Zhang Hongjun used the money and later donated it to a small official.

He was a little clever and willing to bear hardships, and his official career rose steadily. Later, he was recruited into Baiyujing by Bai Qingzhen to work for Qi Rong.

After hearing Zhang Hongjun's words, Bai Qingzhen was speechless for a long time.

He turned his head in disgust and said, "how many years have you been in Baiyujing?"

Zhang Hongjun bowed his head to think about it and replied, "it's been three years so far."

"Since it's been three years, you should know who the master of Baiyujing is."

"And if you want to ask for your life, you should go to him instead of me," he said

With a bitter smile, Zhang Hongjun said, "of course, I know. It's just..."

"But you think that if the fourth Prince knew what you did, he would not protect you, so he came to me."

Zhang Hongjun dropped his eyes and said nothing, which was obviously a default.

It's not that Qi Rong is such an honest and kind-hearted person, but that he can't allow such past people to work for him, which will do harm to Qi Rong's reputation.

Bai Qingzhen said, "go back. You have to be careful about this. I have no right and no way to save you. "

"Lord white, Lord white!" Zhang Hongjun looks at Bai Qingzhen's back as he turns to leave. His eyes are desperate.

After he came out of the alley, he thought about it and went back to the fourth Prince's house.

When Xue Du saw him, he was a little surprised: "it's going to be dark. Why did the adult come?"

"I've come to talk to Wang Ye about something," Bai Qingzhen asked him. "Where's Wang Ye?"

"In the study," Xue Dudao said, "do you need to go down to report it?"

"No," he waved, "I'll go myself."

Qi Rong's study is very simple, burning a good smell of light incense, smoke curling straight up, hook out his hazy profile.

Bai Qingzhen knocked on the door and called, "Lord."

Qi Rong heard his voice, slightly stunned, got up and looked at him coming in: "why did you come, didn't you go back to the house?"

"On the way, I met Zhang Hongjun, the Minister of Dali temple," Bai Qingzhen found a chair and sat down. "When he heard something, he came to tell the Lord."

Qi Rong knows that if it's not important, Bai Qingzhen won't come back specially.

"What's the matter?" he asked

"About the thief who appeared recently."

Bai Qingzhen told Zhang Hongjun coldly.

Finally, he looked up at Qi Rong and said, "Wang Ye thinks how to deal with it?"

Qi Rong was silent for a long time.

The candle flickered slightly, and he sighed: "this matter will be found out, and I can't protect him."

Can't keep it, or don't want to keep it?

There was no accident between Bai Qingzhen's looks. He knew that it was normal for him to make such a choice with Qi Rong's character.

If Qi Rong could make such a decision, he must have a new candidate in his heart.

If one piece is broken, replace it with another.

"In that case," Bai Qingzhen stood up, "I'll leave."

Qi Rong only said: "I'm sorry I'll let Xue Du take you back. "

He didn't refuse.

After returning to the mansion, Qi Yuan seldom comes to disturb him. It is estimated that he is negotiating with Mu Zi.

He was not interested in exploring. He rubbed his eyebrows wearily. Just as he was about to wash, he heard a loud noise coming from outside.

Bai Qingzhen frowned and pushed the door open: "what's the noise?"

The man who came to Dali temple said to Bai Qingzhen in a flustered way: "Mr. Jing Zhaoyin, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, he's dead!"

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