As the convulsions became more and more intense, Tan Zhisong's breathing became rapid. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He desperately wanted to breathe, but there was less and less air that could enter his mouth and nose, and he had to open his mouth wide to get enough air. However, his lips and cheeks began to stiffen, and he could not even breathe.

The feeling of suffocation was very painful, especially at this time, his whole body could not move, and his brain became more sober, and this experience of facing death made people even more desperate.

Tan Zhisong's convulsions began to slow down, not because his strength had subsided, but because the stiffness of his muscles had become heavier and heavier, almost like a stone. The air he inhaled was now outrageous, his pupils were bloodshot and his throat was bursting with a "ho-ho" sound.

Fang Hong silently counted the time, it was about half a cup of tea, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and with a flick of it, a drop of turquoise liquid flew out and fell to Tan Zhisong's acupoint.

A strong and pungent smell immediately dispersed, and with the spread of this smell, Tan Zhisong's mouth and nose were like a bottle mouth being opened, and the surrounding air poured into it surgingly.

And his whole person was suddenly relaxed, and his originally stiff muscles began to soften. Tan Zhisong lay there weakly, and the feeling of having just walked through life and death was really desperate and painful.

"Let's be honest now. Fang Hong chuckled lightly and sat down casually on the side. In many cases, such a small method that cannot be put on the table is much easier and more interesting than a dignified duel.

Tan Zhisong nodded vigorously, the feeling just now was too terrible, he really thought that he would be suffocated to death. What kind of poison did this Lin family disciple use, and it would have such an effect.

"I just temporarily detoxified you, and every year after that, you will have to go to the Lin family to ask for medicine, otherwise you will wait to die. Fang Hong stretched out his hand to put away the porcelain vase, and Tan Zhisong's face was like ashes, and he had to take medicine every year, which was equivalent to having a rope hanging around his neck all the time, and if he was not careful, he would be strangled to death.

"You know what to do, right? If the Lin family still has something, then exchange your little life...... Also, I don't want the news of my coming here today to get out, so you can do it yourself. Fang Hong saw that Tan Zhisong was honest, so he mentioned it again. After saying that, he got up and walked out the door.

"By the way, my grandfather has now arrived in the flower hall, you have to hurry up, if my grandfather is wronged by you, you will also die. After going out, Fang Hong seemed to remember something, and turned his head and said.

Tan Zhisong took a deep breath, only to feel that a sullen breath was surging in his heart, aggrieved, it was too aggrieved! He couldn't wait to smash it with a punch now. But he didn't dare, he knew that the consequence of smashing it with a punch was that his little life would be over.

He lay on the bed for a short while, his whole body limp, without the slightest strength. When he thought that his life was in the hands of outsiders from now on, he felt as if a stone had been blocked in his heart.

"Flower Hall, I have to hurry to the Flower Hall!" He suddenly remembered what Fang Hong had just explained, and got up from the bed as soon as he could, not even bothering to tidy up his clothes, so he hurriedly ran in the direction of the Flower Hall.

Generally, the backyards of the yamen in places like these are for the chief officials and their families. The original two political envoys did not live here, after all, both of them were political envoys, and they were originally rivals.

But since Tan Jitang became governor, he moved to the backyard of the political envoy. It's not that he can't afford a yard, but he has a yamen to live in, so he doesn't need to spend this extra money.

However, the Ming Dynasty has always had the tradition of officials not repairing the government, although this backyard is not small, but it has long been tattered, and many places have been damaged, and they can live here.

The same is true of the flower hall in this backyard, there are still some traces of worms and beetles on some beams, the room is very large, with two rows of tables and chairs, Lin Jingyuan is holding a wooden staff in his hand, and he is pacing anxiously, while Lin Xianyue and Lin Xianhai are standing not far away, and their faces are a little unsightly.

"Old Man Lin, I've kept you waiting. Tan Jitang walked in slowly, although his tone was honorific, but judging from his expression, his mood was not very good.

"Lord Futai. Lin Jingyuan bowed his head and saluted Tan Jitang, Tan Jitang nodded, and sat down on the main seat, and did not invite the three of them to sit down, which seemed extremely unpolite.

"What is the matter with the three of you? I'm busy with business, so if you don't have anything important, please come back." Although he already knew the intentions of a few people, Tan Jitang pretended not to know, and had the intention to beat them.

"Today's grandson was reckless for a while, offended the son of Futai, and hoped that Futai could forgive his sins. Lin Jingyuan looked at Tan Jitang and said in a deep voice, even bending his waist slightly.

Lin Xianyue and the others looked at it with a sour heart, the old father rarely opened his mouth to ask for help, this time he really put his posture very low. I only hope that Tan Jitang will not be aggressive, even if it is acceptable for the Lin family to pay some price.

"Old man Lin, what about your grandson? I want to meet and see what kind of character will make my son like this. Tan Jitang sneered and said loudly.

"I will already order the unscrupulous juniors to reflect at home. Lin Jingyuan bent his waist lower, he didn't dare to bring Fang Hong, Tan Jitang's father and son must have hated him so much that they brought him into the wolf's den.

"Hahaha, what a reflection at home, it's really clean. Could it be that my son was beaten by you like this?" Tan Jitang laughed angrily, it seems that the Lin family has no sincerity at all, is it possible that as soon as he says two words, he will have to settle his old suspicions with them? How can there be such a good thing.

"Lord Futai, this is the title deed of my Lin family, a total of 5,000 acres of fertile land, and thirteen yards. Lin Jingyuan seemed to have anticipated Tan Jitang's plan a long time ago, took out a thick stack of papers from his arms, and put it on the table.

Seeing this stack of papers, Tan Jitang's eyelids couldn't help jumping, although his official position was far above the Lin family, but when it came to wealth, it was far inferior to the Lin family. The Lin family has been operating in Taiyuan for a hundred years, and the family background is very rich.

Of course, these 5,000 acres of fertile land and these mansions have almost hollowed out about fifty percent of the Lin family's wealth. A family like the Lin family actually has very little money, and if they have money, they will use it to buy fields.

Because in the eyes of the gentry, the land was the safest and could be passed on to future generations.