Jiaohua

Chapter 1450
Stealing people's genealogy, among the rural clans, is a blood feud.

But for Zhang Yunyun, the country's ritual vessels have been stolen more than once, and the genealogy of the Jiang family is nothing.

But the difficulty now is that apart from being silent and not being discovered, there is not much time left for her.

After Zhang Yunyun left Taochun Tower, he gathered all the people he could send and asked them to go out of the city pretending to be vegetable farmers. She also disguised herself and took a bullock cart to Huibeiya.

Jiang's life was not easy this year. Jiang Mengxing was a high-ranking state official who had spent countless sums of money to promote him. After Jiang Mengxing's death, the government changed again, and the whole Jiang's image was covered with a layer of gray mist.

But the more this is the case, the more united the clan is.

It is not easy to find a person who can do things from them.

As the sun got bigger and bigger, Zhang Yunyun's heart became more and more anxious.

She sat in a tea shed by the roadside, waiting for her subordinates to come back one by one.

Finally, one of them came back with good news, and found out about an old and well-off Jiang family who also had a certain status in the family.

Zhang Yunyun's eyes brightened, she put down the teacup in her hand, and said: "Go and tie up his son, you must do it quickly!"

An hour later, this old man who was well-known in the Jiang family tree was brought to Zhang Yunyun tremblingly.

With a plop, he knelt down and took out the Jiang family tree from his arms: "Girl, please let my son go!"

Zhang Yunyun turned it over, showing a satisfied expression, and said to his opponent: "Let it go."

"Thank you girl! Thank you girl!"

Zhang Yunyun turned around and handed the genealogy behind him and brought two copyists: "There is no need to start from the beginning, just start copying from the beginning of Jiang Nineteen Gong, you two copy a page on the left and right, and finish copying as soon as possible."

The two copyists respectfully said, "Yes!"

After they finished copying, Zhang Yunyun returned it to the old man of Jiang's family and asked him to put it back to the original place, and then she returned to the city with the half copied genealogy.

Because she didn't know where Ah Li was now, she had to wait in the Taochun Building, but just as she sat down, the shopkeeper brought a man to take half of her genealogy.

Zhang Yunjun confirmed the other party's identity and handed over the genealogy.

The man thanked him, and when he turned to leave, Zhang Yunyun called him: "Wait a minute!"

The man turned around: "What else is there for Miss Zhang?"

"Also, please help me say a few nice words in front of Miss Ali..."

The man raised his hand and said embarrassingly: "To be honest, the villain is just an errand runner, and it's hard to say a word to the big boss."

Zhang Yunyun said: "If you find an opportunity, then...you can speak well, so let's speak well."

The Jiang family is having a hard time, so why is the Zhang family relying on others.

At the same time that the man was walking out of Taochun Building with Jiang's family tree, a young boy pushed a thin man without arms to the Shuangyan Que in Hejing Imperial Street. The wheelchair stumbled and climbed up to the Shuangyan Que lobby.

Because it is a musical instrument shop, the lobby is elegant and peaceful, and most of them are bamboo musical instruments.

Shuangyan Que's shopkeeper Guan came out to welcome him, and said respectfully, "Your Excellency is Senior Feng Wensheng?"

The young boy looked around and shouted, "Where's the woman? Why doesn't she come to greet us personally if we are asked to come?"

Shopkeeper Guan said with a smile: "Wait, wait, Guan will invite you now."

He asked the waiter beside him to bring tea, and then walked quickly to the back hall.

In the small side hall separated by a wall, Mu Tingyu turned his head and asked Old Sovereign Gu: "Master, who is he?"

Old Sect Master Gu shook his head: "Although I have never met Feng Wensheng, this person is obviously not."

Shopkeeper Guan happened to come in and said, "Why did the old suzerain know that he is not?"

"He has hands." Old Sovereign Master Gu said.

Mu Tingyu and shopkeeper Guan were taken aback for a moment, and looked at the same time.

The man was too thin, and his clothes were too wide to hide his bony arms.

Old Sect Master Gu's voice turned cold: "And the armrest of his wheelchair can hide hidden weapons."

Mu Tingyu observed carefully for a while, and sighed: "Ali's benefactor is very good at planning things, as expected, there is no need to prepare manpower, just dig the ground."

Shopkeeper Guan said, "Then, should we act now, or..."

Old Sect Master Gu nodded: "Let's do it."

"it is good!"

After Shopkeeper Guan left, Old Sovereign Gu looked at Mu Tingyu and said, "My beloved, you should go prepare as well."

Mu Tingyu said respectfully: "Yes, Master."

As his words fell, shopkeeper Guan turned the mechanism outside, and "Feng Wensheng" who was patiently waiting for the girl to appear, and the young boy exclaimed and fell three feet.

The little boy's waist hit the stone wall, his face wrinkled in pain.

The wheelchair of "Feng Wensheng" was stuck by the collapsed floor. In a panic, he triggered the mechanism, swishing dozens of arrows, and shot directly at the ceiling, causing a lot of dust to fall.

Mu Tingyu looked at them and said, "Master, this disciple is going to interrogate people. Do you have anything to say to Master? Disciple is used to using torture in interrogation. At the lightest, a few fingers have to be broken, so..."

Old Sect Master Gu stroked his long beard: "Since they came here with the intention of killing people, then you don't need mercy."

Mu Tingyu's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

Even the pace of leaving has become brisk.

(End of this chapter)