fake prince

Chapter 356
This person is not young, about 50 years old, with a white face and a beard, originally a dignified and elegant appearance, but at this moment his face seems to be flushed due to anger.

The military officer quickly stepped forward to salute. He may be a local official in charge of public security, but he is only of the eighth grade.

Zhang Shilang seems to have just realized that he was too impulsive, which led to the fact that the escaped slave was being publicized in this way. Caught on a horseshoe.

Zhang Shilang pointed at the official with his finger, scolded a few words, his face was extremely ugly, he saw the bullock cart, and he didn't know where he went.

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as a runaway slave." Seeing this scene, Lin Yuqing thought to himself.

After a while, the entourage came back with a strange expression on his face. When Lin Yuqing saw it, his heart skipped a beat.

"But have you heard clearly?"

"Yes, I have already found out clearly that it was Zhang Zhong, a small steward in Zhang Shilang's mansion, who embezzled the property and sold it secretly. This is an ordinary thing, and it has never been discovered."

"It turned out that a piece of ink inkstone that Zhang Shilang liked very much was also stolen and sold. When Zhang Shilang wanted to give it away, he found that it was gone. After searching and searching, he found the steward and found this big mouse. .”

"At that time, Zhang Shilang ordered the steward to be dragged down to fight, but it was probably in a hurry, so the steward simply said..."

"What did you say?" Seeing that his entourage had a strange expression and couldn't continue, Lin Yuqing felt even more uneasy, and immediately urged him.

The entourage gritted his teeth: "You said that your wife was greened by Mr. Lin, and even the son is not yours. You should be kept in the dark for being so mean and ungrateful... Then, Zhang Shilang was furious , directly overturned the table, threw the bowls and chopsticks to the ground, and let the steward be beaten to death, while going to the inner courtyard to find his wife... Then, taking advantage of this time, the steward escaped..."

"The Dongchuang incident happened!" Lin Yuqing's head buzzed, as if he had been hit hard by a hammer. How can there be someone else for the young master Lin that the entourage said, isn't he himself?

This development of the situation even gave a feeling of "as expected", because he did have a relationship with Zhang Shilang's continuation, but the child?
"How old is Zhang Shilang's son?"

The follower lowered his head and watched secretly: "Ying, Ying is about two years old..."

The time is right, but it's hard to say whether this child is his own.

Lin Yuqing was also furious when he thought that the matter between himself and her was directly shouted out by the steward, and he also blamed the child's matter on himself.

"This guy should be killed, killed, and fed to the wild dogs!"

He was really angry. He had been dormant in the capital for nearly 20 years before he managed such a good reputation. How could he bear it if it was ruined by a servant of the Minister's Mansion?

More importantly, he didn't know how much this person knew. Ordinarily, he and Mrs. Zhang had only met a few times, and he shouldn't have been known by the servants in Zhang Shilang's mansion. Could it be that Mrs. Zhang's child was really his own... No , Whether it is or not, this matter cannot be admitted!

"Be sure to find the fugitive slave first, and if you find it... kill him immediately!" Lin Yuqing ordered his followers, his voice was a little shrill because of his urgency.

"Yes!" The entourage left immediately in response, but after the order was issued for a while, another noise was heard outside the bullock cart.

This time, it was even more sensational than before.

"It's not good, it's not good!" Lin Yuqing opened the curtain of the car, and all he heard was a few people running around, shouting this.

What's puzzling is that this group of people shouted that it's not good, but they had excited expressions on their faces.

Because he had been involved in what happened just now, when Lin Yuqing saw this change, he felt ominous again.

But at this time, the attendant who had left originally got back into the car with a panicked face, not even daring to speak outside the car.

"What happened again, so panic?" Lin Yuqing suppressed his anxiety and asked with a frown.

The entourage said bitterly: "It's not because of the fugitive slave. He is really daring, and he deserves to die! He actually wrote the matter between the young master and other ladies and wives on a paper, and pasted it on the wall. Just posted a dozen copies, and already many people went to watch!"

As he spoke, he handed Lin Yuqing the sheet he tore off hastily just now.

Lin Yuqing took it over and took a look, feeling dizzy for a while, so despicable, when did he have a relationship with Liao Beishi, the servant of the Ministry of War?
Lin Yuqing held back his anger and looked again, and was shocked to find that the enemy was really terrifying. Although the first item was wrong, but compared with the memory below, it turned out that there was not much difference. There were more than a dozen names written on this piece of paper. There are birthplace (natal family), in-laws’ family, identity, and when I dated myself, and how they got along with each other. Although the writing is not quite detailed, it is enough to make people think about it.

And one-third of the people above are wrong. Even if I can't remember the lady and wife I have dated for a while, there is no reason why I can't remember it.

And the remaining two-thirds are correct, even the opportunity of acquaintance and the process of being together have been written, and there are no mistakes.

Some of the details, I didn't remember them until I saw them, I'm afraid I don't remember them normally, how did the fugitive slaves of Zhang Shilang's family know about these?
This must be someone trying to harm him, or it is an out-of-the-box scheme.

who is it?

Who is so vicious?

Lin Yuqing's heart was in a mess, and his ears were buzzing. Just at this moment, the bullock cart came to a place where the paper was pasted.

He knew that this situation would definitely not make him feel better, so he couldn't help but lift the curtain of the car to see and listen.

Sure enough, there was a wall with a group of people watching and talking about the people on it. Among them, the name Lin Yuqing was mentioned the most.

Because of the matter of Zhang Shilang's mansion first, the people around had already vaguely guessed something, and seeing the contents of this pleading paper at this time, half of the believers already.

Even if he didn't really believe in this, he couldn't help but gloat that it was rare for so many distinguished people to fall into the mud.

"Oh, Mr. Lin is amazing. With so many wives and ladies, it can be said that he is very lucky."

"What do you know, this Lin Yuqing is from the state of Lin, the state of Lin is full of miasma, and witchcraft is prevalent, this Mr. Lin can fascinate Dafa, as long as you let him show your face and perform it, no matter how good you are, you will be fascinated immediately Make up your mind, obediently obey." Someone was drooling.

"Oh, there's still this spell?" This is someone who is envious and jealous.

After hearing a few words, Lin Yuqing couldn't help buzzing, her throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

When the entourage saw it, they were shocked: "My lord!"

"I'm fine." Lin Yuqing said so, wiping the blood on his lips with a handkerchief, his face was sallow, and he was a little embarrassed.

"I don't need you here, so let me throw them out and find the escaped slave immediately. I don't need to tell you what to do?" He ordered softly, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.

"Don't worry, my lord, that fugitive slave will never see the sun tomorrow morning!" The attendant assured, and said, he gathered his men and went to cast a net to find someone.

"Let's go back!" Lin Yuqing said weakly, what was burning in his heart was not anger, but fear. So many family members of officials were hated, how would they react?
Just thinking about it makes him shudder.

(End of this chapter)