win the hairpin

Chapter 262
Yue Zhongtai looked at Zhang Xutang, and was amazed in his heart.

He didn't think that Zhang Xutang was a yamen who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun. Instead, he believed that many of Zhang's family and King Yan's writings came from Zhang Xutang.

I don't know how the Zhang family produced such an evil son. He was almost poisoned in the womb, and he was born with all five poisons. Now that he has grown up, the bad water has been bubbling out.

And Zhang Rui looked at Zhang Xuling, and also had a lot of opinions on the eldest son.

He really didn't know how their Zhang family came out with a kind like Zhang Xuling, who couldn't be bad, but it wasn't good enough, even his knowledge was mediocre, even with the prestige of being the son of the prime minister, outsiders could only praise him Honest and gentle.

Zhang Xuling looked at the old father's cold gaze, flustered in his heart, forced his face to drink tea like Zhang Xutang, but as soon as he picked up the teacup, the teacup shook too much, and the lid of the cup hit the rim heavily, making a sound. Crisp sound.

Yue Zhongtai looked over and said with a smile: "Why doesn't my nephew continue to run those tabloids?"

He asked Zhang Xuling a question, and Zhang Xuling immediately clamped his legs, fumbling nervously: "Your Majesty, the tabloids are always talking nonsense, so it's better not to do it, so as not to give others an opportunity."

Seeing that he was a big quail, Yue Zhongtai also knew that he was mediocre, so he praised against his will: "Nephew is still thoughtful."

Although Zhang Rui hated his eldest son, he was still his own son after all, and he couldn't be ridiculed by outsiders, so he diverted the conversation: "Speaking of tabloids, you can start slowly. Speaking, as long as we speak better and more than the other party, that's fine."

The two of them talked about Zhang Xutang and Yue Huaiyu's marriage again. They were both very old, so why not count the date tomorrow and settle it down.

Zhang Xutang, who hadn't spoken all the time, suddenly said: "Wait a minute, I still have a big gift to give her, and I'm not ready yet."

"This child," Zhang Rui said with a smile, "I don't know what kind of gift I prepared."

"It's good if you have the heart." Yue Zhongtai touched the teacup, thinking that it would be better not to frighten people with this gift.

While chatting, Zhang Lin flashed by the door with an umbrella in hand. Zhang Xutang pleaded guilty, got up and walked to the door.

Zhang Rui and Yue Zhongtai only heard these two muttering, as if they were saying something about being caught.

After Zhang Xutang heard this, he walked in again, and sat down without any strange expression on his face. Instead, Zhang Rui smiled and said, "What are you being mischievous about, kid?"

Zhang Xutang replied, "I just caught a puppy."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone laughed, and Zhang Xutang also had a faint smile on his face, obviously the puppy he caught was very interesting to him.

Zhang Xuling also smiled, but there was no smile at all in his heart, he just echoed in greetings.

His second child was already terrified by sitting motionless. At this time, he caught a puppy who didn't know where it came from, which greatly frightened his fragile heart. The outsider was poisoned, and he was the closest, and he already felt like dying from the poison.

He listened to the high-spirited talk of the two elders, and at the same time felt pitiful and pathetic for the puppy in his heart. While sympathizing with him, he breathed slowly to prevent himself from dying of poison too quickly.

Zhang Xutang looked at Zhang Xuling and sneered in his heart.

Zhang Xuling was his stupid elder brother, the eldest son of the Zhang family who decorated the lintel, and also a useless aide in Yan Wang's mansion.

This elder brother exudes his kindness everywhere, but if there is no Zhang family, all the wicked people in this world would have already left all the bones he gnawed.

He didn't even know that he was a mediocre person, and it was really stupid to think that the momentum and power the Zhang family created for him belonged to him.

But Goofy has a use for Goofy, and it's time to use him soon.

The rainstorm came and went quickly, and soon the rain gradually receded, and the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed.

The father and son of the Zhang family and Yue Zhongtai got up and left, the head of the Daxiangguo Temple couldn't avoid it, and sent the two civil and military ministers all the way to the mountain gate.

Outside the mountain gate, the attendants of Zhang and Yue had been waiting in the rain for a long time. Zhang Rui and Yue Zhongtai each got into the carriage, Zhang Xuling also followed Zhang Rui back, but Zhang Xutang took only an old guard and went to Caomen Street. Song family.

Yin Xiao was not there, the door latch of Song's house couldn't stop his footsteps, Lao Wei jumped off the wall and opened the door for him lightly.

He stood at the door, and first glanced at the general appearance of the Song family - it was very clean and quiet, a few potted flowers were scattered by the rain, and the thrush put its head upside down under its wings, showing no sign of vigilance .

Water dripped from the eaves and landed on the ground, and the sound became more and more quiet.

Everywhere here exudes warmth and cleanliness. The aroma of food, the aroma of paper-wrapped incense, and the warm breath of people are mixed together through water vapor, and this small place has a good atmosphere.

There are still many bamboo strips in the yard. These thin and tough bamboo strips form a basket shape and have not yet formed, so the bamboo strips stretch out from the base, ready to cut people's skin at any time.

There is a low stool and a small table in the corridor, and there is a handful of roasted peanuts left on the small table.

The stool must have been used by Song Huiyue, and the peanuts must have been eaten by Song Huiyue.

Zhang Xutang strolled over and sat on a low stool. The low stool had no backrest, so he could only sit upright. He grabbed a peanut, squeezed open the shell, poured out the peanut kernels, and carefully rubbed off the shell of the peanut.

Putting the naked peanuts into his mouth and grinding them slowly, the door of a side room creaked slightly. Following the sound, he looked up and saw Song Huiyue.

Song Huiyue just woke up from sleep, her face bears a few red marks printed by bamboo mats, her lips are slightly parted, like half-opened petals, she is wearing a bean green gauze shirt, she is pulling her shoes, her right hand is still scratching Mosquito pack on face.

After seeing Zhang Xutang clearly, a look of astonishment appeared on her face, her eyes widened, and she maintained the tickling posture for a moment, then she bent down and lifted up the heels of her shoes.

At the moment of bending over, Song Huiyue glanced around, and saw that the gate was open and the latch was intact, allowing Zhang Xutang's master and servant to drive straight in. Outside the gate, there were no guards following Zhang Xutang, nor patrolling yamen servants and forbidden troops.

She straightened up and glanced at Yin Xiao's room as fast as she could.

The door was closed tightly, and there was no movement in the room, as if Yin Xiao had disappeared out of thin air.

Something happened to Yin Xiao?
Her heart sank suddenly, her face instantly turned livid, and even her face stretched invisible.

Stepping towards Zhang Xutang's direction, she was thinking about Zhang Xutang's purpose of coming here late at night in the stagnant water.

Murder and arson?
Or do you want to take Qinghui away?
Or let her hand over the letter?

"Old Wei, bring a stool to Mrs. Song." Zhang Xutang said casually.

Lao Wei took a murderous look at Song Huiyue, picked up a low stool from the corridor, and placed it five steps away from Zhang Xutang.

According to his own wishes, Song Huiyue should be taken out of the pier in Kyoto, killed on the boat, and then thrown into the river.

But Zhang Xutang didn't mean that, and he couldn't do it rashly, he could only arrange Song Huiyue a little farther away, lest she suddenly attack and bite off Zhang Xutang's ear.

"Sit," Zhang Xutang pointed to the stool, "I'll come in when your guard isn't here."

(End of this chapter)