win the hairpin

Chapter 412 The Loser

It was after Mrs. Zhang's coffin was buried that King Yan went home and had a meal before he realized that something was wrong.

It's already this hour, no matter whether it is successful or not, someone should come to report to him, but now there is no news.

His heart sank irretrievably, all the way down into his stomach, after thinking about it, he sent his confidant Duzhi to Jinwang Villa to check the situation.

His confidant beat his horse and left, then galloped back, drank the cool wind that filled his stomach, and felt a stomachache when he entered the door. Before he had time to go to the latrine, he first replied to King Yan's words: "I didn't see anything."

There were no carriages, no horses, not even a corpse.

Jinwang Biezhuang opened the door, and the servants inside were all busy outside - sweeping off the snow on the roof, shoveling away the snow in front of the mansion, and shoveling the snow in a wide range, from the side of the stone bridge to the foot of Taihangxing Mountain, all Cleaned up.

King Yan's eyes became dark, and he hurriedly got into the carriage and went to Zhang's house. After entering the door of Zhang's house, he suddenly regretted and wanted to leave.

How would Zhang Xutang taunt him?
But the steward of the Zhang family has already taken him to the Zhang family's study graciously. The small study room still maintains the same appearance as when Zhang Rui was there. Standing in front of the books, Zhang Xutang slowly raised his head and glanced at him: " The prince is here, please sit down."

His eyes and tone seemed to be perfunctory.

Don't start, King Yan couldn't look him in the eye. Before, he thought that his failure would be ridiculed on a large scale, but now he was scorned and ignored by Zhang Xutang.

This is more embarrassing than ridicule.

He found a chair in the small study and sat down. Wherever he looked, there were traces of neatness and order left by Zhang Rui.

However, this kind of trace is being destroyed, and Zhang Xutang's intrusion is making this place chaotic-books are taken from the bookshelf, spread out on the desk case, and thrown under the chair, and half a bowl of cold water is placed on the table. I took a bite out of every piece of the dim sum on the plate, and a plum blossom was inserted in the bottle, and Zhang Xutang pinched off the flower buds one by one, leaving only a bare old branch.

Zhang Xutang easily forbade anyone to tidy up the study, so the snacks and cold porridge made King Yan particularly glaring.

A servant brought up a cup of hot tea and put it on the small table by King Yan's hand. King Yan quickly signaled his servant to clean up the mess on the table.

The servant quickly swept away the things on the table, and left the study in a hurry, as if there was a ghost in the study, who would bite his heel.

"Things were not done well," King Yan raged, complaining about his mistakes, "Boss's manpower is too strong, our entire army was wiped out, and the corpses were cleaned up by the people in King Jin's Biezhuang. "

Zhang Xutang smiled slightly: "It's really bad news, especially the corpses of the garrison troops. If King Jin takes them away, it will bring trouble to all the garrison troops near Gyeonggi."

King Yan saw that his attitude was gentle and he didn't sneer at him, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time he was very puzzled: "Are you really not angry if you let Li Shouming and Song Huiyue go?",
Zhang Xutang rolled up a thin topographic map of mountains and rivers, went to the table and sat down, and threw the topographic map on the table: "You want me to be angry?"

King Yan shook his head immediately, and relaxed his vigilance against Zhang Xutang's gentle attitude: "No, I just let Li Shouming run away, and all the elite guards in my house are gone. I'm afraid it will be difficult to clean up in the future. Li Shouming doesn't like it." An honest man who suffers."

Zhang Xuzhang didn't change his face: "Fortunately, I still have a backup."

"Backhand? What backhand?"

Zhang Xutang didn't answer.

King Yan picked up the teacup and drank three sips of hot tea. Suddenly, a question appeared in his heart. This question made the tea bubble bigger and bigger, and finally spit it out in his mouth: "Did you already know that my person met me?" It was a trap, so you prepared a second mover to hunt down and kill Li Shouming?"

Zhang Xutang nodded: "My lord, you should have found out a long time ago. King Jin is not an idiot. How could he throw the imperial goldfish to others so easily? Isn't there no silver three hundred taels here? But you didn't find out until you were completely defeated. , I'm really sorry."

King Yan opened his mouth: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Zhang Xutang sneered: "It would be meaningless if I told you earlier. The more serious you are, the more King Jin can relax his vigilance."

"But all my people are dead!"

"It's all dead, so what does it matter?"

Yan Wang was so angry that he wanted to vomit black blood.

Zhang Xutang clearly knew that the news about King Jin was false, but he still made him happy in vain. He had made so many preparations and plans, but in the end he still made Zhang Xutang laugh at him.

He sat in the chair, his nostrils fluttering like a bull's, furious, and at the same time he felt sorry for the power he had lost.

This time, he really released all the men and horses under him.

Zhang Xutang looked coldly at King Yan getting angry, and then looked at King Yan walking out like an old cow, and laughed again with a "chick".

Guards are nothing more than human beings, they die when they die.

He just waited for Lao Wei to come back.

However, Lao Wei did not return for a long time.

It was getting dark, Zhang Zihou dressed as a little bear, waddled into the study.

The new nanny tried her best to let him get close to the second uncle. He was young and ignorant, and stepped into the threshold of the second uncle's study with one foot.

Zhang Xutang was anxiously waiting for Lao Wei. He had a lifeless look at first, but now he had something on his mind, and his face became more and more elongated into a donkey face, looking gloomy. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his eyes and took a look.

Zhang Zihou backed away in fright at this look, and fell to the ground with his buttocks, grinning and about to cry.

The nanny hurried forward to hug him, but Zhang Xutang stopped her coldly: "Let him sit, and wake up when he doesn't cry."

The nanny withdrew her hand in embarrassment, and Zhang Zihou sat on the ground, planning to cry at first, but frightened by Zhang Xuzhang's stern smile, subconsciously suppressed his tears, and stood up aggrieved.

The grandmother is not there, there are new faces everywhere in the house, and even the nanny is new. The only thing that can let the young him find some old feelings is this second uncle.

He walked in again, walked timidly beside Zhang Xutang, stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of Zhang Xutang's clothes, and whispered: "Hug..."

Because Zhang Xutang's surname was Zhang, he dragged him onto his knee without emotion.

Zhang Zihou lay motionless in his arms at first, but after a while, he twisted twice in his arms without a long memory, called Second Uncle in a coquettish voice, and acted like a baby while snuggling into Second Uncle's warm and wide embrace.

The second uncle is different from ordinary people. He didn't have any affection for his soft and delicate body and hairy head. He held him down with one hand, and suddenly thought in his messy thoughts: "This nephew is still a blank sheet of paper." , can be painted at will.”

Zhang Xutang straightened his nephew, and wondered why there was no news from Lao Wei.

According to the itinerary, King Jin and Song Huiyue had already entered Taihang Xing, and the old guard was always clean, so why hasn't he come back? Could it be that Song Huiyue didn't go here?

Or was King Jin injured and walking too slowly, the time has not yet come?
He looked at the engraved incense burnt on the desk case, the hour of Hai had passed, and it was time for King Jin to roll over.

(End of this chapter)