The steward said: "Madam was injured. The doctor went to see her. I don't know... I don't know what will happen."
"Go..." Zhang Yucong's face was stern. He might not be able to handle this matter by relying on his own strength. "Go and find the eldest master and tell him that something happened to the Zhang family. I can't take care of it alone. Let him come."
Take charge of the overall situation."
Not to mention that the Ding family is still alive and dead, firearms have been discovered in the capital. Such a major event cannot be concealed. There is no need to wait until tomorrow to go to court. The emperor is probably aware of it now.
Zhang Yucong could no longer think about what would happen next. He only knew that it would be a turmoil for the Zhang family.
Xu Qinghuan's face appeared in Zhang Yucong's mind again, and Xu was right.
…
There were exclamations everywhere.
Zhang Jingshu looked around blankly. This must be a dream. When she wakes up from the dream, everything will return to the past.
"Is it a thunder?" Zhang Jingshu asked.
The mother in charge shook her head.
"That's the sky fire, but why is there any movement in the sky fire?"
"I know, it's an earthquake," Zhang Jingshu suddenly understood, "It must be an earthquake. Our house is in such a mess, it must be even more terrifying outside."
The steward's mother advised, "Miss, don't worry. The steward has arranged for manpower here. Nothing will happen again."
Zhang Jingshu trembled: "Just now, my mother was sitting peacefully in the room, and something happened. Is it okay to just stay in the room?" She stared closely at the inner room. The doctor sent everyone out and was inside.
Look after Ding's injuries.
The mother in charge was also speechless.
"Since it's an earthquake," Zhang Jingshu said, "we should go to the yard, right?"
The more Zhang Jingshu thought about it, the more it made sense: "Carry mother out too, otherwise the house will collapse again." She raised her head and looked at the beams, feeling more and more that those things would fall on her head at any time.
Zhang Jingshu couldn't breathe and wanted to escape immediately. With this thought in mind, she stood up.
"Miss... you can't go out..." The mother in charge immediately stepped forward to stop her. "It's not peaceful outside either. It's better to be here. The guards have surrounded the house. Nothing will happen again."
"This is a natural disaster," Zhang Jingshu said with a surprised look on her face, "It doesn't matter how many people surround this place. You are trying to kill me and my mother."
"Miss," the mother in charge blurted out anxiously, "This is not a natural disaster, I'm afraid it is a man-made disaster."
"What?" Zhang Jingshu was even more surprised, who could make such a fuss.
"I heard that the trees in the yard were broken and there was a huge deep hole in the ground. When I was a child, I experienced an earthquake. It was not like this. Those family members who followed the second master to the battlefield said that it looked like what was left when a firearm exploded.
."
Zhang Jingshu looked in disbelief: "Is there going to be a war in Beijing? This is the capital of Zhou Dynasty. What do those officials do? Where are the officers and soldiers guarding the city and the people in the capital camp? They are so unbearable...
...They are all a bunch of trash. When I enter the palace and see the emperor, I will definitely tell him in front of the emperor that instead of keeping these people, it is better to let my second uncle come back from northern Xinjiang to guard the capital."
"There doesn't seem to be much movement outside," the steward's mother swallowed, "If someone really attacked the city, the city would have been in chaos long ago, but now...it's just something happened in our house."
Zhang Jingshu felt as if something had hit her chest hard, trying hard to recall everything she had just experienced.
When she heard the noise in the yard, she immediately got dressed and wanted to go find her mother. Unexpectedly, she heard another noise before she reached the main house where her mother lived.
The sound shook the earth and shook the mountains, with a blast of wind and sand rushing towards her face. She immediately closed her eyes in fear, and when she came to her senses, she found herself squatting on the ground and covering her ears tightly.
, then she heard the servant exclaiming: "The main house... Madam's main house has collapsed... Oh my God, call someone quickly, hurry up..."
She looked over in panic, vaguely seeing firelight coming out of the darkness.
What happened and why it was at their house...
Who has the guts to go against the Zhang family?
She wished she could go to the palace immediately and cry bitterly in front of the emperor, so that the emperor would comfort her and immediately send someone to help her find out the cause. Then all those who harmed the Zhang family would be severely punished, so that she could feel at ease.
Zhang Jingshu turned her head and looked out the window.
At dawn, she will leave at dawn, and she will go into the palace. Don't let anything happen again before dawn.
"Madam, madam..." the steward's mother exclaimed.
Zhang Jingshu stood up and was helped to run to the inner room. She saw a panic inside and a basin on the ground with a blood-stained cloth in it.
The mother in charge yelled: "Mr. doctor, look quickly, my wife is bleeding from below."
Zhang Jingshu's feet went weak and she almost fell to the ground.
Ding's weak moans came from between the beds.
Zhang Jingshu was stunned when Zhang Yucong led someone into the door. Zhang Yucong stepped forward and the stewards guarding the bed stepped back.
Zhang Yucong saw Ms. Ding lying there with her eyes closed and her face ashen, with several towels pressed on her forehead, and blood was already seeping out from under the cloth.
Zhang Yucong's eyelids twitched wildly.
"Master, I'm afraid the child in Madam's belly may not be safe."
Zhang Yucong's face was gloomy. Not only the children, but also Mr. Ding... He took a deep breath and looked at the steward: "Has anyone been caught?"
The steward lowered his head: "No...no...but people have guarded the door and no one is allowed to go out."
In other words, I still don’t have a clue yet.
Zhang Yucong said coldly: "If we can't find anyone, you all hope that my wife and the child in her belly will be safe..."
The steward's heart trembled. If the culprit is not found, they will all be blamed.
…
In the Taoist temple beside the Bishui River, the government office had searched the temple inside and out, but no firearms or any suspicious objects such as saltpeter were found.
"Ms. He Miao knows that we are secretly watching her, so she probably won't leave anything here." Huang Qinghe came forward. He had already taken inventory with the government officials several times, and everything in the house was almost emptied.
There's only three feet left to dig.
Xu Qinghuan looked at the things found by the yamen, and kept thinking in his heart, how could He Miao commit suicide so easily after planning secretly for so long? A person who is bent on revenge must bite off a piece of his enemy's flesh even if he dies.
"After the eldest lady took out the things from the Yuanshi Tianzun statue, did she repair the statue again?"
Huang Qinghe's voice came, and Xu Qinghuan nodded: "It's been fixed."
"But there are signs of being opened here." Huang Qinghe climbed onto the altar on a stool to see clearly.
Several government officials also stepped forward to help, and the statue was turned around. Xu Qinghuan saw a gap behind the statue, and could vaguely see something inside.
Huang Qinghe reached out to get it.
An idea flashed through Xu Qinghuan's mind.
"Don't move." Xu Qinghuan shouted, lifting her skirt and stepping on the stool without caring about anything else, and was about to stop Huang Qinghe.
In addition to resenting the Zhang family, He Miao also hated those who exposed her conspiracy.