Glory to the ancestors

Chu Xi sat at the table, looked at the letter that had just been delivered, frowned, and muttered softly, "How could such a thing happen?"

Behind him, Cheng Duyun propped one arm on the bed, half raised his body, "Chuxi, what's wrong?"

"No," Chu Xi shook his head, "it's a letter from an old friend."

"Well, I drank too much yesterday." Cheng Duyun sat up a little embarrassed, "I even borrowed your bed..."

Chu Xi turned around with a calm expression, "Young Master Cheng, wash up first, I'll avoid it for a while."

"Ah, no need..." Before Cheng Duyun finished speaking, Chu Xi had already walked out of the room, leaving him to sigh on the bed for a long time.

As soon as Chu Xi arrived in another room, the door was locked. With a cold face, he glared at the person who delivered the letter in front of him, "How do you guys do it?"

"At that time, the father-in-law didn't tell us to do it, so we could only hide in the dark," said the messenger with his head down.

"Does your lord have any other instructions?"

The sender relayed Rong Zhen's words, "My father-in-law said that he didn't think he belonged to the emperor. If the emperor wanted him to die, he would definitely not win over him before."

"Is that the queen mother?"

"It doesn't seem to be the case. Although the queen mother didn't send anyone to protect the father-in-law, it might just be conniving. After all, if the queen mother sent someone, the father-in-law said that he might not be able to hide." A non-governmental organization that has complaints against the father-in-law."

Chu Xi sighed, and sat on a chair beside him, "There are too many people who have complaints against the father-in-law, when will we find out one by one?"

The sender didn't answer.

"For the current plan, we have to send more people to protect the safety of the father-in-law and the other two young masters."

"You don't have to worry about this young master, Yun Cang said that he will definitely not let the young master make any mistakes."

Yun Cang, Chu Xi read these two words over and over again, he absolutely trusts this person, but he is really worried about Rong Zhen, wishing he could grow wings and fly over.

"Yes, is there a new sect in the Central Plains called the Two Money Sect?" Chu Xi suddenly thought.

"Yes, the original name is Zhenyuanjiao, but because it costs two coins to join the school, it is also called the Two Money School."

Chu Xi lowered his head, "I remember what I said before, the leader of this sect has other meanings, advocating things like eliminating harm for the people, robbing the rich and giving to the poor."

"Yes," the messenger suddenly understood, "They did break into the government's mansion and burned a corrupt official alive, saying it was a living sacrifice."

"Keep an eye on them. If corrupt officials are punished, then our father-in-law will probably be number one."

Chu Xi felt helpless when he thought of this. In fact, although the Rong family's property is large, most of it is obtained from business, and very little comes from bribery, but he doesn't understand why he has always carried the bad name of this corrupt official.

"Understood." The sender said again, "My lord also said that you are not allowed to see Cheng Duyun again."

Chu Xi blinked, and lost all the aura of ordering others just now, and said at a loss, "Don't let the father-in-law know about my affairs."

The messenger nodded, "I know."

After the messenger left, Chu Xi lowered his head and curled up in the chair. He was already thin, so it was easy to do this.

He maintained this posture for a long time before he calmed down the sudden joy.

……

Because of Yang Jin's injury, Rong Zhen and his party had to stay in Lin County for one more day. Just when it was time for lunch, suddenly there was a loud sound of gongs and drums under the inn.

The magistrate has arrived.

Rongzheng was helping Yang Jin change her dressing, and only heard a shout from downstairs in the inn, "My humble minister, the prefect of Lin County, welcome Rong Guogong to inspect."

Yang Jin frowned, and glanced at Rong Zhen, "How does he know we're here?"

"Which of the entourage made a mistake, and he is the magistrate of the county, so he can find out about it."

"What did he ask you for?" Yang Jin asked, raising his arms and holding the sour plum that Osmanthus osmanthus had just stuffed into his mouth, "Are you going to bribe you again?"

Osmanthus osmanthus took the medicine bottle from Rong Zhen's hand and pointed to the outside, meaning, you go to deal with the outside affairs, and I'll take care of it here.

"Hey!" Yang Jin suddenly got excited, "Look at how he bribed you, what can he do in this poor country?"

Osmanthus osmanthus sighed, Mr. Yang is good in everything, but he always has to be curious about everything.

"You really want to know?" Rong Zhen looked at Yang Jin, and the medicine powder in his hand suddenly spilled out.

Yang Jin was about to jump up in pain, but she still couldn't match that curiosity, so she wailed and said, "I want to know!"

Rong Zhen handed Yang Jin's arm to Osmanthus osmanthus, and walked out by himself.

Yang Jin pricked up her ears, wanting to hear what Rong Zhen had said to the county magistrate outside, but couldn't hear anything clearly, so she fiddled with the sweet-scented osmanthus, "Your ears are more sensitive than mine, so listen to what they say."

Osmanthus shakes her head, he doesn't want to do such a thing.

Yang Jin looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus with drooping eyes, "Be obedient."

Osmanthus osmanthus put down the gauze in her hand, and gestured to Yang Jin, "He will take care of it, so let's leave it alone."

"Hey," Yang Jin was helpless, and suddenly understood the reason why Rong Zhen liked sweet-scented osmanthus so much. If there was someone who could believe in him without any reason, he would be willing to spoil him for the rest of his life.

After a while, Rong Zhen came upstairs, "Let's go."

Both Yang Jin and Osmanthus fragrans were shocked.

Rong Zhen smiled, "Don't you want to know how he plans to bribe me, just follow him."

"Really?" Yang Jin stood up abruptly.

He stretched the hand that Osmanthus osmanthus was wrapping gauze on, and Osmanthus osmanthus tightened her hand, causing Yang Jin to scream in pain.

Rong Zhen supported his forehead, from regretting bringing Yang Jin here, to regretting why he knew him when he was a child.

When he arrived in front of the prefect, Yang Jin finally returned to what he should look like, but what was even more strange to him was that yesterday there was such a big fight to assassinate Rong Zhen, why the county magistrate didn't know at all, and kept asking him How could it hurt.

They were directly invited into the county government office. The exquisitely carved wooden table was a rare thing in Xiangye's mansion.

Rong Zhen didn't care much, "Master Chen, our party really has other tasks, otherwise we must bother you for a while."

The magistrate of Lin County smiled obsequiously, "Of course I know that my father-in-law must have more important things to do, but it is my duty to entertain you." Waiting for you?"

Yang Jin glanced at the sweet-scented osmanthus, and gestured with sign language, "Corrupt officials, alive."

Osmanthus shrugged her shoulders and secretly laughed.

Rong Zhen was the only one at the table who could understand sign language, he shook his head helplessly, and turned to the prefect of Lin County, "Your Excellency, don't worry."

A series of exquisite dishes were put on the table, but Yang Jin's face became more and more ugly.

According to Rong Zhen, this county is the poorest county in Jingzhou. On the way to the county government office, he opened the curtain of the carriage and looked out several times. It's very pitiful to run around.

And their parents, officials, entertained the high-ranking officials from the capital here with extravagance, in order to,

"Grandpa, look, is there any gap in the capital that I can fill in?"