When Hong Ci returned to the inn, his head and face were covered with sweat. Tan Anzhi covered his nose with disgust: "Can you get into the palace heat you like this? Are you still an envoy of Nanyue? Ignoring my demeanor, I would have gone in person if I had known it."

He asked him again: "When will I go to see my second aunt?"

Hong Ci shook his head repeatedly and sighed: "I'm afraid we will never see the second princess!"

Tan Anzhi suddenly became terrified: "Nonsense! I came here to meet my second aunt! You can give me less of this! My grandfather said that it doesn't matter who doesn't meet, but I have to meet her in person! I don't care, go and ask me immediately!"

“…You have a look at this first.”

"What? So many words? Don't read it!"

"The confession. The confession of the second princess who directly and indirectly killed the four princes of Daxia."

"Damn it?! Second aunt is mighty! Niu!"

“…”

"What do you think of me? Find a way to save people! Is this still necessary to discuss?"

...

...

Qian Dasheng's coffin was parked at Dabei Temple in the suburbs of Beijing. He was only left for three days and then sent back to his hometown.

The monks really wanted to make money from the money family, so they advised Zhong Huan to stop for a few more days: "Mr. Qian was so proud of his life, and the things behind him could not be so sloppy..."

Zhong Huan ignored them and went straight to guard the spirit.

Mr. Gui stopped them with a smile: "The three wives in the family have planned their lives and want to do a grand job in the clan. Even if Xiaolang wants to be filial, he dare not disobey the three sisters."

After all, the daughter is the biological child, and this so-called young man is just a fucking kid.

The monks realized it and had to give up.

However, Master Gui San gave them more money and asked them to find ways to preserve the corpse. However, the monks were not very good at it, so they hurriedly contacted the Taoist temple next door, and made trouble with mercury and cinnabar.

Zhong Huan doesn't care about these things.

Because Xiao Han came quietly.

Seeing him appear, even Dong Yi, who had just woken up from a coma and insisted on supporting him to save money for the last trip, turned dark and gritted his teeth and ordered someone to drive him out.

Xiao Han didn't know the same knowledge as them. When he saw Master Gui stepping out quickly, he smiled gently: "I finally figured out that he is sensible."

"Do you dare to ask Mr. Han is here to see the head of the family?" Although Mr. Gui San was not angry, he was not so polite.

"Yes. By the way, discuss something with Zhong Lang." Xiao Han's eight winds did not move, and even the tips of his eyebrows did not tremble.

Master Gui San reached out to Yanke: "Xiao Lang is in the mourning hall."

On the way, Xiao Han walked slowly, but spoke gently and said to Mr. Gui San: "Can Qian Dasheng tell Zhong Lang my identity?"

"No." Mr. Gui lowered his eyes, "Xiao Lang was distracted. He just heard that he was dealing with business affairs, so he wanted to hide. It was just that the head of the family had a life-saving grace, so he reluctantly tried to tell him the rest. He originally wanted to tell him slowly, but he had no chance."

"Half of the money that Qian Dasheng has accumulated over the years is raised in my name, right? If Zhong Lang knows nothing now, with his temper, he will probably not even return the hair to me?"

Xiao Han laughed softly.

"return……?!"

Mr. Gui San laughed, "Young Master Han was joking. You take more than one million yuan in silver from the Qian family every year? As for the manpower, in the past six months, the head of the family has been ordered by you and how much has he lost in. You also have this account in your heart, how could you not know?

"At least, I have to allow Xiaolang and the three wives to have a good life for the rest of the money, right? The three wives have married, and Xiaolang is not Qian, so they don't want to follow you, and there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

"As for the remaining people, most of them have dispersed from knowing that the head of the family died at your hands. The people who left a few days ago said they were going back to their hometown to comfort the eldest lady, but in fact they were the little man who could not keep them.

"A few of us old guys, some of the head of the family had already spoken and served Xiaolang afterwards. There were also those who were waiting to send the head of the family back to the countryside for funeral tomorrow morning.

"Young Master Han, don't plot against the Qian family. The Qian family will no longer work hard for you."

Xiao Han was silent for a while and suddenly smiled: "In other words, the people recruited by Qian Dasheng are not at all for me, but for Qian Dasheng. He betrayed me, and you all insist on him."

"If it weren't for this level, Mr. Han, would you think you could still stand here peacefully and teach me a lesson? A dead soldier can't kill you or Xiao Yunxiao, can't you? You underestimate the Qian family too."

Mr. Gui stood at the door of the mourning hall with a smile and bowed: "I went in and reported to Xiaolang, please wait for Mr. Han."

In the mourning hall.

Zhong Huan was depressed, watching the incense he gave Qian Dashang the spiritual throne, bowed and bowed, then knelt aside, and said tiredly: "The matter of Fatty Qian is over. Don't mention it. Do you have anything else to do today?"

Xiao Han paused and nodded, "You must know everything about Zhu Man and Princess Mudan, and the fact that Daxia is about to report to Beidi, the eldest princess who married is a fake female assassin. I believe you know everything."

Zhong Huan nodded silently.

"The change of the Western Qi Dynasty is coming soon. Zhu Man is a talented person. His national strength will surely flourish in the future. Being close to neighbors and friendship with Daxia is a great thing. However, it is difficult for the Northern Di to not be angry, and it is difficult for the Empress Dowager not to care about the affairs of Chen Fei in Nanyue. Zhong Lang, the world is in chaos."

Xiao Han sighed softly.

Zhong Huan closed his eyes in annoyance and pinched his eyebrows with both hands: "What does this have to do with me?"

"It originally had nothing to do with you." Xiao Han smiled helplessly, "Even, this matter has nothing to do with me. However, Zhong Lang, she will definitely not walk away, will definitely participate, and will even lead troops to the battle. Is this okay with us?"

Zhong Huan remained silent.

for a long time.

"What do you want to do?" Zhong Huan looked up at him, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Han, who was looking down, did not see his gaze. He raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled and said, "No matter what, the only way to land in Beidi is to fight. Fortunately, the Zong family and the Xiao family are not vegetarians. The last time Daxia won again. So, no matter whether it is true or false, there is no need to worry about this battle.

"It's hard to say about Nanyue. I want to go and see it myself. But I have already revealed my appearance in the trouble in Yan's Biezhuang. Although the messenger from Nanyue this time is a fool, the person who talks about the emperor should not be underestimated. Is there any way Zhong Lang that can make me go there with a legitimate reason?"

Zhong Huan sat cross-legged on the straw futon, watching the spirit banners flying in the air fascinated. After a while, he lowered his head:

"I am also annoyed by the capital. I will send Qian Dasheng away tomorrow. I will go to the palace and tell the Empress Dowager that I will give the Honglu Temple a regular envoy. I will follow him to Nanyue to hold them accountable for the evil deeds of Princess Chen."

"You?! Li Zhu is afraid that you will never let you go half a step away from her in this life, and you can't get away." Xiao Han couldn't help but smile.
Chapter completed!