Chapter 687: Zhang

Zhang Xing's face stiffened, and he spoke in a deep voice, "Gu Lun's entry into my Zhang's Mansion will definitely not be hidden from the eyes of people with a heart, if he dies in my Zhang's Mansion, I am afraid it will make the situation of my Zhang's Mansion even worse." Zhang, you're too impulsive in this matter!"

"Uncle thinks that the situation of my Zhang family can be worse now? If His Majesty did not have the evidence, he would not have made such a heavy hand. Now that Your Majesty has the proof, why should we continue to cover our ears and steal the bell. If Gu Lun is allowed to leave and fall into the hands of political enemies to attack my Zhang family, even if His Majesty is willing to settle the matter and not punish my Zhang family too severely, if the evidence is conclusive, I am afraid that it will not be able to cover up. In this case, it is naturally the best choice to remove this hidden danger cleanly. ”

Zhang Tang was calm and spoke slowly.

"Well, now that they've all been killed, there's no need to continue the discussion. Zhang Long spoke in a low voice, and Zhang Xing and Zhang Tang were silent at the same time, and they were in awe of this Zhang family master.

"Since my father will let Gu Lun go, I must have gotten enough important news from him, so please tell me, how did Zhang Lin die?" Zhang Tang lowered his head slightly, and a murderous flash flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Zhang Long was slightly silent before he nodded, "If there is no accident, Zhang Lin's death should be related to Xiao Chen, the envoy of the Rong State. But at this moment, you have been grounded by Your Majesty, and my Zhang family is also on the cusp, and there can be no other actions. Even if you have something in mind, you must not be at this time. You know what I mean?"

"Xiao Chen. Zhang Tang groaned, he had already memorized this name in his heart, and at this moment he heard the words and saluted respectfully, "Father, don't worry, Zhang Tang knows how to do it, please rest assured." ”

Zhang Tang retired. ”

Yuluo turned to leave, walked to the door and suddenly stopped, and slowly spoke, "This time, my aunt is a little too much. Although my Zhang family has today's status because of my aunt, the Zhang family is not dependent on my aunt. If there is such a decision in the future, please be cautious with my father, and don't pull my Zhang family into the abyss of no return... In addition, I want to get rid of His Majesty's ban as soon as possible, maybe Zhang Lin is not valued by my father and aunt, but he is my half-brother after all, and I will not let him die in vain. ”

Flicking his sleeves and opening the door, Zhang Tang strode away with his head held high, a trace of deep pain flashing in the depths of his eyes.

's mother is a maidservant girl of the Zhang family, and the occasional night of happiness led to the birth of two brothers, Zhang Tang and Zhang Lin. When they were young, the two brothers depended on their mother for their lives, and in that small courtyard, they were bullied by everyone. Because their mother was not favored, the two brothers were not valued by their father. On that rainy night, my mother wept blood and died. Although everyone said that his mother died of depression, Zhang Yu knew that his mother was killed by someone, and the reason was only because Zhang Lin was bullied, and when his mother reached out to stop him, he accidentally pushed the son of his father's favorite concubine. It wasn't until the family's internal test that Zhang Tang and Zhang Lin showed their super cultivation talents, and they gradually emerged and had today's status. Although the favorite concubine and her son were killed by Zhang Lin, he had a grudge against Zhang Lin in his heart. Because in Zhang Tang's view, if there was no Zhang Lin's willful and reckless behavior, it would not have led to the death of his mother. Perhaps because of the guilt in his heart, Zhang Lin's heart became gloomy and ruthless, which made him dislike. So over the years, he has been quite cold to this younger brother.

But no matter what, Zhang Lin is his younger brother and the closest person in the world. Thinking about their childhood, the two of them were in that small courtyard, surrounded by their mother's knees, listening to her tell stories one by one...

Zhang Tang raised his head and suppressed the sourness in his heart.

"Zhang Lin, I will avenge you. ”

A low moan resounded in his heart, echoing for a long time.

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Ministry of Rites.

The Great Yan Dynasty was in a prosperous period, and the officials ruled the Qingming Dynasty, although there was still a phenomenon of deducting cards and taking cards that could not be cured at all, but no one dared to make up their minds on the envoys of the subject countries. Otherwise, once it is pierced and falls into His Majesty's ears, it will naturally be difficult to escape the catastrophe.

After Xiao Chen followed the monks of the Ministry of Rites into the compound, he was placed in a flower hall by courtesy, and there was a row of bungalows not far away, and many monks of the Ministry of Rites hurriedly interspersed in and out of each room, most of them looked hurried and their faces were solemn. This is the place where the Ministry of Rites counts the tributary gifts of the vassal countries, because if they are to be delivered to the Yan Emperor, they must be careful and carefully checked before they can be customized for Jin Ce and sent to the palace. Once enacted, it cannot be amended.

"The tributary rite is in duplicate, please give one of the gift slips and the tributary gift to the lower officials, and after the review, please also ask the envoy to confirm. The brown-robed monk arched his hand and spoke, his expression respectful.

Xiao Chen was already clear about the tributary process, and at this moment, he nodded, and the aura in his hand flashed slightly, and he took out a purple jade jade slip and a storage ring, "The gift list and the tribute gifts are all here." ”

The brown-robed monk took it with both hands, "Don't wait for your lordship." Yuluo turned and hurried away, into the row of bungalows. Suddenly, more than a dozen officials of the Ministry of Rites were drawn out and began to check the tribute gifts of the Rong State.

Xiao Chen leaned back in his chair, and his maidservant offered tea and delicate pastries, and bowed and retreated. There must be no surprise in the review of tributary gifts, and it takes a lot of time to be cautious, so naturally we can't let the envoys of various countries wither.

After the tributary rite is reviewed, the mission can temporarily recuperate in the thistle capital for a period of time. When it is the time of the great court meeting, Emperor Yan will issue an edict announcing that the envoys of various countries will enter the palace and hold a grand banquet.

But before this, maybe Chengcheng has been summoned into the palace by Emperor Yan... Xiao Chen sighed slightly in his heart, if Chengcheng chose to leave that day, although he would take a great risk, Xiao Chen would also send her out of the mission and get rid of her current fate.

But Chengcheng chose to refuse, her reason was very good, and she didn't want to involve Xiao Chen, because she had already dragged him down a lot.

And sending Chengcheng away, whether this is good for her or harmful to her, Xiao Chen is not sure. Once the matter is revealed, not only will he have to bear the monstrous anger of Emperor Yan, but Chengcheng will also be unable to escape the hunt.

Therefore, after weighing it, Xiao Chen finally chose to recognize Chengcheng's decision.

Maybe she is right, entering the Yan Palace, with the importance that the Yan Emperor attaches to her, she may not be able to achieve a noble position. Maybe one day she will forget her current suffering and find her own happiness in the Yan Palace.

Xiao Chen shook his head slightly, suppressing the waves in his heart.

After entering the Thistle Capital, the matter is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed, even so, there is no need to continue to think deeply. He can also be regarded as fulfilling his promise and will deliver Chengcheng to Jidu safely, what will be his fate in the future, he still can't grasp himself, how can he interfere with others.

Everything depends on her own creation.

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The pilgrimage palace, the blue and white realm, the garden is full of blue and white flowers, the fragrance of the flowers is brilliant, and the fragrance of flowers is light and faint lingering at the end of the nose. The stretching sea of flowers, with no end in sight, churns in the wind, giving birth to layers of falling waves.

The delicate and elegant courtyard is scattered in a sea of flowers, connected by gravel paths, which seems to be chaotic, but it is also interesting.

On the small wooden building, Chengcheng sat on the platform in front of the window, holding his knees with his hands, and looked at the sea of cyan flowers slightly.

The breeze blew, messing up her hair.

The woman waved her hand slightly, and the servant girl who was serving by her side bowed at the same time, took two steps back respectfully, and turned to leave. In the entire small building, only she and the girl were left.

Picking up the boiled potion, the woman said gently, "Madam, it's time for you to take the medicine." ”

Chengcheng nodded, stretched out his hand to take the medicine bowl, lowered his head and took a sip, his brows furrowed slightly, and said in a low voice: "Aunt Yun, this medicine is so bitter." ”

The woman was slightly silent, "I have put the elixir in the medicinal juice according to the taste of the young lady, and now the bitter may not be the medicinal juice, but the young lady's heart." ”