There may be countless reasons to love someone.
But to hate someone, you only need one reason, and that is hate.
I hate him to the extreme, I just want him to die.
If you hate someone, you won't hate them to death, but if you kill someone, you can kill them.
Chu Qing buried his hatred for Zhang Songling in the bottom of his heart and asked Fusan to personally send Jiuniang back to Zhang's house and back to the dog hole, leaving this ugly and awkward little girl who was originally very beautiful but was forced by the world to
Girl, got back into that hateful Zhang Mansion.
Sitting in the class room, Chu Qing's eyes were bloodshot.
Wang Tongtong walked in, holding a crutch in his hand. This was the crutch Chu Qing threw away when he left Zhang Mansion.
The crutch was placed on the desk, and Chu Qing shook his head.
"I don't need it anymore." Chu Qing moved his ankle vigorously, feeling the pain, but his face was calm: "Deputy Commander of Qianqiying, Chu Qing, I don't need this crutch anymore. What I need is a sword, a sword
That’s right!”
"Sir, do you want to play with a sword?"
The door was pushed open, and Chen Yan walked in with a smile on his face, sat in front of Chu Qing and waved to Wang Tongtong to leave.
Chu Qing still looked calm and expressionless.
"heard it?"
Chen Yan nodded: "I heard it."
"How much have you heard?"
"After Jiuniang came, I have been listening outside."
Chu Qing leaned forward: "How long can I do this?"
"I don't know."
Chu Qing almost gritted his teeth and asked again: "How much longer can I do this!"
Chen Yan put away his smile, sighed, and remained silent.
Chu Qing grabbed the Qianqiying deputy commander badge from his waist, slapped it on the desk, and asked for the third time: "How long can I do this!"
Staring at the waistband under Chu Qing's palm, Chen Yan finally spoke.
"With the way you act, I'm afraid... it won't be long before you die without a burial place."
"I'm not fucking afraid of death!"
"But I'm afraid, and you should be afraid too."
"Let me tell you for the last time, I'm not afraid of death!" Chu Qing pointed at Chen Yan and cursed: "You are not even afraid of me, the fake, but you, the real deputy commander of Qianqiying, are afraid that you will live like a dog in your life.
Already?"
Chen Yan shook his head slightly: "I mean, I am afraid, afraid that you will die."
Chu Qing was stunned.
Chen Yan fell into silence again, this time for nearly a stick of incense. Finally, he gently patted Chu Qing's palm.
"Then just do it, Brother Yu, and try my best to protect you from death."
Chu Qing took back his badge, stood up, and saluted Chen Yan: "Thank you, Brother Chen."
Chen Yan shook his head, stood up, and left the class room.
After walking out of the class room, Chen Yan came to the backyard, stood with his hands behind his hands, and then said softly: "Come here."
A Thousand Cavalry Battalion Tanma knelt on one knee behind him.
"I informed Yuesheng that from now on, there is no need to report anything to me, no matter how big or small. I can just ask Chu Qing to make the decision. In addition, I will order people to sneak into Zhang Mansion, Luzhu, Jiuniang,
Keep the lives of these two people safe."
"only."
Tan Ma stood up and left. Chen Yan still looked at the withered old pine in front of him, his face burning.
He had seen many things that Chu Qing had seen, but he had never been so full of anger as Chu Qing.
Maybe I have, but every time I think about it, worry about it, think too much, worry too much, the overall situation is important, the overall situation is important, the overall situation is important, until I gradually become numb, gradually stand on the sidelines, and gradually become accustomed to it.
At half past midnight, the rising sun dispelled the darkness.
In the class room, Chu Qing was still looking at the bamboo slips on the table.
Fu San came back and whispered: "Master, send it back. I listened outside the wall for a while. After the little girl got in, there was no abnormal sound in the house."
Chu Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "Luzhu, what is your name?"
Fu San remained silent.
Chu Qing beat her head hard: "She said it clearly, but why can't she remember it?"
Fu San remained silent.
Tan Ma walked in and said softly: "Sir, Tao Weiran, Guanzheng Lang of the Ministry of Rites, would like to see you."
"Tao Weiran?" Chu Qing frowned: "Let him come in."
After a while, Tao Weiran, who was wearing regular clothes and covered with morning dew, was brought in by Tan Ma.
"Master Chu."
Tao Weiran gave a salute, then reached into his arms, took out a letter and put it on the desk.
Chu Qing did not open the letter, but leaned on the stool and looked at Tao Weiran.
"Sir, last night the steward of the Zhang Mansion sent a letter to Xiaguan's inn. According to the letter, Zhang Songling ordered Xiaguan to set off for Xiao County to take up his post immediately. After arriving in Xiao County, he would reopen seven stone workshops within two days and within ten days.
, one hundred and seventy stones need to be quarried..."
"Zhang Songling asked you to go to Xiao County immediately. After you go to Xiao County, you will continue to let the people quarry stones?"
"yes."
Chu Qing sneered: "What is the relationship between you and Zhang Songling?"
"Xiaoguan knows what Mr. Chu means." Tao Weiran smiled bitterly, pointed to the letter and said: "In your opinion, Zhang Songling sent someone to deliver the letter and bluntly ordered Xiaguan to mine rocks, as if he knew Xiaguan well.
But your Excellency has never thought that Xiaguan is just a mere Guanzhenglang. Zhang Songling is the right minister of the Ministry of Rites. Not only does he send a butler to deliver the letter, he just finds a dog to carry the letter in front of the official.
If you don’t, you still have to let it be.”
Chu Qing's expression softened slightly and he nodded.
At first, he thought it was strange that if the two of them didn't know each other, how could Zhang Songling directly send a housekeeper to tell Tao Weiran what to do after arriving in Xiao County, how much stone to mine, and how. It was puzzling.
He didn't understand until Tao Weiran said this.
This is indeed the case. Their identities are very different. Zhang Songling does not need to know Tao Weiran. Whether it is Guanzheng Lang or the county magistrate, in his eyes, they are not even shit. How can I, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, explain,
You just do whatever you want, no need to know, no need to ask, no need to tell you, just do it as you are told, it’s that simple, I don’t even need to share the spoils with you, or promise you any benefits.
After figuring out the reason, Chu Qing opened the letter and read it at a glance. As Tao Weiran said, there was no respect or "communication" in the letter. It was completely a commanding tone, ordering Tao Weiran.
After Weiran arrived in Xiao County, he did not have to clean up Li Mu's mess, but continued to spread it and forced the people to open mountains and quarry. Not only that, because Li Mu was in power, the supply of materials in Beijing was not available. This time, more stones were needed than before.
In other words, more high-pressure means are needed to pressure people to quarry.
"Zhang Songling, you are really not afraid of death." Chu Qing sneered again and again: "The Li family has not been tried yet, and he dares to continue to mess up."
Tao Weiran glanced at Chu Qing's face and asked: "This is also what I don't understand. I dare to ask Zhang Songling why he is so brave?"
This is what Tao Weiran couldn't figure out. Li Mu bullied the people and had just been arrested. Zhang Songling had obviously been involved with Li Mu in the past. Logically speaking, he should avoid Xiao County, but at this juncture
There is only one possibility for Zhang Songling to dare to continue asking for stones, and that is that Zhang Songling is emboldened.
"Of course there is a backer." Chu Qing looked at Tao Weiran and chuckled: "The backer is in the palace."
Tao Weiran suddenly understood, but there was no panic look on his face.
Chu Qing asked strangely: "Aren't you afraid?"
"Yesterday, the official guessed something. The affairs of the Li family were handed over by the emperor himself. Zhang Songling must have a backer if he dares to act like this. This backer is probably in the palace and cannot be the emperor, because if he
To be continued...