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Chapter 1858 Threading the needle

"Support him and fan the flames."
King Wen said these eight words to Zhang Biwu.
"In addition, I will also let the news out through other channels. The world has been suffering for a long time. This kind of thing just needs an introduction, and I have already arranged this introduction. Maybe we can eat this fish.
It has already happened. At that time, as long as you submit a memorial to the imperial court, countless people will naturally flock around you. In this way, the haystacks have been piled up and the fire certificates have been delivered.
Don’t you know how to light this fire in your hand?”
Zhang Biwu looked at King Wen, and he knew that he actually had no room to refuse.
King Wen had already arranged a series of things, and he was the needle and thread that connected all the fragmentary things.
Now that all the pieces are at hand, how could King Wen allow himself to disobey him?
With a sigh in his heart, Zhang Biwu said: "Your Majesty thinks so highly of me, so it would be foolish of me to refuse."
King Wen laughed loudly when he heard this and said, "Brother Zhang, you are really a wonderful man!"
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Suhang, inside the magistrate's prison.
"Lin Huaizhang."
The sound of shackles sounded, and in the dark dungeon, Lin Huaizhang, who was unkempt and smelly, raised his head.
Although he didn't suffer much because he was on the road, it would be unbearable for any normal person to be locked up in this dark cell all day long and listen to the screams and wails echoing day and night.
Lin Huaizhang felt like he was going crazy.
He didn't remember how many days he had been imprisoned. He only saw that new people were brought in from other cells every day, tortured, and thrown back like dead dogs. Some simply never came back and went out.
Still dead, Lin Huaizhang didn't dare to think too much.
"Brother, yamen servant, are you okay?" Lin Huaizhang looked at the yamen servant in front of him flatteringly. Normally, such things would not be in his eyes. When he saw him, he would nod and bow down and call him "Boss Lin". But now, things are different from the past. Who is Lin Huaizhang?
No one dares to offend.
The officer said calmly: "If someone sees you, please hurry up. If the superiors see me and I'm in trouble, you won't be able to forgive me."
After saying that, the Yamen servant brought a man wearing a cloak, took a heavy bag of silver from the other man's hand, grinned, and left with satisfaction.
After the Yamen servant left, the man took off the cloak on his head. When Lin Huaizhang saw the familiar face under the dim light, he exclaimed: "Huaiyu!"
The person who came was none other than his younger brother, Lin Huaiyu.
"Didn't I ask you to take your family away?! Why did you come back!?"
Lin Huaizhang almost collapsed when he saw Lin Huaiyu.
He knew he was finished, but his only comfort was that his brother and family were safe. But now that his brother appeared in front of him again, how could Lin Huaizhang not go crazy.
With tears in his eyes, Lin Huaiyu said: "Brother, he's dead, he's all dead!"
"All our family members, old and young, were killed by the Jin Yiwei. Only one of us survived, and now we are the only two left in the Lin family!"
Hearing these words, Lin Huaizhang was like a bolt from the blue, and his whole body froze on the spot.
"The damned Jin Yiwei not only robbed all our property, but also killed all the people. Brother, there is no use being patient with them. I want to rescue you. I have contacted some people. They
Chapter completed!
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