Zhang Qing sneered: "What a nonsense housework, the intrigue among high-ranking families, how can it be described in a light sentence about housework? Today you scheme against me, and tomorrow I will scheme against you again, nothing more than this." Yang Fu had never heard of the incident within the aristocratic family, and now he was quite interested in listening. He did not interrupt Zhang Qing's words, but listened quietly, tapping the railing with his fingers, and narrowing his eyes slightly.
"If you want to ask why there is such a competition, it is actually almost the same as fighting for the dragon. In fact, there are many recommended positions, but there is only one position that is really optimistic and has high hopes. The person who finally won the position was recommended by his father. If you can enter the court and become an official, you will be in an invincible position by nature. The court is full of civil and military officials. Who dares to offend his father? It is enough to say that the officialdom is a smooth road, and no one dares to come here to cause trouble. It is really a smooth journey. , if he serves as an official properly and is favored by His Majesty, there is no shortage of possibilities for father and son to hand over official seals even when their fathers are old. This is the position that I and a few others are seeking to seize. After all, compared to one person, there are more than ten thousand people. , being an idle official is really boring." Zhang Qing smiled lightly, his eyes full of obsession. Power and money have always been sought after by people. There are many people in the world who claim to be indifferent, but most of them find it difficult to live up to their wishes. That's why they came up with such seemingly noble claims to make themselves stand out when chatting with others. In fact, in the final analysis, you still get what you ask for.
"It is difficult for a concubine to gain power, so you tried every means to get rid of the two legitimate sons. It does make sense. However, if you are so blatantly harming your brothers from the same clan, I'm afraid you won't stand by and watch with cold eyes, right?" It was rare for Yang Fu to say a word. He did. I can't understand how there is such a confused father in the world. He clearly knows that his children are not easy to use, and they all covet the recommended position, hoping to fly to the sky in the officialdom.
In this case, why not restrict and control Zhang Qing? Besides, Zhang Qing's murder of his two sons must have been unstoppable, but he was not punished in any decent way. Instead, he was left to live freely in this mansion that represented the status of the Zhang family? Yang Fu was completely confused.
"Indeed, what I did should have been a dirty deed that was unworthy of the ancestral tablets. Even my father's temperament of not being surprised when a mountain fell. After learning that I was the one behind the scenes, he couldn't help but stay in the house. He was so furious that he wished he could chop me into pieces with his sword." When Zhang Qing said this, he winked at Yang Fu.
"It's a pity that apart from the two legitimate sons, I am the only one among the three bastards who can inherit the family. My elder brother is a martial arts lunatic who is addicted to martial arts. He only knows how to dance with guns and sticks. He has not been favored by his father since he was a child. After he got the crown, he was defeated by his father. He was thrown into the Xian Family sect, but even his cultivation has stagnated, and he is said to be a good-for-nothing that has not been seen in decades. My younger brother is born stupid, and even now he can't say a complete sentence, and he has to be cared for all day long. If you wear it, you won’t be in danger.”
"You tell me, if you kill me, how can such a big Zhang family have any good young children to carry on their father's legacy? After a hundred years of waiting for my father, there will be no successors in the Zhang family, and it is no longer me, the brother-killer, who is ashamed of the ancestral tablet. He is like a father."
Yang Fu suddenly realized it, but he was vaguely wary of the dandy in front of him. This person is young, his temperament and vicious methods, if he were placed in the world, he would most likely be a very difficult figure in time. At this time, Yang Fu felt that he was a little lucky that Mr. Zhang didn't have any talent for cultivation, so he relaxed his heart slightly, spit out the fruit, held his arms and looked into the lake.
There are many fish in the fake lake, and there are all kinds of strange species. Most of them are koi, with different colors and shapes. When the fruit stalk entered the water, it caused ripples in the water, causing countless koi fish to rush towards it, eager to squeeze off their scales. Among them is the largest koi carp. The other fish are only two palms long at most, but this one will be more than four feet long, which is particularly eye-catching. This koi, also known as the Eighteen Reds, lives up to its name, with eighteen bright red scales on its back, which is really beautiful. Shibahong swam all the way to the center, swallowing the fruit whole without hesitation, and quickly disappeared.
"So, if you let that woman go today, besides informing me of her plan, you also have some back-up plan behind her back?" Yang Fu was indeed an experienced man, and he could tell what was fishy after just a little thought.
Zhang Qing was stunned by these words. He seemed to have underestimated this master of voodoo cultivation. He let out a few clues and his intentions that he had not revealed were guessed. He was obviously not a pure-hearted and dull person. So I simply decided to tell Yang Fu my comprehensive plan.
Accompanied by Yan Siguan on the other side, Mo Yun finally stepped into the hospital with a clear mind after many days.
Cheng Jingdong was not in the hospital and his whereabouts were unknown, so Mo Yun had no choice but to go into the house first and wipe off the blood on his face. There were pedestrians along the way, and Mo Yun was worried that the blood on his face would make people suspicious, so Mo Yun specifically asked Yan Siguan to take a detour through a less traveled path to avoid bad words from people who do good things. Besides, she hasn't shown up for a long time, so it's better to be careful. The feeling of being in the center of the storm is quite difficult for ordinary people to bear.
During this trip, both Mo Yun and Yan Siguan were seriously injured. Yan Siguan was injured by Jinmen's powerful punch, which injured his meridians and penetrated deep into his bones. Mo Yun was injured first by the sword formation in Wu Shuangyuan, and was seriously injured. Then he forcibly broke away from the word-binding locks and forcibly detached his shoulders from the joints. Fortunately, his body was extremely strong due to the feedback of the Gu insects, so he did not suffer any serious injuries. A woman is a woman after all, and she has no foundation in martial arts or Taoism. After getting rid of the poisonous insects, she was already exhausted. The moment she stepped into the house, she could no longer straighten her back and was completely exhausted. At present, there is no trace of Cheng Jingdong. Yan Siguan Qiang drags the sick body to search for him, leaving Mo Yun to rest temporarily in the back room. When Cheng Jingdong is found, he will go to the doctor to get medicine to prevent the root cause of the disease from being eradicated.
In any case, until now, the big gamble at Zhang Mansion has indeed eliminated Mo Yun's worries. It is still unknown whether there will be other troubles in the future. At least once the ice poison is gone, life will not be so tight in the future, and Cheng Jingdong will not have to suck blood every ten days and a half. It seems that the gloomy fog in front of him is slowly revealing some light.
The woman was leaning on the head of the bed, looking at the furnishings in the room around her. Tears could not help but flow from both sides of her nose.
There are very few objects on display in the house, which are very simple. You can see everything at a glance: an old wooden table, a mottled wooden chair, a bronze mirror, and half a box of makeup powder on the table.
Mo Yun looked at the bronze mirror and rouge and gouache, as if she saw a thin man with extremely weak energy and blood. Because I was worried that my wife would notice the clues, I carefully applied rouge and gouache evenly every day when I went to visit.
Not to mention that both male and female actors need makeup.
You know, off the stage, he is a manly man.
