Zhang Mansion. Sorrow and joy are sad, spiritual banners are floating, and countless paper money ash rotates with the wind and scatters all over the world.

Xu Changhua was wearing a mourning uniform, his eyes were red, and he kowtowed in front of Zhang Liangkuan's spiritual position. Li Anniang knelt beside him and comforted Li Niang in a low voice.

Li Niang was covered in plain white, with a haggard appearance, kneeling there in a dead state, throwing paper money into the brazier.

Hu'er was wearing a zipper dress, looking at the adults blankly with tears in her eyes, and cried to Xu Changhua who stood up to come to beside him, "Uncle, what's wrong with my father? Why can't he sleep?"

My heart seemed to be stabbed by a knife several times. Xu Changhua staggered back a few steps, and his outstretched hand hung down weakly.

Hu'er's words made Li Niang regain a little angry. She raised her head with difficulty. Li Niang said, "Brother Xu, Zhang Lang wrote a few last words before leaving, and it was on the desk in the study. You want to take a look."

"Being unfaithful to be a minister, being unrighteous to be a friend, and being unscrupulous to do things. Li Niang, take good care of Hu'er and leave for her husband. Zhang Kuanlang's last writing." Several lines of words, each word was heartbroken, and blood was sprayed on the paper, dyeing the white paper red. Amid An Niang's scream, Xu Changhua fell to the ground.

Yu Zhijie was very depressed. He encountered Zhang Liangkuan's death as soon as he arrived in Anqi County. Among the ten deputy envoys, he didn't know much about Zhang Liangkuan, but Zhang Liangkuan's face was filled with happiness and gentle smiles from time to time, which impressed him. His beautiful wife and young son, what happened to force the young man to commit suicide by hanging himself.

The bloody letter was held in his hand, light and heavy as a pound, making people breathless. Yu Zhijie slowly put the letter back to the table, and checking the fields must be bloody. Unexpectedly, the first person who bleeded on his side would be the gentle Zhang Liangkuan.

Stepping out of Zhang's mansion, Yu Zhijie looked up at the white banner above his head. The white banners hanging high in the autumn wind were like flags, like forests, and were full of solemnity.

In the study in Banshan, Li Mingde's face was heavy, and Zhang Liangkuan's death was really unexpected. Li Mingde knew Zhang Liangkuan and knew that this son was promising and kind, and he performed extraordinary things in several literary meetings, so he made arrangements in advance to let Xu Changhua become friends with him.

The picture was revealed, and Zhang Liangkuan left sadly. He thought he could let go of his hands and legs when he arrived in Yuanhe County, but the Li family was everywhere. Zhang Liangkuan was discouraged and had no choice but to go to a dead end. Li Mingde was not happy either. The original intention was to stick to it in advance and relax slowly. Zhang Liangkuan would not be so nervous when he had an explanation. Alas, too much is too much, and it would be too late to regret it.

Zhang Liangkuan's death forced Yu Zhijie to a dead end. The current situation was either a fish died or a net was broken. Yu Zhijie brought a hundred officers and soldiers into the inn. Ning Tiantao kept sending people to complain, saying that he was feeling like he was feeling uncomfortable and could not bear it. It seemed that he was going to come forward to visit Yu Zhijie.

Li Mingde and Yu Zhijie were once friends. Twenty years ago, both of them were county magistrates in Huangzhou. They were like ambitions and had harmonious poetry and prose, and were considered friends. Li Mingde would not forget Yu Zhijie at that time, who was ambitious, capable, and had a clear and clear political career. Now he is a fourth-rank official and is about to step onto the stairs of the Minister of Revenue. On the other hand, he has long lost his ambitions for his family.

"Prepare a sedan chair", Li Mingde stood up and it was time to meet that former friend.

Xu Changhua opened his eyes and the familiar scene was his study. An Niang's crying sound came from his ears, and his chest was so blocked.

Trying to sit up, An Niang hurriedly held him down and advised: "Changhua, you are excited and vomiting blood. The doctor said that you should lie down quietly and rest and stop being arrogant. Take the ginseng soup quickly, and the uncle is awake."

Xu Changhua closed his eyes again, and the words on the note were flying in front of him, "I am not loyal to my ministers, I am not righteous to my friends, and I am not careful in my affairs" turned into Zhang Liangkuan's anger and shouted loudly.

"Liangkuan, I forced you to death." Xu Changhua's heart was like a knife. An Niang put the ginseng soup that had been blown to her mouth, "cough cough", and another mouthful of blood choked out.

Linhe Inn, Jiang Anyi sat in front of the window with a solemn expression.

Zhang Liangkuan died, the one who often talked about his son's extraordinary intelligence was dead; the one who pulled himself to promise to be his son's teacher after being drunk, and the one who had a gentle smile on his face was dead.

As a secret envoy, Jiang Anyi was not good at going to Zhang Mansion to sacrifice. On the table, there was a small incense burner and three strings of incense to worship the old friend.

Shi Tou walked in and said, "Young master, Miss Tong'er is here and said she made an appointment with you to hunt outside the city."

Life always goes on. Jiang Anyi wants to take advantage of the opportunity to hunt and go around outside the city to secretly learn about the situation of the fields.

Outside the south gate, the wind blows the grass and the yellow is low, and the rabbit is reserving fat for the upcoming cold winter. The sound of horse hooves is so shocking that the birds and rabbits run away. A sharp arrow comes as if it is flying, and the running rabbits twitch and fall to the ground.

"I shot again." Tong'er's laughter was as crisp as a silver bell, and Jiang Anyi's originally dull mood became much more relaxed.

A follower hurriedly picked up the rabbit and raised it to signal to the two of them. Tong'er asked in surprise: "Young Master Jiang, I've shot five rabbits, why didn't you see you shoot the bow?"

Jiang Anyi secretly felt ashamed. If he had drawn the bow, he would probably have shot the air. Wouldn't he have exposed the "Sharp Shooter" stuff? He replied: "You have shot five rabbits, so I won't shoot anymore. I will shoot a pheasant later, and the flying spotted rabbit will all be there."

The sound of horse hooves, and the wild birds flew away when they heard the sound, and they would not wait for them to approach.

Tong'er didn't guess Jiang Anyi's trick, and looked at him with admiration and said, "The bird is much harder than a rabbit, and my brother-in-law has no chance of shooting."

It has been more than an hour since they came out, and everyone was a little tired. They didn't encounter any pheasants along the way. Tong'er was a little unwilling to give up and pointed at the village not far away with a horse whip and said, "Let's go there to have a break and continue hunting in the afternoon."

There are restaurants at the village entrance, which are convenient for people passing by. When the boss and the client saw the guests, he hurriedly greeted them with a smile and greeted everyone intimately. There were not many things in the countryside shop, including cured meat and wild vegetables, and the beaten rabbits, which were quite rich.

Jiang Anyi thought, it seemed that Miss Tong'er didn't plan to let her go easily, or she would shoot a few arrows by herself to see if God would help. She shook her face and saw two farmers returning home with hoes on the road beside the village, as young as Li Shicheng.

Rubbing his eyes, yes, it was Li Shicheng. Jiang Anyi apologized to Tong'er: "Miss Tong'er, I met an old friend, go and greet me."

Seeing Jiang Anyi bowing to him with a smile, Li Shicheng's face turned pale and then turned red. He put the hoe on the ground, Li Shicheng sorted out his clothes and gave Jiang Anyi a favor.

"Brother Shicheng, what's wrong?" Jiang Anyi asked in a curiosity.

"Cheng'er, this is your friend. Please come to your home to talk." Li Laihe interrupted. His son has been back for a few days and is always depressed. It is rare to meet a friend, so he might be happier.

"It turns out it's uncle, An Yi is rude." Jiang Anyi respectfully bowed to Li Laihe and said, "Today we are here to hunt with friends, but it is not convenient to visit us. I will definitely visit you tomorrow."

After a few gossips, Li Shicheng stuttered, as if there was something unspeakable, and it was inconvenient to talk about it on the side of the road. Jiang Anyi asked about his residence and agreed to say goodbye to Li Shicheng at the time of the year.

He always has to pay back when he comes out. Since he is a sharpshooter, he will show his ugly face. After Jiang Anyi shot two arrows in a row, he had to admit that he had to shoot the fish bladder that day, it was due to luck.

Tong'er was stunned for a moment, looked at Jiang Anyi with an awkward look and laughed out loud. The white clouds in the sky became brighter. Jiang Anyi found that her heart was also floating with the laughter.

An Qi Yuanfu, the temporary yamen of Qing warriors.

The Yuan family is a wealthy family in Anqi County. The courtyard of Yuanfu Wujin is spacious and comfortable. Yu Zhijie and a hundred officers and soldiers lived in without feeling narrow at all. Master Yuan Ji Zhao happily took his family to a farm outside the city. He could have a relationship with the Qing army, and would not suffer any loss no matter how he looked.

At night, the whole street became deserted. The people knew that the Qing Zhanzhan was living in the Yuan family, and there were four gunmen standing guard in front of the door. When they were fine, they would feel uncomfortable coming to this door.

When he got off the horse at the back door, there were two soldiers in front of the door. He had received instructions in advance and saw the token in Jiang Anyi's hand. The soldiers led the horse and let him go. When he entered the door, someone was waiting here. He took Jiang Anyi through the corridor and came to the front of the main house, and signaled that Lord Yu would wait for him inside.

Jiang Anyi tidied up his clothes and said loudly in front of the door: "Master Yu, I'm here."

The room was bright, and Yu Zhijie looked in front of a topographic map with his hands behind his back. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yu Zhijie turned around, and Jiang Anyi saw that Master Yu's face was heavy and depressed.

"An Yi, have you found out what news these days?" Yu Zhijie asked directly without any politeness.

Jiang Anyi rode his horse around in the village, but as soon as he heard about his raising fields, the other party immediately stopped and stared at him with a vigilant look. In the past few days, he could be said to have gained nothing.

"Anqi County is like an iron barrel by the Li family." Yu Zhijie sighed and said, "Li Mingde came to see me this afternoon and hinted that he could take out two thousand hectares of land to end me with a decent end. The Li family will still have rewards in the future, and even hinted that he would help me as the Minister of Revenue."

Jiang Anyi did not say anything. He knew that Master Yu was strong and could never agree to Li Mingde's request.

"Liangkuan's death hurts me and also makes me alert." Yu Zhijie changed the topic and said seriously to Jiang Anyi: "Anyi, you have to be more careful. The Li family should already know your existence. They are anxious and they don't know what they will do. You should move to the yamen to live."

Jiang Anyi felt warm in his heart and said, "Don't worry, Master Yu, I will be careful. I saw an old friend today. I want to learn about the situation of the Li family from him and talk about it in two days."

Seeing that Jiang Anyi had made up his mind and stopped persuading each other. The master and apprentice talked about the situation in other counties. Except for Linyang County, the other counties were not optimistic. Yu Zhijie frowned, and there was another bad news that he did not tell Anyi, that was, rumors had already been heard, and some deputy envoys of the Qing Dynasty were pulled down.
Chapter completed!