This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

in the room.

Zhang Ping'an tossed six thousand taels of silver notes in his hand, a satisfied look on his face.

"In later generations, that would be roughly equivalent to 60 million yuan. Now I'd be considered middle class."

dong dong...

A knock came at the door.

Then came Lu Qingyin's clear and cold voice.

"Zhang Ping'an, I need to talk to you."

Zhang Ping'an put the silver notes into his pocket, walked over and opened the door.

Lu Qingyin stood gracefully at the door, dressed in a purple gauze dress embroidered with green plum blossoms and a pink cloak that covered her fair and plump body.

Zhang Ping'an stepped aside to make way, and said in a cool tone, "Miss Lu, what are your orders this time?"

Lu Qingyin ignored his sarcastic remarks and stared at him coldly with her clear eyes.

"Zhang Ping'an, I don't know what you've done, but I want to remind you that you should be down-to-earth and not always resort to underhanded tactics."

"Although you may be able to make the Zhang family bow down for a while, what awaits you next is only their frenzied revenge."

"Right now you might be able to use the reputation of my Prime Minister's residence to intimidate the Zhang family. But what about a year from now?"

"How will you handle that situation?"

Zhang Pingan was stunned for a moment.

Is this girl crazy?

What underhanded tactics did I use? I have no idea!

However, he quickly realized what was happening and became somewhat angry.

"Ha, Miss Lu, do you think Zhang Xuanling apologized to me because I used some underhanded methods to threaten them?"

"Do you think the reason they are threatened by me but dare not retaliate is because they fear the prestige of your Prime Minister's residence?"

"Isn't that right?" Lu Qingyin asked back with an air of self-assurance.

Heh... Zhang Ping'an laughed in exasperation.

He couldn't be bothered to explain, because even if he did, the woman wouldn't believe him. Just like last time when he admitted that he was Li Du, it would only provoke even more doubts from this self-righteous woman.

"Miss Lu, you underestimate me, Zhang Ping'an."

"Furthermore, you overestimate your Prime Minister's residence."

"If you're worried that I'm using your family's reputation to bully others, you can divorce me now."

Blanch it! I'm not serving you anymore!

Zhang Ping'an really couldn't stand this woman; she was too damn self-righteous.

"Don't try to provoke me with those words. I said I would protect you for a year, and I will definitely keep my word."

"But how will you handle this a year from now?"

After finishing her speech, Lu Qingyin turned and left.

Zhang Ping'an clenched his fist secretly and frantically gave Lu Qingyin the middle finger as she looked at her slender back.

Damn it, I really want to pin this woman to the ground a hundred times over!

In this wicked feudal society, even a son-in-law who marries into a family doesn't have the right to divorce.

You should buy a house and move out as soon as possible!

The Sun residence.

Enraged, Zhang Xuanling stormed out of the gate, cursing and swearing, occasionally turning back to shout insults.

"Sun Guihua, you old scoundrel, from now on I will never let you get away with this!"

After cursing for a while, he finally got into the carriage by the roadside.

Inside the carriage, Zhang Xuanling was still cursing, as if there was some deep-seated hatred between the two.

Despite his scolding, Zhang Xuanling remained remarkably calm.

Lord Sun, this is all I can do to help you. Figure out the rest yourself!

In the living room of the Sun family.

Sun Guihua's face was extremely gloomy, and at the same time, there was a hint of panic.

As a fellow high-ranking official in the imperial court, his political acumen was in no way inferior to Zhang Xuanling's.

"Master, this Zhang fellow is really something else. He comes to our house and acts wildly without even asking what happened. He really thinks he's something."

The concubine groaned as she massaged Sun Guihua's shoulders.

"Shut up!" Sun Guihua shouted, startling the concubine so much that she trembled and her breasts jiggled violently.

"You're just a woman, what do you know!"

"Lord Zhang has put a lot of thought into this."

During the day, Zhang Xuanling ordered his eldest son to go to the night watchman's office to withdraw the report. In the afternoon, he personally brought his third son to the prime minister's residence to apologize. That evening, he came to my place and caused a huge scene.

It seems His Majesty has already decided to kill me!

Zhang Xuanling was busy distancing himself from me; this was deliberately done for His Majesty's benefit.

At the same time, it's also a reminder to me.

Lord Zhang, you have done more than enough.

"Someone come here."

The butler immediately trotted in, bowed, and asked, "What are your orders, sir?"

"Any new information from the spies in charge of monitoring the Night Watch?" Sun Guihua asked with a stern face.

"Not at the moment," the butler said.

"Report to me immediately if you have any news."

Sun Guihua breathed a slight sigh of relief. The fact that the night watchmen hadn't made a move proved that the White Lotus Cult members were still quite sensible.

Unless the Night's Watch has solid evidence of his crimes, it won't be easy for the Empress to take action against him.

"Prepare the carriage, I need to go to the Left Prime Minister's residence."

into the night.

Zhang Ping'an put on his uniform, slung his broadsword over his waist, and hurriedly returned to the Night Watchmen's office.

Wang Qisheng, leading a group of men and carrying torches, met up with Zhang Ping'an at the entrance of the yamen.

"Brother Wang, why have you summoned me to the yamen so late at night? Has something important happened?"

Zhang Ping'an asked loudly, his tone revealing strong dissatisfaction.

"Peace! Good news! We made a major breakthrough during our interrogation of those White Lotus sect members today!" Wang Qisheng announced loudly.

"Really! That's wonderful! Take me to see it!"

Zhang Ping'an was overjoyed, and his entourage quickly entered the yamen.

Across the street, at the entrance of a dark alley, a figure frowned and quickly left.

The Night Watchman's Prison.

Zhang Pingan led Wang Qisheng to the door of Sun Xing's prison cell.

Sun Xing lay on a tattered straw mat, his body covered in dried blood.

Upon seeing Zhang Ping'an, the guy immediately grinned menacingly.

"You poor wretch, have you found any evidence?"

"If you can't find any evidence, let's see how many more days you can keep me locked up."

"When I get out of here, I'll slaughter your entire family, young and old. All the men will be killed, and the women will be raped and then killed, and then raped again. Hahaha..."

Zhang Ping'an sneered: "My father is Zhang Xuanling, my eldest brother is Zhang Qi, my second brother is Zhang Shu, and my third brother is Zhang Wu. Kill them all, and remember to leave no one alive! I thank you for your great kindness in advance."

Sun Xing was momentarily speechless.

Having no relatives, Zhang Ping'an has almost no weaknesses.

Even someone like Sun Xing felt helpless.

"Let's go check on those White Lotus Cult members." Zhang Ping'an revealed a strange smile and strode away.

In the deepest cells, several middle-aged men in their early thirties dressed in black were imprisoned.

Serious offenders are usually kept in the deepest part of the prison.

Zhang Ping'an glanced at them; these men had been tortured beyond recognition by the night watchmen.

However, the menacing aura on their faces remained undiminished.

Seeing their eyes, Zhang Ping'an felt a chill run down his spine.

That was a gaze filled with despair and hatred for the world.

Seeing the looks in these people's eyes, Zhang Ping'an knew that asking would be pointless.

But he still clung to his last glimmer of hope and looked at the youngest member of the White Lotus sect.

"A thousand lives were lost on that street in the west of the city. Who ordered you to do it?"

"Heh heh, corrupt official, only a thousand? I only regret not killing more. Oh, by the way, there was a pregnant woman among them; a dozen of us tortured her to death."

"Hearing her desperate screams makes me incredibly excited...!"

Zhang Ping'an clenched his fist and took a deep breath.

"Castrate him first! Remember, make several cuts."

Zhang Ping'an then did not interrogate the White Lotus followers any further.

These people were truly filled with despair for society and sought revenge against it; in later generations, they would be even more terrifying than terrorists.

Even more insane than Sun Xing.

It's too difficult to get anything out of them.

However, Zhang Ping'an had no intention of getting anything out of them in the first place.

All he wanted was to put psychological pressure on Sun Guihua.

After spending an hour in the cell, he led his men out.