Zhao Yang was stunned, "Dad, does the Zhang family know what happened back then?" No way? Knowing that they can endure for so long? And their home shouldn't be able to make any climate. Could it be the Gu family? ”

Zhao Youwei was silent.

Zhao Yang thought for a while and said: "But we are just robbing the restaurant business with the Gu family, and we can't rob it, so we were miserable by them, how can we ......?"

Zhao Youwei said: "It shouldn't be the Gu family." ”

Zhao Yang slammed the ground, "Then it can only be Lord An?" When did we offend him, and it was worth it for him to clean us up before leaving? ”

Who knows, at this moment, a voice sounded coolly from outside the cell door.

"It's the county magistrate who is the one who is the one who preserves you."

The father and son of the Zhao family were stunned, and they saw Zhang Minghuang standing outside the prison door in filial piety clothes, looking at them with a sneer.

As soon as the ladies and children of the Zhao family saw him, they all cried and stretched out their hands from the prison.

"Childe, help! We have wronged you......"

"Water, water...... Please, give me some water......"

"Childe, please have mercy on us and give us something to eat!"

Zhao Youwei's face darkened, and he shouted: "Shut up for me!" ”

However, everyone is dying of thirst and starvation, and the family is usually selfish and selfish, who will listen to him?

The woman and the child wept bitterly, trying to arouse a little compassion from the man outside the prison door.

However, Zhang Minghuang looked at them begging and crying with an indifferent face, but his eyes seemed to see through them that his family members ten years ago were also so helpless, miserable, and sad, but no one saved them!

Zhao Youwei looked around, but didn't see anyone else, so he had to talk to Zhang Minghuang: "Zhang Gongzi came to see our Zhao family's jokes?" Although your family was wronged back then, let my Zhao family pick up the benefits, but your family's downfall has nothing to do with Zhao. ”

"Hehe," Zhang Minghuang came back to his senses and smiled sarcastically, "is it?" ”

Zhao Youwei said: "That's right, Zhang Gongzi, don't wronged a good person." ”

Zhang Minghuang ignored what he said, took out ingots candles and paper money from the basket he was carrying, squatted down and began to light candles, and then inserted them on the ground at the door of the cell.

The people of the Zhao family were stunned, and the crying gradually became smaller.

When Zhang Minghuang lit the incense, Zhao Youwei said angrily: "Zhang Gongzi, what do you mean? Zhao's family is not dead yet! Are you cursing us? ”

"Heh," Zhang Minghuang raised his eyes and glanced at him, "You are too self-exalted, how can I burn money for you when you die?" I am here to pay my respects to my family who died here 10 years ago, and today is my grandfather's memorial day. ”

What, his grandfather died here?

When the Zhao family heard this, they were all so terrified that they even forgot to cry.

Zhang Minghuang lit the incense and looked at a certain place in the prison, and the Zhao family immediately avoided in fright and vacated a bed made of straw.

He looked at the bed and said sadly: "Grandpa, Zhang Minghuang, an unfilial descendant, can finally avenge you and our family today!" ”

When Zhao Youwei heard this, he felt a sigh in his heart.

Zhang Minghuang knelt down and bowed three more times, and continued: "Grandpa, you are under the Nine Springs, you can rest in peace!" ”

After inserting incense, he burned the paper money.

The Zhao family all looked at him in silence, and a concubine who was very close to Zhao Youwei asked him timidly: "Master, his grandfather's death should not have anything to do with you, right?" ”

"Smack-"

Zhao Youwei slapped the little concubine away with a backhand slap, and said angrily: "What nonsense? It has nothing to do with our family! ”