The rise and fall of the Jiangnan power family can really write countless wonderful stories. The Jiangnan power family was at its peak at the time, and the four great masters were the emperors of the kings. What a glory it was. However, now they all declined, and the huge Zhang family said nothing.

The eternal love has been blown away by the rain and wind, and a family is ruined like this. Their descendants will never have a chance to make a name for themselves unless the dynasty changes.

The feudal dynasty was so cruel that Lu Zheng felt sad that the rabbit died and the fox was sad. If the Lu family where Lu Zheng was located followed the Zhang family's mistakes, how could it be overwhelmed by the collapse of the nest? Even if Lu Zheng was Zhuge reborn, he would probably have to go to prison and would never have the chance to turn over.

Dai Gao is amazing. He did this with a knife on Lu Zheng's neck. With his energy, since he could destroy the Zhang family, it would be easy to destroy the Lu family.

What is a powerful minister? This is a powerful minister. How can Lu Zheng fight with such a powerful minister?

Suddenly, Lu Zheng understood that from the capital to the northwest, Lu Zheng and Dai Gao's so-called fight and arm wrestling were all illusions. Dai Gao did not play seriously! He really wanted to act seriously, how could Lu Zheng have the opportunity to fight back?

In recent years, the Lu family has become an empty shell like the Zhang family. It was just a matter of thought that Dai Gao wanted to destroy the Lu family. When the Lu family was destroyed, Lu Zheng would be doomed. They prospered and lost, and this is the family's strength.

"Brother Zheng, there is something happening now. The female members of the Zhang family are now sent to Shandong. Like Longyou, Shandong is also a powerful family, and the second grandmother is scheming and hopes that they will not become cheap people. That way, it can be considered as leaving some incense for the Zhang family..." Liu Song said.

Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Shandong? Have you all gone to Shandong? Little slave, go and call the boy here! Liu Song, you immediately go to Shandong, go with the boy, bring the money with you, and be sure to find the second grandma and others to help them settle down and handle things. No matter what, do you know?"

Lu Zheng made a quick decision and arranged for the boy and Liu Song to go to Shandong immediately. At this time, Hua Hanjun's beautiful and fierce face, and that almost absurd closeness appeared in his mind...

Zhang Jing died in prison, and among the Zhang family's female family members, Hua Hanjun and a few young ladies, were all young. The other wives and old ladies were already in trouble. They were all a group of women and children. How could they survive if they were not taken care of by anyone in Shandong?

Lu Zheng was useless in his anxiety, so he could only call the boy over and give him a detailed advice, and then hired a fast horse for the boy and Liu Song to make them go to Shandong as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, Lu Zheng is now in Shatian County, giving Tongzi and Liu Song the identity of a public servant, and in the name of the county government, they can run a post station all the way, but it only takes a few days to reach it a thousand miles away.

The boy and Liu Song went there for about ten days. The boy and Feige wrote to him that he had found a group of people such as the second grandmother. The Hua family in Shandong had business, and they had received some care before. After the boy and Liu Song went there, the second grandmother was very happy and sent a message to Lu Zheng without worrying. Although their female relatives were guilty, Shandong was not as good as the capital. They were not too eye-catching among merchants. It is probably a matter of time that this matter faded away. They should have a foothold in Shandong.

At the end of the book, Lu Zheng saw a few words that seemed to be written by Hua Hanjun. His handwriting was crooked. He thought that the place where he wrote was not comparable to the house in Yangzhou back then. He felt inexplicably moved...

It is not easy for women from Jiangnan to gain a foothold when they arrive in a cold and cold place like Shandong? But what are the solutions now?

Lu Zheng looked at the letter and couldn't calm down for a long time. Through this incident, he felt a lot and had a deeper understanding of power.

Dai Gao's movements can easily be destroyed by the Zhang family, a family that has been passed down for more than a hundred years. This is the power of power. With such rights, Dai Gao can be so unscrupulous and do his own things.

And what about Lu Zheng? In the face of such a situation, he could only leave his will and do his best. He is a small county magistrate. It is difficult for the clay Buddha to cross the river. What else can he do?

In an instant, Lu Zheng had the strongest desire for power in his heart. He even thought of continuing to complete what Zhongfuming had not completed, that is, stirring up the storm and clouds in the northwest, gaining profits in chaos, and taking millet from fire.

However, in the end, he gradually calmed down. He entered the study and read "The Analects of Confucius". "Mencius" began to read it seriously. His mood became more and more peaceful. The strong impulses and desires of the previous times faded away quickly...

There is no such thing as a huge building that can rise up in the world. There is no such thing as quick success or instant benefits, and there is no such thing as a single bunch of things that can be used to grow. The more urgent the matter is, the more you cannot be anxious. Be at ease with your job, be serious, work diligently, and work slowly. This is the way to be an official and a person.

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The forehead of Wang Wenyuan, the county magistrate of Shatian County, was pouring out from his forehead. In such a cold day, his clothes were soaked in sweat.

My God, why did Shatian County welcome such a killing god? What did Lu Zheng do? Could it be that he had poked a hole in the sky?

On the throne of the county lord, a big man with a big golden sword was sitting. Looking at the big man, he was tall and fat, and the throne of the county lord was squeaking under his butt, it made people worry that he would suddenly collapse after shaking it hard!

"Mr. Wang, look at it. This is Mr. Song. Hehe, it is your blessing to be able to come to you. Hehe, don't think about playing your cleverness. Tell everything you know so as not to ask the third son himself!" Following the fat man was a thin and thin man.

Looking at Wensheng, there were not many meat on his body, like a bamboo pole, which formed a sharp contrast with the image of the third young master. He was smiling but not smiling, and his sarcastic spirit made Wang Wenyuan very scared.

The county government has been surrounded by soldiers from the third company. All of these soldiers are arrogant. When they come in, they slapped their mouths, making everyone in the county government dare not speak. This momentum is depressing.

"Three...Three Young Master! I...I really don't know anything! I'm really wronged. I'm not afraid of the third Young Master laughing. Although I am the county lord, Lord Lu takes the initiative in many things. Hehe, who made Lord Lu have great ability and his hands and eyes?

Xiaguan is just an old man, without a backstage or background, so he can't fight with powerful children like Lord Lu! As for your holiday with Lord Lu and the Third Young Master, I know nothing about it. I am a slave of the Song family. Even if I have 100 courage, I dare not be rude to you, Master Lu. Do you think so?"

The fat man was wearing casual clothes, his face was covered with flesh. He snorted coldly and said, "Dog slave, do I not understand your thoughts? You pushed everything onto the person surnamed Lu and left yourself clean, right?

But are you clean? Come on, drag it out and fight me!"

The fat man raised his hand gently, and immediately several burly men came over, one left and one right to hold Wang Wenyuan up and drag it out. Wang Wenyuan was so scared that he was full of vigor. He was so old that he was weak that he could not bear the attack of these soldiers?

He had to die after hitting this stick. At the moment of crisis, a long laugh suddenly sounded from outside, and Lu Zheng's loud voice came over and said:

"Mr. Wang, if you were not a slave of the Song family, you would not have asked for this fight today. You are a slave of the Song family. You don't know that the third son is the third son and the Song family is the Song family. Isn't this a fight for it for nothing?"

When Lu Zheng's voice came, Wang Wenyuan immediately stopped the sound. The fat man on the seat raised his eyebrows and said, "Hmm" and sat up straight. At this time, the two soldiers also "obstructed" Lu Zheng from outside.

When Song Sanyi saw Lu Zheng, his expression was instantly frozen. He had seen Lu Zheng. Just outside the Hengwu Bookstore, Lu Zheng brought the pretty maid Shutong. The assassination at that time was just after Song San and Lu Zheng passed by. Song San carefully recalled the situation of that day. Combined with the content written in the letter of the noble man in the capital, he instantly straightened out the matter of that day.

An uncontrollable anger rose in his heart, and a powerful murderous intent was revealed on his face. His eyes were like a knife, staring at Lu Zheng, and grinned: "What a slut, you even dare to cheat me. I think you are seeking death!"

Song San's word "death" was immediately filled with the smell of solemnity in the lobby of the county government. Song San is not a playboy, but a veteran on the battlefield. There are not a thousand or hundreds of enemies who die at his hands. For him, killing people is as simple and casual as killing chickens.

His anger was really able to kill people. Wang Wenyuan was so timid that his legs fell to the ground and cried, "Lu Zheng, you deserve to be damned, you dare to cheat on the third son. You... You want to die yourself, don't take us colleagues with us. We have no grievances or grudges. Why do you want to harm me..."

Lu Zheng tugged the corner of his mouth slightly, then laughed and said, "Young Master Song, it seems that there are noble people in the capital to vent your anger. OK, you, Song Wensong, have worked for the court and the Song family for so many years, and have cut off countless people's heads on the battlefield. How have those powerful people ever paid attention to you? How have you won over you?

Hehe, but this time, for a small county magistrate like me, and for an assassination that could not even be considered a minimum war in the eyes of the Third Prince Song, the powerful people in the capital miraculously paid attention to you. Third Prince, do you think this matter is interesting?

Hehe, so, these days, some people say that they are trying hard to get rid of the body, flattering and swearing, and the progress of speculation and growth is not unreasonable. From this perspective, the third young master should not be angry with me, but should thank me, right?"

The fat on Song San's face trembled slightly, his eyes rolled up again, and he said in a lusty manner: "What I, Song San, hate the most in my life, are those who show off their lips and tongue. I will cut your tongue now!"
Chapter completed!