Ming Dynasty: At the beginning, the house was ransacked and the ancestral temple was burned down.

Chapter 6 You are looking for death!
  The door of the Zhang Family Ancestral Hall was finally knocked open.

The moment he opened the door, heavy rain poured down from the sky, and the firefighters who came to put out the fire were embarrassed outside the door, which seemed a bit redundant.

There are more people who went to borrow ladders. The door of the ancestral hall has been broken open, and they have not borrowed them back yet.

Dog bites dog after all, Zhang Cheng and Ren Yangxin ended up in a very embarrassing situation.

The tie on Zhang Cheng's hat was torn off by Ren Yangxin, and a corner of the patch on Ren Yangxin's green robe was also torn off by Zhang Cheng.

The two were inseparable from each other. If Qiu Li hadn't become furious, they would have had a hearty competition in the pouring rain.

"Report, seven died and twenty-five are still alive." Jin Yiwei reported the situation.

"Who are the dead people?" Qiu Li asked hurriedly.

"They are all slaves in the palace." The Jin Yiwei seemed to have remembered something, and added: "By the way, one of them cut his wrists and committed suicide. The blood flowed all over the floor."

After hearing that it was not the master of the Zhang family who died, everyone was finally relieved. No one cared about the slave who cut his own pulse and committed suicide.

"Hurry and feed porridge and water to those who are still alive. If they want to die and refuse to eat, then feed them! In short, no more deaths can be allowed!" Qiu Li gave the order.

Facts have proved that Qiu Li's worries were unnecessary. No one in the Zhang family who was still alive wanted to die. Not only did they actively eat cooperatively, they even gobbled them up.

"Didn't you rush to self-immolate earlier? Now you feel sorry for your life!"

Seeing the Zhang family members devouring their food like hungry ghosts, Qiu Li sneered coldly, while Zhang Cheng and others on the side also let out low, mocking laughter.

Something happened in the backyard. Qiu Li had no intention of staying here. He was going to the torture room in the middle courtyard. He wanted to interrogate the person himself!
  But just as Qiu Li was about to leave, a small figure among the Zhang family group inexplicably attracted his attention.

It was a boy who was only five or six years old. He was born with a beautiful face. What attracted Qiu Li was not that the child was good-looking, but that the child's behavior was really weird.

The boy's eyes were always calm, so calm that there was no wave, and he looked very calm and calm among a group of panicked Zhang family members.

Qiu Li always felt that this was not the look a child should have.

"Who is that child?" Qiu Li asked the subordinate beside him.

The subordinate looked over and saw two children of similar age where Qiu Li was looking. He replied: "Sir, the one who didn't speak is Zhang Jingxiu's son Zhang Chonghui, and the other one seems to be..."

"Is Zhang Jingxiu's son not dead?" Qiu Li didn't care who the other child was. He only remembered that someone had come to report that Zhang Jingxiu's son was dying.

"Somehow, he didn't die." The subordinate replied.

"The eldest member of the Zhang family has a good life." Qiu Li frowned slightly. He had no time to care about this now.

Yu Shenxing's arrival has already caused him a lot of trouble. If this continues, the situation will only become more and more unfavorable to him.

The top priority is to personally find out where the Zhang family's stolen money went.

Qiu Li didn't believe that the Zhang family only had these properties, he didn't believe it!

The rain was still falling, and at the same time, it was under the eaves on the other side.

Zhang Chonghui has recovered a lot of strength after drinking three full bowls of white porridge.

In fact, Jin Yiwei's quota for each Zhang family member was only one bowl of white porridge, and the two extra bowls Zhang Chonghui drank were saved little by little and reserved for him.

Because he is now the only "lone seedling" in the Zhang family's big house, the whole family has pinned their hopes on him.

Zhang Chonghui did not refuse the good intentions of these family members. The matter was serious and serious, and now was not the time to be polite. He must live well. Only by living can the Zhang family have hope. The most important thing is that he will have a lot of work to do next.

"Nephew, that old man seems to have been staring at me. Does he want to drag me to torture?" Zhang Jingxiu pulled Zhang Chonghui's sleeve and asked in a panic.

Following Zhang Jingxiu's gaze, Zhang Chonghui saw a white-haired old man in a red official robe looking at him among the crowd not far away.

"Who is he?" Zhang Chonghui asked casually.

"He looks so fierce, he must have killed his eldest brother, wuwu..." Zhang Jingxiu answered the question incorrectly. When he thought of his eldest brother who died tragically, he couldn't help but want to cry.

After all, Zhang Juzheng was already quite old when Zhang Jingxiu was born, and his health was not good, so Zhang Jingxiu was almost always raised as a son by his eldest brother Zhang Jingxiu.

"Uuuuuuuah, my miserable big brother..."

When Zhang Jingxiu cried like this, other Zhang family members were also aroused. After eating, they had some strength to cry and started sobbing one after another.

Zhang Jingxiu's wife, Mrs. Gao, cried the most sadly, and the wives of the second and third wives also knew that their husbands were about to die the same fate as Zhang Jingxiu. Thinking of this, the three sisters-in-law hugged each other tightly, all whining and crying until they were out of breath.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Husband, what will happen to me and the child if you leave..."

"Uuuuuu, Erlang, my miserable Erlang..."

"..."

This should be a sad scene, but the scene of a beautiful woman with her hair disheveled and tears streaming down her face has a different charm in the eyes of some people.

The officials who came to raid the house were all men, and there were not many men who could stop Cao's thieves from getting up. Not to mention that these women were all beautiful ladies with a noble background. They were in their twenties, the most charming age.

As for food and sex, many lustful people were dumbfounded by this scene. They were busy checking property and blaming others before they realized that there was such a beauty hidden in the backyard ancestral hall.

Beauties are also beautiful and touching, but now is not the time to do fancy things. Even if they really want to get these beauties, it will have to be after checking the Zhang family.

Only when the amount of stolen money seized is large enough, will His Majesty the Emperor be furious!
  As long as the emperor is angry at Long Yan, not only will the dead people's affairs be written off, but the fate of these Zhang family women will also become exiled or sold into slavery.

They have all been exiled and sold into slavery, which is no different from death. By then, these delicate little ladies will not be chosen at will by them.

Thinking of this, many people present were excited. Their goal was clearer than when they arrived, which was to make the Zhang family beyond redemption!
  The most excited person was Ren Yangxin. In fact, he had already fallen in love with Zhang Jingxiu's daughter-in-law Gao. Although this little lady had already given birth to a child, her charm was even more beautiful, and it was so beautiful that it touched his heart.

In order to please Gao in advance, he also specifically told the officials who were searching her not to offend her.

Seeing the delicate and crying beauty, Ren Yangxin's bladder tightened. He didn't care about the torn patch on his chest at first, so he quickly covered the torn corner with his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he adjusted his posture, straightened his chest, and walked towards Gao and others with slightly exaggerated steps like a bird seeking mate.

Just when he walked to Mrs. Gao and wanted to reach out to help the beauty up, a figure jumped out and stood in the middle.

It was a little boy whose facial features were somewhat similar to those of Mr. Gao. Ren Yangxin guessed that the child was the son of Mr. Gao and Zhang Jingxiu.

He was a little surprised. Didn't someone come to report that the child was dead?
  Ren Yangxin didn't think much about it. He bent down and pretended to be a kind elder, preparing to send the child away first.

"Good boy, let's go and play. Uncle has something to say..."

"Nonsence!"

"Hey...you little bastard, how dare you spit on my face? You are looking for death!"

(End of this chapter)