"Ahem, young master, you'd better sit outside. It's very dusty here. I'll clean it up first."

Jin Zimin said as he asked people to come in and clean.

"The melon and fruit snacks have been placed outside. You will be happy to eat them."

There was a big difference between before and after. When Jin Zimin faced Mr. Qian, he was very arrogant and did not look good at all.

When he arrived in front of the orb, he immediately became dog-legged.

Mr. Qian's face was full of gloom. Looking at the Dali Temple with people coming and going, he thought it was a vegetable market.

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The Fan family and the Wei family both received news one after another that their children were arrested and taken to the Dali Temple dungeon for various reasons.

"What do you mean by this young lady? We have already surrendered and even handed over the military talisman. What else does the Jiang family have to be dissatisfied with?"

"Master, have they discovered that we still have contact with the Western Region?"

The young master of the Fan family said with a worried look.

They have been very careful and will pass on the news about going to Beijing almost every three days.

They had been doing this matter very secretly, and even the former emperor had never found out about it.

"Probably, probably not." The head of the Fan family said with a guilty conscience.

She said no, but in her heart she was extremely scared.

"Master, we have to find a way quickly to rescue Tong'er and the others."

"Let me think about it, by the way...Tong'er and the others were arrested and taken to Dali Temple. They sent people to send greeting cards to the Qian family. I want to go and ask myself what this young lady means."

The young master of the Fan family immediately sent someone to deliver the invitation.

At this time, the Wei family also sent people to send greeting cards to the Qian family.

Lord Qian did not go back directly to Qian's house after he was sent to work. Instead, he entered Feng's house through the small door after making many twists and turns.

The head of the Feng family had been waiting in the study for a long time. When he saw Master Qian, he quickly stopped him from saluting.

"Lord Qian, there is no need to be polite. The young master made such a big fuss today. What exactly do you want to do?"

Mr. Qian wiped his sweat and shook his head: "I don't know either. This young master behaves very strangely, but... Don't worry, sir. Although the young masters are in prison having poor food and sleep, they have not received any punishment. The young master seems to be just

Simply lock them up."

"As for what the young master wants to do, it's up to you, Mr. Feng, to figure out for yourself what the young master wants."

"Oh, what else could it be for? This young lady thinks that if we arrest our young people, we will comply with her wishes. This is too naive."

The head of the Feng family covered his chest and coughed for a while.

This time he was really sick with anger, and even the doctor told him not to get angry, otherwise he would hurt his heart, liver, spleen and stomach.

"I wonder what the prime minister's plan is?" Master Qian asked.

But he was worried and took great risks to come to the Feng family because he owed the Feng family a favor.

From the bottom of his heart, he was unwilling to get involved in this matter.

"Most of the people in the court are supported by my Feng family. I will show my old face again and let them write letters to impeach the female master on behalf of my Feng family."

Impeach the young lady?

Mr. Qian thought for a moment, then stood up and bowed to him to say goodbye: "Since Mr. Feng has already come up with a good countermeasure, I won't stay here any longer."

The head of the Feng family nodded slightly and asked Feng Zheng to send him out.

Then he stayed in the study for more than half an hour before coming out.

As soon as Mr. Qian came out of Feng's house, the carriage was stopped.

Before he could ask more questions, Jin Zimin opened the curtain and Baozhu got on the carriage.

This place is not far from Feng's house. When he saw Baozhu's little face with a wicked smile, Mr. Qian's heart beat wildly.

"Female, why...why is the young master here?"

"Of course I'm here waiting for Mr. Qian."

Bao Zhu glanced at him and sat face to face with him: "Master Qian just came out of Feng's house. I wonder what Mr. Feng and you talked about?"

"Female young master... this, I am a lower official..."

Mr. Qian's face turned pale.

He hurriedly knelt down and said, "Master Feng plans to impeach the young master at the court meeting tomorrow. I really didn't say much else."

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Qian became the emperor's disciple one year after Emperor Hui. He left the Feng family's influence and stayed in the capital to serve. Later, because of his outstanding ability, he was appointed as the Minister of Dali Temple."

"Where is Dali Temple? Master Qian, can you tell me about it so that I can learn more about it?"

Mr. Qian was so frightened that he knelt down and kowtowed: "Young Master...Young Master, please forgive me for once."

"Oh, my position is unclear. It would be easy to spare you, but you are no longer suitable for the position of Minister of Dali Temple. If you are asked to be the head of a county, I am afraid of harming the people. After all, how can an unfair county boss do this?

Are you willing to serve the people for the sake of justice?"

Bao Zhu sneered and stared at the top of his head coldly.

Mr. Qian had already been frightened into a cold sweat and was kneeling with sweat all over his body.

"Master Qian, I will resign from my position early tomorrow morning and go home to farm."

Baozhu opened the curtain, leaving a silhouette behind for Mr. Qian.

Master Qian seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and he sat limply on the carriage.

He felt a strong killing intent just now.

If he had known this would happen, he...he would rather be an ungrateful person than go to the Feng family.

With cold hands and feet, he opened the curtain and looked back at the mighty lion at the door of Feng's house.

"Feng family, the good times are coming to an end. I'm so confused."

As the saying goes, you can't touch a tiger's butt. Things have changed in the capital city long ago. They are the only ones who are still stuck in the same place, unable to see their identity clearly.

"Sir, what should we do now?"

The servant driving the carriage asked nervously.

Just now, just now, the guard beside the young master put a knife on his neck.

He almost thought he was going to die.

"What else can we do? Just do the same as the Lu family and leave for Beijing."

He has offended this young lady, and his official career has stopped here.

It's a blessing to be able to survive.

Master Qian returned to Qian's house and immediately found his wife and asked her to dismiss all the servants in the house. After packing up and preparing to resign tomorrow, he left for Beijing.

When Mrs. Qian heard that Mr. Qian was going to resign, there was a big fuss.

After learning the truth, she burst into tears again.

After leaving Shangjing, I'm afraid it will be difficult to come back.

"Why are you crying? Isn't it enough to save a small life? If you are really reluctant to go to the capital, I will write you a letter of divorce now, and you can go back to your Feng family?"

His wife was the legitimate daughter of a branch of the Feng family. At that time, he was just a poor scholar. With the guidance of the head of the Feng family, he stabilized his position in the court and married the legitimate daughter of a branch of the Feng family, now Mrs. Qian.

Mrs. Qian cried: "Do you have any conscience? I just... I just can't let go of my father and brother."

She is already a mature woman, and now she is divorced and returned to her parents' home. What do others think of her?

Besides...she also heard that the Feng family was not a good place to go.
Chapter completed!