Chapter 169: Despair
"This is a request for merit proposed by the state, and when the Gu family's property is counted, it will be sent to the Zhongshu Gate."
Sitting on the wide chair at home, Zheng Xian's tone actually carried a faint sympathy, and sighed: "With thousands of family fortunes to do merit, then Gu Wu, an official body is nine out of ten......"
Gu Pingzhong put down the paperwork in his hand, and a thin layer of sweat was already oozing from his forehead and face.
He's not stupid.
Zheng Xian told him to come over tonight near curfew. If he had two unrealistic illusions at the beginning, they have long since disappeared.
When he arrived here, he listened to Zheng Xian tell in detail how Gu Wu escaped from Dingyao Mountain, and how to climb Chen Hao and Yang Kui in the future, and also showed himself the merits, and that attitude was unprecedentedly gentle.
Since this boss on the bar, he has never had such a good face.
"You seem to have a son at home?"
Zheng Xian held the teacup in his left hand and the teacup lid in his right hand, as if he asked casually.
Gu Pingzhong's heart was "sudden", like a thunderbolt, shocking him from his scalp to the tip of his tongue.
His feet went limp, and he fell to his knees, exclaiming, "Oshi! The villain still has five hundred gold in Lingzhou City! I just ask the priest to raise his noble hand! Give the villain a ......"
He was only halfway through his words when his mouth was tightly covered by a pair of big hands - it turned out that the two Yazhong officers who were still standing quietly on the side had already stepped forward at some point, one covering his mouth, and the other twisting his hand, and holding him backhanded.
Gu Pingzhong couldn't stop screaming "whining" in his mouth, using his hands and feet at the same time, struggling desperately, his eyes and tears flowed together, and a pair of legs and feet that had grown fat were even kicking around. However, it was the extremely burly poor men in the Yazhong who captured him, pinching him like catching a weak chicken, and he didn't even let go.
Zheng Xian sighed, stood up, took out a handkerchief, squatted down, wiped Gu Pingzhong's tears carefully, and sighed: "Go decently, don't make everyone ugly......
Gu Pingzhong let out a whining in his throat, his face turned red, the tears in his eyes flowed down like no money, his eyes stared out, and his face was very hideous.
"Don't worry, it's not a vain death, the official will leave you a piece of incense."
Throwing the handkerchief with snot, eye feces and tears on the ground, Zheng Xian was just about to stand up, but suddenly smelled a smell of urine from below.
He looked down, but saw that on the floor under Gu Pingzhong's crotch, a stream of water was winding outward, reflecting the light under the bright light of the candle.
Covering his mouth and nose in disgust, Zheng Xian hurriedly waved his right hand, signaling the two cronies to quickly drag this person out and dispose of it.
When the people left, he rang the bell and called his subordinates to come and clean up the mess on the ground.
"Sure enough, the merchant is despicable and rude, and when he dies, he should not be decent......"
He slapped his nose and walked straight out.
Taking advantage of the fact that the sky is not completely dark, hurry to the yazhong and sort out all the documents in the archives library.
Tonight, one night, tomorrow day, it should be able to clean up almost completely.
While thinking about it, Zheng Xian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Gu Pingzhong is dead, everything is easy to say, if you push the blame on his head, then Gu Wu's revenge will be avenged, and he will not be held accountable in the future.
It's a pity that the Gu family's industry ......
However, if you have money, you must also have a life to spend, and a lot of the rest of the places to make money, unnecessary risks, it is better not to take them.
He had a matter on his mind, but Gu Pingzhong, who was dragged out, was suffocated by his neck, his face was already suffocated, he was shaking desperately, his eyes were full of horror, and he looked at the two servants next to him pleadingly.
As long as he is given a chance and gives him two words, three hundred gold, even if it is three thousand gold, he can open the price without saying a word!
Zheng Xian can give them two, and he Gu Pingzhong is a hundred times a thousand!
However, he was not given a chance to speak, and as soon as the hand covering his mouth and nose was released, he was pressed into the water by the lead of the people.
The water was cold and piercing, pouring into his nose and mouth.
Gu Pingzhong couldn't even breathe, his throat gurgled in his throat, except for despair, there was only fear of death left, and the moment before he passed out, a trace of thought flashed in his mind-
Obviously, it should be Gu Wu's house who died, obviously he should be sitting in the hall at this moment, waiting for the little nephew to give him a gift of daughter-in-law tea, and he can also smile at the property that Gu Qingluan earned!
What went wrong!?
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In the west courtyard, a couple of people who Gu Pingzhong was still thinking about before he died were sitting quietly at the table reading and writing.
Hearing that there was a second watch outside, Qiu Yue walked up to Ji Qingling lightly and pulled her sleeve.
Ji Qingling came to her senses at this time, she listened to the drum for a while, and knew that it was not early at this time, so she put down the pen.
The probe looked at the side, Gu Yanzhang was halfway through an article, concentrating and calming, the pen did not stop, and it seemed that Wen Si was just right.
Ji Qingling herself often writes articles, so she naturally knows that as long as her tone is interrupted at this time, it will be difficult to continue as good as before in the future, so she didn't say anything, just got up quietly, and walked out of the study with Qiu Yue.
Back in the room to wash and wash, it took a lot of time, Qiu Yue was beside Ji Qingling to help dry Ji Qingling's hair with a dry handkerchief, and said while drying it in a drying basket: "I really want the young master to come back this time, so don't leave." ”
Ji Qingling half-leaned on the couch in the cubicle, tilted her head to wipe her hair, and asked with a smile: "What is this saying?" ”
Qiu Yue's tone was full of the taste of stewardship, and said: "On weekdays, the young master is not at home, and the girl sleeps so late every day. ”
Ji Qingling wanted to laugh, but she was so sleepy that she felt a little lighter.
The fifth brother is at home, and she does have a much more normal schedule.
In fact, a person is also very good, it is easy to meditate at night reading and writing, if the fifth brother was here a while ago, he was stared at early and late like these two days, and he had to run every day to practice martial arts, and it is estimated that more than ten books will not be sorted out in another month.
However, the fifth brother is at home, so it is naturally better, and when the two of them are in one place, their hearts must be a little more stable.
Rao is Qiuyue is hands and feet are fast, and when she dries her hair, she combs it smoothly again, and everything is cleaned up, and it is almost the third watch.
She tied the belt for Ji Qingling, raised her eyes to look at it, and said with a smile: "The girl grows so fast, the undershirt made before May or June is now a little short." ”
While speaking, she opened the way in front of her and led Ji Qingling back to the inner compartment of the bedroom, but she didn't want to see Qiu Shuang standing by the door.
"It's clear that I'm on duty today, but you're stealing my job!" Qiu Yue quipped with a smile.
Qiu Shuang looked strange and glanced at the room.
Qiu Yue looked up and saw that the bed in the inner compartment should only be stacked with futons, but now there was a person lying on it, the other party's eyes were burning, and a pair of eyes were fixed on his side.