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Chapter 65 Zhang Er's Comeback
Tie Zhenshan's eyes were bright, and she stepped forward to put her hands on Guanyin: "It has to be moved, be careful, and find a big buyer."

King Jin lowered his eyes: "I'm afraid no one would dare to buy it."

Tie Zhenshan said carelessly: "I'm afraid that the government will investigate, that's okay, I'll put it in the village and make it a treasure of the village."

King Jin smiled gently, with a dazed expression on his face: "This Guanyin has the face of Concubine Zhang, so it's not right for you to be a treasure in the village."

After hearing this, Tie Zhenshan immediately turned her head to look up at Guanyin's face carefully. After staring at it for a long time, she said in a daze, "It turns out that being a noble concubine has this kind of benefit, even a Bodhisattva can do it."

She had heard that Concubine Zhang doted on the harem long ago, but she was separated from her by nature, and she thought of Concubine Zhang when there was not enough meat pie, and she was very envious, because Concubine Zhang definitely wanted to eat a few.

Seeing this priceless Jade Guanyin now, Concubine Zhang Guifei's luxury and power suddenly and clearly pressed in front of her, shocking her heart.

"Does Concubine Zhang dare to accept it?"

Jin Wang smiled: "It was Shuaisi from Guangxi South Road who had a dream. In the dream, the Bodhisattva instructed him to find a piece of beautiful jade, and said that the nobles in the palace have the face of the Dharma body, and they should make their images in the palace to serve the people of the world." Look up and pray."

These words were originally intended to be respectful, but when they came out of King Jin's mouth, they became a bit like a joke.

This is a joke.

Concubine Zhang Gui is looked up to by people all over the world, so what is his mother?
Lonely and resentful ghost?

Various fragments of the past flashed before his eyes, intertwined with reality, like an unreal dream.

An old court lady knelt in front of his young body, talking intermittently.

"They brought people and medicine and said that it was a secret decree, which is the meaning of the present. Later, they declared a sudden illness and died."

"who are they?"

"I only recognize one, and it's the enshrined officer in charge of entering and exiting the Forbidden Palace. There are also some who don't look like internal servants."

The queen mother was old and sick, Zhang Rui was promoted step by step, the Pei family was forced to stay away from the court, the queen mother passed away, Zhang Meiren became a noble concubine, and the post-provincial departments became Zhang Guifei's possessions.

Concubine Zhang Gui who acted in a false imperial decree, Zhang Xiang, who was in full swing, and the cowardly emperor who succeeded to the throne at a young age, all appeared in front of King Jin one by one.

They are tall, their faces are blurred, and they sit in the forbidden palace in Kyoto physically, but their souls are attached to this Jade Guanyin, and they examine him silently.

And he looked back calmly.

Father and son fight against each other, brothers fight against each other, wives and concubines fight, this is the emperor's family.

The supremacy, the right to turn your hands into clouds and your hands into rain, is destined to be watered and supported with blood.

His expression was cold for a moment, but the emotion flashed by, and soon became calm.

Tie Zhenshan didn't pay attention to his changes, and still lingered on this Guanyin: "Why don't you chisel the face again? There is a jade mill in Ezhou. I snatched it once, and it looks okay."

She looked at King Jin: "Is it difficult to change your face?"

"Difficult." King Jin turned around and walked out of the full cabin, took the slingshot from You Song's hand, stuffed a silver pill in his pocket, pulled the slingshot full, aimed at Yu Guanyin and shot it out.

The silver ball hit the root of Yuguanyin, and there was a crisp sound. Yuguanyin first cracked a gap, and then this large gap spread out like a spider web, and the subtle cracking sound kept ringing in the depth of Yuguanyin.

Although Jade Guanyin is still standing in the same place, as long as you push it with your hand, the Jade Mountain will fall and become fragments of different sizes all over the ground.

Tie Zhenshan was dumbfounded. On the one hand, she felt that her purse was also broken with Yuguanyin, and on the other hand, she felt that King Jin's heroic posture when he hit the slingshot broke her heart.

And when she was heartbroken for King Jin, everyone in Tanzhou City was also exhausted physically and mentally for King Jin.

Song Huiyue had briefly informed Xie Zhou of the future, and Xie Zhou's complexion quickly became haggard under the double stimulation of blood and Zhang Xutang.

The oiran lady, Qin Niang, asked him in a low voice, "Ba Ye, are you alright?"

Xie Zhou replied: "I haven't died yet."

The Song family is still under the hostage of the Zhang family, and may even be in flames.

And Song Qinghui, whether it is temperament or appearance, are all kneaded out of snow-white dough, if he didn't go to Doctor Gu
Cats have cat lanes, dogs have dog lanes, and there are countless filthy places in a city, where crime and darkness breed, and little Song Qinghui falls into it, even if he finds it, it will be too late.

Not daring to think too much, he stood up: "My father is in the city, the most urgent thing is to find Qinghui! Sister Yue, you stay here, and the servants who know how to fight and kick will protect you. Everyone here is trustworthy. I'm going to the pier."

After finishing speaking, he immediately went back to the house and changed into a purple robe of King Jin, wearing a goldfish bag, and covering his eyebrows and eyes with a big soap-colored hat. At first glance, his figure was exactly the same as King Jin.

Asking someone to bring the recliner chair, he pretended that his life was hanging by a thread, returning to the city for medical treatment, and let the guards carry him away.

Isn't Zhang Xutang guarding there to prevent anyone from passing by, so he will scare Zhang Xutang first.

Jin Wang is not dead, he is still alive, and he still has one breath left. If Zhang Xutang wants to intercept and kill him, he will kill Zhang Xutang by surprise, and get rid of Zhang Xutang, just to push this fire.

The fire is ruthless, others can die, but Zhang Yanei, who is rich and precious, can still die.

He didn't have time to think of any plan to attack the east and turn the tiger away from the mountain, and he didn't have the brains to solve the matter without bloodshed.

If there was enough time, he could speak up and make Zhang Xutang mad.

Just be quick now, the sooner the better!
Before leaving, he told Song Huiyue: "Don't leave Biezhuang."

After Song Huiyue nodded, he took his men and horses and went straight to Zhang Xutang.

The sky gradually brightened, and the morning light suddenly appeared, pouring out of the clouds.

Song Huiyue sat blankly on the stone bench in the yard, looking up at the dazzling morning light.

The golden light surged, as hot as gold in a furnace, dispelling the chill brought by the night, and made her feel the warmth of returning to the world.

There is always endless pain and crime at night. The queen died in the middle of the night, and Song Qi was imprisoned in the third watch. On the way from Kyoto to Tanzhou, all the killings were after nightfall.

Even Zhang Xutang's fanfare was at night - in just one night, he committed countless crimes.

The light became brighter and brighter, and Qin Niang, who was as bright as a rose, brought hot tea: "Madam, drink tea."

"Thank you." Song Huiyue reached out to take the teacup, reached halfway, stood up suddenly, and gave a "shh" to Qinniang.

The teacup in Niang Qin's hand shook, and the cup and the tray made a crisp knocking sound, and then rustling sounds came in one after another.

It was the sound of ants crawling over dead leaves. Although it was very slight, it was especially loud in the quiet villa.

Mixed with this, there was the sound of cloth being pressed against the wall and the wooden door sliding down.

Qin Niang's hand holding the tea began to tremble. She saw something was wrong from Song Huiyue's dignified expression, she dared not move or speak, but could only tremble physically and mentally.

"Go into the house," Song Huiyue pushed her lightly, "someone broke in."

Qin Niang asked softly: "Who?"

"Zhang Xutang."

Except for the frenzied and daring Zhang Xutang, no one else dared to make trouble in Jinwang Biezhuang.

(End of this chapter)