Chapter 7: Tearing Away the True Face

Zhu Wanqing listened, and said with emotion: "Becoming a Buddha or becoming a demon is just a thought, even if Murong Zhen killed someone at the beginning, but now he is running for the survival of tens of millions of people, the Holy Lord has taught the people to be good since he ascended the throne, if he Murong can really put down the butcher's knife, we should give people a chance to mend their ways." ”

Ling'er also felt that in fact, Murong was not bad, if he died like this, it would be a pity, and she couldn't help but shed sad tears when she thought of this.

Zhang Xiaohu glanced at the short knife in his hand, there were still undried blood stains on it, in short, he had avenged the Wang butcher's family thousands of miles away. Regardless of whether Murong Xiaosui is dead or alive, this debt is settled.

The three of them stayed for about half an hour, when the sun had risen and the avenue was in front of them.

Just as they were about to step out of the reeds, the metal clash of armor and the neighing of horses suddenly sounded in the distance.

This is Qingzhou Wei, the official army is here! Zhang Xiaohu waved his fist excitedly.

Zhu Wanqing and Ling'er's hearts that have been hanging these days have finally been put down.

"Princess, we are saved, you see, isn't the one who walks in the front the uncle." Xiaohu said with a finger in his hand.

Zhu Wanqing looked in the direction he was pointing, and sure enough, it was the familiar and slightly thin figure who rode a horse to the front.

"Let's not go out yet, and surprise him later." Zhu Wanqing played a ghost idea at the moment.

"Princess, you are so unkind, people finally moved in to save you, and you still have to scare people." Ling'er felt sorry for Zhang Hanwen.

Wait a minute!

It doesn't seem right, if they go to Hongyan Village to save people, they shouldn't go here!

Zhu Wanqing's face suddenly sank, and she signaled the two of them not to show up in a hurry, but to secretly observe them first.

When the large army came to them, Zhu Wanqing saw that the Qingzhou guard was escorting dozens of cars to the north, and he must be going to Beijing to see the formation.

The sacks on the cart were not discernible from the outside, but the ears scattered along the way indicated that they contained grain.

Of course, the most conspicuous thing is the three-car big box.

The box was pasted with the seals of the household department, the Taishi Mansion and the internal officials and supervisors in turn.

Don't ask, it must be white flowers of silver.

"See, what Murong Xiaosui said may not be false, he Lord Zhang has no money and food for disaster relief, but he is transporting silver to Beijing one by one." Ling'er glanced at Zhang Xiaohu and wanted to see what his expression was.

"That's normal, maybe it's a tax." In Zhang Xiaohu's mind, Zhang Hanwen is a person who loves the people like a son, is honest and humble, and will never do such a thing that loses his conscience.

"This disaster is so troublesome that there is still a tax to collect in the territory of Langcheng, and the emperor has already decreed that the affected counties will be exempted from paying taxes for three years, which must be money from unknown sources." Zhu Wanqing was already able to determine that Zhang Hanwen was in the same league as Murong said, and was in the same league as those corrupt officials.

Ling'er didn't care much about those things that were officials, she persuaded Zhu Wanqing to go out quickly to seek protection, after all, regardless of whether he Zhang Hanwen was a corrupt official or not, if he could follow Qingzhou Wei into Beijing, his safety would be absolutely guaranteed.

Zhu Wanqing thought for a while and decided not to show her face for the time being, after all, when she went out at this time, it was Zhang Hanwen who was the most embarrassed.

"We might as well follow Qingzhou Wei all the way, firstly, the thieves in this vicinity will definitely hide far away when they see the officers and soldiers, and we are still very safe to follow behind, and secondly, we will also find out what kind of medicine is sold in this Hanwen gourd by the way." Zhu Wanqing's arrangement is also reasonable.

After the officers and soldiers, the three of them were about to follow, but they found that there were still people behind them.

Aren't those ragged and thin-skinned people the people of Langcheng?

Zhu Wanqing was deeply shocked when she saw the scene in front of her.

I saw those people lying on the ground one after another, picking up the ears scattered along the road by the grain truck, and some of them picked up and picked them up and did not move.

The cries of children and the chanting of adults are interwoven into a sad music.

"Princess." Ling'er took out a handkerchief and handed it to Zhu Wanqing.

Zhu Wanqing's eyes were filled with tears, she couldn't figure out how the man she liked in the past few years would be so hard-hearted.

The whole truck of grain was transported in front, and batch after batch of hungry people followed, he turned a blind eye, he was indifferent!

"Zhang Hanwen, I will never have anything to do with you in this life." Zhu Wanqing's expression suddenly became resolute.

She secretly vowed in her heart that one day, she would make what she saw today public, and seek justice for the suffering people of the world.

Three days later, at the south gate of the capital, Zhang Hanwen's escort team was slowly driving into the city. At the intersection of the most prosperous Nanhua Street, the three silver carts parted ways, the northeast of the household department, the southwest of the Taishi Mansion, and the northwest of the internal officials and supervisors.

And Zhang Hanwen naturally followed the car to the Taishi's Mansion.

Zhu Wanqing and the three of them entered the city smoothly because they looked like they were rich and noble, and those victims had already been intercepted at the checkpoint more than ten miles away, and those soldiers not only gave relief, but also punched and kicked them outside.

Zhang Hanwen came to the Taishi Mansion and looked very anxious to see Yao Bingyong.

It was common for Zhu Wanqing to come to her grandfather's house, so in order not to disturb everyone, she deliberately entered the house through the side door.

In the lobby of Yao's Mansion, Zhang Hanwen looked like a dusty man before he could clean up, so he paced briskly to meet the teacher.

"Hanwen, why did you enter Beijing so quickly? It's only been a few days since this secret letter went. Yao Bingyong saw Zhang Hanwen as affectionately as his own son.

"The student has seen the teacher, and I have completed the errand that the teacher has ordered." As he spoke, Zhang Hanwen handed over an account book.

Yao Bingyong seemed to see the anxiety in his expression, so he asked, "What's the matter?" Unsettled. ”

Zhang Hanwen organized the language, and didn't know how to say it to avoid the teacher from going crazy, but it didn't work after organizing it for a long time, and finally he had no choice but to grit his teeth and tell the truth.

"Princess Lingyang...... On her way back to Beijing, she was under the jurisdiction of the lowly office...... He was robbed by a strongman and his whereabouts are still unknown. After Zhang Hanwen finished speaking, he knelt down.

......

Quiet, still quiet, Zhang Hanwen lowered his head, waiting for Yao Ge Lao's outburst.

However, the entire lobby was as silent as deathly, except for the occasional sound of books and papers rubbing against each other.

"Zhang Hanwen, tell me, in the past good years, the total tax revenue in Langcheng was only 100,000 taels, how come in the famine year, you were exempted from taxes, but you can conjure up 250,000 taels of silver?" Yao Bingyong suddenly spoke, which overwhelmed Zhang Hanwen.

"Teacher Hui, what you have in your hand is a clear account, and the students still have a dark account." Zhang Hanwen raised his head and said.

"Where's the dark account?" Yao Bingyong helped Zhang Hanwen up from the ground.

"Here." Zhang Hanwen made a gesture to the teacher.

Yao Bingyong was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help laughing: "It's worthy of being my smartest student, if those idiots have half of your qualifications, why should I still be fighting hard in this officialdom now." ”

"You have to close your dark accounts." Yao Bingyong praises and praises, and he has to be instructed well.

"Teacher, what about Princess Lingyang......" Zhang Hanwen thought to himself, it's your granddaughter, why don't you ignore it.

Yao Bingyong stroked his beard and said, "I will send someone to find it, you don't have to blame yourself." Now is the critical moment, it depends on who can't hold his breath first, and I won't move if the enemy doesn't move. ”

Zhang Hanwen was speechless when he saw that Yao Bingyong's three sentences were inseparable from the power struggle, and he was not at ease about the princess's affairs.

"Teacher, can I borrow Qingzhou Wei to go back to Langcheng to rescue the princess?" Zhang Hanwen took the initiative to ask for help.

"No, I just asked the court to promote you to the right servant of the household department the day before yesterday, and you will stay in Beijing immediately for appointment, at such a critical moment, you should stay by my side." Yao Bingyong was very curious about how this guy was so interested in Zhu Wanqing.

Zhang Hanwen can be regarded as doing his best, for these people who fight on the battlefield of power all day long, a human life may not matter at all, even if it is a relative.

And all of this was seen by Zhu Wanqing, who was hiding behind the screen.