There are many smart people in the Zhu family. From the four housekeepers in the outer courtyard, there was no resistance. When Master Song asked what to say, he realized that something was strange.
When Zhu Bingzhu suddenly came up with the so-called "evidence" and told the secrets of the past in tears. When it turned out that Zhu Bingran was not the biological father of the old family leader, they already suspected that what happened today was the cooperation between the family leader and Long Yiwei.
When Song Zheng came forward to guarantee that the emperor would not implicate other members of the Zhu family, they were very sure: it would be a good show.
Song Zheng captured all the descendants of Zhu Bingran and escorted them out from the Zhu family's old residence.
The huge momentum gathered in the sky above the old house suddenly dispersed, and the capital's city-protecting spiritual formation gradually removed its restrictions. The dignitaries who were observing in secret were stunned: Has the Zhu family surrendered?
It's unbelievable and makes no sense.
Song Zheng escorted the prisoners out of Zhu's house, and everyone understood that Master Song's purpose of establishing his authority was achieved.
The noble families were silent together.
In the Taoist temple, Bai'an Hou Zhao Han and his accomplices were slightly startled. The news had not been transmitted immediately. They just sensed that the air above the Zhu family's old residence had dispersed.
"Why is this? Song Zheng temporarily backed down?"
There is a variable, and the nobles don't like this variable very much. Zhao Han is the calmest, playing with an exquisite blue and white teacup in his hand, and said lightly: "Don't worry, the exact news will come soon."
There are a lot of stupid people in the capital, but there are also a lot of smart people. In addition to Zhao Han and the others, there are other forces that are ready to make a move, but when they see Song Zheng escorting the prisoners out of the Zhu family, they immediately
He was alert, and hurriedly went into hibernation. He even hurriedly retracted the "minions" that had been half extended in the dark, and tried his best to clean up the traces so that Master Song would not notice.
Then, shivering in the darkness, I prayed that Mr. Song was very busy recently and had better not have time to pay attention to himself, and let his "little actions" be lost in the long river of history.
Let me quietly be a dust of history, okay...
The stewards of Bai'an Hou Zhao Han's family were at the Zaixing Palace Preparatory Office in the east gate. With arrogance and force in their smiles, they placed lists one by one in front of an old scribe.
"This is my family's quotation, please forward it to Lord Song Zheng."
Seven stewards rushed over. They understood their master's intention and wanted to create a situation in which the seven families were integrated, so as to put more pressure on Song Zheng.
The old scribe took a look and frowned: "This price is twice as high as the normal market price. There is no need to send it up. It's just that I can't get through here. If you send it up, I don't have to do this errand."
Please come back, everyone."
The stewards chuckled, looked at the old scribe with a look that they thought was incomprehensible, and said meaningfully: "My master is Zhao Han, Marquis of Bai'an."
"My master is Li Dibo Huangshan."
"My master is Zhou Hongyuan, Marquis of Fengyuan."
"My master is..."
Seven great nobles!
Finally, Zhao Fu'an, the steward of Zhao Han's family, led the way and said: "You are just a small person, we will not make things difficult for you. However, the general trend in the capital is not something that a person of your level can understand.
This is the price for the seven of us, and Mr. Song won’t accept it if he doesn’t want it. If you don’t believe it, just go up and show it to him and you will know.”
The old scribe laughed angrily: "You can't even use it? What a big statement. I, Long Yiwei, have never been forced like this before. It's so good, so good. I have written down the words of several people, and I will submit them to the commander."
Let your lord see it!"
The seven stewards laughed again, turned around and walked away, leaving behind a sentence: "Let your adults move faster. In the next few days, our prices may double again.
When the time comes for him to be the disciple of our master, we are all people of high status, so it would be shameful to discuss business matters."
The old scribe was so angry that he trembled all over and slapped the case: "You are arrogant and ignorant, and you don't know whether to live or die!"
The other scribes in the yamen also saw and heard this, and they were all indignant and said to the old scribe: "Go back to the yamen of the general administration and report this matter to your lord.
If we hadn't killed the chicken to scare the monkeys, the dandies in the capital would have thought that our Long Yiwei brand wasn't shining enough!"
The old scribe bowed his hands to everyone: "I ask you to take care of me here, I will go back."
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Of course, the seven Taoist families in the Taoist temple had manpower to closely monitor the Zhu family. After the powerful momentum entangled above the Zhu family disappeared, the news reached them in only half a cup of tea.
Zhao Han was the first to get the news. He was still lazily leaning on the soft couch, but suddenly his whole body stiffened, and he bounced up like a bamboo shoot. He stood there upright, looking at his hands with dumbfounded eyes.
news in.
"What's wrong?" asked the other six people. Zhao Han ignored them and rushed out, shouting: "Go and bring Zhao Fuan back to me immediately, quickly! Quickly! Quickly! Quickly!"
If it’s too late, it’s too late, and a disaster is imminent!”
The six families were baffled, and the news that followed them came, and they instantly understood what this meant: Song Zheng could force the Neixiang Hou Zhu family to bow their heads, and dealing with them was a piece of cake.
They had just sent their servants to set up the Yamen, bringing a list with three times the price, hoping to force Song Zheng to purchase it!
At this time, when they thought of the methods of Lord Song and Long Yiwei, they couldn't help but tremble all over, and immediately sent an order back: "Quickly stop them, don't let them go to organize the Yamen!"
At this time, they wished that all of their subordinates were idiots who were incompetent in doing things and would be negligent when receiving their orders. In this way, the stewards might not have arrived to set up the Yamen yet, and they would not have offended Mr. Song to death.
Zhao Han rushed back home and saw Zhao Fuan kneeling tremblingly at the door. His whole body turned cold and he looked up to the sky with a long sigh. He knew that Zhao Fuan was not to blame for this, but the fear rising in his heart made him extremely irritable, and he kicked Zhao Fuan away.
He went out and hit the wall hard, leaving a thick bloody trail!
Ignoring his daily confidants, he strode into the house and invited several respected masters over: "At this critical moment of life and death, I must be more polite. Raising an army for a thousand days and using it for a while, how many of them can you do?"
Can you teach me a clever way to turn danger into safety?"
He instantly looked extremely haggard, and his eyes were like hungry eagles circling around the masters. The masters were secretly frightened, knowing that if they couldn't come up with an idea at this time, they were afraid that the marquis would kill someone.
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Halfway through the Song Dynasty, the famous ancestor Lu Wanmin led a team and escorted Zhu Bingran's family of prisoners to the underworld, and he returned to the Yamen himself.
Of course he was very confident in his interrogation of the fourth butler. The moment he patted the fourth butler, he had already sent Baolan's distraction into his body. After that, he was verbose just to buy time for Baolan's distraction to merge with the soul of the fourth butler.
The whole process today was actually a play that was discussed with Zhu Bingzhu, and was performed for the people in the inner courtyard of the Zhu family, and also for the nobles in the capital.
He was idle on the road, constantly deducing various follow-up cooperation plans discussed with the Zhu family in his mind.
When I arrived at the door of the Yamen, I heard Liu Chengfei's chirping voice: "Sir, Sir, Sir, someone is going to rebel and thinks we are easy to bully. It's really annoying..."
Song Zheng got out of the car and asked, "What happened?"
The old scribe first came to see Liu Chengfei, the gold-medal housekeeper. The money bag girl felt that she had a heavy responsibility and regarded Yuan Yu as extremely important. At that time, the little phoenix was furious.
She and her old scribe were waiting for Song Zheng at the gate of the Yamen, just to report him as soon as possible when Mr. Song came back!
When Song Zheng heard her chattering like a little oriole, Song Zheng not only didn't get furious like Liu Chengfei, but actually laughed out loud!
Liu Chengfei's black and white eyes widened, looking at him inexplicably.
Song Zheng knew that he was full of joy and anger, so he quickly straightened his expression, put on a serious face, waved his hand and said to Liu Chengfei: "This is too much bullying! I can't spare them lightly. I will wait until I personally take action to deal with these scum."
!”
Liu Chengfei thought this was right. She clenched her two jade hands into pink fists and smashed them down fiercely: "Enemies, cause trouble!"
…
Song Zheng was indeed happy.
His original plan was to catch a few big fish, and the so-called big fish were those of the size of Bai'anhou. Kaiguohou was too huge, and it was very difficult for him to catch it. Even if he won, he would suffer heavy losses, so it was not cost-effective.
Therefore, after he discovered the clue about the fourth housekeeper, he did not immediately visit the Zhu family to question him. Instead, he investigated secretly and learned through Long Yiwei's secret agents lurking in the Zhu family that there were actually many factions within the huge Zhu family.
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The head of the family, Zhu Bingzhu, was often unable to decide matters at home in one word and had to secretly discuss with the leaders of each house. And he also had many enemies, such as Zhu Bingran.
The four housekeepers in the outer courtyard happened to be Zhu Bingran's people.
So Song Zheng made an appointment with Zhu Bingzhu's eldest son, Zhu Tianji, and secretly discussed it, which led to the big drama of the Zhu family later. As for the fact that Zhu Bingran was not the biological son of the old family leader, it was of course false, and was given by Mr. Song.
bad idea.
Song Zheng himself did not realize that his handling of the Zhu family matter marked his complete political maturity.
The Zhu family is strong, and he will not go head-to-head with the tough ones. But the seven Bai'anhou families are soft persimmons. Mr. Song is not ashamed that he likes to pinch soft persimmons. Who among men doesn't like to pinch soft persimmons? How strange is it to get hard ones?
Of course, it is said that there was a Lord Longyang in ancient times who liked this type, but Master Song was very respectful and insensitive.
But instead of taking action in a hurry, he waited for another day.
The Qi family has become ants on a hot pot, and Master Song is tormenting them today.
Zhao Han killed two masters and made several others turn pale with fear. Finally, under the pressure of survival, someone finally came up with a way: surrender.
It's a very simple idea, but if you want to achieve the best effect, it is not easy for Lord Song to accept Bai'anhou's surrender.
Chapter completed!