"The Supervision Yuan broke into the garden like this today, and it was naturally Mr. Zhou for the sake of the land. Ming Qingda glanced at his elderly mother and said in a harmonious voice: "Look...... Do you want to?"

Old Taijun Ming glanced at him coldly, knowing what he meant by saving the land, Steward Zhou is the chief housekeeper of the Ming family, and he is also the master of the Junshan Huidi Tent, this person is too important, if the Supervision Yuan searches out, many insiders of the Junshan Huidi will be mastered by Fan Xian, and thus indirectly controlled by the emperor.

Whether it is from Mingyuan for self-protection, or for the safety of Junshan, Steward Zhou will undoubtedly die, but the problem is...... Old Taijun Ming sighed softly and said: "You don't know, this Mr. Zhoudi is sent to our house by the eldest princess, and we can't make a decision to kill or not." ”

"I'm going to find the back soon. Ming Qingda said expressionlessly, but a sneer flashed in his heart.

That kind of hierarchical organization, how could it be that a wealthy merchant clan like the Ming family should be involved? Sure enough, now it is a tiger riding a tiger, and it is impossible to get rid of it if you want to. He has always had a deep prejudice against the old lady and the eldest princess being tied so tightly, and he avoided that Junshan Society.

Old Taijun Ming slowly closed his eyes and said, "Don't worry." Mr. Zhou's safety should be fine. The old woman frowned suddenly, and said hesitantly: "There is a matter that I still can't understand, why is Lord Qincha so sure that Mr. Zhou is still hiding in the Ming Garden? If he can't find it, how can he explain it to the people of the world?"

Ming Qingda sighed in his heart. There was the same look of doubt on his face.

Old Taijun Ming thought about it, was a little tired, shook her head weakly, and her gray hair looked so old.

"I'm tired. The old woman said in disgust, "Don't let those dogs from the prison disturb my rest." ”

"Don't worry, Mother. Ming Qingda walked to her side, put his hands on her shoulders, as if he was about to help her up, and said in a harmonious voice: "In the future, no one will disturb your rest." ”

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Mrs. Ming looked back in amazement. Then I saw the fleeting guilt, fear, and hideousness in my own son's eyes.

Then her mouth was covered, and a leather rope was tied to her throat.

Old Taijun wanted to scream, but he couldn't scream, his hands were grabbed by his own son, and he could only kick his feet hard, and his feet were bouncing and crackling.

The old woman's eyes flashed with infinite horror and resentment. stared at the big girl ring not far from him.

She doesn't know how many cronies she has in the house, but at this time she is not by her side, and she doesn't know where she died.

The big girl glanced at Old Taijun Ming and slowly turned around.

The leather rope at the throat became tighter and tighter, and Old Taijun Ming couldn't breathe. There was a burning pain in her chest, and her eyes began to blur, knowing that all the people had betrayed her, but compared with the betrayal, the strong and deep remorse and hatred were even more difficult to suppress, accompanied by her old tears and saliva on her lips.

"You have to be ruthless. ”

"To achieve great things, of course, you need victims. ”

All the words rang out again in that instant, and the ringing in her ears before she died struck the old woman's heart.

Her eyes bulged out, staring at the ground in front of her...... Biological son.

Ming Qingda lowered his head stiffly. Grabbing her hands, she didn't say a word.

Maybe a long time has passed. Maybe it was just a short moment, the old woman sitting on the Taishi chair, the old lady who had secretly influenced and controlled Jiangnan for more than ten years, made a muffled sound in her chest, her body suddenly weakened, her feet drooped weakly under the chair, and there was no movement.

When you're old, it's time to rest.

The Supervision Yuan's search of the Ming Garden was not going well, although no one dared to stop him, but Deng Ziyue had already felt the anger in the eyes of the people in the Ming Garden. And those guards and thugs who are secretly staring at themselves may draw their weapons and rush up at any time.

Soujia naturally has no gentle means. Rummaging through boxes and cabinets all the way, shouting and scolding all the way, and entering the boudoir all the way, this appearance is indeed a bit of a vicious wolf, and it also stimulates the hostility of everyone in Mingyuan.

However, Deng Ziyue was not worried, Fan Tisi let him enter the garden, and he must be sure.

Sure enough, although the people in the Ming Garden looked at them with disgust and hatred, no one dared to stop them. It's just that...... Mingyuan is too big, and after searching for a long time, only half of the area has been searched, and the slightest whereabouts of Steward Zhou can not be found at all.

"I'm going to search the back garden. Deng Ziyue said to Ming Lanshi, the young master of the Ming family, who had been by his side.

"No!" Ming Lanshi stared at his eyes and scolded bitterly: "What do you want to do? Do you think that our Ming family is really so humiliating?"

There are women living in the back garden, how to search well, Ming Lanshi took advantage of the topic to play, and angrily scolded the officials of the Supervision Yuan. Deng Ziyue kept his face calm, and refused to back down a step, he held the official document issued by Fan Xian himself, which was stamped with the seal of Qincha, and he had enough reasons to search.

Of course, it can't be in the name of the Supervision Yuan, but only in the name of Xingjiangnan Road Qinchadi.

You must know that the Supervision Yuan cannot interfere in the government affairs of the party, especially the civil judgment without authorization, today's play, playing with the land is a trick to sell dog meat on the head of a sheep, which can be regarded as a soldier borrowed by Fan Xian.

The two sides confronted each other at the gate of the back garden, and the guards in the Ming Garden had endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help it anymore, the swear words came out again and again, and the angry scolding continued, and under the emotion, the thugs and private soldiers who should have been hidden on the side also appeared, and surrounded all the nearly forty officials of the Supervision Yuan.

Deng Ziyue's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Young Master Ming, what is this to continue searching."

Or are you ready to resist the decree?"

Chin Cha Xing Road. It represents the will of the Son of Heaven, who dares to resist a little?

Ming Lanshi's face was blue and white for a while, he clenched his teeth tightly, pretending to be humiliated and embarrassed, and after a while, he yelled angrily: "Search! This god has eyes! I don't believe that your Supervision Yuan is bullying people, and there will be no retribution in the future!"

Deng Ziyue didn't pay attention to so much, holding the handle of the Pu knife in his hand, and walked into the back garden.

I didn't expect to be able to take ten steps. Then a person came out, and I saw that although the person was wearing a Yahuan costume, he was also an important person in the Ming Garden. This girl was full of white faces, her eyes were blank, and she rushed towards everyone like she had seen a ghost, and shouted indistinctly as she rushed back: "Dead! dead...... Dead!"

Dead?

Deng Ziyue was shocked. Sensing some kind of ominous omen, he frowned and stopped the maid, shouting, "What's wrong?"

Yahuandi's face revealed the temperament of everyone who had been raised on weekdays, but at this time it seemed to be too frightened, and it was all sad. I trembled for a long time, and I couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, but I kept trembling in front of Deng Ziyue, if it wasn't for Deng Ziyue grabbing her arm without avoiding suspicion, I was afraid that she would have already softened.

The people in the supervision institute don't know this girl, but the people in the Ming family know the identity of this girl, and they know that she is the big girl ring of the old lady of the Ming Dynasty, one of the henchmen, at this time, the people of the six houses are all around here, and they see her like this. I couldn't help but be startled, thinking what the hell was going on?

Ming Lanshi hurriedly snatched the big girl ring from Deng Ziyue's hand. He grabbed her by the collar and said, "What's wrong? Who died?"

Deng Ziyue looked at it coldly from the side, and a hint of color flashed in his eyes.

The big girl was pinched twice by the young master, and finally came to her senses, grinning, but she didn't have time to say anything, and first cried miserably: "Wow...... Not...... Young master, old lady...... Old lady her. ”

"What's wrong with the old lady?"

"Old lady...... She's gone!" Da Yahuan struggled to finish saying this, her head tilted, and she fainted in Minglan Shidi's arms.

Ming Lan stone is like being struck by lightning. Standing on the spot, for a moment I didn't believe my ears at all.

And the children of the six houses of the Ming family around them looked at each other. His eyes widened, his mouth wide open, stunned like countless toads, as if he didn't know what kind of shocked expression he had to use to express his inner feelings at this time!

The old lady went?

The old lady is gone!

In the garden as silent as death, I don't know how long it took, suddenly the first cry broke out, and then, the cry followed, like a grand chorus, crying and scolding one after another, and many people were shocked and sat down, and couldn't stand up.

The entire Ming Garden was completely shrouded in shock and grief and anger.

In addition to the fourth master of Ming in the dungeon of Suzhou Mansion, the old man followed the old lady's side, and at this time there were four landlords in the field, these four men cried and howled bitterly, pulled out the stupid body of Ming Lanshi, lifted the robe in front of him and rushed to the back garden.

At this time, no one cared about the rules of the back garden that could not trespass, no one needed to shout, and with the crying moving like a cloud, hundreds of people in the Ming Garden rushed to the back garden crying.

At this time, the officials of the Supervision Yuan in the middle of the field looked at each other, becoming the most embarrassed part of the people, Deng Ziyue's eyes shrank, he felt the crisis, and he was ordered to come to search the garden today, but he never thought that it would become such a situation in the end!

Although it was not clear at this time how Ming Lao Taijun died, the more Deng Zi knew, the more wonderful and coincidental the other party died, it was so clever that the Supervision Yuan could not take responsibility.

And at that moment before, he saw Minglan Shidi's expression in his spare eyes, which made him have some doubts in his heart.

The news of the death of Ming Lao Taijun shocked the people up and down in the Ming Garden, and those guards rushed out, rushed to the side of the people in the Supervision Yuan, and surrounded them, holding weapons and crossbow arrows in their hands, and their eyes flashed with hatred.

Deng Ziyue frowned slightly, knowing that if a measure was not appropriate at this time, that would be the end of the two sides, but before he came, Lord Tisi explained it clearly, and the matter was ...... It shouldn't go on like this.

He immediately made a decision and commanded these subordinate officials to enter the back garden. Anyway, at this time, Mingyuan is in turmoil, and no one can take care of them, and those Mingyuan private soldiers who are monitoring them with weapons are impossible to do it immediately when Ming Lao Taijun is dying.

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Walking into the back garden for a long time, following the crying to find it, outside a quiet courtyard, Deng Ziyue looked at the kneeling people. I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, and when I swept my eyes, I saw that in the tall hall, under the thick beam, there was a person tied under a long white scarf.

An old woman.

The old woman had her hands hanging by her side, her feet on tiptoe, and the breeze was gentle with the spring. Floating in the air, the sight looks as eerie as it gets.

Especially the eyes that have been refusing to close their eyes protruding outward, and the pupils of their eyes are covered with bloodshot that they earned when they were dying, and they are full of resentment and unwillingness to look outside.

I happened to look at the officials of the Supervision Yuan outside the hospital.

Deng Ziyue was shocked by the gazes of these two dead men, and hurriedly twisted his neck. Send an order to go, let the subordinates be on strict alert, and be ready to break out at any time.

The courtyard was full of crying, and the descendants of one knelt and wept blood, kowtowing endlessly.

Old Taijun Ming is dead, this account Mingyuan will definitely be recorded on the supervision courtyard, at such a moment of excitement, no one knows what will happen.

It's just that the way out of the rear has long been blocked by the private soldiers of Mingyuan and full of hatred. How difficult it is to kill the generals.

It's not too late. The forehead has been knocked out

The blood came to Ming Qingda and the Sifangdi brothers to untie the body of the old lady from the beam. The contemporary master of the Ming family suppressed his grief and arranged for the future, so he led the four brothers out of the courtyard.

No one dared to speak, but all the people in the courtyard stared at the people outside the courtyard with that kind of eye.

Deng Ziyue has never found that so many people want to eat their own meat in his life, and the eyes of the Ming family have already shown this kind of resentment.

He knew that he couldn't retreat at this time, and once he retreated, it would be passed out, which would bring great risks to the Supervision Yuan, and the old lady would die. The people of the Supervision Yuan quit in panic, what is it that they are not thieves?

So he sank his face. narrowed his eyes and said: "Old Taijun Ming colluded with Dongyi and committed suicide in fear of crime...... The post-mortem is postponed, pending the investigation of the cause of death and then the treatment. ”

From the perspective of the Supervision Yuan, he must be extremely tough at this time, but for the Ming family, the ancestor has just died, and he will be accused of committing suicide by the Supervision Yuan, and no one can bear it.

Ming Liuye likes wrestling drama the most, he is born in the five big and three coarse, and he is also a rough temperament, plus he is the youngest son of the Ming family, he has always been the most loved by the old Taijun, and he has the deepest feelings for the old Taijun. Today, when my mother was suddenly mourned, I was sad and angry, when I heard Deng Ziyue's words, I turned around and grabbed a chair and smashed it!

Deng Ziyue lifted the knife, blocked the chair, and clicked.

Ming Liuye's eyes were red, his facial muscles were distorted, and he howled: "Come on, beat me to death this group of unconscionable dogs!"

Mingjiadi guards are waiting for this sentence, in the past six months, they have been oppressed by the Supervision Yuan and are about to be out of breath, no matter how they turn around and seek everything, they can't protect themselves, today even the old lady is forced to death, looking at these officials of the Supervision Yuan in the field, it is like looking at the vicious dogs that broke into their doors, and they are afraid that they will not be ruthless, everyone shouted, rushed up with weapons, crackling and beating!

From the moment he learned of the death of Ming Lao Taijun, Deng Ziyue knew that things were going to make a big fuss, so his subordinates were ready to fight, so although the battle was sudden, he was not caught off guard, and the people everywhere formed a small defensive circle, and pulled out the sword on his waist to fight.

For a while, I only heard the whirring wind, only saw the sword light and sword shadow, and occasionally screamed, accompanied by the scared screams of those Ming family girls, Mingyuan is not lively today.

There are many people in Mingyuan, and there are also a few masters among the private soldiers, and as soon as they look at their faces, many people in the Supervision Yuan are injured, and blood seems to be splashed without money.

But although the four places are not the strong yamen of the Supervision Yuan, but after all, they are also professionally trained personnel, although some people were injured, but immediately there were people from the inner circle to pick up, and they barely maintained the imperial defense circle, and successfully repelled the first wave of the Ming family's private soldiers.

But...... How long can it last? Sixth Master Ming was already about to go crazy at this time, shouting desperately. There was a soft snap.

Ming Liuye received a slap in the face. He looked back in amazement, only to see his eldest brother's sad but more angry face.

Ming Qingda lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want the whole clan to accompany you to death?"

Without waiting for Ming Liuye to reply, Ming Qingda calmed his face and shouted, "Stop it!"

The voice was not very loud, so many people didn't hear it, Ming Qingda's pale face showed a hint of excitement, and he raised his voice and shouted, "Do you want to rebel?"

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After all, he is the nominal contemporary master of the Ming family, especially after the death of the old lady of the Ming family. The word nominal can also be removed. So Ming Qingda gave an order, and all the thugs in Mingyuan stopped and retreated.

The crowd moved out of the way, and Ming Qingda walked coldly along the passage until he came to the front of everyone in the Supervision Yuan.

The master of the Ming family looked at Deng Ziyue coldly like a vicious dog waiting to die.

Deng Ziyue did not show weakness, and said with a sneer: "Old man Ming." Hello greeting...... Are you really preparing for a rebellion?"

Ming Qingda's eyes were a little desolate, with a little disdain, but he never spoke, how could the Ming family deal with it at this time? Kill the forty officials of the Supervision Yuan in front of him? Then there is no need to wait for Kyoto to come to the decree, and sit on the ground in Suzhou City. And that Governor Xue can transfer troops to destroy Mingyuan at any time.

But...... The other party forced his mother to death!

All these doubts and painful psychological struggles surfaced on Ming Qingda's face, and they all fell in the eyes of the people of the Ming family and the officials of the Supervision Yuan.

"Big brother!" Ming Sixth Master rushed to Ming Qingdadi's side crying, and said, "My mother was forced to die, we can't let these dogs get out alive." ”

In fact, after the people in Ming Yuan gradually calmed down, they seemed to be able to understand the sadness and struggle in Master Ming's heart, and Ming Sixth Master was no exception, but the mother and son were deeply in love, so how could he endure this breath?

"The humiliation and pain you inflicted on me are ......" Ming Qingda's lips trembled slightly, and his face turned pale. Staring at Deng Ziyue's eyes, he said, "My Ming family will definitely pay back tenfold...... As for today, you kneel down and kowtow to the old lady to ask for your guilt. I will let you out of the garden. ”

Ming Liuye didn't believe his ears a little, and said anxiously: "Big brother, you can't just forget it!"

On the contrary, Deng Ziyue on the opposite side narrowed his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Master Ming, you should know that our Supervision Yuan, the kneeling monarch who kneels to the sky, and the rest of the people, none of us will kneel to the ground." ”

Ming Qingdadi's brows furrowed, as if he had been greatly damaged by the successive shocks that came today. Some of them couldn't stand steadily, and they barely held on to Ming Liuye's shoulders. But it also stopped Ming Liuye's impulsiveness. He hissed and said, "That...... Let's burn all the jade. ”

When he spoke, Deng Ziyue always felt that Ming Qingda looked at his eyes, as if he wanted to express some hidden meaning, but he never figured it out.

Ming Qingda sighed in his heart

He did not expect that the Supervision Yuan would be so stubborn, and in the face of such a dangerous situation, it would refuse to even make some superficial concessions.

The standoff continues, and the situation is on the verge of eruption.

There are always two smart people in the six houses of the Ming family, and when they see that the momentum is not right, and then they listen to the four words of the eldest brother's jade and stone burning, they feel a trace of horror, how can this businessman be qualified to burn jade and jade with the imperial court?

What's more, he is not the birthplace of the old lady of Ming, so why bother to pay for his life? So the second master and the third master of the Ming Dynasty all came around, with a look of passion and sorrow on their faces, but they whispered to Ming Qingda's ear, persuading the old man to put the lives of tens of thousands of people in the clan first, and to endure it for the time being, and to slowly figure it out when he avenged the old lady.

Ming Qingda killed the old lady with his own hands, there was a ghost in his heart, and the paleness on his face was not deliberately pretended, so in this situation, he had to put on a posture that he did not share with the Supervision Yuan, and he was incompatible.

I don't know how long the confrontation lasted, but I suddenly heard a commotion outside the garden, followed by a burst of horses' hooves, and I don't know how many people and horses will break in.

Ming Qingda's heart trembled, and he secretly thought that the black horse in the supervision courtyard was still in Jiangbei, and it was impossible to enter the park at this time. Who is coming?

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Thousands of officers and soldiers galloped in, spears were lined up, and the army was mighty, which immediately isolated the private soldiers of Mingyuan from the officials of the Supervision Yuan, and for a time the dust gradually rose, and the momentum was overwhelming.

The person who came to the place was the governor of Jiangnan who transferred the state soldiers all the way, and the land was urgent, so hurry up. Finally, before the catastrophe happened, he stopped between the two teams of people who were in tension.

The leader of the team is a general, he has already known what happened here, and said a few words to Ming Qingda with a solemn face, I wanted to go in to worship Ming Lao Taijun, but I knew that Ming Yuan had not been arranged at all, and Ming Lao Taijun died too ...... That's what. I had to give up.

Entering the park with the state army, there was also a member of the Qi Nian team of the Supervision Yuan, who came to Deng Ziyue's side and explained the two words that Lord Tisi said.

Deng Ziyue was startled for no reason, thinking that it would not be a problem to retreat. There are thousands of state troops here, even if the Ming family wants to do it, they don't have the ability, the question is, in this way, shouldn't they sit on the matter of the Supervision Yuan forcing the Ming old lady to death? He didn't understand what Fan Xian was thinking in his heart, and the best way to deal with it at this time should obviously be to transfer the black horseman and use this reason to destroy the Ming family.

However, as soon as the state army arrived, it saved the lives of these officials of the Supervision Yuan. It also prevents the possibility of the Black Rider Slaughtering Garden.

As for the cause of death of Mrs. Ming, whom Deng Ziyue had always suspected...... Only the Suzhou government is qualified to inspect it, and the Supervision Yuan does not have this qualification. And the local government officials in Jiangnan are all from the Ming family, so it is definitely impossible to find out what is wrong. So he didn't understand more and more, how did Lord Tisi arrange the land? That Steward Zhou still can't catch it, and let this matter go on like this?

In the thick of spring, the city of Suzhou is covered in silver makeup.

It's not snow, but it's colder than snow.

Almost all the citizens of Suzhou wore filial piety, and those snow-white strips of cloth were like cold edicts, telling the kindness and merits of the old lady of the Ming family to the people of Jiangnan.

The news of Mrs. Ming's death spread all over Jiangnan almost overnight, and the specific situation of her death was passed on in the mouths of different people, becoming more and more bizarre.

But it doesn't matter which version of the message. Naturally, the spearhead was pointed at the Supervision Yuan, and the anger of the people began to accumulate. But for a while, there was no way to vent, and the yamen of the Supervision Yuan has always been secretive, so there was no magnificent scene of the people closing the door to seek justice for the time being.

So everyone had to wear filial piety, with the grief and anger on their faces, and the resentment and scolding in the market, to express their silent protest, which was to the supervision institute and to Xiao Fan.

The Ming Lao Taijun Spiritual Hall has not yet been opened, so the officials and magnates who came to hang the land are temporarily living in Suzhou.

The whole city of Suzhou was shrouded in that cold atmosphere, which was completely different from the surrounding spring scene.

But Fan Xian doesn't care about this, his skin is thick enough, his heart is dark enough, and his spirit is strong enough to treat the scene of filial piety in the city as a movie in his previous life, and as for the scolding of himself in the open and dark, it can be completely ignored.

He sat on the top floor of the Suzhou branch of the Xinfeng Pavilion, and he was just worried about Begonia, who went to arrest Mr. Zhou for himself that day, but he never came back, and he didn't know if there would be any danger.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh at himself, there are people in this world who can hurt the Duoduo people, that is, those great masters. He picked up the bowl, hula hula ate a few bites of noodles, sighed with satisfaction, and then said: "Old man Ming, this time I was miserable by you." ”

Ming Qingda knelt beside him, kowtowed again and again, and said flatteringly: "Adults' thoughts are like the agility of the long river, and the momentum is like the majesty of the mountains, how can they care about these small winds around them." ”

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