White Hedge Dream

Chapter 89 Encounter on the Road

Zhuang Li looked at the lowered car curtain.

Thinking of the person I just passed by, Shangguan Yue.

It feels familiar.

However, this is not surprising, after all, I have seen it in dreams across the night.

Seen in the sunlight, it is more dazzling than in Hua Xiaoniang's dream.

"That Shangguan Yue..." Zhou Jingyun's voice came, "Why are you hanging out with Xue Silang again? Is it intentional or unintentional?"

Zhuang Li raised his head when he heard this: "On purpose? Is he trying to lure Xue Silang into gambling and bankrupting his fortune?"

Not really, he meant whether Shangguan Yue approached him intentionally, Zhou Jingyun thought, but this time Shangguan Yue did not deliberately talk to him like before, but politely avoided him and refused to listen to what he and Xue Silang said about his family. Elderly illness.

He didn't stop him from leaving.

Distant and polite.

Although he was once a young man, it was hard to guess a young man's thoughts. Zhou Jingyun smiled.

"I was a little worried before, but now that my aunt has woken up from an illness, she is different from before." He took Zhuang Li's words and said, "I'm not that worried."

Zhuang Li nodded with a smile: "Aunt now regards the Xue family as her own family and will take care of her own affairs, so don't worry."

What she meant by this was that her aunt did not regard the Xue family as her own before, Zhou Jingyun thought, and roughly understood what she meant. When a woman married as a daughter-in-law, she said that she became a family, but in fact she was still a little timid and regarded herself as her own. Outsiders, who want to blend in with their husband's family, end up losing themselves.

Being a humble daughter-in-law and being a confident master have completely different moods and actions.

Thinking about how Mrs. Xue looked different just now while taking medicine and doing housework, he was no longer worried.

"My mother has left Mama Huang to help my aunt, and she will visit her in person every three days." Zhou Jingyun said, looking at Zhuang Li, "When the time comes, you will have to go with me."

Zhuang Li said with a smile: "My aunt is kind to me. This is what I should do. Prince, please don't be polite to me."

Zhou Jingyun smiled and sighed softly: "If I didn't bring you back, what would I do now."

If he didn't bring her back, he wouldn't be in danger of confiscating his family and exterminating his family.

But he would lose his aunt first, and his mother his sister.

With his mother's dependence on his sister, he doesn't know if he can bear it. He might have to face separation from his mother immediately.

"This is where misfortune lies, and where fortune lies, misfortune lies behind." Zhuang Li smiled and raised his chin slightly, "So I feel confident and will not accept any aggrievedness in your family."

Zhou Jingyun chuckled.

Seeing her arrogant expression in the carriage, her whole body became more alert.

In fact, she is not that similar to Chunyue, Zhou Jingyun thought, she is more beautiful, refined and bright...

The thought flashed across the carriage and there was a sudden noise in the street.

Horse hooves trampled and the ground shook.

What's going on?

"Your Majesty, the Board of Supervisors is handling the case." Jiang Yun's voice came.

Zhou Jingyun raised the car curtain and saw a group of dark soldiers and guards on the street. The people dispersed in fear, and half the street was empty in the blink of an eye.

As the leading man in official robes with a scar on his face waved his hand, the soldiers and guards surrounded a shop.

There were cries in the shop.

Many people ran out but were stopped.

"The Board of Supervisors is handling the case! Everyone present is a suspect and no one is allowed to escape!"

"Sir, I just came in to buy something—" an unlucky customer who was stopped tried to explain, trying to open the paper bag to show Bingwei, "I bought some food for my daughter. My daughter is waiting for me. I need to hurry up." Click back—"

Before he could finish his words, the scar-faced official pulled out his knife and slashed at him mercilessly. The guest screamed and fell to the ground. The paper bag fell and he was still holding it tightly with one hand.

This scene made the noise on the street freeze for an instant, some timid guests fainted, and more people rolled and crawled back.

The scar-faced official wiped the blood from the knife on the corpse and said coldly: "Chiang Hou and the rest of his party tried to escape, and they will be killed without mercy."

Zhou Jingyun pressed down the car curtain and looked at Zhuang Li's somewhat frozen expression.

"The Board of Supervisors is so rampant." He whispered, "Zhang Ze raised eight vicious dogs. This is one of them, named Zhu Shan."

Zhuang Li couldn't help but say: "The name comes from..."

A good name means no good deeds.

Zhou Jingyun originally encountered the Supervisor's House Murderer by chance on the street, but he didn't expect to encounter him again the next day.

This time it was in the household department.

When I walked to Yu Street early in the morning, I noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere. When I arrived outside the Hubu Yamen, I saw the dark guards surrounding me at a glance.

An official in his fifties was pushed and pulled out.

"Don't hold me back. I can leave on my own!" the official shouted.

Zhou Jingyun stood outside the guard's block and recognized that it was Wang Feng, a doctor in the Jinbu family. The official of the Board of Supervisors standing at the door was the Zhu Shan whom he had seen yesterday, the man who killed someone in the street.

He smiled coldly, "Let Wang Langzhong go on his own. Even though he has done something disgraceful, I will give him some dignity as long as he is old."

The guards let go of their hands, and Wang Feng, who was being pushed away, stood up straight, straightened his robes, adjusted his official hat, and finally smoothed his white beard.

"Decent?" He looked at Zhu Shan, "You guys are worthy of being called decent?"

He spat with a mocking look on his face.

"You guys are nothing in Madam Jiang's eyes!"

Empress Jiang!

The expressions of those present suddenly changed.

The scar on Zhu Shan's face jumped a few times: "Wang Feng, you are smart. If you admit that you are a remnant of Chiang Kai-shek, you can suffer less torture and live a few more days!"

Wang Feng laughed loudly, "Why should I care about living a few more days? When the empress returns, the world will be clear and clear, I have no regrets!"

Zhu Shan cursed, "You old guy—"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Feng's raised hand took out a dagger from his sleeve.

"No!" Zhu Shan's curse turned into a shout, "Stop—"

Before he could say a word, Wang Feng's dagger had already pierced his heart.

There were exclamations.

Blood gushed out from Wang Feng's body, but there was no pain on his face, only joy.

“Ha, ha, empress, I’m here to welcome you back—”

With these words, Wang Feng fell to the ground in a pool of blood.

Zhu Shan ran over, turned over Wang Feng's body and saw that he had no breath.

Zhang Ze, who was surrounded by soldiers and guards, also walked over at this time, looked at Wang Feng in a pool of blood, and smiled sarcastically.

"I really went crazy when I heard the news that Empress Chiang Kai-shek was back."

…

…

In the quiet room, a wisp of fragrance curled up, and Zhuang Li, who was writing, paused slightly.

She seemed to hear her heart pounding.

The sound was as loud as if it wasn't her heartbeat.

She reached out and touched her heart.

The heartbeat was pounding as usual.

Hallucinated?

"Young madam, what's wrong?" Chunyue, who was studying ink at the side, asked hurriedly.

Zhuang Li smiled at her: "It's okay, I was distracted." He motioned to Chunyue, "The ink is enough, you can go down."

Chunyue knew Zhuang Li's habits, so she responded with a smile and retreated.

Zhuang Li took a deep breath, concentrated on the ink and picked up the pen to write.

…

…

There is no chill in the Hanliang Hall in late autumn.

The earth dragon has started to burn, the windows on all sides are wide open, and the outside of the hall is filled with flowers and trees of all seasons, making it difficult for people to tell what season it is.

Bai Ying was sitting sideways on the bed, in this prosperous fairyland, with a shy expression that was incompatible with luxury.

The steamed cakes brought by the palace maids were made into the shapes of various flowers, lifelike, and were placed in front of her one by one.

She did not eat immediately, but looked at the two female officers standing aside.

"His Majesty asked the royal chef to bring this new meal." She asked with a bit of nervousness, "Do you think I might eat it? Will it have any impact on the little prince?"

A smile appeared on the face of a female official: "Yes, I have informed the Queen before sending it."

Bai Ying breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good." She stretched out her hand to caress her still flat belly, "As long as it doesn't affect the little prince."

She picked up a piece of steamed cake and bit into it.

Another female official said with a hint of arrogance: "Concubine Bai, you don't need to be so careful. Be careful, don't let the little prince get this problem too. This is the Queen's legitimate son."

Bai Ying hurriedly responded yes, straightened her figure the next moment, and said solemnly: "Ms. Bai, please remember your empress's teachings."

Wang Degui, who was guarding the door, looked at what the maid sent by the queen should see and said what needed to be said, and shouted loudly, "Zhang Zhongcheng wants to see you."