Shangluo County, Jingzhao County, Siqin Villa outside the city, heavy rain poured, inside the Zhuangzi, there were many people standing on the inside and outside of the three floors, each of them was pale and very dignified.

These people, most of them are members of the Zhang clan, at this moment, they are standing in the courtyard, still beaten by the rain, they don't seem to care, they don't say a word.

After a long time, the people standing at the front moved, just because the door of the inner room squeaked, and in an instant, everyone in the courtyard heard the sound and moved, and they squeezed up one after another.

"Lu Niangzi, Lu Niangzi, how is it?"

The person who came out was indeed Lu Zhaoyi, and the one who came out with her was the son and nephew of the Zhang clan, Zhang Youzhi, the former captain of Yongzhou Weizuo.

Seeing them come out, there were people from the Zhang clan in the courtyard, and they all surrounded them in an instant.

The rain, along the eaves, flowed down the stream, dripping on Lu Zhaoyi's shoulder, and after a while, the right half of her clothes was soaked, but even so, she still didn't move, as if, this was just being wet by the rain, for her, it was nothing at all. Chinese Net

"Mrs. Lu, Taigong, how is it?"

Someone asked urgently.

Zhang Youzhi walked out from behind her at this time and bowed his hand to everyone, "Elders, clan brothers, the princess has already gone."

Zhang Youzhi's voice fell, and the entire courtyard fell into a short silence, only listening to the sound of the rain, which seemed extremely harsh in this silent air.

After a long time, at last, someone broke out in pain and cried, "O Lord! Taigong! 「

The sound of crying and shouting came and went, Zhang Youzhi looked at everyone, gritted his teeth, and followed Lu Zhaoyi to turn around and leave.

On one side was the sound of crying and mourning, and on the other side was his calm face, as if he couldn't see much grief, but he was also silent.

"Again, why aren't you too sad?" Lu Zhaoyi couldn't help but ask.

I only heard him sigh lightly, "Everyone in the family knows that the old lady has been holding a breath in her chest all these years, and once this breath is spit out, it should not be able to hold on."

Hearing this, Lu Zhaoyi said in a low tone, replied "um", and then said, "That breath is the incident four years ago."

Her father, Lu Yong, chatted with Mrs. Zhang for an hour before the accident, and that night, an accident happened.

"Fang Cai...... Zhang Youzhi asked in a low voice, "Is what Taigong said to you true?"

Lu Zhaoyi said "um" again.

"Then, Mrs. Lu, what do you need from my Zhang family?"

She looked back and smiled lightly, but there seemed to be a wry smile, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.

"Take me to meet your Zhang family head first, right?"

Turning around, Zhang Zhi didn't say a word, and took Lu Zhaoyi to the back mountain courtyard of the villa.

This mountain villa covers an extremely wide area, pavilions and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, rockery stone forests, a bluestone road extends into the distance, and rows of ancient trees are planted on both sides, covering the sky and the sun.

Zhang Youzhi took Lu Zhaoyi to the courtyard, which was more suitable than a courtyard.

The courtyard of the annex is very spacious, enough to park five or six carriages, and at this moment, in the courtyard, rows of guards, fully armed, stand in the courtyard, and glance around.

"Family master, Mrs. Lu is here." Zhang Youzhi walked towards the front hall.

In the front hall, the Zhang family advocated that Quan was meticulously dressed, a forced smile appeared on his face, and when he heard Zhang Youzhi's words, he nodded, "Please sit with Mrs. Lu, and to your nephew, you go and make a pot of hot tea for the guests......

He answered, and bowed his hand to the two of them, leaving the antechamber.

In the hall, only Zhang Quan and Lu Zhaoyi were left.

Zhang Quan kept staring at Lu Zhaoyi, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, as if he wanted to see her through, while Lu Zhaoyi looked at him neither humbly nor arrogantly, without any intention of dodging.

"Lu Niangzi, I think you already know, who is planning behind all this, what do you want to do?" Zhang Quan finally spoke, his tone was stern, as if he was a little aggressive.

"It's not that simple, I think." Lu Zhaoyi pondered

, square opening.

Earlier, when she was in Mrs. Zhang's house, she heard Mrs. Zhang, who was dying, talk about four years ago.

The reason was that Feng Yi was the Taishou Wang Rong of Feng Yi County, and when Wu Gong and the Zhou family were preparing for a decisive battle, he frantically looted people's wealth and hoarded grain and grass in the county, which aroused the alarm of Yu Chao, who was Jing Zhaoyin at that time.

Coincidentally, Lu Yong, who was the Taishou of Shangluo County at the time, was invited by Yu Chao to a banquet and stayed in Chang'an for a few days, but he also learned about it.

After that, the Wang clan avoided their calculations and was stabbed to Wu Gong's place, so they planned to get rid of Lu Yong.

Speaking of which, these things seem to be leakless and without loopholes, but in Lu Zhaoyi's heart, he always feels that something is wrong.

"Could it be that Mrs. Lu thinks that it was not the Wang family's doing?" Zhang Quan lowered his eyebrows and asked.

She lowered her head and thought about it, and muttered the words "Feng Yijun" in her mouth.

It seems that Feng Yi is the root of all these incidents.

"Lu Niangzi ......"

As if seeing her thinking for a long time, Zhang Quan asked out loud.

She looked up and met Zhang Youzhi's eyes, but she didn't notice that this person had come to her with a pot of tea at some point.

"Lu Niangzi, this tea is from the tea of Guan Middle School Palace, and my subordinates have studied in the School Palace and often taste this tea."

Thinking about something in her heart, she inadvertently raised her hand to take his tea, but as soon as it was brought to her lips, she suddenly paused a little, shocked, and looked like this.

"Seki Middle School Palace? The Guanzhong Middle School Palace in Gaoling, Fengyi County?"

"Yes...... Yes, Mrs. Lu, what's wrong?" Zhang is also unknown.

"Feng Qiyang, do you know this person?"

Lu Zhaoyi suddenly mentioned this name, which made Zhang stunned again, and after a while, he nodded in response, "Feng Qiyang, is a classmate of his subordinates in the School Palace......

Zhang Quan on the side was slightly puzzled, "Lu Niangzi, what does this have to do with Guan Middle School Palace?"

She glared, took a few sips of tea, eased her mind, and said, "Feng Qiyang, I met him in Jiangzuo Stone City. Today, he is the leader of Jiangzuo's largest gang, the Qiantang Gang."

When I thought of it, I saw the Confucian man outside Jianye City, with a paper fan in one hand, looking like a jade tree in the wind, rich and handsome.

That person, although he looked very gentle and elegant, Lu Zhaoyi could still clearly distinguish that his body had a strong smell of blood, even murderous aura.

"Shouldn't it?" Zhang Quan frowned, "Guanzhong Middle School Palace, I and other Guanzhong families, most of the children of the past two generations have studied here, is Lu Niangzi thinking too much?"

"Then may I ask, who is the scholar of this middle school palace at the moment?"

"This ......" Zhang was stunned again, "It should be, born in Baozhong County, Hanzhong County...... Cheng Yang Gong!"

In the end, he was also surprised, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Should I ......?"

"Chengyang Gong?" Hearing this name, Lu Zhaoyi was a little dignified, "Another descendant of the former dynasty."

Suppose, if she suspects this person, for a purpose, then two words pop up in her mind at this moment, "restoration".

"The descendants of the former dynasty want to be restored? It can't be, right?"

If Duke Chengyang wants to be restored, even if he succeeds, it should not be his turn, but the Duke of Heyang, who was originally the late emperor of the previous dynasty.

"If it has something to do with him, perhaps, there is only one reason to explain it. Cheng Yang Gong is also at the mercy of others." Lu Zhaoyi squinted and muttered to himself.

"It's not ......" Zhang Quan couldn't sit still, and immediately got up, "Lu Niangzi, you just concluded that the Guanzhong Middle School Palace has something to do with all this?"

"I don't know, I don't know. However, I always feel that this matter is a little strange......" Lu Zhaoyi shook his head slightly, "Qi Niang has been delayed here for a long time, and the county government should still have affairs to deal with, so I will leave." In the past few days, Qi Niang has taken time to come to the house to mourn for the princess."

Zhang Quan got up and sent him off, "There is no need to be so polite, the secret of the Zhang family has been in hand for four years, and it is also inseparable from this matter, if Lu Niangzi has any requests, just ask."

"Thank you, Master Zhang, Qi Niang

Thank you very much, farewell!" Lu Zhaoyi said goodbye, saluted and left.

As her subordinate, Zhang Youzhi saw that she was gone, and hurriedly put down the things in his hand, said goodbye to the head of the family, and hurriedly followed.

The spring rain does not stop, falling on people's faces, there is a feeling of coldness, in the county, perhaps because of the heavy rain, the flow of people in the market is sparse, a depressed scene.

An ordinary horse-drawn carriage drove down the street, the horse's hooves crushed the raindrops, raised a layer of splashes, and scattered in all directions.

Lu Zhaoyi in the carriage lifted the curtains, looked at the street scene, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

She always felt that she was thinking nonsense, but the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.

Along the way, Zhang Youzhi, who was driving the carriage, was engrossed in the reins in his hand, and never looked back, glancing at the inside of the carriage.

A little later, they returned to the county office, and just happened to see the county order coming over.

"Chang County Order ......"

Lu Zhaoyi saluted the county order out of courtesy, and the county order smiled and looked flattering.

"Oh, County Lieutenant Lu, what are you doing in the county office on such a rainy day? Why don't you go back and rest? It's raining heavily, and there's no law and order in the city, so let's go back!"

As a county lieutenant, she is mainly responsible for various parts of the county, taking charge of law and order and catching thieves.

In general, she has no real power in the county, especially in Shangluo County, where the officials govern Qingming, she seems to be much more idle.

She came to Shangluo County for a few days, and found out, and she couldn't help but greet Xia Pei in her heart, did he deliberately degrade her to such an idle post?

However, she didn't let it go, but smiled at the county order, "The county order is wrong, the more the weather, the more bandits are rampant, and later Qi Niang sent officials, as well as these guard camps brought by Qi Niang, take a good turn inside and outside the city."

With that, she rushed into the county office.

As soon as she entered the county lieutenant's duty room, she hurriedly instructed Zhang Youzhi to prepare paper, ink, pen and inkstone.

"Who is Mrs. Lu going to write to?" While grinding, he asked.

I saw that Lu Zhaoyi didn't raise his head, focusing on the pen in his hand wholeheartedly.

If at this moment, Zhang Youzhi beside her has a heart, and finds that she is holding a pen in her right hand.

Maybe I don't think anything if I change others, but for Zhang Youzhi, who has been with her for almost two months, if you observe carefully, you will find that she used to write with her left hand.

A handwriting, flowing water, in one go, the pen is clumsy, and the twists and turns are like clouds.

But this word doesn't look like it was written by a woman, but it makes people feel that this word should come from the old man's hand.

The pen fell, the ink was not dry, Lu Zhaoyi turned around, walked to the basin by the windowsill to wash his hands, and asked the person behind him, "Send someone to send this letter to Lantian first, and then send someone from Piaoxue Lou to the emperor."