of his own glass, has gone.
"Tell me, where is your son now?"
Knowing that this woman would not spit out easily, Wang Zi'an did not bother with her and secretly activated the super hypnosis technique.
However, what Wang Zi'an didn't expect was that the woman shook her head with confused eyes.
"I don't even know, we separated halfway -"
have no idea!
Prince An frowned.
"Who brought you here, and who received you after you came-"