When Zhang Qingming heard this, he was so angry that he reached out to slap the table, and almost broke his wrist.

The sharp pain in his wrist made Zhang Qingming regret that he had slapped the table so hard just now.

But Zhang Qingming was really angry. Chu Huaiyuan is so shameless. The yamen is busy right now. Chu Huaiyuan is at home, but he is doing dirty things!

In any case, he was also a ninth-level official of the imperial court. If it is passed on, where will the yamen go?

Chu Huaiyuan did such a shameless thing, which made Zhang Qingming want to fire him immediately.

However, when Zhang Qingming rubbed his wrists, he realized a problem.

Today, Chu Huaiyuan's status is different from the past.

Chu Huaiyuan's daughter Chu Xintian is the future young grandmother of the Lu family. Chu Huaiyuan's son, Chu Yuan, was also Marshal Zhao's personal bodyguard.

As the saying goes, if you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, Zhang Qingming wants to investigate Chu Huaiyuan and treat him for the crime of laziness. But he didn't want to offend the Lu family, because he was the future father-in-law of Lu's eldest son.

However, when he thought of the yamen in the county who worked overtime every day, he was already very tired, and Chu Huaiyuan was at home alone with four women, and Zhang Qingming was also very angry.

Of course, Zhang Qingming didn't know the situation inside the Chu family. He didn't know what Chu Xintian and her younger brother Chu Yuan had towards her father, so although he was angry, he was still afraid of the Lu family and the Zhao family, so he could only swallow his anger.

In the next few days, Zhang Qingming was even more breathless, because he sent two more people to talk to Chu Huaiyuan. Chu Huaiyuan's attitude seemed very arrogant. He said he was unwell. He wanted to take a long vacation with Zhang Qingming and recuperate at home.

According to the facts, it should be Chu Huaiyuan who went to the yamen to tell Zhang Qingming in person, but now he actually summoned a small yamen. He didn't pay attention to Zhang Qingming at all, through the report of the little servant!

Zhang Qingming clearly knew that Chu Huaiyuan was not sick at all. He wanted to live happily at home and keep his position in the yamen. He felt that he couldn't do anything to him with this county order, because he was influenced by the Lu family.

Can Zhang Qingming not be angry? The internal injuries made him almost breathless!

But the yamen can't stop, not because Chu Huai is far away. He had to deal with all sorts of things.

More than half a month has passed, and Chu Huaiyuan still hasn't shown up.

It is said that he had a good time at home and soon turned his home into a brothel.

On the day of the payment, Chu Huaiyuan did not come to the yamen to receive the salary.

Probably he can't look down on the three or five taels of silver anymore.

A head catcher of a yamen has not been on duty for half a month. Not to mention that Zhang Qingming has opinions, the other people in the yamen are not happy.

Zhang Qingming had to deal with the affairs of the yamen and pacify his subordinates. He was also becoming more and more anxious.

Last night, Zhang Qingming's wife said in his ear that she wanted him to be promoted and get rich early. It is better to leave this small county town and go to the provincial capital or capital to be an official than to die here.

Zhang Qingming was very unhappy about what happened in the yamen. His head grew bigger when his wife nagged him. He put on his clothes, left the bedroom, and lay down in the study.

As soon as the lamp was blown, I suddenly felt a cold wind blowing.

Zhang Qingming thought that he hadn't closed the door properly, so he stepped on the ground and looked for shoes to close the door. He looked up and saw a dark figure standing in the doorway.

Zhang Qingming's heart was shaken. His legs went limp, leaning against the limp.

Are there any assassins?

But Zhang Qingming thinks that he is just a small seventh-level sesame official. He usually doesn't offend anyone. How could an assassin kill him?

Just as he was thinking, a dark shadow outside the door had already entered.

Through the moonlight shining in through the window, Zhang Qingming could see clearly that the person in front of him was a tall man, with a black face, and a piece of cloth.

Seeing the strong man walking towards him step by step, Zhang Qingming plucked up his courage and asked in a trembling voice: "Zhuang... Who are you, strong man? What do you want me to do? I am Shimizu Yamen. I don't have any money......"