Yan's foreign relatives, give Da Yan a little Xuanwu Gate shock

Yuan Congqian asked back: "What do you think we should do?"

Chen Zhijun did not hide his friendship with Zuo Xuanliao, but just pleaded:

"He escorted Yuan Jun to the Taiwei Mansion in an impolite manner, and he is still interning and working for the Taiwei Mansion. If he is not sent to a remote place, he will be the backbone of the Taiwei Mansion in the future, and will do things that are hostile to the Western Pharmacy.

I hope that Yuan Jun can spare his life and not hate him for it. Zuo Xuanliao is old-fashioned and likes to imitate the heroic and tragic assassins of ancient times. He is just bound by the desire for promotion in the Taiwei Mansion and cannot get out of it. "

"How can you and I know what he is thinking?"

Yuan Congqian smiled and shook his head, then stood up. "Whatever he thinks, just invite him to Fuchunlou."

……

Zuo Xuanliao, dressed in the attire of a Taixue student, pushed open the door of the Fuchunlou box.

In front of me was Yuan Congqian, who was smiling, and steaming food.

He looked at Yuan Congqian: "Yuan Youcheng."

This official title made Chen Zhijun feel a little uncomfortable.

Yuan Congqian did not take it seriously and pulled Zuo Xuanliao to the left.

"The Taiwei Mansion and the Western Pharmacy are not on good terms. I think Zuo Langjun knows this. The Taiwei knows about your relationship with Chen Zhijun, and he will definitely force you to keep an eye on the Western Pharmacy. I will find a way to help you avoid embarrassment."

"If the Grand Marshal's Mansion comes to the Western Pharmacy to help, will it only make things worse?"

Zuo Xuanliao asked back.

Yuan Congqian did not dislike Zuo Xuanliao, who had guarded Yumen for almost his entire life in the plot, and persuaded him patiently.

"Brother Zuo, do you know what the Taiwei and Si Suitai have been busy with these days? They are sending people to collect evidence of the Western Pharmacy's crimes! The dosage of the medicine determines the effect of the medicine. If it is not correct, it will be a poison that harms people. In just one morning and one afternoon, people who did not follow the regulations to come to the Western Pharmacy for skin tests were injured."

"The Grand Marshal's Mansion will certainly use this to attack the Western Pharmacy. This is a matter between me and that power-hungry old man. I don't want you to be caught between Brother Chen and the Grand Marshal's Mansion..."

"Yuan Congqian, why do you treat me this way?"

Zuo Xuanliao suddenly stood up.

"How could I not know that the Western Medicine Bureau benefits the country and the people? Even if there are many drawbacks now, it is difficult to cover up its progress? In your eyes, am I someone who would turn against my friends because of a piece of jade from an official of the Taiwei Mansion?"

"If you think that I will hate you because of the Grand Marshal, then you have misjudged me, and I have misjudged you too! If this is how you and Chen Zhijun see me, then I will resign today and go home to my hometown in Yudi!"

Chapter 71 CPU him!

"I came to Baizao from Henan Province not to get promoted or make money, but to serve the country!"

Zuo Xuanliao spoke word by word, and his gaze made Chen Zhijun feel ashamed.

"Brother Zuo, I..."

"If the Taiwei Mansion is really like you said, and it will hinder Dayan from becoming a better place... I don't know what I have done to make you think that I would go along with the Taiwei Mansion just for the seal of the martial arts examiner!"

Zuo Xuanliao untied the ink-colored ribbon around his waist and threw the heavy copper seal with the seal script "Taiwei Mansion Recruitment as Imperial College Student" on the table with a heavy clashing sound.

He pointed at the copper seal wrapped with a ribbon and said loudly:

"When there was no bronze seal, Yuan Congqian, you were still able to stand up for Brother Chen, whom you met for the first time, and draw your sword against Qilin. Brother Chen argued with Qilin for the sake of his hometown!"

"Why is the situation different with the copper seal? What's the logic behind this?"

"Without the copper seal, Zuo Xuanliao is a fellow student of the Imperial Academy; with the copper seal, he is a lackey of the Imperial Commandant's Office. In front of the copper seal, ordinary people are not worth mentioning? Then in your eyes, am I this copper seal, or am I Zuo Xuanliao?"

His continuous questions made Chen Zhijun dare not look up at him.

Everyone present knew that although Yuan Congqian was a man of many thoughts, he was not one who liked to doubt those around him or use conspiracy tricks. He used open conspiracy, beat them when necessary, and beat them in front of a group of people.

However, Chen Zhijun was not a pure military candidate like Zuo Xuanliao.

He carries the expectations of the Longmen Chen family and wants to climb up step by step, study hard, and turn the Longmen Chen family into the Baizao Chen family, taking root in the capital. How big is the difference in thinking between him and Zuo Xuanliao?

Yuan Congqian asked Zuo Xuanliao to come to Fuchunlou. It must have been, and could only have been, Chen Zhijun's idea.

Originally, the next development was that Zuo Xuanliao, who followed the ancient tradition, would follow the example of the ancients, abandon his official seal, and sever ties with Chen Zhijun. But when Zuo Xuanliao was so angry that his chest heaved and Chen Zhijun was humiliated, Yuan Congqian suddenly took a step forward.

"Look, he's in a hurry."

His words made Zuo Xuanliao so angry that he was confused.

What does "anxious" mean? Isn't he expressing his views on the Taiwei Mansion and the Western Pharmacy in a very serious manner? It was Yuan Congqian who called him here, and he also responded. How can he say "anxious"?

Yuan Congqian shook his head and sighed: "Zuo Jun, Chen Zhijun is not doubting that you are too good, but he is worried that the old general is too bad! Since Zuo Jun wants to prove that he wants to serve the country, can the land he cultivate help Yan Country have ten fewer hungry people?"

"When you resigned, the Taiwei Mansion only lost a martial arts candidate, but we lost a classmate we could trust. What a huge loss! Why did Zuo Jun do such a thing that would make his relatives sad and his enemies happy?"

Zuo Xuanliao felt dizzy after hearing Yuan Congqian's barrage of words.

How come after all these conversations, he was the one who was wrong?

Zuo Xuanliao wanted to deny Yuan Congqian's words. He was right. He knew everything that the Taiwei Mansion did, and he couldn't stand it. But the Western Pharmacy didn't know how many lives it could save. But, is this the case? Right, right?

"Zuo Jun!"

Yuan Congqian held Zuo Xuanliao's hand and sped up his CPU while he was dizzy: "Who else can Chen Zhijun and I trust in the capital? Only you! Do you want us to trust Lin Yingwen?"

"what? What?"

Zuo Xuanliao’s brain crashed.

"Brother Zuo! Who can we rely on in the Western Pharmacy?"

Chen Zhijun also recovered from being reprimanded and followed Yuan Congqian.

"Are we counting on the Columbians to help Yan Country, or are we counting on the Sarkaz and that stinky-faced Filin who can only chatter nonsense? The only person we can trust who can help us keep an eye on those students is you, Brother Zuo!"

"Don't say such childish things. I..."

“Brother Zuo, listen to me!”

Yuan Congqian flashed in front of Zuo Xuanliao.

"Others look down on your talent and think that you only gained the appreciation of the officials in the Taiwei Mansion through slander. The first time I saw you, I knew that you were actually a loyal person who would rather guard the border for fifty years without any regrets..."

He and Chen Zhijun took turns to sugar-coated Zuo Xuanliao.

Originally, Zuo Xuanliao was very angry. After being repeatedly persuaded by the two people who had undergone Kal'tsit's intensive language training, he began to doubt himself. He got angry directly at Chen Zhijun and said that he did not trust him. Was there something wrong with him?

Before Zuo Xuanliao could even react, he had boarded the Western pharmacy's pirate ship.

……

Compared with the thriving Western pharmacy.

The mood in Huangfu Mansion was not so wonderful.

"The master died at the hands of Shanmazi?!"

Upon hearing the news that Chen had wiped out the bandits at Hangu Pass and found the trail of Minister Huang in the bandit camp, Minister Huang's wife, Huang, collapsed to the ground. The stewards and servants around also had different expressions.

Everyone in the Seventh Mansion heard the noise in Huang's mansion.

There was another round of chaos that they were happy to watch.

In the chaos, only a young-looking member of the Huang clan stood up.

"Mother! After Yuan Congqian was wiped out by the pirates, he still kept his sanity. He cut the Gordian knot and sold all the assets before the agents of the assets received the news. We should have made the same decision!"

"You still mention him!"

Huang's face was filled with grief and she turned pale.

"If he hadn't beaten me, why would I have tried to find a way out? Now, I was killed by the bandits in the village, relying on my few magic skills and without any money!"

"Every sip and every bite, in the final analysis, isn't it all because of my father's greed? In all matters related to the Ministry of Revenue, in the end, only 50% of his efforts are effective. He already has so much wealth, but he still can't stop!"

The young man did not spare the deceased Minister Huang at all.

Oh, now he is no longer a third-rank assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue. Many officials in the Ministry of Revenue have reported Assistant Minister Huang for his inaction in the face of economic chaos and demanded that he be removed from his post on the grounds of incompetence and buried with civilian rites.

The position of the Minister of Revenue is a good one with a lot of money. They need to quickly bury Huang Renzhao so that they can quickly fill the vacancy of the Minister of Revenue and continue to serve the country together. As for the money Huang Renzhao got from the position of the Minister?

It’s not nice to talk about money, as this much money is enough for the Huang clan.

Huang looked at the others who were eager to take action on the family business, and couldn't help crying and cursing:

"The gate of Huang's mansion has not been repaired yet, and even the master's body has not been recovered from the government! You are ready to follow Yuan Congqian's example and sell off the property! Great, you are all good sons of Master Huang..."

Chapter 72: Transformed into flying birds, each flew to the forest

Mrs. Huang was not Huang Renzhao’s first wife.

She looked younger than Huang Renzhao's two oldest sons.

Seeing her throwing a tantrum, the other Huang clan members were afraid that pushing her would cause gossip, so they could only let her cry on the ground. Looking at the people in the seven mansions, they were all looking in through the gate, feeling even more ashamed and wishing they could crawl into the crack.

Finally, several ladies helped her up and took her into the inner hall.

After all, having fun is never too much trouble.

The death of Minister Huang was not new to the people in the capital. It was too far away, and no one could bring disaster to them. But if the Huang family members hugged and kissed Minister Huang's wife in front of the mourning hall, and even brought up stepmother literature... this would set off an uproar in the capital!

In the mourning hall of the Huang Mansion, before anyone could cry for a few more words, a coffin was carried out. No one in the Huang family was willing to pay a tailor to mend Mr. Huang's body, so they had to cover his waist with a white cloth and put him in the coffin.

In addition, the hastily repaired door slapped back and forth, and creaked in the autumn wind, making the scene look desolate and terrifying.

"The most urgent task is to divide the family quickly. I am the third oldest, and I have not been involved in family affairs as early as my elder and second brothers, nor have I made friends with the powerful in the capital and obtained official titles like my other brothers. I hope everyone can agree that I should be the one to divide the family."

Huang Lao San inherited his father's righteousness and bearing, and he clasped his fists to the people around him.

"This morning, my eldest and second brothers took the land deeds and boarded Jiang Qi's motorcade. But they didn't dare to take the property in the capital with them, so we divided it up here and sold it separately, so that my younger brothers and sisters can have the capital to make a living."

Huang Lao San's words received a very enthusiastic response:

"Quickly divide, quickly divide, right here!"

"I don't want the land in Anlefang, you keep it for yourself!"

"Didn't the master of Jinghefang secretly keep an opera singer there? I don't want anything else, just give her to me..."

Huang Renzhao's sons began to divide the land in front of the mourning hall.

Even if it was the youngest brother or sister, if they were willing to take them with them to live, Huang Lao San would be willing to make up for the betrothal gift and dowry. As for what happened later, he really couldn't help.

As we all know, the dead are more useful than the living. Master Huang can't say that I have an opinion. There are so many bad debts in the Ministry of Revenue, and the officials of the Ministry of Revenue are looking forward to using Master Huang's death to settle the accounts.

If the Ministry of Justice, the Three Courts, and the Suzhengyuan also intend to use Master Huang to settle accounts, then it will not be a question of how much of the embezzled state-owned assets and Ursacerwen will have to return, none of them will be able to escape.

After receiving the contract according to their respective requirements, the Huang clan members looked dissatisfied, but they did not scold Huang Laosan for being partial, because the only property left for him was Anlefang.

"How do you want my father to be buried?"

Finally, they began to care about Huang Renzhao lying in the coffin.

According to folk customs, they had to take turns to guard Huang Renzhao's spirit for seven days and seven nights before burying him, and then each person had to mourn for him for another year. During this period, they could not eat meat, drink wine, or enjoy entertainment and beauty, and had to wear white mourning clothes.

For them, this is simply torture.

After much discussion, some people wanted to cancel the burial objects, some wanted to cross out the family tree, but no one was willing to pay someone to repair the upper and lower parts of Huang Renzhao's body. It could be said that this was the ultimate act of filial piety.

Finally, they concluded:

"Why not keep it simple and save yourself? Don't hire a tailor or a makeup artist for your father. After he goes into the furnace, his flesh and blood and the Shu brocade and antiques buried with him will all turn to ashes. It's better to pretend to be an ordinary citizen and burn him."

Afterwards, they scattered like birds and beasts, and no one from the Huang family was seen in the mourning hall.

Huang Saburo sat alone beside Huang Renzhao's coffin, using the Source Stone Technique to dry the sweat on his forehead. It was hard to tell what he was thinking, and his face was no longer smiling, so there was no clue.

"What's going on in the Huang Mansion? The people from the Seventh Mansion have been blocking your door to listen to the show for an hour, and now they've finally calmed down a bit. What's going on?"

A man swaggered into Huang's mansion.

The person who came was Yan Junyan.

He looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what a scene! When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter, and they turn into flying birds and each returns to the forest. It seems that the Huang family also knows what kind of person Huang Renzhao is, and understands how much he will have to settle after his death.

"Grand Herald! Grand Herald! You must save the Huang family..."

Hearing his voice, Mrs. Huang came out again.

"Huang needs someone to save him. How can this be possible?"

Yan Junyan looked at the beautiful woman and said, "The Huang family has wise men who can see the situation clearly and capable people who can make proper arrangements. Even if the Huang family falls to the bottom, they can still rise again with their help. What is there to worry about, Madam Huang?"

Huang screamed miserably: "Master Huang was not killed by bandits!"

Yan Junyan said slowly:

"Is it important? No one cares how he died. Yu Cheng, the Junior Official of the Dali Temple, has already taken over this matter. The Three Law Courts will naturally give Huang an explanation when the time comes. It would be better for Huang to make up for my debt first."