Even Zhan Feiyu didn't expect that Pang Tongzhi was the official who had connections with the palace, and Zhang Zhifu revealed this news, so he probably couldn't recruit Conglong, who was not so easy to establish.
Furthermore, although the Holy One knows the age of destiny, he is still in good health and is estimated to live for another twenty or thirty years. Being involved with the prince in the palace at this time is too risky, so it is better to stay in Long safely.
Take the right path and climb up step by step. It will be safer if you can catch up with Bachelor Gu's path.
After leaving Buzhuang, Zhan Feiyu directly got on the carriage.
"These are the three pieces of fabric that just arrived." The shopkeeper of the cloth shop walked over quickly and handed the two pieces of fabric to He Sheng.
The passers-by who were walking on the street took a quick look and felt that the owner of this carriage was a man who was not short of money. Ordinary people would only buy a few square feet if they couldn't afford it. Only those wealthy families would buy back in pieces.
He Sheng took the cloth without hesitation and performed the whole show. Magistrate Zhang was really cautious in his actions.
The sound of horse hooves sounded, and through the window, Magistrate Zhang squinted and watched the carriage going away quietly, until footsteps came again from outside, and the closed door was pushed open again.
"Father." The voice that spoke was clearly that of Zhang Minxian, but his facial features were a little different from before. I guess he was disguised to deceive others.
Magistrate Zhang turned around, looked at his eldest son, who had high hopes for him, and said, "Sit down and talk."
On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, barbarians raided Xiangwu County. A year later, Qiu Zongzhang and Qiu Feng brought people to Xiangwu County to pick up Qiu Jinyu's coffin, but they went on a killing spree at Qiu Zongxi's mansion, killing and injuring dozens of people.
Among them were the rise of the General's Mansion and the fall of the Marquis' Mansion at the edge of the town. The father and son were busy from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. As long as they exchanged letters, this was the first time they met this year.
"I have said what needs to be said before. As my father is old, the Zhang family will be handed over to you in the future, Min Xian. It is up to you to decide whether to advance or retreat." Zhang Zhifu's old face showed a bit of fatigue, Long said.
The situation on the Right Road is changing and unpredictable, and he is indeed old and somewhat unable to do what he wants.
Zhang Minxian nodded understandingly, his gaze resting on the teacup on the table. After a long time, he finally spoke: "The Holy One is most taboo about forming cliques for personal gain. The General's Mansion and Gu Xueshi already have this relationship. Even if our Zhang family is willing to lower our status and serve Zhan
Feiyu, I’m afraid Bachelor Gu won’t agree.”
For the sake of the small Zhang family, he violated the taboos of the Holy Emperor. Not to mention that it was impossible for Gu Xueshi to agree, even if Zhang Minxian was living in a different place, he would not agree.
"Wealth and wealth are sought in danger. If the Holy One is weak and sick, the Zhang family can give it a try. Now that the Holy One has not even set up a crown prince, it would be too risky to seek refuge with the prince in the palace." Magistrate Zhang sighed, and outsiders thought that the Zhang family was a family of officials.
Noble and powerful.
But in fact, the Zhang family only has some say in Longyou Road, and they have only a partial understanding of the situation in the capital, and they are completely ignorant of the Holy Will. There are several adult princes in the palace, and Magistrate Zhang has no idea who the Holy One prefers, let alone
The choice of crown prince.
Even this time, it was the same. Although he had established a relationship with the palace, the other party acted in a condescending manner. He always called him "master" and never revealed his master's identity. Magistrate Zhang didn't even know whether the other party was a certain prince.
Under such a situation where one does not know everything, how can Magistrate Zhang dare to take the risk of defecting to the other party? But if he can find a backer as soon as possible, once Magistrate Zhang becomes an official, the Zhang family's situation will only become more and more dangerous, and they may be uprooted at some point.
Listening to his father's sigh like a trapped animal, Zhang Minxian clenched his hands fiercely. No matter how unwilling he was, he just lowered his head at the moment, "Father, we can leave the green hills without worrying about having no firewood, so why don't we retreat for the time being?
Wait until the situation stabilizes in a few years before looking for the future!"
Magistrate Zhang was startled for a moment. There was really no way to survive by cutting off the tail. If the Zhang family retreated and handed over all their rights, there would be no use value and it would be safer.
As for the enemies that the Zhang family has made over the years, the old in-laws of the Zhang family are still there. Moreover, the Zhang family can be regarded as Yang Xu’s maternal family anyway. Now the in-law relationship between the two families is almost broken, but who can guarantee that in five or ten years?
From now on, Yang Xu will not care about the Zhang family. Zhang Minxian is his biological uncle after all.
Magistrate Zhang looked at the eldest son who had made up his mind, and finally a smile appeared on his wrinkled old face, "In this case, you should go back to Linzhou Mansion immediately to make preparations, and leave the rest to my father to handle."
"Yes." Zhang Minxian agreed, and the father and son quickly discussed follow-up issues.
Time passed little by little, until the market was quiet and the candle on the corner of the table was almost burned out. This conversation lasted all night.
At the darkest time before dawn, several figures walked out of the back door of Buzhuang and instantly blended into the night. Two-quarters of an hour later, horses were galloping on the official road, heading towards Linzhou Mansion.
…
Inn.
The rain that had stopped for a few days started falling again, and the temperature dropped suddenly. The cold wind blew in through the cracks in the windows, making people shiver from the cold.
"Ah Nuan, I'll eat after I take a bath..." Zhan Feiyu stopped writing and then remembered that He Nuan was still imprisoned in the prison of Suzhou Prefecture, and Pang Tongzhi would be in court again tomorrow.
"Miss." Outside the room, He Sheng heard the voices in the room. After asking for instructions, he brought a bucket of hot water in. "The news just came back. Qiu Jingyuan left Suzhou Mansion with her people, but Dong Yan stayed.
Come down, I guess Mrs. Qian will be here soon."
Qiu Jingyuan may have been overthinking it. After meeting Zhan Feiyu at the teahouse yesterday, she took Dong Yan and the guards to several escort agencies in Suzhou Prefecture, hired twenty escorts with a lot of money, and spent the whole night preparing.
We waited for the city gate to open early in the morning and set off in the rain.
Putting down his pen, Zhan Feiyu turned and glanced outside the window. It was raining heavily. It was really hard to rush on such a day, but Qiu Jingyuan left.
Half an hour later.
After Zhan Feiyu took a shower, He Sheng had already served breakfast.
He Nuan was not here. The breakfast was cooked by the inn's chef Huang. It tasted good, but it lacked the exquisiteness. Zhan Feiyu was not that particular. "Can Mrs. Qian be here at noon?"
Although Mrs. Qian came here just for Qian Shipeng, after arriving in Suzhou Prefecture, she thought she would come to Zhan Feiyu immediately.
"I guess we can get there." He Sheng estimated the time of Mrs. Qian's trip and found that she had just arrived.
Zhan Feiyu had only finished half of his breakfast when he heard thumping footsteps on the stairs. Zhan Feiyu put down his chopsticks and He Sheng walked towards the door.
"Miss, something happened." It was the carriage driver standing at the door, looking a little anxious at this moment.
Zhan Feiyu was shocked, "What happened to An Nuan?"
"No, something happened to Magistrate Zhang." It's no wonder that the coachman was so anxious. The incident happened suddenly. No one expected that something would happen to Magistrate Zhang. "Governor Zhang died in the Yamen. Before his death, he and Pang Tongzhi had a dispute. At that time, the two of them
In the study, the doors and windows were closed, and the clerk responsible for guarding the door stood under the corridor and heard the quarrel. By the time he felt something was wrong, it was already too late."
"What?" Zhan Feiyu stood up. Zhang Zhifu was dead, but he died in the hands of Pang Tongzhi?
He Sheng also frowned, presumably the Forbidden Dragon Guards were already inquiring about the news, but it was Magistrate Zhang who died and Pang Tongzhi was the murderer, so Zhao Tongzhi may have taken over the current government office temporarily.