Zhang Juling wore a round-neck robe with a Buddha-headed green bamboo leaf embroidered with a dark vortex pattern, and a small mutton fat jade crown.
The distance between Jinyun Buzhuan and Mantangchun was not far, so he walked out of the door.
The rain was a little lighter, like silk and fog.
Zhang Juling looked good and looked kind. Without an umbrella, pedestrians from both sides looked at him frequently.
Zhang Juling looked straight, and he didn't feel anything about how others looked at him.
Or I have been seen too much and got used to it.
The second floor of Mantangchun.
Zhang Juning was having a question with a few in charge in the private room.
He was satisfied last night, and Qiangu was so frustrating that he kept making sweet voices... It felt very good, and he was simply full of spring breeze.
When Zhang Juling went upstairs.
Shuwen was guarding outside the door. Looking at the calm appearance of the Third Young Master, he suddenly felt a little relieved... and hurriedly bowed and bowed: "Secret Master, please."
Zhang Juling took a few steps and arrived in front of Shuwen, and his voice was faint: "Are you Shuwen?"
"Slave is."
Zhang Juling smiled and pushed the door open and entered.
Zhang Juning heard the sound and turned around, stunned for a moment, maliciously: "Oh, is the third brother here?"
"Yes, let me talk to you, brother."
Zhang Juling went to the opposite side of Zhang Juning and sat down, took a bowl, and filled himself with tea.
When several managers saw that Zhang Juling had come, they bowed and retreated at Zhang Juning's gesture.
“…Say it, what are you asking me for?”
The smile on Zhang Juning's face still remains unabated.
Zhang Juling took a sip of hot tea and asked without answering: "Brother looks in a good mood. Is there a happy event?
Tell me and share it with my brother.”
Zhang Juning waved his hand and smiled and his lips curled up: "My third brother is thinking too much, but it's just a profit from the teahouse business this month.
Brother Yu was just happy.”
"Yeah?"
Zhang Juling calmly said: "Isn't it because there is something else?"
"..." Zhang Juning shook his right hand with the snack and coughed a few times: "Third brother, what do you want to say?"
The third brother won’t suspect that the third brother’s wife fell into the Datong River.
So fast?
Zhang Juling shook his head, lowered his head to drink tea, and after a while, he said, "What are you panicing with, brother?"
Zhang Juning looked at him sideways and still smiled: "The third brother is really good at telling jokes. OK, what's there to panic about me?"
"I guess I'll know what's going on when you... fall into the Datong River?"
After Zhang Juling finished speaking, he got up and left.
After leaving the room, Zhang Juling's expression became cold. He came here to see Zhang Juning's reaction.
He can ignore anything, and it is convenient to kill Zhang Juling now... But what about grandfather?
If he found out that it was done by himself, would he be disappointed with himself... Don't look at his grandfather whipping Zhang Juning with a horse whip, it was because he valued it, so he would whip him.
If I didn't care at all, according to my grandfather's personality, I probably wouldn't even look at it.
But if he doesn't deal with Zhang Juning, he will never be satisfied!
Shu Ming glanced at the expressionless third young master, and followed Ma Liang next to him.
The third young master had such an expression... he was extremely angry.
Shu Ming trotted to arrange the carriage.
Only then will the fool provoke the third young master.
Zhang Juling must have known something! Zhang Juning thought about it and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
I was so impatient that I forgot to stop Zhang Juling and ask again.
Shuwen watched Zhang Juling lead a group of people downstairs before talking to Zhang Juning: "...Big Master, what is the third Master here for?"
"Who knows what he does?"
Zhang Juning cursed: "A bastard, ask me, who will I go."
The eldest young master has such a big temper... Shuwen lowered his head and dared not say anything.
The rain stopped slowly around Si hour.
Gu Han drank the medicine brought by Taohong, leaned against the pillow and sat on the head of the bed to rest.
Although he was still groggy, his face looked a little better.
Gu Han rested for a while and tried to analyze why he fell into the Datong River.
At that time, so many beggars surrounded her carriage... It was obvious that they were deliberately designed.
Who is it? She even clearly touched the time and route of her going out.
This must be someone close to you.
The first thing Gu Han thought of was Wang. When she went out, she told Wang specifically... and then she was denied herself.
Wang is a smart man. Even if she wants to harm herself, she will not wait halfway to go back to Gu's house... How much harm is there at home? If the news is really spread to Gu's house, where will Wang's face be put?
She values ​​face the most.
Could it be Zhang Jusi?
Nor is it like it.
Although she hates herself, she is still an unmarried girl and colludes with the beggar outside...it feels unlikely.
So those present, who knew that she was looking back at her family were Zhang Juning and Ning.
Could it be them?
...
Gu Han was still thinking, Zhang Juling picked up the curtain and came in.
He sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to hug Gu Han, and asked in a low voice: "...Does he feel better?
Does your head still hurt?"
Gu Han shook his head and snuggled into his arms, "Husband, I always feel that this incident is artificial. Let's check it out carefully?"
She doesn't cause trouble, but she is not afraid.
Someone dared to kill her as if no one else was around. If the third uncle hadn't happened to save her, it would have been...
How can you not fight back?
Zhang Juling went to kiss her forehead and promised: "Don't worry.
I won't let you suffer in vain."
The voice is very low and determined.
Gu Han looked up at him.
Zhang Juling's eyes were very deep, as if he was about to suck someone in.
She couldn't help but nod.
Qiaozhen walked in with a curtain and bowed her head and saluted: "The third young master, young lady, the carriage is all in order. Are you going to leave for the house?"
She had just gone to pack up Gu Han's scattered clothes and had already taken them all over the carriage.
"good."
Zhang Juling responded, wrapped Gu Han in a thin quilt, covered her head, picked it up horizontally, and then came out of the Jinyun cloth stake.
The quilt was laid in the carriage, and Zhang Juling carefully put Gu Han in first, and then sat next to her.
After a rain, the air was filled with the smell of green grass on the roadside.
Very good smell.
When he arrived at the gate of the mansion, Zhang Juling did not get off the carriage, but ordered: "Mrs. Third Young Master is unwell and goes straight into the mansion and stops outside Qiulan Pavilion."
The momentum is bigger, those who deliberately pretend to be unaware of it can't be able to pretend now.
Li Shi responded to his order and returned home to report the news... But until now, there is not even a person who visited Jinyun Busan.
I don't care about it at all.
After returning to Qiulan Pavilion, Gu Han lay down to rest, while Zhang Juling went to the study room he entered before.
"...Will that beggar named Weasel kill him."
Zhang Juling sat on the ring chair behind the desk and said impatiently to Ma Liang: "Shuwen has also killed him.
Be more careful when killing, don’t be seen by others.”
Ma Liang responded to "yes" and asked again: "Where is the eldest young master Zhang Juning?
Do you want to leave it alone?”
"How could it be?"
Zhang Juling smiled and tapped the tabletop rhythmically with his index finger: "Look at me... Is it like someone who will let him go?"
"It's not like it."
Shu Ming said with a lip, shook his head, and said.
Ma Liang turned around and looked at Shu Ming.
"right."
Zhang Juling's eyes were cold: "Tie Zhang Juning and find a suitable place to hide it first. I still have something to do in the afternoon... Zhang Juning, don't touch him.
Wait for me to deal with it myself.”
Ma Liang bowed: "...I remember it."
"Madam, the servants are all telling the third young lady..."
Before Xu Shu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wang, "I heard it."
Her face looked very ugly. What does Shu Sanzi mean?
noon.
After reading the bill for the last three months, Zhang Juning got up and stretched, walked out of the house. He wanted to go back to the house to meet Qiangu... When he left the door and got on the carriage, he realized that he had not seen Shuwen.
He raised the curtain and asked the other servants, "Do you know where Shuwen has gone?"
"have no idea."
Zhang Juning didn't care either and waved his hand to let the coachman drive back.
As soon as I left Liuxiang Hutong, a carriage came towards me, and it was very fast.
Zhang Juning and the others couldn't dodge at all.
"Bang!"
A huge sound and the shouts of people rushing over, and Zhang Juning and his carriage were knocked over.
And the carriage didn't even stop, and drove away after passing through them.
The coachman and servant got up in a hurry and then pulled the carriage.
Wait until we find Zhang Juning.
After searching for a long time, I couldn't see where Zhang Juning was.
...
Zhang Juning disappeared...Wang's legs were weak when he heard the servant's notice.
What does it mean to disappear?
She raised her hand and slapped the servant in the face, cursing: "Let the servants in the mansion go out to find them.
Be sure to find the eldest master!”
The servant was so scared that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and repeatedly agreed to go out to find someone.
Xu Shu stepped forward, supported Wang, and comforted her: "Madam, don't worry, what will happen if you are as big as a young master?
Besides, most of the nobles in Kyoto’s rich families are known to the eldest son. Maybe someone is invited to have tea or dinner..."
Wang's heartbeats like a drum, and she always has a bad premonition... She was upset: "I hope this is the case."
Brother Ning is not in tune with the rules, and he often can't find anyone.
"Don't worry."
Xu Qi smiled and handed Wang a piece of durian pastry, "This was bought by the eldest young master for you, I think you like it."
"Brother Ning is filial."
Wang took it, took a bite, and his expression relaxed a little.
Suddenly, a strange smell drifted out.
The girls who served all lowered their heads. The smell of durian was really bad. I wonder why my wife liked to eat this.
At the hour of You, the sky began to darken.
Zhang Juling left the mansion through the back door of Zhang's mansion and rode his horse straight to the suburbs.
Thirty miles from the outskirts of Beijing, there is a deserted temple with broken walls.
Zhang Juling arrived at the gate of the temple and whistled loudly. Immediately, someone walked out of the neighborhood, wearing Cheng Ziyi, a medium-sized body, and a pancake face, bowed and bowed: "See Master."
His name is Lin Gui, and he is also Zhang Juling's death soldier.
"Where is Ma Liang?"
"Waiting for you in the main hall."
Zhang Juling said "um" and threw the reins of the horse to him, strode up the dusty and leaves steps.
Zhang Juning lay on the ground, his hands and feet were tightly wrapped around his hemp ropes... but his eyes were covered with black cloth.
"See Master."
When Ma Liang and several others saw Zhang Juling coming in, they bowed their bodies to salute.
Zhang Juling waved his hand, glanced at Zhang Juning, and said, "The black cloth in his eyes... is unbuttoned."
Ma Liang should be "yes".
Zhang Juning's eyes were blindfolded for a long time, and suddenly he was not very comfortable seeing the light. He squinted for a while before looking up at the surroundings.
When he saw Zhang Juling, his eyes widened, "Third brother, is it you?"
"It's me."
Zhang Juling looked at him and condescendingly: "Brother, didn't you expect it?"
Of course Zhang Juning couldn't imagine it.
He struggled to fight the rope on his wrist, "Unlock it for me."
The attitude is very bad.
"Who are you talking to?"
Ma Liang stepped forward and kicked Zhang Juning, "Please pay attention to your words."
Ma Liang is a martial artist, and he doesn't even have a breath when walking... Such force kicked Zhang Juning's body, and Zhang Juning felt that his ribs were about to break.
He gasped "whirred", and the pain was very severe.
Zhang Juling didn't know where he got a ring chair, blew up the soot, and sat down.
"Brother, I ask you, did you plan the matter of Gu Han falling into Datong River?"
"What did you say?"
At this point, Zhang Juning also knew that Zhang Juling probably knew what was going on.
But he couldn't admit it.
Chapter completed!