Zhang Juzheng nodded and said softly: "Go down."

The maid took Ma Jintang down.

The door closes.

Zhang Jianxiu couldn't wait to step forward, in front of his father's bed, and whispered the major events that happened in the palace yesterday.

The father of Zheng Shuyi, who succeeded the commander of the Jinyi Guards, died suddenly.

Zhang Juzheng raised his eyebrows and responded: "Oh... is this happening?"

The father and son looked at each other and knew it was interesting and said nothing more.

After a while.

Zhang Juzheng said softly: "Have you sent your father's letter to Mr. Zhang Ge?"

Zhang Jianxiu said hurriedly: "Yes."

Frowning.

Zhang Juzheng asked again: "Where is the letter to Mr. Shen Ge?"

Zhang Jianxiu lowered his head and said nothing.

Obviously.

These two pavilion elders, who were also my father's former colleagues, were already eager to cut off their relationship with the Zhang family.

In silence.

Zhang Juzheng sneered a few times, but his bright eyes were a little dim. He never expected that the Zhang family would be in the most critical moment.
Chapter completed!