"Father!"

With a flutter, Chen Dacheng landed on his legs and knelt on the ground fiercely, his forty-year-old face was full of pleading, looking at Chen Zanzhong in despair.

"Grandpa!"

Several sons and daughters of the Chen family also knelt down, begging in the same voice.

The main branch of the Chen family in Qiantang is here, if you follow Shen Guangzuo's path, the reputation of the Chen family may stink in the Donglin Party, and it may be dragged down by Mao Jue to the defeat, but if you don't agree, you don't need to do anything, and the Chen family will perish tonight.

Whether to die in the future or now, whether starvation is a small matter or a big loss of moderation, this is a question.

The old face trembled, Chen Zanzhong's wrinkled forehead, beads of sweat flowed down the gully to both sides, his beard trembled, and the yellowed old eyes were also beating slightly, either looking at the nephew who was kneeling on the ground, or falling on Shen Guangzuo's face, for three or four minutes, his old face just now snorted abruptly.

"You sons of law! These thieves!"

Chen Dacheng's face was full of excitement, and he hurriedly jumped up, spreading out the rice paper himself, and shouting eagerly.

"Third child, don't come soon, study ink for grandpa!"

The Chen family is busy, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and it is clear that it will be served in less than a minute, starvation is not a small matter after all, and the loss of temperament is not so big! It is worthy of being a perennial royal history to make a small report, lamenting that Chen Zanzhong danced with a brush for a few minutes, and a dense whistleblower letter was freshly baked, looking at his own seal on the table, Chen Zanzhong was still a little hesitant, but Chen Dacheng didn't care about those, and opened the seal box without making an opinion, and stamped Chen Zanzhong's private seal on it.

This is the literati's vote, a letter, enough to decide the life and death of a family! Chen Zanzhong resisted the impulse, and in his gaze without snatching, Shen Guangzuo took it with satisfaction, quickly looked at it a few times, and then turned his head and nodded at Mao Jue.

This matter is not only his own family, once he rebels, he Mao Jue can also run to the Wa Kingdom, occupy the mountain as the king, the Shen family has no place to go, the old guy probably does not dare to joke with the guy who eats his children and grandchildren, he dried the ink, sealed the envelope, and Mao Jue solemnly handed the letter to Mao Li.

"Eight hundred miles is urgent, and the secret letters from several mansions will be sent to Jingshi together! Take the sea route!"

"Wait, this letter won't be sent to Jingshi!"

This kung fu, Shen Guangzuo interrupted Mao Jue again, stroked his beard and thought about it, and the old guy said with a wink.

"Isn't your father old with Jiang Jing, the lieutenant of Nanjing? This letter was handed over to him, selling him a favor to please Shoufu, he was close to Jiangnan, and he was fast, killing two birds with one stone! ”

It's really called the old fritter of officialdom, Shen Guangzuo said a word, Mao Jue obeyed, and waved his hand according to the gourd painting.

"Do as the old man says, and send it to the eunuch of Nanjing!"

"The last general obeys!" As soon as the letter was sent, it was equivalent to the Chen family being completely dragged into the water, although the solution was tortuous, but in the end, even Chen Zanzhong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, regardless of whether it was his own family or not, in the house area of this family, several courtyards of Wu Mansion, Zhao Mansion, and Song Mansion were crackling, and hundreds of heads of each family were still in their yards, and the Chen family survived this night.

Just like Qian Qianyi, who is cold and cold, there is nothing left when he dies, and it is true to be alive!

But after relaxing for a while, the atmosphere became awkward, what is Mao Jue called? Neither is the uncle, neither is the robber, the son-in-law who almost beat the old man to death, Chen Dacheng didn't dare to come up and talk, just in the dreak, Mao Jue simply hugged his fist.

"A few adults continue to be busy, and the general still has some military affairs to deal with, so I won't accompany them much!"

The East China Sea Wokou are the Pandora's box opened by Mao Jue himself, and by now, it is uncontrollable, but this does not mean that it is left alone, some faces, Mao Jue still has to be killed, and those who should be killed still have to be killed, so that a large group of ronins can be in awe of themselves.

But before he turned around to leave, Shen Guangzuo actually stood up with a smile and grabbed him.

"Don't be busy! Mao Jialang, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, since the family matter has been decided, it happens that today is an auspicious day, so it is better to visit the church and get married! ”

"Now?"

Not only Mao Jue, Chen Zanzhong, Chen Dacheng, and several Chen family nephews all stared at each other, and the most shocking thing for Mao Jue was that after a while, Chen Zanzhong actually nodded approvingly.

"That's very good, Steward Chen, go and prepare the auditorium for the eldest lady immediately!"

…………

The sooner he marries the Chen family and pulls the Chen family on the blacklist of the Zhujiu clan, the sooner Shen Guangzuo is at ease, and for Chen Zanzhong, he is still obsessed with the fact that starvation is small and the loss of festival is big, his granddaughter did not take care of it, and such a scandal came out, the sooner she was married to the Mao family, the sooner she could wash away this stain, and the old guy with a spiritual cleanliness habit couldn't wait, so this extremely simple and daring wedding kicked off.

It's too late to adopt the question, Mao Jue doesn't even have a house to settle down in, these are all saved, just hang red silk in the front hall and back house of Chen's house, even if it is her mother-in-law's house, Chen Zanzhong's official sedan chair has also been contributed, wrapped with red satin, it is a happy sedan chair.

There is even a smell of snatching relatives, I don't like this Chen Jiaoer, Mao Jue deliberately tortured her, deliberately didn't let people untie her, and the warehouse didn't even have time to change her clothes and dress up, so she put on a set of red silk shawls directly on the outside of the wet skirt soaked in pond water, and forced her into the sedan chair, followed by Mao Jue, who had a big red flower tied on her chest, and carried it to the front hall.

The air is still filled with the smell of burnt and blood, the house that was set ablaze by the Japanese invaders even shone into the main hall of the Chen family across the street, the firelight illuminated the whole house, with a cold face, Chen Zanzhong and the smiling Shen Guangzuo sat side by side on the big circle chair, as an old man, Chen Dacheng didn't even have a place to sit, he could only stand aside with an embarrassed smile and no matchmaker to carry it, the sedan chair stopped at the door of the hall, opened the curtain casually, dragged Chen Jiaoer's clothes, Mao Jue walked in directly with a cold face.

"When the newcomer enters the church, he worships heaven and earth!"

The housekeeper of the Chen family who shouted didn't know if he was too frightened tonight, and his voice was weak. However, looking at the disturbances outside the door, Mao Jue couldn't help but sigh

Regardless of his previous life, he still became the son of this absurd governor of Dongjiang, he always had a romantic reverie about the candles in the cave room, but he really didn't expect that the first candle night in the cave room in his life was actually held on this bloody night full of swords, standing here, he could vaguely see Song Yi, the scholar, lying in a pool of blood weakly, and hanging a red silk satin around his neck to act as a guest, and he didn't know which Chen Mansion had his head pumped.

Subconsciously, Mao Jue skimmed to his side again, although this Chen Jiaoer made him disdainful, but it was true that he was worried about the problem of a crooked nose and big buckteeth, Chen Jiaoer is a standard Jiangnan official lady, although she is shorter in height, but she is also born with white and tender skin, good facial features, willow leaves, eyebrows, and apricot eyes, and is a Peugeot Jiangnan person.

The red silk wedding dress is tulle, and it can be seen through the gap that her slender arms are wrapped like thick hemp rope snakes, to eliminate this stain, the Chen family was merciless when they were tied, and they were all strangled into the flesh one by one, especially the small hands that were folded together and hung behind their backs, which had been tied and turned blue.

Until now, her clothes had not dried, and the green water in the pond had piled up a small puddle on the ground with her tied arms, slender black hair, and the placket of her clothes.

With a red hijab on her face, Mao Jue couldn't see this woman's expression clearly, but after all, she was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old little girl, and she was still a high school student at this time, Mao Jue could obviously feel that her whole body was trembling and trembling, I don't know if it was the pain caused by the rope, the coldness of the pool water, or fear.

Maybe it's all three, right?

All kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind, grabbing the rope behind Chen Jiaoer, Mao Jue knelt out neatly with the sound of singing, kowtowing to the sky. Such a torture-like bondage, Chen Jiaoer, the young lady, obviously has not experienced it, and after kowtowing, she struggled twice and didn't stand up, but Mao Jue still dragged her rope to her.

"Respect your parents, worship the high hall twice!"

In the shouting that seemed to be about to die at any time, Mao Jue took Chen Jiao'er and bowed down again, looking at the red hijab in front of him, Shen Guangzuo still looked like an ordinary little old man smiling, but Chen Zanzhong's face was complicated, angry, angry at this granddaughter who corrupted the family style and almost destroyed the entire Chen family, why didn't she die early, but after all, she was a grandfather, she went to Liaodong, according to the complex relationship between the Chen family, the Mao family, and the Wu family, not to mention the treatment of the main room, Maybe he will be abused by Mao Jue, and the old guy showed some regret and distress.

"Family and industry are prosperous, husband and wife worship each other!"

This time Mao Jue finally let go of Chen Jiao'er, but it was obvious that she was trembling even more, kneeling on the ground with her hands behind her back, almost didn't fall down several times, Mao Jue herself was speechless, after kowtowing to the third head, she dragged the rope behind her, and pulled Chen Jiao'er, who had collapsed, up fiercely.

As for the link sent into the cave room, the most important thing is in front of Shen Guangzuo, a witness, the marriage letter was signed, and the official seals of the two people were stamped, if this Mao Jue raided the family and exterminated the clan, the Chen family would not be able to escape, put that thing into his arms, and dragged Chen Jiaoer like a slave, maintaining the last demeanor, Mao Jue bowed deeply.

"Son-in-law retires!"

"Mao Jialang go by himself! The old man still has to fight with Brother Chen for a while!"

Holding the teacup with a smile, Hangzhou celebrity Shen Guangzuo said.

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Tonight's debt is almost over, the Iron Righteous Army is so well-trained, the soldiers holding the cold light and shining bayonets disappeared in the time of three breaths, as if they had never been there, and the empty courtyard made the frightened Chen family feel unreal, as if they had experienced a nightmare.

The heads of those dead ghosts in the garden were also taken away, and people died like lights going out, Mao Jue didn't disdain to learn from Wu Zixu and do those whipping corpses, these were taken out of the city for a while, and they were burned when they found a place.

However, there are still some things left, such as the pig cage on the edge of the pond, and the bulging dirt bag under the peach blossom tree, the Wu family's family method is to bury it alive, and I don't know how many people have been buried in a hundred years, but when it is his turn, this Wu Dagongzi is still a little uncomfortable, and the bandits put the bound Chen Jiaoer directly on the horse's back, and when passing by the dirt bag, Mao Jue can clearly hear the sound of beating inside.

A sneer hooked up at the corner of Mao Jue's mouth, the whip swung out, and he slapped the war horse's ass fiercely.

"Drive!"

(End of chapter)