Zhu Song's home is on the side of Dingminfang in Lin'an City.

As a dignified waiter, this house is not too big, a family of four with a maid and a helper, and the house is only enough.

But if you look at the boundary, you can go to Taixue and Dali Temple in a corner, and you can go straight to the yamen of the Ministry of Rites.

Mrs. Zhu's Sanniang is the daughter of a famous person in She County, needless to say, etiquette is needless to say, she runs the family on weekdays, and takes care of the Zhu family in a neat and orderly manner.

But today, the Zhu family is shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

After his husband came back from the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites, the whole person seemed to have lost his soul and locked himself in the study, no matter how Mrs. Zhu asked, Zhu Shilang did not say a word.

Seeing that it was already past dinner, Zhu Song still refused to come out, and Mrs. Zhu had no choice but to call her ten-year-old son to deliver food to Zhu Song.

The Zhu family gave birth to three sons, the eldest son and the second son have all died, but the third son, Zhu Xi, has grown up safely so far, which is the only thought of the husband and wife.

Although Zhu Shilang is also very strict on weekdays, when he treats his son, he is mostly gentle.

Xiao Zhu Xi held a food plate, carefully avoiding the rain leaking between the eaves, and finally came to the study, but he could no longer free his hand to knock on the door.

"Daddy! It's me! I'm here to bring you food! ”

The voice of a young child is immature, and it is better to be loud; It's just that under this pouring rain, it quickly disappeared.

"Daddy!"

He shouted again at the top of his throat, and gently knocked down the door with his body, but was immediately bounced back a few steps and almost fell into the courtyard.

After all, the child has already given birth to a little grievance at this time.

"Saburo ......"

The mother's voice came from behind, and Zhu Xi looked back, but saw that there was a person beside her.

The night was dark, and Zhu Xi couldn't see his face clearly.

He could only be seen to be tall and tight, and a trace of candlelight leaked from the front room, which illuminated the tiger head on the armor on his chest as if it came to life.

"Mother......

This person is like King Kong in the temple, and when Mrs. Zhu got closer, Xiao Zhu Xi hurriedly hid next to her legs, only revealing half of his head, and looked at this one curiously.

He put one hand on the handle of the knife on his waist, and touched Zhu Xi's head with the other:

"Go to the front room, uncle has something to say to your father."

Seeing that his mother nodded, he handed over the food plate and disappeared.

"Slow down!"

"This kid ......"

Mrs. Zhu looked kind, turned around and said:

"Makes you smile...... I know I shouldn't have asked, but ......"

She looked at the study worriedly, there was not even a light in it now, and she didn't know what her father-in-law was doing in it.

"What the hell is going on, can you tell me a thing or two?"

"Nothing...... A little bit of a private matter. ”

Sighing softly, she knew, this wasn't what she was supposed to know.

The door was slammed, and the room was still quiet as usual, except for the sound of rain.

"Xianggong, Yang Du's envoy from the front of the palace has come to look for you......"

"Xianggong?"

has been married to Zhu Song for more than 20 years, and she knows her husband's temperament too well.

Otherwise, if it is an official matter of the imperial court, he will definitely not delay.

"Isn't it, asleep?"

shouted twice, and Mrs. Zhu's force to slam the door was much greater.

Yang Yizhong glanced at the child in the corner and knew that he had been looking at this side.

But now, he can't wait.

He kicked the door, and the door shattered into the room, along with the frame.

Mrs. Zhu didn't have time to be surprised, so she hurriedly entered the house, but it was really dark, so she had to find the fire fold first.

Waving his hand at the child and making a gesture for him to leave, Yang Duji followed and stepped into the room.

The two adults were gone, where would Xiao Zhu Xi care so much, so he hurriedly walked closer, trying to hear them clearly.

"Xianggong!"

The light in the study was finally lit, and Zhu Xi stood outside the door, looking at the shadow hanging in the air, thinking for a while, but he didn't react.

On the contrary, it was his mother's cry that made him instinctively afraid.

It was as if he had suddenly fallen into a black fog, not knowing where to start.

Mrs. Zhu hugged Zhu Song's leg and wanted to take him down, but her strength was limited, and no matter how she struggled, she couldn't move Zhu Shilang for half a minute.

"Phase...... Messire...... Yang, Yang Du, can you help me......"

"Yang Duzhi, can you help me......"

She hadn't wept yet, but her voice was crying first.

Yang Yizhong looked at the face of this former colleague and looked at it for a while.

He's a little messed up.

If this is the case, why do you want to force the officials?

If you have a wife and children, is it not good to live well?

He drew his knife and swung it upward.

Zhu Song's whole person...... It should be said that it was half, his head was received by Yang Yizhong, and his body fell to the ground and fell into Mrs. Zhu's arms.

"You, what are you doing...... You give it back to me, you ......"

After only a brief moment of fear, Mrs. Zhu quickly rushed towards Yang Yizhong.

Allowing her to punch herself, Yang Duzhi took out a wet white cloth from behind him and wrapped Zhu Shilang's head in it.

"This time it was done by someone Yang, and it has nothing to do with the front division of the palace and the imperial court...... Mrs. can report the case to Lin'an Mansion, Zhu Shilang...... Yang will return it tomorrow. ”

With that, he strode out.

It's just that as soon as I went out, I met Xiao Zhu Xi, who was trembling all over.

Hiding his head behind him, Yang Duzhi reached out to touch his head, but before he could get close, he howled.

"San Lang!"

Hearing her son's cry, Mrs. Zhu ran out with him, and when she saw that he was fine, she hugged him into her arms regardless of the blood he was covered in, and the mother and son hugged each other and cried.

Stepping out of the gate of the Zhu Mansion, Yang Yizhong put his head into the carriage and placed it next to Song Zhicai.

After thinking for a while, he drove towards the home of Chen Xian, a member of the Ministry of Rites.

When he arrived at Chen's mansion, Yang Yizhong didn't say much else, but asked:

"Are you going to the court tomorrow?"

Chen Xian was slightly stunned, thinking that he was a lobbyist sent by the emperor, and said with a smile:

"What about the others?"

Yang Yizhong lowered his head and thought about it, and told him very seriously:

"They can't go."

Unable to understand the meaning of this, Chen Xian said: "We will advance and retreat together, others will not go, I Chen will go, not ......"

Before he could finish speaking, his head was cut off.

This is, the third home.

Who else, who else hasn't gone to the court today......

Several names flashed through Yang Yizhong's mind, and he looked at the surrounding directions and rushed towards the nearest one.