As I sat back in the sedan chair, the smell of bad rouge suddenly decreased by half.

Tian Zhenshu hated such people very much. Seeing that the sedan chair left, he turned to Zhou Zheng and said, "Is it okay?"

Although he didn't know what happened behind Zhou Zheng, he could roughly guess some from Wan Qianxi's words.

Zhou Zhengdao: "It's okay, I can still deal with it."

Tian Zhenshu didn't ask much, no one had any secrets. He glanced at the yamen runners standing in the Censorate and said, "I have to take them back. You can find someone to clean up here."

Zhou Zheng glanced at him, walked closer to him, and whispered: "You can't have any trouble here, right?"

The Censorate will arrest the people of Shuntian Mansion in broad daylight. Even if they take advantage of the rules, the adults above will not look good. If someone is serious, it may be a little more trouble.

Tian Zhenshu didn't care and said, "It's nothing important. It's a turbulent time in the court, so how can I pay attention to me?"

Zhou Zheng and Tian Zhenshu were truly friends in distress. Without saying much, he said, "Okay, please come to my mansion to have a drink in a few days."

Tian Zhenshu agreed with a smile, and then took the people away in a hurry.

Zhou Zheng looked at the backs of Tian Zhenshu and others and said to Liu Liuzhe: "Let's clean up, and the sale will be on sale tomorrow."

Zhou Ji has experienced storms, and Liu Liuzhe has also seen big and big things and said, "Okay. By the way, the second young master, please reply quickly. Master, the eldest young master has been waiting for a long time."

Zhou Zheng nodded, looked at the messy Zhouji inside and outside the door, pondered, and said, "You notify Chengjin, and come to Zhouji to see me tomorrow."

Liu Liuzhe responded, turned around and asked Zhou Ji's friend to start cleaning up.

Weekly diary no longer produces it, it is just a sales point. Although the things are messy, there are not many.

Zhou Zheng looked at it for a while and left Zhou's diary and went home.

At this time, Uncle Fu entered Zhou Qingli's study from outside, and Zhou Qingli, who was reading a book, looked up suddenly.

Although he didn't say anything, Zhou Qingli's every move, face and eyes were asking: Zhengyun is back?

Uncle Fu looked at the book that had not moved a page in Zhou Qingli's hand for a long time, and smiled and said, "Don't worry, people have returned to Beijing, so there will be no problem."

Zhou Qingli put down the book, took the teacup at hand, and said before she could drink it: "I'm hungry when I let the kitchen cook something."

Uncle Fu understood and said, "I have already made the second young master like food in the kitchen, it's almost done."

Zhou Qingli took a sip of tea and nodded.

Uncle Fu saw that Zhou Qingli was still a little confused and said, "I'll go outside and wait."

Zhou Qingli didn't say anything and picked up the book casually.

Not long after, Uncle Fu came back happily and said, "Master, the second young master has entered the mansion."

Zhou Qingli immediately put down the book, stood up, and said, "Let's have a meal."

Uncle Fu said aloud and quickly turned around to make arrangements.

Zhou Zheng returned home and did not rush to change his clothes. He had dinner with Zhou Daddy Zhou, Zhou Fang, and his father and son in the back hall of the Zhou family.

Zhou Zheng knew that they were all worried, so he picked up some things along the way and said to the two of them. Of course, he skipped some unspeakable things.

Zhou Qingli was relieved when he saw Zhou Zheng coming back intact. He listened to Zhou Zheng's words one after another, put down the bowls and chopsticks, pondered for a while, and said, "Jianlu was bloodthirsty and warlike. Chahar could no longer restrain them. I was afraid that it would make a comeback soon."

Zhou Zheng looked at Dad Zhou with a slightly different expression.

The Jianlu was defeated in Ningyuan last year. The old chief Nurhaci had just died. The new chief Huangtaijichu had only been in succession for a few months. The civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty did not think that the Jianlu would start another war in a short time. Dad Zhou actually thought that the Jianlu would come again in a short time.

Zhou Zheng couldn't help but look at Mr. Zhou seriously.

Zhou Qingli looked at Zhou Zheng with some surprise and said, "Nothing strange, it's five or six months earlier, eight or nine months later."

Zhou Zheng had just returned to Beijing. Except for Yuan Chonghuan from Liaodong, the senior officials of the court, outsiders did not know the "rumor" that Zhou Zheng spread in Shenyang. Zhou Qingli's judgment surprised Zhou Zheng secretly and couldn't help but re-understand Old Zhou's vision.

"Hmph, a dog thief like Fan Wenchen is not a pity to die. He should be slaughtered!" Zhou Fang suddenly said hatefully!

Zhou Fang just heard Fan Wenchen's words reposted by Zhou Zheng. How could such a shameless person still have the face to live in the world!

Zhou Qingli took a sip of tea and said, "It's useless to be angry. The court is now dark, and Jianlu is used to winning people's hearts, which is indispensable in the future."

Zhou Zheng redefined Mr. Zhou's vision and agreed with his words, saying: "There are many people who can die for righteousness, but many people who cherish their lives for fame, wealth and fortune."

Zhou Fang snorted coldly and said, "Ancestors don't want to do good, sell the country and seek honor, and slaughter their compatriots. What's the difference between living like a beast?"

Zhou Qingli didn't say this again and said to Zhou Zheng: "What arrangements will the court have when you come back?"

Zhou Qingli obviously didn't know that Huang Weihuai was affected by the Feng Jiahui case, and even the deputy envoy Zhou Zheng was in trouble.

Zhou Zheng did not hide it and told the matter.

Before Zhou Qingli could speak, Zhou Fang said angrily: "I think you have resigned from office. In the current court, there is no one who can do things. In addition to calculating, it is still calculating!"

Zhou Qingli looked at Zhou Fang like that and looked at Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng knew that Zhou Qingli was worried about him, so he said, "Hu Qingzheng was the chief officer on the other side of Zhejiang Road, and his relationship with me is acceptable."

Zhou Zheng is probably not dismissed from office or suspended from office. His salary is paid as much as possible, but he just cannot go to work.

Zhou Qingli knew Zhou Zheng’s situation and said, “Then stay in the mansion more often.”

Zhou Zheng nodded and said nothing more.

The three fathers and sons of the Zhou family are both introverted and unspeakable. After Zhou Qingli finished speaking, the three of them sat quietly for a while and ended the welcoming banquet.

Zhou Zheng returned to the room and breathed a long sigh. He was so tired all the way and had dealt with so many things. He lay down on the bed straight.

Only here can give him a sense of security and a real relaxation.

Zhou Zheng buried his face on the pillow, took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes, and fell asleep quickly.

At the same time, I had arrived at Wei Xizhuang, Huai'an Prefecture, and was in the inn with anger on my face.

There was a young man in his early thirties in front of him. He sat opposite Wei Xizhuang, not caring about Wei Xizhuang's anger at all, and said with a sneer: "Mr. Wei, do you want to get a share of the pie in private salt, or do some adults in the court want to reshape the salt administration? No matter which one it is, I advise you to take your mind! I won't talk about the capital and other places, just talk about Huai'an Prefecture, from the prefect's yamen to the garrison, all the yamen above and below are eating this meal, which is not enough! If you interfere randomly, there are not a thousand or eight hundred corpses under the canal, and you are not alone!"

Wei Xizhuang clenched his fists with both hands, his face was so angry that he could not suppress it. The embroidered spring knife in front of him shook slightly, as if he was about to be unsheathed!

He Qishou stood behind Wei Xizhuang with a serious expression and a worried look, afraid that Wei Xizhuang would not be able to control his anger and would do something irreversible.

Wei Xizhuang gritted his teeth tightly, his face alternately red.

Outside the house, ten Jinyiwei pulled their knives and confronted the dozens of strong men surrounding them in front of them vigilantly!

These people looked cruel and looked like desperate people, holding a knife in their hands, as if they would rush up when there was any movement in the room and kill everyone here!

Wei Xizhuang was very angry. He rarely faced such people. He followed people to confiscate his home in the capital. He interrogated him occasionally and interrogated him. The others were almost smooth.

When did someone threaten him like this and sink him to the river?

He is a person who almost wants to be awarded a title!

Wei Xizhuang's eyes were full of murderous intent. He had never been so angry. He wanted to kill someone like this. Looking at the Xiuchun Knife in front of him, he really wanted to draw the sword and slash the person in front of him with a knife!

The man looked at Wei Xizhuang's murderous intent and ignored it. He glanced at the desperate people outside the inn and sneered more and more: "Mr. Wei, if you have nothing to do, go back to Beijing today. There is no place you should stay. Don't come to Huai'an Mansion in the future. I'm just the person who passes the message. Don't blame me for not reminding you that if you missed today, the bandits on the road will not care who you are. The Jinyiwei is not enough to get a gap between them!"

Wei Xizhuang's teeth are about to be broken. These people are so arrogant! They are so arrogant! They are so arrogant!

He Qishou's face was also quite ugly. He didn't expect that these salt merchants were so vicious and had no trace of royal skills in their eyes!

He Qishou looked at Wei Xizhuang and was even more worried. There were now bandits everywhere in the country. If these people were killed, they would be pushed to those bandits, the court would have no other way except to order a strict investigation!

The man glanced at He Qishou, stood up, patted his clothes, and left calmly.

He left the inn, and the thugs retreated and quickly left with him.

Bang!

In the room, Wei Xizhuang overturned the table, kicked it wildly, and roared: "I shouldn't have listened to Zhou Zhengyun. These people are not too much if they kill a hundred times! I want to kill them! I want to kill them all! No one is left! No one is left!"

He Qishou watched Wei Xizhuang vent, but did not stop him.

The salt merchants made their fortunes by relying on private salt. They could erode the salt administration of the Ming Dynasty. They could imagine how powerful their power was. Not to mention seizing several of their ships, even if they touched a little, the counterattack was not something that ordinary people could bear.

That is, Wei Xizhuang, who is attracted by Wei Zhongxian's glory, has long been sinking into the river!

After venting for a while, Wei Xizhuang sat on the ground panting, sweating profusely, and the anger on his face could not fade.

He Qishou knew that Wei Xizhuang didn't know much about the mixed forces in the local area, so he waited for a while before stepping forward and said, "Boss, let's find a way to deal with it now. They have destiny people in their hands, and the relationship between the bandits and their relationship is inextricably linked, and they may really kill us."

Wei Xizhuang's face was gloomy and said, "What do you think you should do? Let the person go? Escape back to the capital in shame?"

Wei Xizhuang went south and followed the Jinyiwei to investigate the corruption case of the canal transport. He found that the canal transport ships were used to smuggle salt. As soon as two ships were detained, all kinds of people started to come to the door. Even Zhao Suijin, the commander in charge of the inspection, took the advantage and asked him to release the people!
Chapter completed!