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Chapter 130 Prepare for each other
King Jin patted Song Huiyue's shoulder lightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I will arrange it."

He asked Huang Ting to get some food, and then asked Song Huiyue if he would like to invite Mrs. Song - Mrs. Song would find out soon that the matter was such a big mess and it was at Mr. Zhang's residence.

Song Huiyue had to wait until dawn, she wanted Mrs. Song to have a good sleep.

When King Jin wanted to say something, Xie's father and son came.

It was inconvenient to discuss matters at Dr. Zu's house, so King Jin made a decisive decision and led them into the carriage.

The carriage was full of bloody smell, Xie Zhou didn't dare to breathe, thinking that sister Yue would really bury her talents if she didn't join Tie Zhenshan's village.

King Jin had become numb to the bloody smell ten years ago. Now he was staring at the pool of marks on the ground, and said his first order.

"Chen Zhigang, the deputy secretary of the third department, found out his reasons and got him out."

Xie Chuan nodded.

"Xiao Ba, ask Hou Er about the details of the Zhang family tonight, write an article yourself, send it to Mrs. Qin, print it in the tabloid, and let everyone know about it tomorrow."

It is absolutely impossible for the Zhang family to remain unscathed.

He wants everyone in the world to know that Zhang Xutang is not just a dude, but also an inhuman knife raised by the Zhang family.

This knife can be swung at anyone - including him.

Xie Zhou shut his mouth tightly, and responded with a ventriloquist posture.

"Your Majesty will definitely summon me tomorrow."

Afterwards, King Jin fell silent.

After this incident, today's summons meant self-evidently, he was right and wrong when he ran into the prime minister's mansion at night.

The wind outside is shouting, coming and going straight, rushing at people mercilessly, unlike Tanzhou, the wind has also passed through the obstacles of many hills, and it is lingering and gentle.

First there was a gust of wind, and after the gust passed, there was a "rustling" sound on the roof of the carriage. Xie Zhou raised the curtain and took a look, only to see heavy snowfall outside.

The three of them didn't speak, because the cold wind tensed their bodies, and their minds tensed because of the snowstorm that would fall on King Jin tomorrow.

King Jin thought for a moment, but to no avail, he simply waved his hands: "Let him alone."

The situation is already like this, how can he go to apologize to Zhang Rui?
Seeing this, Xie Chuan said in a low voice: "The Junyi Bridge is so noisy, and soon someone handed over invitations, do you want to meet?"

At this time, the person who handed over the greeting card was undoubtedly a member of the Dao Zhang faction, and he was well-informed, which was of great benefit to King Jin.

However, King Jin shook his head: "No see."

Xie Chuan hesitated and said, "If you refuse, I'm afraid this way will be cut off."

"It doesn't matter," King Jin didn't care about the Zhang faction, "They want to see me for their own sake, and they want me to be a weapon against the Zhang family. In the future, they have to obey them in everything. A group of silverfish become puppets, we only do our own thing, and there will naturally be upright and clean people to follow."

Xie Chuan nodded, knowing that this path was the most difficult.

The conversation ended here, King Jin got off the carriage, took a deep breath in the snowy sky, and walked back to Dr. Zu's house.

As soon as he entered, he saw Song Huiyue was still sitting on the steps under the corridor, with his elbows crossed flat on his legs, and his head buried in his hands.

On the outstretched fingers, many teeth marks have been bitten.

She had this habit of biting her fingers since she was a child, and she changed it after weaving bamboo strips. Now she is helpless, and she can't help biting her fingers again.

Yin Xiao stood aside, holding an umbrella for her.

His face became colder and clearer due to the wind and snow, and his complexion was also darkened by the perennial sun. He was an outlier in Kyoto, where the style of writing was flourishing.

As soon as I saw him, I couldn't help but think of the wind and frost in the frontier, with a feeling of coldness and roughness.

He was blown to Song Huiyue by the distant wind.

King Jin strode over, quietly took the umbrella from Yin Xiao's hand, handed it to Huang Ting, knelt down, and turned his head to look at Song Huiyue.

Song Huiyue buried her head so tightly that it turned into a rock.

King Jin grabbed her hand, her hand was cold and trembling unconsciously, he squeezed her hand hard, wishing to pain and suffer for her.

His hand was warm, and the heat spread to Song Huiyue's hand, causing Song Huiyue to raise her head with tears in her eyes, her teeth were chattering, and she whimpered: "Doctor Zu said that Qinghui will wake up at some point, It's all my fault, send him away."

Speaking of this, her grief exploded violently in her chest, as if her whole heart was shattered, and her painful internal organs were all mixed together.

With tears in her eyes, she hated the entire Zhang family to the core.

At this moment, the Zhang family also hated King Jin and Song Huiyue.

It was a good happy event, but the iron turned into a murderous one. There was a miasma of smoke everywhere, and the road from the study to the gate was dripping with blood everywhere.

The Zhang family members were so angry that they wanted to vomit black blood, while the three father and son of the Zhang family sat together and calmed down, discussing how to do this so as not to affect the Zhang family.

Brothers fighting tigers, father and son soldiers in battle, at this time, Zhang Xuling also had to make suggestions for this poisonous drug.

He, like Zhang Xutang, is Zhang Rui's son. Conspiracies and tricks naturally exist in his body, but he doesn't take them out to use them. Now when it's time to use them, he can only do it.

The three fathers and sons discussed for a long time, and within two hours after each went to sleep, Zhang Rui opened his eyes and coughed.

Tonight he was sleeping alone in the outer courtyard, upon hearing his movement, the two attendants who were waiting for him rushed over and opened the door.

One lit a candle, rolled up the bed tent, opened the lid of the charcoal basin, lifted the fire chopsticks, pushed away the white ash, and added three or five silver charcoals into it.

The other brought hot water, put a face towel on it, and put it on the washstand.

Then a big servant girl came in, holding the official uniform and waiting respectfully.

The charcoal fire was ignited quickly, and the room became warmer and warmer. Zhang Rui lifted the quilt and sat up. He pulled his shoes and sat in front of the washing stand, and asked his followers to comb his hair.

After the hair was combed meticulously, the follower wet the face towel, wrung it dry, and handed it to Zhang Rui. Zhang Rui wiped his face, threw the face towel into the basin, opened his hands, and prepared to change clothes.

The eldest servant girl took off his pajamas gently with her hands and feet, and lowered her eyes not to look at his body.

He takes good care of himself, his skin has always been fair and delicate, but when a person gets old, the fairer and more delicate he is, the more weird he looks like a child with white hair, which makes people unlovable.

Although the big servant girl lowered her eyes, her hands and feet were not hindered in the slightest. She neatly arranged the scarlet robes and the pile of odds and ends, and finally put on the sage crown for him.

Zhang Rui held the wat board, walked out the door, and asked Zhang Xuling who was already waiting outside: "Have you said hello?"

Zhang Xuling nodded: "The tabloids in each library, my son all went there in person."

Zhang Rui nodded: "Have all the messages on the paper been delivered?"

"I have delivered it. I have delivered it to three companies in total. They are all from the three divisions. Daddy, do you want to go to Privy Yue again? His papers are the most important."

"Anyone can speak for the Zhang family, but he can't." Zhang Rui was a little disappointed with this son.

This son is honest, but lacks the brains of a superior.

(End of this chapter)