Three thousand miles in exile

In the night, surrounded by men in black, an ordinary carriage ran towards the south gate. The soldiers guarding the gate had already been bribed and would let them leave the city.

It would be safe to leave the city, Zhou Chan kept rubbing his hands while sitting in the carriage.

There was still fire in the distance, presumably the Xu Mansion of the Imperial Master's Mansion and Prime Minister's Mansion was still in chaos and no one noticed him, Zhou Chan couldn't help comforting himself.

At this moment, the sound of horseshoes came, and a group of cavalrymen came menacingly.

"I'll lead the people to the rear, you guys go!" The men in black outside the carriage immediately separated in half.

But he saw that the cavalrymen who were chasing were holding long swords that were taller than people, and they felt very fierce from a distance, while the leader was wearing silver and white soft armor. one person.

The men in black were shocked, but they had no way out.

"Come and chase after me!" Song Fenglin's eyes showed a desperate killing intent.

He has waited too long for this day!

As Liu Zhan had always worried about, Song Fenglin would not just wait for others to take Zhou Chan's life, he would kill the enemy himself, even if it cost his own life!

The feud of exterminating the family and the clan back then must be resolved today!

"Mr. Song!" It was impossible for Zheng Fengtian to let Song Fenglin lead someone to chase him, so he followed immediately.

The man in black who was protecting the carriage kept shooting cold arrows backwards, Song Fenglin lowered his body and drove the horse from left to right.

The horses he and Liu Zhan rode all the way from northern Xinjiang are not the horses raised in captivity in the backyard of the commercial firm.

Qi Yunjun's horses are all the best Yanmas. The biggest feature of Yanmas is their explosive power. After chasing with all their strength, they quickly narrowed the distance with Zhou Chan's team.

Zheng Fengtian and the others fell behind and chased in fear.

"Mr. Song! Let me do it!" Zheng Fengtian swung the Mo Dao and cut off the man in black who was rushing to stop him.

There is no one in the night, and a thrilling chase is being staged on the long street in the capital.

The leader of the men in black knew that he couldn't get rid of it and could only fight. All the men in black stayed behind, and only two men in black continued to run in the carriage.

But they didn't expect that Song Fenglin's shooting skills were perfect, and the carriage was turning in front. This angle was just right!

Song Fenglin raised his hand and shot another arrow, which hit the horse. The horse pulling the cart was frightened and rushed, and the carriage hit the archway and overturned.

Seeing that the carriage was stopped, the man in black rushed towards Song Fenglin like crazy.

Song Fenglin threw down his bow and drew his sword to fight, but he was not a Lianjiazi after all, so he soon became overwhelmed, and the blade was less than a finger away from his neck when it was closest.

With a sound, the knife in the man's hand was stopped by Mo Dao, and Zheng Fengtian shouted violently. "Your opponent is Lao Tzu!"

Even if he is on the battlefield, Zheng Fengtian is not as frightened as he is at this moment.

He can't let something happen to Song Fenglin, and no matter how angry the general is, the millions of people in northern Xinjiang can't live without Mr. Song!

The carriage over there turned over, and Zhou Chan and his son climbed out of the carriage in a staggered manner, and with the support of the man in black, they wanted to get on the horse and escape.

At that time, hundreds of men in black were fighting with the Modao cavalry in the long street, and there was chaos.

Zhou Chan fell and limped to describe his embarrassment, where he still has the prestige of the past, and there is only one thought in his mind, that is to save his life!

If Zhou Chan was allowed to escape from the imperial capital, most of the world would be hiding places, which would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

The personal guard stopped the man in black, and Song Fenglin killed Zhou Chan desperately.

He can't let Zhou Chan escape!Absolutely not!

The hatred of extermination is like a burning fire.

Back then the Zhou clan killed the Song clan just to gain prestige, probably because the Zhou clan came from a third-rate family, and the ancestors didn't even have titles, and they didn't even have official titles above the fourth rank.

A powerful official who started his career by embezzling the money used to build the embankment, oppressing the people, bribing the peak, and bribing the prince. If he didn't kill the Song family, why would he frighten the aristocratic family and hold on to the power in his hand.

Until the end, the bones of the Song family were abandoned in mass graves, and no one dared to collect the bones. Many years later, Song Fenglin sent people to search for the bones, and there was no way to find them.

Who can understand this heart-wrenching hatred!

When Liu Zhan was chased by the guards and told Song Fenglin to take someone to chase Zhou Chan, Liu Zhan felt his head exploded.

If Zhou Chan wants to escape, Song Fenglin will definitely risk his life to chase after him!

Liu Zhan waved his horsewhip and whipped the god under his seat until he snored and screamed. All the way after him, there were corpses of men in black all the way.

On the long street leading to the south gate, Liu Zhan saw his subordinates fighting in chaos ahead and Song Fenglin struggling to fight the man in black.

Zhou Chan was about to get on his horse, Song Fenglin stabbed at him with a long sword, Zheng Fengtian blocked the sneak attack of the man in black, and a large number of men in black surrounded him to rescue Zhou Chan.

At this moment, a cold arrow hit Song Fenglin's back, and the soft armor couldn't block such a close arrow!

"Fenglin!!"

Liu Zhan roared!

The arrow pierced so deeply that Song Fenglin only felt the pain go to the marrow of his bone, but no matter how painful it was, it was not as painful as the more than 100 members of the family being exterminated!

As if he couldn't feel the pain in his body, Song Fenglin didn't hesitate at all, and finally the long sword pierced Zhou Chan's back, and Zhou Chan stopped pulling the horse's back.

There was a blood groove on the arrow, and soon the blood seeped out of the soft armor, and Song Fenglin's back was bright red in the blink of an eye.

Liu Zhan was like a giant furious beast, his eyes were about to burst.

The Modao cavalry rushed up to wipe out the rest of the men in black. Liu Zhan cut Zhou Chan in half with a sharp knife, and threw the Modao through the body of Zhou Chan's son.

ended.

This hatred.

Every night in the dream, the scene of relatives being kidnapped and executed can be vividly remembered. There are hundreds of members of the Song family, from grandparents to grandparents, down to nephew who is babbling.

ended.

Song Fenglin only felt his ears buzzing, and the only sound left was his own breathing.

Seeing Liu Zhan, he suddenly lost his strength and was about to fall on his back.

Liu Zhan pulled him into his arms.

The blood slid down the ground along the arrows, and soon formed a puddle on the ground.

"Go to the Emperor's Mansion!!"

Liu Zhan picked up the man horizontally, and he rolled onto the horse with Song Fenglin in his arms, pressing him tightly to his chest.

Song Fenglin wanted to speak, but the blood kept flowing from his mouth. He only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and it was difficult to make a sound from his throat.

The bright red blood was like a knife piercing his heart, Liu Zhan felt like he was going crazy!

"Cao Ming, you lead someone to the Prime Minister's Mansion!" Liu Zhan gritted his teeth, no longer suppressing the violence in his heart.

"The Zhou family is full of families, not one will be left behind!"

Since it is a debt of blood, then pay in blood!

Misty clouds and a blood-red half-moon hang in the night sky. This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

"Hurry up and invite the imperial physician! Let Lin Yuan judge come here in person!"

"There happens to be a doctor in the mansion, let the doctor take a look first!"

After the catastrophe, the Emperor's Mansion was already in chaos, but now that Song Fenglin was seriously injured, it was even more chaotic, and Liu Zhan's arrogance made everyone silent.

"The doctor is here!"

"Hurry up! Let the doctor take a look first!"

In the room, Song Fenglin leaned against Liu Zhan's arms and couldn't help gasping for breath. His breathing was short and painful, and it was obvious that he had hurt his lungs.

The doctor cut away the soft armor near the arrow, only to see that the whole arrow was deeply embedded in the bone, and the doctor's expression changed drastically.

"This this……"

Liu Zhan's eyes were bloodshot, he tried his best to suppress the anger surging like magma, and asked through gritted teeth. "Can it be taken out?"

The doctor plopped down on his knees. "The little ones dare not."

The arrow goes deep into the lungs, and when the arrow is pulled out, there will be ten deaths and no life.

Liu Zhan closed his eyes. "When will the doctor arrive?"

"The House of Lin Yuan is not far from us, and he will be here soon." Zhao Jizhang said immediately.

At this time, the room in the wing room was full of blood, and Song Fenglin's wound was bleeding continuously. The doctor covered it with gauze, and soon it was blood red again.

Injury to the heart, even if it is placed in future generations, it is a very serious injury.

No one saw that Liu Zhan's hands were trembling. He lowered his head and leaned against Song Fenglin's sweaty forehead, softly comforting him. "It's all right, it's going to be all right."

Not only to appease Song Fenglin, but also to appease himself.

Liu Zhan himself didn't realize that there was a deep nostalgia in his eyes at this time.

"Zhan'er...you..." Zhao Jizhang saw it, and thought of the rumors in northern Xinjiang. He didn't believe it at first, but at this moment, there was still something unclear.

"The judgment of the Lin Court is here!" At this moment, there was a sound outside the door.

Liu Zhan raised his head immediately, with the last glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Lin Yuansan was wearing private clothes, followed by his eldest son who also worked in Tai Hospital.

"Judge Lin, come and see my student." Zhao Hengfu nervously followed into the room after Judge Lin.

Judge Lin didn't look sideways at the wound first, he pressed his hands around the wound, and then felt the pulse.

"The arrow must be taken out immediately, otherwise the blood will enter the lungs and you will undoubtedly die!"

Liu Zhan's pupils constricted, and his whole body tensed up to the extreme.

"Take the knife." Lin Yuanpan stood up and rolled up his sleeves and said to his son behind him.

Lin Yuanpan's eldest son immediately put down the medicine box, took out a few delicate knives from it, and lit a delicate charcoal stove, which burned high-quality silver charcoal.

The knife was roasted on the charcoal fire, and it quickly burned red.

At this time Song Fenglin suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood, Liu Zhan's face changed drastically, and he wiped it with his hands in a panic.

"Let him vomit!" The court judge came over and laid Song Fenglin on his side. "Let him vomit, otherwise the blood will stay in the chest and block the mouth and nose, and there will be no way to recover."

Liu Zhan understood the meaning of the court sentence, and his spirit was extremely tense.

The Lin court judge began to cut the knife, and the room was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Don't look at Lin Yuanjuan's white beard and hair, but his withered hands are extremely steady, cutting open the flesh around the arrow with one knife at a time.

Liu Zhan watched intently.

The thumb-sized arrowhead was taken out and thrown into the copper basin with a soft sound.

After taking out the arrow, Lin Yuanjuan did not rush to apply the medicine, but cleaned the wound quickly, and used small tweezers to pinch out the bone residue, then sutured the wound and filled it with medicine.

The doctor who didn't leave looked admiring.

Suddenly Liu Zhan noticed that Song Fenglin hadn't moved.

"Fenglin?" Liu Zhan touched Song Fenglin's face.

"Don't let him sleep!" the court judge sternly reprimanded.

Liu Zhan hurriedly patted his face, but there was no response. He was so frightened for a moment that he was paralyzed. The Lin court judge immediately took out a silver needle and pricked a few needles on Song Fenglin's finger.

Liu Zhan wiped it for him, and soon blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The wound on the back has been healed, and the congestion in the lungs has to be cleaned up.

The Linyuan judged that the needles could not be stimulated to induce vomiting. Liu Zhan couldn't stand it anymore and turned around and walked to the door. Hearing the coughing sound behind him, he raised his foot and turned back, repeating this several times.

Just after a severe cough, Song Fenglin gasped as if his breathing had suddenly opened up.

"It's saved." Lin Yuanpian continued to apply the needle with a calm face. The naked eye could see that Song Fenglin's breathing had improved. This operation was miraculous.

Liu Zhan felt that he was finally breathing.

"There is no way to repay a life-saving grace, and there will be a big thank you in the future!" Liu Zhan solemnly greeted the court judge with fists in his hands.

Lin Yuanju didn't know Liu Zhan's identity, but he could see Liu Zhan's eagerness, and he felt that the heroic young man in front of him was very good at emphasizing love and righteousness.

"It's enough when the breath is cleared. Don't move him, so as not to block the lungs again." Judge Lin took the pulse carefully, his face softened a little.

Song Fenglin was lying on the mattress, while Liu Zhan sat on the edge of the bed and did not dare to move him.

The only sound in the room was Song Fenglin's heavy breathing.

"According to this prescription, make sure to take a thick sip."

"My son understands." Lin Yuanpan's eldest son took the prescription and left the room.

"I'm afraid I'll get a high fever later, I'll prepare the medicine first and feed it in advance." The Lin court judged in an orderly manner.

Some medicinal materials still need to go back to the Lin Mansion to get them, Liu Zhan ordered Zhang Xiaoman to follow the servants to get them, and he must go back early.

Sure enough, one hour was not enough, Song Fenglin developed a high fever. Fortunately, he still had the consciousness to drink the medicine. After two bowls of medicine, the high fever was suppressed.

Although it was still burning, it was no longer dangerous.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It was late at night, Zhao Jizhang helped Zhao Hengfu to rest in the side hall next door.

The Imperial Master's Mansion has returned to calm, but the turmoil in the Imperial Capital City has not yet ended.

That night, the whole city of the imperial capital could not sleep all night.

In the middle of the night, the cavalry, known as the dead men with long swords by the people of the imperial capital, bloodbathed the prime minister's mansion. The news spread in the imperial capital at an extremely fast speed, causing shocks up and down.

In the end, these dead men with long knives disappeared at the end of the dark long street. No one saw them, and no one dared to catch up to find out where they went.

"Teacher!" Lu Lingyuan came to report in shock after receiving the news.

"teacher!"

"What happened?" Zhao Hengfu's heart sank. His student would not lose his composure easily.

Lu Lingyuan glanced at the room next door, and said in a deep voice, "The Prime Minister's Mansion was slaughtered by a group of dead men with long knives."

"What!" Zhao Hengfu and Zhao Jizhang were both shocked, thinking they heard it wrong.

Others may not know it, but they all know that Liu Zhan's subordinates are all carrying long knives!

"The imperial decree of conviction has not yet been issued, how can he destroy the Zhou family! Even if he is convicted, the Zhou family will not be guilty of this!" Zhao Hengfu was so angry that his chest was tight, and he stamped his feet again. "Let Zhan'er come here!"

According to the law, the offender's home would be ransacked, and his relatives would at most be sentenced to exile. Zhao Hengfu never thought of exterminating the Zhou family.

At that time, Liu Zhan was wiping Song Fenglin's sweat with a handkerchief, and after he breathed, Song Fenglin fell into a deep sleep.

The housekeeper sent a message to invite him to come over, Liu Zhan signaled Zhang Xiaoman to stay here, and then left after making sure that Song Fenglin was sleeping soundly.

In the side hall next door, the lamps at the four corners were lit, and they were brightly illuminated.

When Liu Zhan stepped into the side hall, Zhao Hengfu, Zhao Jizhang and Lu Lingyuan were all taken aback.

Because Song Fenglin was seriously injured and the room was in a hurry, everyone didn't pay attention to Liu Zhan's bloody clothes.

At this time, Liu Zhan appeared in a bloody suit, coupled with the undispelled anger and violence in his eyes, his aura was very penetrating.

Every time there is good news or news from Northern Xinjiang to the Imperial Capital, it is just a few words on paper.

Right now, all three of them intuitively felt the killing momentum of General Qi Yun. The recovery of the lost land by the Beizhuyan people was not written, but the merits of killing.

"Why is Grandpa looking for me?" Liu Zhan picked an empty chair nearby and sat down.

"You..." Zhao Jizhang paused, and after a long time he raised his hand and sent someone to fetch new clothes.

Half of Liu Zhan's bloody suit was the enemy's blood, but more of it was Song Fenglin's blood, which was also the source of his rage.

"How is Feng Lin's injury?" Zhao Jizhang asked again.

"I fell asleep, and the Lin Court ruled that there is no problem for the time being." Liu Zhan's voice was light.

"It's fine."

The side hall became quiet again, and finally Zhao Hengfu broke the silence.

"Zhan'er, how can you destroy the Zhou family?" Zhao Hengfu frowned with a serious expression.

"Zhou Chan is dead, and this sin will be settled. The country owns the country's laws, and the fate of Zhou's relatives will follow the old man's own arrangements. You are disregarding the country's laws and despising the rules of the world. How will you gain a foothold in the world in the future!"

Zhao Hengfu also spoke from the bottom of his heart, not as the Great Situ, but as his grandfather.

The laws and rules of the country are the thread of the world's existence. Liu Zhan's behavior is too shocking. If things go on like this, he may become a public enemy of the world.

Liu Zhan's eyes were deep and calm. "Grandpa, you should be thankful that I didn't bring a large army into Beijing. This is just the destruction of the Zhou family."

Zhao Jizhang almost knocked over the teacup, and Lu Lingyuan was also choked and coughed.

"Ridiculous!" Zhao Hengfu scolded angrily. "What else do you want to do!"

Fan troops are not allowed to enter Beijing without an edict, and entering Beijing without authorization is a crime of rebellion!

Zhao Hengfu was in a hurry. "Zhan'er, you are a courtier of the Great Chu. The Great Chu has favored you for rebuilding. There are frequent border wars. You have a rift with the northern army. How to compete in the northern border is an internal struggle between the vassal armies."

The side hall was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop, only the sound of Zhao Hengfu's heavy breathing.

"Yu Dachu, Yu Tianzi, you must not have other thoughts." Zhao Hengfu persuaded him sternly and earnestly. "Now that you have a heavy army in your hands, you should be loyal to the king and think of the country, support the laws of the country, and help the community."

The so-called community is exactly the rules that Zhao Hengfu wants Liu Zhan to follow.

The country under the Nine-Rank Zhongzheng system created the prosperity of the Great Chu.

Of course, it's just the prosperity of the past.

When the Zhou family killed the Song family back then, they were caught in an unjust prison. This unjust prison is like a fig leaf, it's just a whitewashing of the rules.

In Liu Zhan's eyes, these so-called rules are ridiculous.

"Grandpa." Liu Zhan's voice was steady without any waves. "When the Zhou family destroyed the Song family, did someone stand up to defend the law of the country? The Zhou family, a low-ranking family, finally became the prime minister. Are there any rules?"

The simple two sentences stopped all three people present.

The so-called rules are empty talk in the face of absolute power.

"This world was in chaos as early as Emperor Xuan's reign. The Zhou family trampled on the laws of the country by destroying the Song family, and the concubine trampled on the rules for his prime minister."

Liu Zhan glanced at the three present. "The prosperous and prosperous imperial capital is still undercurrents. Our northern border is in war every year, and the people are precarious. Grandpa, do you want me to follow the rules?"

Can rules drive out swallow thieves?Can you regain lost ground?Can you protect the people?

In troubled times, only the butcher's knife can hold the line of defense under your feet and defend against the enemy thousands of miles away.

Both grandparents and grandchildren are taking diametrically opposite paths, and both have their own beliefs.

For the first time, Zhao Hengfu was slightly shaken.

As Liu Zhan said, this is a troubled world, and the kingly way that he has learned all his life to stabilize the country cannot end this troubled world.

"Grandpa, if you want Da Chu to be good, you still have to take power." Liu Zhan persuaded him in turn.

This power refers to the ministers in power. Right now, the time and place are favorable to the people. As long as Zhao Hengfu is willing to replace the Zhou family with his own people, he will be able to control the six officials and control the power of the court.

Internally, the Zhao family controls the imperial court, and externally, there is Liu Zhan, the grandson of the vassal army who holds a heavy army. Great Chu will be the Zhao family's world.

Even after a hundred years from Zhao Hengfu, this power will be transferred to Zhao Jizhang smoothly.

Zhao Jizhang and Lu Lingyuan were very excited after thinking about it.

"You're trying to make the old man lose his life!" Zhao Hengfu stared angrily.

Loyal minister Wang Dao is his belief that he has persisted all his life!

"Let me go down, you bastard!" Zhao Hengfu waved his hands to ask Liu Zhan to go down, as if he could get angry just by saying a word.

Liu Zhan didn't feel any pain, and got up to leave.

No one knew that Zhao Hengfu was actually guilty at this moment. He was afraid that if he continued to chat with Liu Zhan, he would not be able to hold on to the belief in his heart.

Just as Liu Zhan stepped out of the house, Cao Ming and Guo Donghu were waiting outside the house to answer. Both of them had already changed out of their armor and were dressed in low-key civilian clothes.

"I want the brothers to stay behind closed doors in the business. We will return to northern Xinjiang when Mr. Song's injury improves." Liu Zhan ordered.

The two clasped their fists together.

"Boss, do you need me to bring some people to guard the courtyard?" Cao Ming asked worriedly.

The Fang family, the Xu family and the Zhao family all know the origin of the long-sword slayer, and if they are not complete, someone will attack Liu Zhan.

"No, these people have benefited so much, how could they care about my life?" Liu Zhan sneered.

The essence of the aristocratic family is selfishness, and the Fang family and the Xu family will not make extraneous branches at this juncture.

As for Mrs. Zhao, Liu Zhan knew that although his grandfather spoke harshly, he was actually tolerant in his heart. He understood that this world should change.

If Zhao Hengfu wanted to stop Liu Zhan, he would have killed his relatives long ago, why wait until now.

Back in the room, Liu Zhan touched Song Fenglin's forehead for the first time.

Amidst the torn pain and drowsy consciousness, Song Fenglin had a short but long dream.

He dreamed that he was back to his childhood, the Song Dynasty was full of flowers, the female family members talked and laughed at Yan Yan, the emperor was benevolent and his courtiers were diligent, and the people were singing the praises of Emperor Ren's good governance.

The scene in the dream passed quickly like a revolving lantern, and Song Fenglin saw Emperor Ren died suddenly in his prime, Emperor Xuan was headstrong and conceited, Emperor Wen died under his horse, and the last thing he saw was the thin and weak emperor today.

The demise of the Song family heralded the end of the era of great Chu imperial power and the advent of the era of powerful ministers.

Who is the next generation of power ministers after Da Chu succeeds the Zhou family?There is no answer in the dream.

Song Fenglin opened his eyes leisurely, and Liu Zhan's resolute and handsome face was in sight.

"Are you born to anger me?" Liu Zhan looked straight at him with dark eyes.

Song Fenglin wanted to speak, but his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound, and the high fever made him dizzy.

Liu Zhan took the ginseng water on the coffee table and fed him. His movements were not very gentle. After feeding, he wiped off the water stains on his lips with his thumb, and his movements were full of anger.

"Don't be angry." Song Fenglin said hoarsely.

How could Liu Zhan not be angry. "How dare you take that little man to chase Zhou Chan with your thin arms and legs? You can't even wait for a while to go with me? Are you so stupid?"

The scene of the arrow being shot into Song Fenglin's back is still vivid in my mind, Liu Zhan's heart felt like a ton of blood was blocked, and the words that came out were as cold as ice.

"You don't want to die, have you thought about me?"

Song Fenglin froze.

Knowing Liu Zhan for so long, it was the first time he heard Liu Zhan talking to himself in such an almost emotionless tone.

Liu Zhan was really angry, angry that he didn't want his own life and the people who loved him for revenge.

Bingying's tears dripped down on the soft pillow, Song Fenglin reached out and grabbed Liu Zhan's cuff, both stubborn and fragile.

"If it's not an arrow but a knife that sticks into your body, you're already dead, do you know that?" Liu Zhan himself didn't realize that his tone had dropped a few degrees when he spoke again.

Song Fenglin tugged at his sleeve, and Liu Zhan took the initiative to put his hand under his face for him to touch.

After waking up, Song Fenglin was also very scared, not because he was afraid of death, but because he was afraid of leaving Liu Zhan. He knew he was wrong.

For Song Fenglin's stubborn temper, Liu Zhan also loves and feels helpless.

At this time Song Fenglin was nostalgic for his pillow, no matter how big the fire in Liu Zhan's heart was extinguished by this frosty person at this moment, seeing his weak and uncomfortable appearance, only heartache remained.

Liu Zhan used his fingertips to wipe away the water droplets around his phoenix eyes. "Zhou Chan is dead, and the Zhou family's extermination is over. You can let it go."

The Zhou family's ancestral home was in Cangzhou in the south, and it was the last of the family. During Emperor Ren's reign, the old prime minister of Zhou was no more than an official to the minister of the Ministry of Fifth Grade Industry.

In the fifth year of Rendi Jingtai's reign, the Huai River broke its embankment, and the old Prime Minister Zhou, who was the Minister of Industry at that time, was appointed to go south to repair the embankment. During his tenure, he colluded with local officials and corrupted a huge fortune.

With the money from repairing the embankment and embezzling ink, the old Prime Minister Zhou donated a fourth-rank Youcheng from the Ministry of Punishment.

Every year, important cases from all over the country are gathered in the Ministry of Criminal Justice for approval. Whether life or death depends only on the pen in the hands of the officials of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. As long as you spend money to die, you can change your life. In just two years of tenure in the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Zhou's family fortune has doubled .

Emperor Xuan was oppressed when he was still a prince, and the rich and powerful families in Beijing were unwilling to make friends with him. At that time, the Zhou family was humble. In order to find a tiger flag, Prime Minister Zhou gave his daughter to Emperor Xuan as his concubine, and had close contacts with Emperor Xuan in private. .

In this way, in the eighth year of Emperor Ren Jingtai, Emperor Ren revealed that he wanted to make Emperor Xuan, the only surviving younger brother, the emperor's younger brother. This matter determined the fate of the Zhou family.

In the same year, Emperor Ren died and Emperor Xuan succeeded him.

The first thing Zhou Laocheng did for Emperor Xuan was to plan to frame Liu Tonghe. With Liu Tonghe's downfall, Zhou Laocheng replaced Liu Tonghe with his own people, thus controlling the bureaucracy.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is the richest minister among the six departments. Old Prime Minister Zhou has tasted the sweetness and began to plan a bigger goal. This time he is targeting the Song family of An Guogong!

In the third year of Emperor Xuan's Hongzhi reign, Prime Minister Zhou attacked the Song family with the acquiescence of Emperor Xuan. He imprisoned the Song family with forged evidence and witnesses, and planned an unjust case against the party.

So far, more than half of the courtiers in Emperor Xuan's dynasty were members of the Zhou family, and the power of the court was firmly held by the Zhou family, and the prosperity of the Zhou family reached its peak.

Zhou Chan witnessed how his father climbed step by step from a young servant to the throne of the prime minister, and Zhou Chan also witnessed how the Zhou family became the top family in the capital from a low-ranking family.

Zhou Chan was even more ruthless than his father.

In order to support the eldest prince, he poisoned Emperor Xuan's favorite third prince, and poisoned Emperor Xuan after he revealed that he hated the Zhou family.

Not only that, Zhou Chan threatened Emperor Wen, intending to murder the emperor's eldest grandson, and forced Emperor Wen to have an abortion in the backyard, all kinds of things.

At the beginning of Emperor Wen's accession to the throne, Zhou Chan's power was at its peak.

However, Zhou Chan overlooked one point, how the Zhou family's injustice continued.

The two dynasties of Emperor Xuan and Emperor Wen totaled 14 years, and the Zhou family controlled the court for 14 years to amass wealth crazily.

Zhou Chan also tried in vain to make the Zhou family the second most common surname under the imperial surname, and it has been inseparable from the imperial power ever since.

However, girls from the Zhou family do not come out with princes.

Liu Zhan's butcher knife fell, and Zhou Chan fell into a pool of blood.

His eyes were wide open, unable to take his last breath.

He hated why the prince he gave birth to was a dead baby. If he had a prince in his hands... until his death Zhou Chan didn't have the heart of repentance.

The Zhou family was in chaos, all kinds of past events were scattered like clouds, and the Song family's vengeance was avenged, and everything was over.