"Gei Master Chen!"

Chen Zetang looked back and Yang Yan followed him down the stairs.

The two of them walked side by side towards Wumen. The snowflakes were like willow catkins on the Ba Bridge, and they were weak and helpless and lightly looked at the face of the human being.

Yang Yan's body bones were still a little unbearable until the coldest time of the twelfth lunar month, and his face was still pale. Chen Zetang looked at him and smiled and said, "Take care for Yang Qing."

Yang Yan only felt that this sounded harsh, pursed his cold lips and said, "Why did the emperor see Xiao Peng's confession so angry? I was puzzled and hope that Master Chen would give me some advice."

Chen Zetang frowned: "Xiao Peng is extremely guilty and treats human life as bad as grass. Anyone who has seen it will be furious."

Yang Yan sneered: "The 'Eagle Heaven Alliance' case was handed over to Mr. Zhang yesterday and handed over to the old master Chen to the cabinet to deliver it to the official rank of the court. The emperor reviewed and criticized Zhu. Even if he was furious, it was yesterday. How could he lose his manners in front of the palace now?"

Chen Zetang pondered and asked, "What does Yang Qing mean... the file of the Yingtian Alliance has been tampered with?"

Yang Yan looked at the golden glazed tiles covered with snow with a glittery look, and snorted lowly: "I'm going to ask Mr. Chen."

Chen Zetang just smiled and said, "It's useless to ask me. Unless...... Yang Qing handed me the file Yang Qing gave to me for reading to me is different from yours, it would be difficult to tell me why."

Yang Yan felt like he was suffering from eating Huanglian. After a while, he sighed and said, "Geor Chen is unable to protect himself now, so why should he make enemies on all sides? If I were you, think about my wife and children in the mansion, I should protect myself even more."

Chen Zetang's tone was very calm: "I don't need Yang Qing to think about my wife, so I would like to advise you that if Yang Qing had less thoughts, this body might be healthier."

His official sedan chair was approaching, so he stopped talking and tightened his black cloak and went straight forward.

Yang Yanluo stood up and watched Chen Zetang enter the sedan chair. The man in the green sedan chair lifted the sedan chair pole and walked steadily. After passing the Meridian Gate, he disappeared.

The clouds covered the sky, and it was obvious that it was as dark as the night of the morning. There were traces of white snow on his shoulders. The servant held an umbrella in one hand and a heavy marten-haired cloak in the other hand. He came closer and said, "Master! Put on the cloak quickly, otherwise the illness will be revived...."

"Get out!" Yang Yan withdrew his gaze, with a blue face and no cloak, walked towards his official sedan chair. The servant scratched his head and followed him, and did not dare to say a word again.

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Chen Zetang sat in the sedan chair and closed his eyes to rest. Xu Jing handed in a letter and whispered: "There was a little father-in-law."

He took it and took it apart, then put it in his sleeve. Xu Jing asked again: "Can the Second Master be on the Changchao now? "

Chen Zetang said with a head of his head, "Yang Qing is indeed close to the emperor. When this document was first released, he had already submitted it to the emperor for review. When Yongting (Feng Shuanglin) gave the memorial to the emperor to criticize Zhu, he passed by without looking carefully, and missed the one I had secretly placed in the confession."

Xu Jing smiled and said, "I took the risk, and I can't think of this trick."

"Who could have thought! It was just a matter of relying on the right time, place and people's hearts." Chen Zetang said lightly: "I never thought that this technique was learned from a case seven years ago."

Xu Jing was stunned: "Which is the second master referring to?"

"Tian Qihui's death case..." Chen Zetang said for a while, silently silenced.

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Tian Jiang went to Fushantang early in the morning to pay tribute to Mrs. Shen, and Madam Tao helped her. The road was slippery but she walked very steadily.

Madam Tao was personally guided by Master Chen to serve her. She was taciturn, had little words, had a spirited appearance, and was especially clear-eyed. Tian Jiang always felt that she would have some skills in punching and kicking, and her aura was not comparable to that of an ordinary madam.

Just passed an old plum tree, and the flowers were blooming red and rosy. Tian Jiang smiled and said, "The flowers are the best in the garden. I pick some for me and put them in the porcelain bottle in the old lady's room for a moment, so I can add some scenery."

Madam Tao was picking her, Tian Jiang stood on the trunk and waited. Suddenly, she heard two maids whispering by the pine wall five or six steps away. She didn't want to hear it, but she had no choice but to hear the words in her ears. One person said, "Do you listen to the second grandma?"

Another chuckled: "What can I do with Second Grandma?"

He listened again, "Oh! You don't know. I'll tell you quietly. Everyone says that my second grandma's belly doesn't look like it's more than two months, but it looks like it's three or four months."

The man laughed again: "So what?"

He heard again: "My second grandma has been married for a long time. If she is really a tummy in three or four months, she will be the one she had before marrying her... "

The man stopped laughing: "You can't spread this word randomly, you can stop it. If any master can hear it, it will be a great thing."

I heard again: "My second grandma is kind, so I won't spread it, I will only tell you secretly."

The man said in a low voice: "This is not a transmission. You can tell me secretly, and then tell her secretly. I have a friendship with others, and she has a friendship with her. I will tell them secretly. This transmission will spread ten times, and the ten times will spread a hundred times. It will be traced to the master's ears and traced the source, and no one can escape. Anyway, I think you haven't said it, and I have never heard of the calculation."

Tian Jiang looked through the slits of the flower branches. The maid who was talking was wearing a green jacket and a white skirt and combed her bun. She looked pretty, but she was not old but knew very well. Another maid couldn't see her appearance clearly. She walked over with a green cloth umbrella from a distance, like Madam Lu next to the old lady. She heard her shout: "You two are actually hiding here, why don't you come here quickly."

The two maids responded, lifted up their skirts and ran away.

Tian Jiang turned around and Madam Tao held a bunch of red plums in her hand and was standing beside her, with a calm expression.

"Let's go!" Tian Jiang smiled and said nothing. He slowly walked through the garden and entered Fushan Hall. A maid came over and bowed respectfully.

She looked carefully and saw that she was not the other person, but the girl under the plum tree who advised her companions not to gossip. She must have gone to the new one because of Xichun. The old lady has a unique vision and is good at selecting people.

Tian Jiang asked Madam Tao to hand her the bouquet and asked casually: "What's your name?"

The girl held the plum blossom and said with a smile: "I am named Xia Chan."

Tian Jiang was "hmm" and stopped stopping. She stepped on the steps to the front of the main gate. The two women raised the curtains and walked into the room. She saw that He and Cui were already sitting. Xue was standing on the edge of the kang, but Aunt Su was missing.

Tian Jiang walked to Mrs. Shen and heard Xue say, "Auntie Su wanted to follow me in the morning, but she walked out of the yard and slipped, almost falling, and scared my soul and soul. She hurriedly hugged her, she was fine, I was stumbled on the steps, look at this skirt, it's useless."

Tian Jiang looked at the skirt she pointed at. The flower-woven brocade material was already delicate, and after this, it turned out to be a piece of hair.

Mrs. Shen Amitabha said, "Tell her that you have a bad health, so don't pay me a favor. Just rest in the room."
Chapter completed!