Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 263 The Liang Family
The Luo family has [-] soldiers in the royal city, and there are three congenitals sitting in the town. Such a gesture is clearly a gesture of occupying the royal city forcefully.

According to Luo Qingyun's suggestion, the Luo family should deal with the Liang family, Feng family, and Xu family with a strong attitude. Only in this way can they deter the three families and truly control the royal city.

The Luo family had this idea, and the Liang family, Feng family, and Xu family might not have it. The clay figurines were still angry, and the posture of the Luo family made them feel the crisis.

Since that day, there have been constant confrontations in Wangcheng privately, and killings have occurred from time to time.

Most of the planning and contingency measures were taken by Luo Qingyun, while Zhao Ji hid behind the scenes and didn't intervene much.

However, the reaction of the three families was also very fierce, with the strong against the strong, with the tip of the needle against the wheat, there was no intention of compromise.

The two sides had a quarrel, and it was the ordinary people in the city who suffered. I don't know how many innocent people were injured and suffered innocent disasters.

This is because Luo Qingyun listened to Zhao Ji's persuasion, and was more restrained, not too unscrupulous, otherwise, the ordinary people in the royal city would be even more unlucky.

One day after two months of fighting between the Luo family, the Liang family, the Feng family, and the Xu family, at dusk, when the rays of the setting sun dyed the sky red, a white-haired man came to a small door on one side of the Liang mansion. Cloth towel people.

Generally, in the mansion of a rich family, besides the main entrance, there will be several side entrances. The door that the man in the white cloth towel goes to is a door that the Liang family seldom uses. There is only an old man guarding the door.

"Bang bang!"

The man in the white cloth towel knocked hard on the door, and the sound of the knocker slamming on the wooden door could be heard far away in this quiet alleyway.

Opening the wooden door, the old man who was watching the door stretched out his head. When he saw the man dressed in a white cloth scarf, his face immediately showed a bit of guard, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you, and what are you doing in Liang's residence?"

"Hi old man, I want to see your master."

The man in the white cloth towel said politely, with a very low voice.

Because the white cloth covered most of his face, from the perspective of the old gatekeeper, only a small part of the man's face was seen, which was pale in the gloom, unlike walking under the blue sky and white sun.

This kind of feeling made the old man's impression much worse, and he immediately said perfunctorily: "Our Patriarch has a lot of things to do every day, how can we have time to see you, you should go."

The answer of the old man at the door should be expected by the man in the white cloth scarf. His expression did not change at all. He took out a golden object from his pocket, stuffed it in the old man's hand, and took out a letter. I begged: "Please do me a favor, old man. I have a letter here, please give it to the owner of your family. I believe he will definitely meet me."

The golden thing that the man in the white cloth towel took out was a gold ingot, such a big one, no less than five taels, which is a huge sum of money for ordinary people.

Five taels of gold ingots are really quite a lot, just handing over a letter, if it is someone else, maybe they dare not accept it, because they have no way to hand it over to Liang Zhan, maybe they can agree to it, just pretend That's fine too.

"Well, I'll help you once, but I can't control if the Patriarch sees you or not."

The old janitor stuffed the gold ingot into his pocket, took the letter from the man in the white cloth scarf, and said calmly.

Looking at the re-closed wooden door in front of him, the man felt uneasy, not sure that the Patriarch of the Liang family would meet him after reading the letter, or he was not sure that the letter would reach Liang Zhan's hands.

After waiting in this anxiety for a long time, the man in the white cloth towel was about to be disappointed. With a bang, the wooden door in front of him opened again.

"Old man, how are you?"

Seeing the old man again, Bai Bujin asked eagerly.

"Okay, the Patriarch has already agreed, come in with me."

In Bai Bujin's restless expectation, the old janitor gave him a surprising answer.

"Really, old man, the Patriarch really agreed to see me."

The voice of the white cloth towel man was a little unsteady.

"Really, come with me."

The old gatekeeper turned around and made way for a small gap.

One in front and one in the back, the old gatekeeper was in front, and the man in the white cloth scarf was behind, and the two hurried through the Liang mansion, towards the middle of the mansion.

The Liang Mansion is big enough, and the defense is very tight, not to mention the ten-step-one post, five-step-one post, pedestrians coming and going, and the guards hiding in the dark are also very tight.

Walking in such a tightly guarded Liang Mansion, it was strange to go to a confidential place in the middle of the mansion, and no one stopped him along the way.

Seeing this situation, the white cloth towel man felt strange, but at the same time, he also had some thoughts. The old man's status in the Liang family should not be low.

Before arriving at an antique wooden building in the center of the Liang Mansion, the old janitor asked the man in the white cloth to wait there first, and went in to report by himself.

After going in for a while, the old man at the door came out again and said to the man in the white cloth scarf, "The master let you in."

"Thank you for your help, old man."

The man in the white cloth towel hurriedly thanked him.

Walking into the wooden house, there was only one person in a very spacious and empty place, and only a middle-aged man was sitting at the top of the wooden house.

There was only one person in his eyes, but the man in the white cloth was keenly aware that there seemed to be some hidden aura in some hidden places in the room.

Thinking about it, how could such a dignified figure as the Patriarch of the Liang family not be on guard against an inexplicable stranger.

"Little Lin San, I have met Patriarch Liang."

Seeing Liang Zhan, the man in the white cloth towel hurriedly paid respects.

Liang Zhan sat on the chair with a gloomy face, like a cloud on a rainy day. During the whole process of Lin San's entry, he kept looking at him with extremely sharp eyes.

After Lin San visited the shrine, he waited for a long time, but couldn't wait for Liang Zhan's response. When he was feeling uneasy, Liang Zhan finally spoke.

"What you said in your heart is true, how did my son die, do you really know?"

His face was cloudy and uncertain for a long time, his sharp eyes wandered up and down on Lin San, and when Liang Zhan opened his mouth, it was as if a thunderous wrath was brewing.

"If you lie to me, you should know the result."

"Patriarch Liang, what I said in the letter is all true. If there is a lie, I will let you deal with it."

Lin San said with certainty, and almost patted his chest to promise.

It can be seen that Liang Zhan's state is a little unstable, his breath is fluctuating, and there is a great coercion, which makes Lin San's face quite pale, but despite the coercion, he does not show any signs of fear.

"Okay then, get up and speak slowly."

Maybe it was Lin San's guarantee that worked, or maybe it was because he was eager to know the cause of his son's death, Liang Zhan's expression eased a lot, and he said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)