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After Duan Ren's father and son were arrested and put in prison, Tang Zhou hurried over.

After seeing the two of them, Tang Zhou shook his head slightly, and continued: "Your Duan family is not short of wealth, why do you want to dance with those robbers on Fengmen Mountain?" ”

Duan Zhong didn't know about his father's escape, so he thought that his father was affected by his disadvantage, so when Tang Zhou asked, he raised his head slightly and said: "All this is my own idea, it has nothing to do with my father and our Duan family, you let my father go, I am willing to surrender to the law." ”

Duan Zhong suddenly said this, which made Duan Ren's heart on the side suddenly ache, when he knew that the matter was revealed, he had already given up on his son, but what he didn't expect was that his son would think about himself in this situation.

He couldn't help but shout: "Zhong'er......"

"Dad, one person does things and one person does it, I won't affect you, nor will I affect the Duan family."

It was Duan Zhong who went to kill people last night, he had no way to exonerate himself, but he felt that he could still save his father.

Seeing the two of them like this, Tang Zhou showed a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Actually, the official didn't come to force a confession, and now that the evidence is conclusive, what else is the official forcing to confess?" ”

Speaking of this, Tang Zhou tightened his clothes and said: "I'm just curious why some people are not satisfied, obviously they are already very rich, but they are still greedy, since you don't want to say it, then forget it, you father and son are here to catch up." ”

After Tang Zhou finished speaking, he turned around and left, not stopping for a moment, but at this time, Duan Ren's father and son in the prison were dumbfounded, they didn't understand what Tang Zhou's trip to the prison meant, was it just curiosity?

The wind and snow outside kept stopping, and the inside of the prison was so cold that it seemed that even the bones were frozen, Duan Ren's father and son glanced at each other, and finally could only sigh helplessly, things like them that want to sacrifice one person to save others are not useful here in Tang Zhou at all.

Tang Zhou got out of prison, sighed and shook his head, as if he really didn't understand that the Duan family's father and son were already very rich, why did they collude with the people on Fengmen Mountain?

Tang Zhou walked like this, and went directly into Yu Bingzhong's office, when he saw Yu Bingzhong, Yu Bingzhong was reading a book, since his son's incident, Yu Bingzhong didn't care much about the affairs of the government, and he usually read books when he had nothing to do.

And he found that since he started reading, his mentality has improved a lot.

"I heard that the little marquis caught the murderer who killed Tan Jian, congratulations, congratulations."

Although Yu Bingzhong said congratulations, but people couldn't see a little happy for others, Tang Zhou smiled and said: "Lord Yu, now that the Fengmenshan case has ended, it's time for you to write a letter to the imperial court." ”

He Tang Zhou just came to Luoyang City to destroy the bandits on the Fengmen Mountain, this is a good thing, he Tang Zhou was still a little deliberately suppressed when he was in Chang'an City, not to let himself be too high-profile, but in this Luoyang City, he has merits, if he doesn't report, he really feels a little uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Yu Bingzhong said: "This official has already submitted the transfer to Lingnan, and the affairs of Luoyang City are still in charge of the little marquis." ”

The implication is that Yu Bingzhong doesn't like to do anything like writing a song to praise Tang Zhou.

"But isn't this imperial court appointment still down yet, you are still the assassin of Luoyang City, if I write it, it will be a bit overstepping, and it will make people think that I Tang Zhou's princess sells melons and boasts about herself, so you should write it."

After speaking, Tang Zhou shrugged, turned around and left, and as soon as Tang Zhou left, Yu Bingzhong suddenly dropped the book in his hand in anger.

"Rampant, this shaft is really getting more and more rampant, damn, really hateful......"

Yu Bingzhong scolded a few words, but after scolding, he still took out a pen and paper to write a recital, but the more he wrote, the more angry he became, and as he wrote, he thought of Li Yuanyu, the king of Luoyang, who was going to leave Luoyang City, but Li Yuanyu, the king of Luoyang, would not leave, and looking at the previous events, Li Yuanyu, the king of Luoyang, seemed to hate Tang Zhou very much, and he felt that he could take advantage of this matter.

Thinking of this, he destroyed all the previous writing, and then wrote a new one, so that after he finished writing, he read it three times in a row, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that what he wrote was pleasing to the eye, and then he couldn't help but laugh.

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Tang Zhou didn't know how Yu Bingzhong wrote the chapter, in his opinion, Yu Bingzhong should have truthfully reported the destruction of Fengmen Mountain, like those stubborn robbers in Fengmen Mountain, if it weren't for his Tang Zhou's wit and cleverness, with these people in Luoyang City, how could they be destroyed?

As for the dispatch of troops by Li Yuanyu, the king of Luoyang, Shi Wanwan and others, that was something they had to do, if they hadn't played some tricks themselves, I was afraid that they wouldn't have a single hair.

Tang Zhou thought about it and left the mansion, the carriage was walking the streets of Luoyang City, the snow did not stop, and it had accumulated a very thick layer, even if Tang Zhou was sitting in the carriage, he was shivering from the cold.

The carriage was moving very slowly, but after walking for a while, it suddenly stopped.

Then Tang Zhou heard a burst of prayers around the carriage, Tang Zhou lifted the curtain, and saw a group of ragged people with their arms folded and begging with their hands outstretched.

The snow was bitterly cold, and there were few other people on the streets, and when these people saw the carriage, they naturally came up to beg.

"Okay, have mercy on me, I haven't eaten for a day."

"Uncle, give me money and let me buy a hot steamed bun for my son......"

There were about seven or eight beggars, all of them yellow and thin, and one woman even had a one-year-old child in her arms, whose hair was covered with snowflakes, her cheeks were red from cold, and her eyes were half-squinted.

Xia Fan, who helped Tang Zhou drive the carriage, saw these people, his heart softened, he glanced at Tang Zhou, and said, "Little Hou Ye, they ...... It's pathetic. ”

Xia Fan was also a hard-working child before, if he hadn't met Tang Zhou, his fate might be similar to these people.

Tang Zhou looked at these people, thought of what Lin Qingsu said that night, and then made a decision and had an idea in his heart.

"Xia Fan, take these people to Cuiming Building, let Song Xiaoyu arrange a place for them to live, provide them with food, let them use the carriage, and Benhou will return to the mansion alone."

As soon as Xia Fan heard Tang Zhou's words, he knew that Tang Zhou was going to take care of these people, and he was overjoyed in his heart, and he responded again and again, and at this time, those begging people saw this, and suddenly knelt down for Tang Zhou: "Good people, good people......"

Tang Zhou waved his hand slightly and said, "I am the driver of Luoyang City, and I am your parent official, but now I can't let you survive the cold winter safely, what kind of good person am I?" You go to Cuiming Building first, and the official will give you an explanation later. ”

After speaking, Tang Zhou turned around and walked towards the Thorn History Mansion in the wind and snow, and at this moment, he really regarded himself as an official, an official who wanted to do something for the people from the bottom of his heart.