I, Han Gaozu, actually traveled through Song Gaozong?

Chapter 60 Yang Yizhong

Zhu Song's home is on the side of Dingminfang in Lin'an City.

As a dignified servant of the Ministry of Rituals, this house is not too big. For a family of four with one maid and one entourage to help, the house is only barely enough.

But if you look at the boundaries, you can go to Taixue and Dali Temple at a corner, and you can go straight to the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites.

Mrs. Zhu Zhushi Sanniang is the daughter of a famous scholar in She County. Needless to say, etiquette, she manages the family well on weekdays, and manages the Zhu family in an orderly manner. Anyone who mentions her will make a joke Thumbs up.

But today, the Zhu family was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

After my husband came back from the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, he seemed to have lost his soul and locked himself in the study. No matter how Mrs. Zhu asked each other, Zhu Shilang would not say a word.

Seeing that it was already past dinner time, Zhu Song still refused to come out, Madam Zhu had no choice but to call her ten-year-old son to deliver food to Zhu Song.

The Zhu family gave birth to three sons, the eldest son and the second son both died young, but the third son Zhu Xi, who has grown up safely, is the only thought of the husband and wife.

Although Zhu Shilang is very strict on weekdays, when he treats his son, he is mostly gentle.

Little Zhu Xi was carrying the food plate, carefully avoiding the rainwater leaking from the eaves, and finally came to the study, but he couldn't spare his hands to knock on the door anymore.

"Daddy! It's me! I'm here to bring you food!"

The child's voice was immature, and it was better than loud; but under the heavy rain, it quickly disappeared.

"Daddy!"

He yelled again at the top of his voice, and slammed his body against the door lightly, but was immediately bounced back a few steps, almost falling down in the courtyard.

After all, the child, at this time, has already given birth to some grievances.

"Sanlang..."

His mother's voice came from behind, Zhu Xi looked back, but saw a person beside her.

It was dark at night, and Zhu Xi couldn't see his face clearly.

All he could see was that he was tall and tight, and a ray of candlelight leaked from the front room, illuminating the tiger head on his chest armor as if it came alive.

"mother……"

This person was like a King Kong in the monastery. When Mrs. Zhu got closer, little Zhu Xi quickly hid beside her legs, only showing half of his head, and looked at this person curiously.

He leaned on the handle of the knife at his waist with one hand, and stroked Zhu Xi's head with the other:
"Go to the front room. Uncle has something to say to your father."

Seeing his mother nodding his head, he handed over the food plate and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"You slow down!"

"This child..."

Mrs. Zhu turned around with a kind face and said:

"I made you laugh... I know I shouldn't ask too much, but..."

She looked worriedly at the study room, and now there wasn't even a light on, and she didn't know what her husband was doing there.

"What exactly happened, can you tell me one or two?"

"Nothing... just a little personal matter."

Sighing softly, she knew that this was not what she should know.

After knocking on the door, the room was still as quiet as usual, except for the sound of rain, there was no other sound.

"Master, the Yang Du envoy from the front office of the palace has come to look for you..."

"Master?"

Married to Zhu Song for more than [-] years, she knows her husband's nature too well.

In addition, it is good to say that if it is an official business of the court, he will definitely not delay.

"Did you fall asleep?"

After shouting twice more, Mrs. Zhu knocked on the door much harder.

Yang Yizhong glanced at the child in the corner, knowing that he had been looking at this side.

But now, he couldn't wait any longer.

He kicked the door, and the door, including its frame, fell into pieces in the room.

Mrs. Zhu didn't have time to be surprised, she hurried into the room, but it was really dark, so she had to find a fire book first.

He waved his hand to the child and made a gesture to let him go, Yang Dushi followed and stepped into the room.

The two adults were gone, so how could little Zhu Xi care so much, so he hurriedly walked closer, trying to hear what they said clearly.

"Master!"

The lamp in the study was finally lit. Zhu Xi stood outside the door, looking at the shadow hanging in the air, thought for a while, but didn't react.

Instead, it was his mother's mournful cry that made him feel a little scared instinctively.

He seemed to have suddenly fallen into a black mist, not knowing where to proceed.

Mrs. Zhu hugged Zhu Song's leg, trying to hug him down, but her strength was limited, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't move Zhu Shilang half a bit.

"Msg... Xianggong... Yang, Dushi Yang, can you help me..."

"Yang Dushi, help me..."

She hadn't shed tears yet, but her voice began to cry first.

Yang Yizhong looked at the face of his former colleague for a long time.

He's a little messed up.

Since this is the case, why do you want to force the officials?
If you have a wife and children, isn't it good to live well?
He drew the knife out and swung it upward.

Zhu Song's whole body... It should be said to be half of him. His head was received by Yang Yizhong, and his body fell to the ground and fell into Mrs. Zhu's arms.

"You, what are you doing...you give it back to me, you..."

Just short of fear, Mrs. Zhu quickly rushed towards Yang Yizhong.

Letting her punch him, Yang Dushi took out a wet white cloth from behind and wrapped Zhu Shilang's head in it.

"This time it was someone Yang who did it. It has nothing to do with the front office or the imperial court... Madam can report the case to Lin'an Mansion, Zhu Shilang... Yang will return it tomorrow."

After saying that, he strode out.

Just as soon as he went out, he met little Zhu Xi who was shaking all over.

Hiding his head behind him, Yang Dushi reached out to touch his head, but before he got close, he started howling.

"Sauro!"

Hearing her son's cry, Mrs. Zhu ran out, seeing that he was fine, regardless of the blood all over her body, she hugged him into her arms, mother and son embraced and wept.

Stepping out of the gate of Zhu's Mansion, Yang Yizhong put his head into the carriage and placed it next to Song Zhicai, a doctor in the Ministry of Rites.

After thinking for a while, he drove towards the home of Chen Xian, a member of the Ministry of Rites.

When he arrived at the Chen Mansion, Yang Yizhong didn't say much else, he just asked:
"Are you going to court tomorrow?"

Chen Xian was slightly taken aback, thinking that he was a lobbyist sent by the emperor, and said with a smile:
"How about the others?"

Yang Yizhong bowed his head and thought for a while, then told him seriously:

"They can't go."

Unable to understand the meaning of this, Chen Xian said solemnly: "We will advance and retreat together, and the others will not go. I, Chen, will go, not..."

Before he finished speaking, his head was cut off.

This is the third one.

Who else, who hasn't gone to court today...

Several names flashed through Yang Yizhong's mind, he looked around and rushed towards the nearest one.

　I really understand everyone's feelings, but this book really has been recommended for a week. You all know the starting point. Without the recommendation, you will lose your life; slow down now, and it will be fine after next week.

　　If I want to see Marshal Yue, it’s not that I dragged it on purpose, but that everything must have a beginning and an end, right? I wrote Yue Fei to Lin’an directly in Chapter 2, and let them destroy the Kingdom of Jin in the Northern Expedition with [-] words, but Is this really what everyone wants to see?

　　This story outline has been done a lot, and it needs to be moved a lot. Thank you for your love, and I kowtow to you masters.

　　


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