win the hairpin

Chapter 409

After Wan Yunjun went to Yuan's house, the King of Jin didn't order her to do anything, just sat in the guest room with Song Huiyue, ate three meals a day, and ate countless meals , Changed the wound medicine again and again, a majestic prince, like a rascal possessed, either a headache, or brain fever, occupying Song Huiyue in the guest room and unable to get away.

Wan Yunjun had no choice but to run errands again, delivering the food from the kitchen to King Jin one after another, and dared to be angry and dare not speak out as a poison tester.

Wanjia's food is very good. The soup is slow-cooked, the meat is marinated and smoked, and it is served with non-heavy bream vegetables and vinegar ginger.

Wan Yunjun tasted it, and started to eat seriously without paying attention, so his stomach was often swollen, which caused Song Huiyue to eat a few more chopsticks.

King Jin sat down amidst the aroma of chicken, duck and fish, but Zhang Xutang couldn't eat.

He didn't have any news about King Jin and Song Huiyue, and when Mrs. Zhang was going to be buried the night before, he couldn't even take a sip of tea. He always felt that Song Huiyue had escaped, and the Zhang family would eventually be reduced to dust in her hands.

His worries overlapped with the funerals outside, making him seem disheartened because of his mother's death, wishing he could chase after her.

When the guests and servants who came and went saw him, they all sighed and thought that Zhang Xutang was pitiful.

Zhang Zihou, his nephew, hooked his head in front of Zhang Xutang and wept softly. Because he was reprimanded by him, he didn't dare to cry loudly, but only dared to ask his grandmother in a low voice.

"Since he is filial, take him to the mourning hall and ask him to kneel down for his mother. When he stops crying, he will come back."

The new nanny hesitated and said: "Young master is still young, kowtowing is fine, I'm afraid it's too much to stay in the mourning hall."

Zhang Xutang rubbed his forehead, Xiao Wei observed his words and gestured for the nanny to take the young master away quickly.

The nephew and the nanny left together, and the room became quiet again. Zhang Xutang held back his anxiety and paced back and forth.

Before he could figure it out, King Yan also entered the door, saw Zhang Xutang and said, "Li Shouming is in Caihe!"

Zhang Xutang paused, tilted his head with his hands behind his back, his slender eyes widened, and looked at King Yan as if looking at a rare object: "Oh."

King Yan sat down on the main seat, and drank his tea proudly: "I know you don't believe it."

Then he happily told Zhang Xutang the whole story.

His people are also looking for King Jin these days. Unlike Zhang Xutang, he always thinks that King Jin hid in Wuyou Cave or a dirty place like Wazi.

This morning, the recorder of his family joined the army and inquired in Beiwali that someone had hired ten outlaws, rented a carriage and ten horses, and was going to pick up three people by the Caihe River tomorrow morning , Escorted out of the city.

After he heard the news, he immediately sent someone to inquire carefully. Unfortunately, he didn't know much information. He only knew that these ten people were Jiang thieves who had fled outside. Go north.

As for who the three people were picked up, there is no information at all.

His people found a small goldfish of one or two weights in a shop selling fox fur cloaks.

King Yan took out a small golden fish from his pocket and placed it on the table. The goldfish was only half a finger long, but it was lifelike. The scales on it were clearly visible, and the gills were open and closed. It was indeed made by Wensiyuan.

"This goldfish was given by my father in the palace during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Li Shouming and I each had a bag. Li Shouming was assassinated and left the palace in a hurry. There was no one to accompany him, and he had no money. There was only this bag of small goldfish for fun. ,
It must be that the king of Jin wanted to escort the lady surnamed Song out of the city, so he showed his feet, otherwise, none of us would have thought that he would be in Caihe,

Tonight, I will arrange people to go to Caihe River to find a pick-up location, and stay there until early tomorrow morning. If there is any suspicious person, I will take it down immediately. "

Zhang Xutang's eyes only lit up once when the little goldfish appeared.

When Zhang Zihou was born, Zhang Rui was given a Yu'er steamed stuffed bun with goldfish and whitebait inside.

If King Jin really wanted to escort Song Huiyue out of the city, that would make sense. Tomorrow Mrs. Zhang's funeral, even if his filial son broke his leg, he would have to follow the coffin.

Zhang Xuzhang pushed aside the charcoal fire with a silver pen: "What are you doing to take down King Jin?"

King Yan was at a loss for words for a moment: "Take it... Take it..."

"It's not taking it down, but killing it," Zhang Xutang corrected him, "it can't be done by the Cai River."

King Yan's eyebrows that were raised just now fell down: "Then where do we do it?"

Zhang Xutang coughed, "Bring me the topographic map of Gyeonggi."

King Yan hurriedly got up to get it, spread it out on the table, Zhang Xuxuan pulled his shoes, stood in front of the table, looked carefully for a moment, pointed to the Taihang Xing in the north and said, "We can't let them enter the Taihang Xing."

There are more than a dozen abandoned pass fortresses in the Taihang Xing area. Many places have towering cliffs, deep ravines, and winding trails, which are not conducive to interception and killing.

After a long time, he nodded to Jin Wang Zhuangzi: "The carriage is going north, and there is only a wide road to go here, so I am going to lie in ambush in the mountains. I will leave this matter to you, and take out all the people who can be used under your hands." , as soon as the horse team arrives, kill them all, leaving no one alive."

King Yan asked dryly, "Aren't you going?"

Zhang Xutang stared at him: "I'm going, you will be a filial son for my mother?"

King Yan quickly explained: "I'm worried that something will happen then."

Jin Wang has become a loner, and the scheming city is far above Yan Wang, and Yan Wang is afraid that he will not be able to control him.

When Zhang Xutang heard that the others hadn't moved yet, he was timid first, so his face was gloomy. The sullen King Yan said, "Why don't you—go to Su Ting and borrow a few imperial guards from Gyeonggi?"

Zhang Xutang was so disappointed in him that he couldn't even call him a fool.

Colluding with Su Ting, he can jump up from the dragon chair and destroy the Zhang family today.

He looked carefully at the topographic map, and suddenly called out: "Zhang Lin!"

"Second Master." Zhang Lin came in from the outside.

Zhang Xutang gave him his private seal: "You immediately go to the Baoqing Army stationed in the west of Gyeonggi to borrow [-] people, and rush to Taihangxing before Maoshi, their commanders dare not refuse to borrow."

No one who has been in the hands of the Zhang family is clean. If they want to get out, they will lose a layer of skin when they die.

Zhang Lin took the order and left.

Zhang Xutang looked at King Jin: "There are thirty garrisons, plus the manpower of the palace, is it enough for a mere ten people?"

"Enough is enough." King Yan dared not say enough, if he said it was not enough, I'm afraid Zhang Xutang's ear scrape would fall on his face.

"I'll do it now. This time, Li Shouming must die without a place to bury him!"

King Yan strode away, Zhang Xutang seemed to have too much darkness in his head, his head drooped, his face almost stuck to the topographic map.

He whispered: "Song Huiyue, are you really in Caihe?"

Putting away the topographic map, he whispered a few words in Old Wei's ear, and then walked to the mourning hall, where he was going to sit next to the coffin for the night.

Zhang Zihou dozed off while sitting on the futon, the same stupid look as Zhang Xuling appeared on his face.

There was nothing to do all night, and as soon as Maoshi arrived, Zhang Xutang took the broom from Duzhi and swept the dust off the coffin.

It wasn't until this time that he really felt sad because of Mrs. Zhang's death.

Not for Mrs. Zhang, but for himself, for the Zhang family——the Zhang family empire that he has tried his best to maintain has irreparably declined. If he wants to prosper, the only way to go is to defend the idiot King Yan and ascend the throne.

(End of this chapter)