Not to mention the emperor's nephews, those boys are very unruly towards their dear Ama, and they can show mercy to Hong Zhou. That's just a dream. At that point, the only ones who still have some sympathy are brothers like Fourth Master.

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It's easy to check from this direction in the opposite direction.

There was no movement in the room, and Hong Zhou was anxious. He understood three things. First, he had been tricked, and the mission was a complete failure. Second, there was a certain uncle who had bad intentions, but he had a glimmer of kindness towards himself.

Third, I don’t have to go.

There was no need to go, he admitted it. He hurried in and said, "What about the remaining grain? The remaining grain is still in Caobang."

The fourth master glared, "Take your wife back and have a rest early. I will take care of the remaining food. It's not something you should worry about..."

Okay! That scene yesterday was in vain.

"Then... Wang Duo'er and those people..." Hong Zhou quickly asked again.

"Go to sleep with you." Lin Yutong dismissed Hong Zhou without waiting for Fourth Master to change his attitude, "Let's go quickly. I've been staying in the garden recently, don't go anywhere."

After pushing Hong Zhou out, Lin Yutong smiled, "If this guy hadn't reminded me, I would have really forgotten. I have enough food left! This guy should be able to use it."

As soon as Fourth Master's eyes met Lin Yutong's, the corners of his mouth immediately raised. It felt like Tongtong's whole body was shining like this. She was wise, confident, and flying. He hadn't seen her like this for a long time. He frowned

Gently provoked, "Then...you do it..."

I'll come, I'll come!

When Master Thirteen came back, he had two drawings in his hand, which were the same as those brought back by Hong Zhou. This proved that Lin Yutong's speculation was very likely to be correct.

Fourth Master left Thirteen to talk, and Lin Yutong withdrew. When he came back later, he saw that the four children were sleeping soundly, so Lin Yutong called Zhang Qilin and gave some instructions in a low voice.

Zhang Qilin took the order and went out. After Lin Yutong woke up, washed up and had a meal, he brought in a eunuch who was bending down and bowing his head. "My queen, do you think this boy's figure is okay?"

Lin Yutong raised his eyes and looked at it, frowned and said: "Stand up straight, raise your head and chest out!"

After standing up straight, Lin Yutong looked around twice and felt that both the figure and the back looked very similar to Hong Zhou. Maybe Zhang Qilin had told him that this little eunuch didn't look nervous at all.

Lin Yutong nodded secretly and asked Zhang Qilin, "Is it reliable? It must be 100% reliable."

Zhang Qilin nodded, "The old slave vouched with his head that he is reliable. He is actually the slave's nephew from the same village... There were droughts in those years, so he fled the famine and wanted to find a bowl of rice at the feet of the emperor, but this was not an easy task.

.This boy is also a cruel man. He had himself purged... He was still in the palace at that time. The old slave reported back to his master, and then he took this boy to the palace and found a job..."

Lin Yutong knew about this situation. Many of the eunuchs in the palace were sold by their parents when they were young, but there were also many who sold themselves. Many of them are still pursuing this path when they are not young. There is a specialized department in the capital.

This is the business of a shop that purifies people. You spend money to purify yourself, and then you go to the palace or the palace to find a job. There is buying and selling, and it is difficult to put an end to it in the short term. Nowadays, the clan is huge

, there may be more people in the next generation. For example, today's emperor's nephews have grown up under the service of eunuchs since they were young. They are used to such a group and feel that they can use them with ease. But in the future, if they no longer have titles or

The title is low, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs will not allocate so many eunuchs. What should I do? Anyone who buys is not a buyer. As long as these people are willing to sell, there will be people to buy. The fourth master has ordered a ban, but it has been banned repeatedly. In the final analysis, it is just a temporary solution rather than a temporary solution.

Treating the root cause. However, with the promotion of improved varieties and the protection provided by the Department of Civil Affairs, this type of people will gradually decrease. When people can have food without having to worry about it, no one will take this path. Of course.

, those who have to cut off a piece of meat to seek a rich and prosperous future are another matter.

With this thought in mind, he kept moving his hands, and with little effort, his ordinary face became eighty-nine times similar to Hong Zhou's.

Even Hong Zhou, who rushed over and was used as a reference, was frightened, "This... this... this is too similar..." Huang Eniang still has this skill?

"Maybe I look a bit like you." Lin Yutong fooled him, "Okay, stop talking nonsense. I will explain what needs to be explained. After tonight, there will be no more Zhou Hongwu and Zhou Hong in this world..."

Hong Zhou pursed his lips, and Friday Master, who started his business with great ambitions, died young?

"Zhou Xiaowu—Zhou Xiaowu—" Wang Duo'er clung to the prison wall like crazy, stretched her hand through the gap, and reached out towards 'Zhou Hong' who was covered in blood.

"Wake up! Wake up!" Wang Duo'er shouted like crazy, "What did they do to you? You talk! You move!"

'Zhou Hong' just rolled his eyes and glanced at Wang Duoer, making a hoho sound. Apparently he couldn't even say a word.

"Brother, what's wrong with Zhou Xiaowu?" Wang Duoer glanced at the black young man in the cell opposite and asked hurriedly.

The black young man frowned and looked at 'Zhou Hong', and his heart was beating fiercely. With things like this, there was no way he could be the fifth elder brother. When he saw his parents yesterday, he realized that he was definitely not the fifth elder brother.

. One look at his parents and they knew his parentage, but the master just asked him to give it a try. Could it be that the test was broken? If he really died here, he would feel very guilty.

"Junior brother!" He shouted hurriedly, "Junior brother, can you hear me?"

Before anyone could say anything, the cell door was opened again, and the black young man was taken out. Obviously, he was going to be sentenced.

Wang Duoer almost collapsed, "No! No!"

The cell leader scolded: "What are you shouting for? What are you shouting for? Please calm down! Come one by one, no one can escape."

There was also a woman who was locked up with Wang Duoer. She was the old woman holding the soles of her shoes that Lin Yutong saw in the yard opposite. She reached over and covered Wang Duoer's mouth and lowered her voice, "Stop shouting.

, if you shout again we will be finished."

Wang Duo'er didn't know where the energy came from, "Why is it over? They are looking down on human life! We are not rebels... I have a guarantor, and I can prove that I am not a rebel, and they are not rebels..."

The cell leader sneered, "Then we have nothing to do with it. Some people say you are rebels, so we just follow the rules. You can't tell us anything."

After saying that, he turned around and left. After walking for two steps, he seemed to remember something. He glanced at 'Zhou Hong' who was lying motionless, frowned hard, and muttered, "You're not really dead, are you?"

He took the key and opened the door, went over to take a breath, then his expression changed drastically, and he got up and ran out in a hurry. The officer who was escorting the black young man was startled, and he let him go and chased him out.

The black young man looked at the open cell door of 'Zhou Hong' and ran in eagerly. He rushed towards him and saw that it was not Zhou Xiaowu. There was blood at the corner of his mouth and whip marks and stick marks all over his body. He was clearly moved.

He was about to be sentenced to death. He shook his head eagerly, "Xiaowu...junior brother..."

No matter how much he shook, it was no use. He put his hand under his nose and checked, and sure enough, he was no longer breathing.

Wang Duoer's face turned pale when she saw this, "Feel your pulse! Feel it and see..." After shouting, she shouted out, "Someone is here! Find the doctor! Someone is going to die..."

Just as the black young man's hand was about to put his hand on 'Zhou Hong''s wrist, the cell leader pulled an old man in with a box on his shoulder, "...You are a gangster, don't look at anyone... If you are still alive, don't care... If

We can’t care if we’re not angry anymore…”

The old man glared, "You are the butcher!"

The cell leader chuckled, but when he saw the black young man in this cell, he kicked him over, turned around and scolded his subordinates again, "You're a bastard! Who's to blame if he runs away?"

The black young man was dragged away with a face of reluctance, but his face turned to look this way, his ears were buzzing, and the voice could not be heard clearly. The old man seemed to say: "...It can't be done...I'm out of breath...

Move...you are the ones doing evil..." and the like. When I woke up, my ears were filled with Duo'er's desperate cries, and what I saw with my eyes was the living Zhou Xiaowu being dragged around like a broken sack.

out.

At this moment, he hated his master for no reason. Is it interesting to test him like this? A good person will be gone if he says it is gone. He thought of the couple who were looking for their son yesterday. The father was taciturn and wanted to teach him a lesson in front of him, an outsider.

The son was afraid of losing face, so he put all his emotions on the rattans woven into the basket. He looked at the basket and found that it was much tighter. The basket was actually a little loose and tight.

.My mother is like most women from farmers' families. She cries and behaves because she misses her son. She is afraid that the child will suffer hardship outside and that he will learn bad things outside. She is the same as most mothers. He really can't see this.

What's the problem inside? Yesterday he was fine, but today his son died. Now that he's out, how can he explain this to his parents? How can he be so shameless?

After listening to the narration of the little eunuch's return, Hong Zhou felt a little sad in his heart, "I'm dead, I'm dead... I'll be dead once I'm dead... I'll forget about it after I die... If I really care about my love... I'll treat Yu Liang like that in the future

Please take more care of me... in the future... you will eventually repay today's kindness..."

The little eunuch didn't dare to answer. After saying everything he had to say, he withdrew.

Hong Zhou sat alone in the study, stunned for a long time, but he almost laughed. He was busy here and there, leading to a theft case of blueprints. At most, he gave away the remaining grain. In the past, he thought of asking Yu Liang to cover for him.

Who would have thought that he was the one who provided cover for Yu Liang.

While I was in a daze, word spread that Long live the Lord would like to invite me.

Hong Zhou hurriedly stood up and walked over, "But do you have an errand for your son?"

"Your errand is not over yet." Fourth Master asked Hong Zhou to sit down. "Although we didn't get everything done in Caobang this time, we didn't return without success. At least you went in and got in touch with the upper management.

The operational process and the personalities of the several leader-like characters are almost understood. You don’t have to do things personally, and the same is true for remote control. You still have a single line of communication with Yuliang. You will gain wisdom from every experience, how to avoid risks, you should

You’ve learned it.”

If you still fail to learn after such a big fall, then you are really out of reach.

Hong Zhou felt relieved in his heart, "My son knows what to do. If he fails again... my son won't want any title..." He doesn't deserve it!

The Fourth Master then sent him off, "Go ahead! You know what to say to the outside world, right?"

My daughter-in-law was about to give birth, so Huang Ama and Huang E’s mother couldn’t bear to call her back from the imperial mausoleum.

He chuckled, "I know. You can't handle this yet?" He hesitated, "How was the investigation by Uncle Thirteen? Which uncle was it? Or uncle?"

The Fourth Master looked over with a cold look, and Hong Zhou ran out immediately.

Don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask! Hong Zhou slapped his mouth and said, “I told you to talk too much.”

The Thirteenth Master walked in a hurry, and when he saw Hong Zhou running out of the imperial study and running to the other side, the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily. This kid must have committed a crime.

However, a small life is indeed a big deal. It would be hard to say if I hadn't been merciful this time.

Thinking about it this way, I feel a little complicated.

After entering the imperial study room, he did not gossip with the Fourth Master, "... There was news from the cell that someone started to act today... There is Prince Yu's Mansion... No, it is the staff of the County Prince's Mansion, Prince Jian

The teacher of the house, the accountant of the Ulanala family, and the uncle of a concubine of the Niu Gulu family, all the monsters and ghosts came out, and they were the ones who took the person out by sneaking around."

These should all be Caobang's connections. These people are not necessarily from Caobang or have a very deep friendship with Caobang. In the final analysis, they are just money. If you have money, you can build a network of relationships.

This is nothing surprising.

Fourth Master turned the cup in his hand and said, "Put them all away!" There is nothing worth investigating about these people, and it is useful to let them go.
To be continued...