Zhu Changqing took Wang Qi's hand and immediately set off for the mining area in the north of the city. He was excited because he was finally going to see his children. He didn't know how they were doing now or whether they were suffering.
In the Qin family mine in the north of the city, a sword light fell and was immediately discovered by the Qin family disciples patrolling the camp.
"You slave, why are you here again?" A disciple above the camp asked with a smile. He also heard about yesterday's incident, so he recognized Zhu Changqing.
Zhu Changqing raised the sign in his hand and said: "On the order of Mr. Qin Zheng, I came to pick up someone. Please open the door quickly."
The disciple was stunned when he heard this, Qin Zheng? ! Who is this, but he can be called a prince? He should be a noble member of the clan. After thinking for a moment, he opened the camp door and sent someone to inform the steward.
In the stone house in the center of the camp, Zhu Changqing held the token and stepped in. When he saw Manager Zhao sitting inside, he bowed slightly and said, "I've seen the manager. Mr. Qin Zheng has an order to come and pick someone up."
Manager Zhao sneered and said, "Qin Zheng?! Who is he! How dare he come to give me orders?!" He guessed yesterday that this son should have returned and sent someone to follow him, but this old servant was careful. Unfortunately, he didn't show any clues and let him return without success.
As soon as Zhu Changqing heard this, he knew that the matter of the young master had not been reported yet. He smiled and said: "Master Steward, you don't know yet. Just now, Young Master Qin was beheaded in the family council meeting in front of the head of the family and all the elders. Regarding Elder Qin Yu who is guarding the secret pavilion, now even the head of the family is obedient to the young master, so you must be careful with what you say."
"What!!" Manager Zhao's face changed drastically and he stood up. These words revealed too much information, which was unimaginable. He thought for a moment, walked quickly to the door, and shouted out: "Here comes someone. "
"Boss, the young one is here." A disciple opened the door and entered the room.
Manager Zhao ordered: "Go to the eldest son's house quickly, inquire about today's situation, and tell him that Qin Zheng sent people to the mine." According to his thoughts, if this matter is true, the eldest son will definitely come immediately. He just does what he's told.
"Yes." The disciple immediately left for the city.
"Wait for now. If the eldest son agrees to let him go, he will notify you naturally." Manager Zhao returned to the table and sat down again. After all, he is the eldest son's man, and he does not dare to let people go at will, let alone holding others. of warrant.
"Steward Zhao, I have other things to do. Please ask the steward to bring someone out as soon as possible so as not to miss the young master's affairs." Zhu Changqing emphasized his tone and continued: "The young master once said that if anyone dares to stop him from doing what he does, he will be killed. No forgiveness, I said this in front of the head of the family."
When Manager Zhao heard this, he was shocked. How dare Qin Zheng be so arrogant? ! With a smile on his face, he said: "Friend Zhu Dao, although I have been appointed as the manager, the eldest son still has the final say on matters in the mining area. Wait for a while, and there will be results."
Zhu Changqing nodded slightly and asked, "Can I meet them first?"
Manager Zhao smiled and said: "It's human nature, of course." He said loudly: "Someone, go and bring the children of the Zhu family."
A disciple outside the door responded and walked away. He thought he was looking for someone. Zhu Changqing put aside his worries and bowed his hands: "Thank you, steward."
Manager Zhao chuckled and waved his hand: "It's a trivial matter." He coughed lightly and asked, "I wonder what your young master dared to kill Elder Qin Yu for?"
He knew that this person was from the family lineage and was in charge of the secret pavilion. How could he be killed by Qin Zheng? Today in the Qin family council, there are family heads and eight elders. Didn't they stop Qin Zheng? He was really surprised and confused in his heart, but seeing Zhu Changqing sitting peacefully as usual, he didn't dare to disobey the so-called Qin Zheng's order. What if it was true?
"When the young master came back this time, he happened to meet with the family council. I didn't expect that Qin Yu actually framed my young master for stealing the Jiuyou Illustration of the Secret Pavilion. He also dared to commit the crime and attacked the young master. He was beheaded on the spot..." Zhu Changqing He spoke eloquently and told everything that happened in the Qin family.
Manager Zhao became more and more shocked as he listened, and finally stood up involuntarily. He stared at Zhu Changqing, trying to see whether his words were true or false, but... the calm and calm expression on his face dispelled all his thoughts. Was it true? of! The boy who was forced by his family actually got up! The skill is so perfect that even the head of the family and the two elders are no match for him, which is simply unbelievable.
Suddenly there was a sound from outside, and a disciple said outside the door: "Boss, I have something to report."
"Come in." Manager Zhao regained his composure and sat at the table.
A young man entered the building, bowed and said, "Boss, something happened."
"What's the matter?" Manager Zhao frowned slightly.
The young man hesitated slightly, looked at Zhu Changqing, and hesitated to speak.
"But it doesn't matter!"
"The disciple went to look for the person, but only saw Zhu Yong, the son of the Zhu family. The woman was not found. After asking Senior Brother Ming, he found out that the woman had died a year ago."
"What!!" Zhu Changqing's face changed drastically. He rushed to the disciple, grabbed him, and asked sternly: "Why is he dead?!"
"Let me go." The young disciple shouted in shock. He twisted all over, but couldn't escape Zhu Changqing's hand.
Mana poured out from Guanshi Zhao's hand, separated the two of them, and said in a deep voice: "Friends, please wait a moment." He turned to the young man and said, "What is going on?"
After the young disciple escaped, he wanted to call him a bitch, but when he heard that the steward was referring to him as a fellow Taoist, he immediately stopped thinking and just glared at Zhu Changqing fiercely, and then said: "According to Senior Brother Zhang, that woman can't stand it. He committed suicide a year ago due to the pain of mining.”
"How is it possible... This is impossible?!" Zhu Changqing muttered to himself. He did not believe that his daughter would have the idea of committing suicide. His thoughts turned and he shouted: "Where is Zhu Yong now?"
"Just outside the door." The disciple replied.
Zhu Changqing walked out of the stone house in one leap.
The yellow sand was blowing, the sun was scorching, and in the open space outside the house, stood a young man in ragged clothes. His eyes were dull, his expression was dull, and his exposed skin was as dark as charcoal, with condensed scars everywhere. I think he had once He is a disciple of a large sect of immortals, but now he is living as a slave, moving mountains to mine, not having enough to eat, and being bullied all day long.
He was confused and stood there blankly. Even when he saw his father, his expression did not change at all.
Seeing this, Zhu Changqing felt extremely painful in his heart. He quickly stepped forward, supported the shaky young man, and said warmly: "Yong'er, daddy is back."
A gentle magic power entered the young man's body. After three breaths, a spiritual light gradually appeared in the young man's eyes. Looking at his father who was very close to him, he suddenly knelt on the ground, and all kinds of sorrow and sorrow came into his heart: " Father...child...unfilial, failed to protect...Ning'er...wuwuwu."
The young man cried while talking, and by the end he was crying.
When Zhu Changqing heard this, he suddenly tightened his grip on Zhu Yong's hand, with a sad expression: "Yong'er, it's dad's fault that makes you suffer."
At this moment, a figure jumped up from the distance, but it was a young man in brocade clothes. He cursed loudly: "Little Shitou, who brought you a slave like you out? Master, I haven't had enough fun today." .”
When Zhu Yong heard this voice, he felt as if he had seen an evil ghost in the underworld, and his body trembled, but his eyes were fixed on the man, wishing he could eat his flesh alive.
At this time, Manager Zhao also came out of the stone house. When he saw the visitor, he cursed angrily: "Shut up!" He knew his son's bad habits and took pleasure in torturing others. No slave worker in this mine has not suffered from his abuse. Fighting was fine in the past, but today...this Zhu Changqing is Qin Zheng's man!
As soon as this man came back, he killed the elder of the Secret Pavilion in front of the head of the family. How domineering and cruel! If this old servant says bad things, if that Ning'er has something to do with him...
Thinking of this, his eyes gradually turned cold.
When the young man heard the scolding from Manager Zhao, he immediately silenced his voice. He just glared at the disciple next to the manager and thought to himself: This Shi Yong dares to lead people out without his consent. One day he will have to find an excuse. Get a good meal.
Zhu Changqing looked at his son's expression and knew that there must be something behind Ning'er's death. He quietly pulled Zhu Yong behind him, wanting to take his son out first before talking about anything else. After all, he was a slave now, even if If you know who killed Ning'er, you can still take action. Compared to the Qin family, being a slave is nothing.
Instead of being a barking dog, it's better to peek in secret, look for opportunities, wait until the son's Soul Restriction is removed, and send him out. Even if he has to risk his life, he will... take revenge!
"Father, that's him----" Zhu Yong suddenly said, pointing at the young man who had just arrived.
"Shut up!!" Zhu Changqing secretly thought something was wrong and hurriedly stopped him.
At the same time, several figures appeared around the stone house, all of them were mine guards. Manager Zhao stood in front of the stone house, looking down at the father and son, with an increasingly gloomy look in his eyes.
When the young man saw that Zhu Yong dared to point his finger and yell at him, a vicious look flashed across his face. He chuckled: "Oh?! It's me?!"
Zhu Changqing bowed his hands and saluted, and without answering the young man's words, he said to Manager Zhao: "Master Manager, I have some important matters to deal with, so I'll take my leave first."
"You old dog, the young master is asking you a question!" The young man became angry and took two steps forward, as if he was about to take action.
"Yu Ming, don't be unreasonable." Manager Zhao waved his hand and signaled the young man to step back. He turned to look at Zhu Changqing and said with a smile: "Brother Dao, wait a minute. The eldest son's order has not arrived yet, so please wait for a while."
Before he finished speaking, several other guards had already surrounded the Zhu family father and son in the center.
Zhu Changqing's face changed slightly, and he protected his son behind him. He looked up and saw Manager Zhao's smiling face. He couldn't help but feel tight in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Master Manager, what does this mean?!"
"Haha." Manager Zhao smiled, looked at his son, and asked, "Yu Ming, what did you do to make people hold such hatred?"
Hearing this, Zhao Yuming bowed and said with a smile: "Reporting to my father, I wish that my daughter has a spirit in her body. The child's soul flag just lacks this heroic spirit. I tried to persuade her to live in the flag, but she didn't know it. Anyway, I still insulted the child, so I had no choice but to kill someone to collect the soul, the child... it was absolutely impossible to do this."
"Hahaha, what a must." Manager Zhao laughed loudly. He suddenly looked at Zhu Changqing and saw that this man lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. He heard that his daughter was killed, but his expression did not change. He was shocked in his heart. Either a person has a heart of stone, or the city is like the sea, but from the two times he came to ask for someone, he knew it must be the latter. His eyes focused and he made up his mind.
Although Zhu Changqing was indifferent on the face, he was filled with grief and anger in his heart. In the sea of qi, the fine gold sword pill kept vibrating.
Be patient! ! !
Hold it back----
Otherwise, both he and his son will die!
