win the hairpin

Chapter 107 Secret
Although Zhang Xutang was on guard against Song Huiyue, he never expected that she would strike with just a word related to Song Qinghui.

Xiao Wei and Zhang Lin saw that the two of them had a happy conversation, and they were defenseless.

His forehead slammed against the stone slab, the slate was hard, and his head was equally hard, making a dull impact sound together.

"Boom!"

Everyone, including Zhu Guangli, was shocked.

But Song Huiyue retreated with one blow, her two thick eyebrows stood up, her big eyes stared fiercely at Zhang Xutang, as long as she heard a silly word from Zhang Xutang's mouth, she would strike again without hesitation His beautiful head was smashed into a Buddha, and his head was full of relics.

Then she took out the handkerchief and wiped her hands clean, as if Zhang Xutang had dirty her hands.

And Yin Xiao walked up to Song Huiyue, stood with his hands folded over his chest, blocking all eyes, and looked coldly at everyone.

"Zhang Ya Nei!" Zhu Guangli rushed up, "Are you okay, hurry up and help Ya Nei up!"

The crowd put Zhang Xuzhang back on the reclining chair with support and carried them. Looking at the red and swollen bump on his head, they didn't dare to speak.

After Zhu Guangli helped Zhang Xutang up, he quietly backed away surrounded by all the yamen servants, and he retreated ten steps away.

He can't afford to offend Zhang Yanei, nor can Mrs. Song, after doing what he should do, he can hide as far as he can, and don't affect him.

One fire after another, his position as the magistrate is not stable, but he wants to save his life and be safe.

The others on the side asked him in a low voice: "Mr. Zhu, did the two of them have any love-hate relationship, why did they suddenly start fighting?"

"how could I know!"

"Then why did the fire suddenly start burning, who set it off?"

"how could I know!"

"Then are we going to investigate the arson case next?"

"How the hell do I know!"

Zhu Guangli asked three questions, lowered his voice and roared, seeing Qin Jie and Xie Zhou who hurried over, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't talk nonsense, those who are older than me didn't speak, you are in a hurry!"

After Zhang Xutang lay down again, when everyone thought they would be furious, they just laughed strangely: "Mad dog."

He reached out and touched the bag on his forehead, and there was a premonition of madness in his eyes.

"Mad dog," he spat in Song Huiyue's direction, "I can't fucking spare you."

Song Huiyue replied: "I'll wait."

In the midst of the chaos, Xie Zhou, Qin Jie and others flocked to the place. Seeing the strange scene in front of them, they could open their mouths enough to stuff an egg into it.

Especially Qin Jie, who already had a toad's mouth, now made a surprised expression, so that people could almost see his intestines from his mouth.

"This is." He thought about the situation in front of him, pointed at the two enemies who were covered in black ash, "Did you two burn this garden?"

Without asking carefully, he also knew that there must be inexhaustible hatred between the two.

Zhang Xutang asked fiercely: "Mr. Qin, did you see me setting fire?"

Qin Jie waved his hand and didn't care about it as much as he did—the Ya Nei's surname was Zhang, so he didn't care about it either.

He turned his head to look at Zhu Guangli who was hiding far away: "Prefect Zhu, it seems that you know the situation here best, you come and explain to me."

Zhu Guangli thought to himself that he didn't know anything, and he was so exhausted that he was about to pass out.

He was still thinking about not fainting, Zhang Xutang had already said to Qin Jie: "Mr. Qin, the fire doesn't have to be set off, it's just dry and dry. Since everyone is here, why don't you just go in and see if there is any trouble here?" Haunted."

After all, he was carried into the fire that had just been extinguished.

Qin Jie frowned and looked at Xie Zhou unconsciously.

Although Xie Zhou joined the army as a mere memoir, he is the son of the palace chief, Shi Xiechuan, and he knows exactly what is going on in the palace. Whether there is anything tricky about this place, he should be able to tell on his face.

But the expression on Xie Zhou's face was too complicated for him to understand.

It was as if thousands of words had gathered together, ready to spout out, but there was no chance, the brows were all knit together, and it was unknown whether it was sorrow or restraint.

After failing to get the desired news from Xie Zhou's face, Qin Jie turned to Zhang Xutang.

Zhang Xutang himself looked extremely embarrassed, but standing behind him was Master Zhang.

In this way, Zhang Xutang, a thin and beautiful young man, also looked stalwart.

Qin Jie's eight-character eyebrows furrowed more and more, and the two eyebrows were twisted into a rope.

The previous blood has completely calmed down, and his reason has returned to his ugly head, allowing him to think in an orderly manner.

If he followed Zhang Xutang to look for the lost tax bank on Liangguang Road, it would not only be as the Zhang family wanted, but also put the entire Qin family on the side of the Zhang family.

He didn't want to get involved in the fight for storage.

But if they don't go, although the Qin family is also a famous big family, but against the Zhang family, their chances of winning are negligible.

Zhang Xutang didn't care about Qin Jie's concerns, he was examining, examining every brick, beam, rockery, and landscaping here.

He didn't have sharp eyes, and every time he saw something strange, he asked Xiao Wei to go and check it. After checking three or four places like this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at a corner of silver light exposed in the rockery.

Originally, the overwhelming Yidi brocade covered this place, but after the fire passed, there were flaws here.

"Xiaowei, go and have a look."

He watched Xiaowei come forward, his nervous hands clenched into fists, his head hooked slightly, his eyes followed Xiaowei's hand, and he pushed the door open little by little.

With a "bang", the sound echoed from the inside out, and the cool and damp air from the ground suddenly rushed out.

The wind got in, and there was no way out, so there was a whimpering sound, like a heavy fog, fighting a trapped beast in the black hell.

Zhang Xutang showed a satisfied smile, and Qin Jie also slowly raised one leg, and walked in together with many officials and servants behind him.

This is a tunnel entrance, and the entrance only allows one person to pass through. However, after entering this narrow door and walking down the steps, the inside becomes wider.

I don't know who lit the lamp, but the light was dim, blurring everyone's faces.

They had no time to care about others, so they could only look down at their feet. The stone steps under their feet were very smooth, but because of the humidity for many days, there were many drops of water condensing on them. fall down.

There is nowhere to put your hands, because the walls are also full of water droplets.

Zhang Xutang rode Xiaowei at the back, and as soon as he entered the dark tunnel, he took a deep breath of the moisture gushing out of it.

The smell of blood is mixed with the wet and hot smell.

This smell seems to have penetrated into the soil and cannot be seen with the eyes, but if you just smell it with your nose, the scene of blood flowing into rivers and piles of corpses will appear in your mind.

He became excited, forgot the pain in his body, opened his eyes wide open, not letting go of any clues.

But all the way to the end, he didn't see what he wanted.

The rammed ground was clean, with traces of sweeping left. There were no cages, blood, corpses, or silver in Zhang Xutang's imagination. It was just clean, like a huge tomb.

(End of this chapter)