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Fifty-nine: Fighting


Qin Sheng smiled even more happily. \ If he really wanted to bring trouble to the Wei family, there were plenty of ways to do it, but his father had been involved in officialdom for many years, and the thing he disliked the most was getting his hands dirty and taking care of someone himself.

Since both the Chen family, the Fang family and the Wei family are involved in this matter, how can only one of them pay the price?

Of course, everyone should be unlucky.

These people are so cruel that they want to kill someone for secretly colluding with private salt dealers and selling salt.

No one can bear the crime.

Even if Qin Dong himself gets involved in this matter, he will probably cause a lot of trouble.

What's more, Qiu Chuying Now he was going to let those people taste the bitter consequences.

The dog-eat-dog scene in these three families must be great to watch.

"Let's wait for the news tomorrow."

Qin Sheng patted Mr.

Lin's shoulder in a slightly affectionate manner, and added an extra warning: "I have wronged you this time.

I know that Concubine Shu is in a very difficult position."

Third Young Master Lin smiled and shook his head.

Seeing that he seemed to have something to do, he glanced at him and seemed to mention his family inadvertently: "I see that you seem to be very happy.

Could it be because Mr.

Qiu escaped successfully?"

"Not only that."

Because Mr.

Lin was doing something for him this time and it was not a big deal, Qin Sheng didn't hide it from him: "I forgot to tell you that my sister is coming back."

Qin Sheng was brought up by his sister.

Everyone knows that he likes his sister Qin Rui very much and has a deep relationship with Qin Rui.

Third Young Master Lin raised his eyebrows and stood up: "No wonder, it turns out people are in high spirits during happy events."

It soon became dark, and Young Master Lin braved the rain to return to Uncle Qinghe's house.

A young boy came to greet him and said that he was a guest at home.

Uncle Qinghe and Young Master Lin were both in the flower hall, and asked him to come with them.

There were still guests at this time, and Third Master Lin was about to shake his head and refuse out of habit.

In the blink of an eye, he remembered Wei An's explanation and Third Master Lin's instructions, and agreed for the first time.

The boy didn't expect that Third Young Master Lin would agree, and he didn't even say what he had prepared.

He just hurriedly said "Ah" when he realized what he was doing.

He didn't even care that Third Young Master Lin hadn't gone back to change clothes yet, so he led him into the flower hall inside. .

Uncle Qinghe in the flower hall was also a little uneasy.

He coughed and replied absentmindedly to Shen Liang's words before he smiled and said: "He has always been a homeless person and has a weird temperament."

Shen Liang was now frightened out of his wits.

How dare he say anything wrong with Third Young Master Lin?

This time he had to ask for help.

Feng had already gone to the palace to find Concubine Feng, but Concubine Feng said she wanted him to resolve the matter himself.

Now even if he wants to pretend to be dead and hide at home and never come out, he has failed.

He failed to do something for the King of Chu and made trouble.

If he doesn't deal with the aftermath, he may be gone.

Feng The noble concubine is now so close to the King of Chu that even Feng Guifei will not let him go.

After all, everyone now privately believes that he was the one who told Lin Sanshao about Fang Zhengrong's murder.

This was really an injustice to him.

He was so full of random thoughts that when Mr.

Lin entered the door, he suddenly stood up, like a spring.

Theoretically speaking, his son Shen Sanshao was almost as old as Lin Sanshao, but at this moment, for some reason, he just felt that he was inferior to the people in front of him.

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Young Master Lin looked at his brother and Shen Liang with ambiguous eyes for a while before blowing on the foam in his tea cup.

You always show off your talents.

When you become a member of the Imperial Guard, you don’t know how much you weigh.

Now you are about to get retribution.

He caught Fang Zhengrong with his own hands.

If this matter can't be settled well, Queen Fang and the Fang family can let him go.

Can Shen Liang and others let him go?

It's really like shooting yourself in the foot.

Third Young Master Lin didn't even look at Young Master Lin.

His eyes fell on Pingxi Marquis Shen Liang.

He cupped his hands in return and asked straight to the point: "I don't know what important business you have here, Lord Marquis."

Shen Liang breathed a sigh of relief.

He really couldn't get a date with Third Young Master Lin outside.

Although he knew that the relationship between Uncle Qinghe's family and Third Young Master Lin was not good, he still came to try his luck.

Fortunately, he was lucky enough to meet up with Third Young Master Lin. .

It's easy to talk about it when we meet him.

He covered his mouth and coughed: "I don't know if it's convenient for my nephew to take a step to talk."

Uncle Qing and He had already been taken care of.

Hearing this, he interrupted: "In this case, Jing'er, it's the same thing for you to go to the study with Mr.

Marquis."

Third Young Master Lin took the lead and went outside.

Shen Liang really wanted to wipe the cold sweat off his head, heaved a sigh of relief and bowed to Uncle Qing before quickly following behind.

Young Master Lin sneered and put down the cup in his hand, glanced at Uncle Qing and returned to the backyard.

Mrs.

Qinghe was not as angry as before this time.

She put down the swaddling clothes of the child she was looking at in her hand without much care, and then said to her son calmly: "Since you said it yourself, he won't What good fruit will there be to eat, and what is there to be afraid of?”

The eldest young mistress turned a blind eye to the eldest young master and snorted coldly without even looking at him.

At her mother-in-law's insistence, Uncle Qinghe handed over the management of all the villages in the south of the Yangtze River to Young Master Lin.

However, Young Master Lin lost all his money.

Now the mansion has been planning to organize Uncle Qinghe's 50th anniversary one after another.

Gifts for birthdays and children's haircuts can be seen as flowing money being spent.

So they not only wanted to get some benefits from Lin Sanshao, but they also didn't want Lin Sanshao to live a good life.

The mother and son have always been top-notch in their ability to burn bridges across rivers.

Young Master Lin now dislikes her, and he doesn't care about her ridicule, so he considers it and says, "But this comparison makes my son seem even more useless."

Mrs.

Qinghe raised her head from the pile of cloths and glanced at him without saying a word.

Qing Hebo seemed to be completely disappointed in Young Master Lin now.

He used both soft and hard tactics to get her to relent and let her take Third Young Master Lin's name into his name.

She has been having a cold war with Uncle Qinghe for quite some time because of this matter.

But she also knew that this cold war was meaningless.

Needless to say, everyone could see the comparison between her son and that concubine.

I can't blame Qing and Bo for being biased.

Who wouldn't be biased?

She sighed after a while and asked him: "Then what do you want?"

Young Master Lin's swollen face was covered with a layer of white powder.

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The foam would fall down when he moved too much.

He waved excitedly and then said: "Mom, you are so confused.

Now he can't You've offended the Fang family by being presumptuous, aren't you always doing it for him?

Are you worried about his marriage?

Don't you know that if he follows his father's wishes, he will marry noble women?

But if you think of an idea, when you enter the palace, say a few words about him in front of the empress.

What other waves can be made?”

Ask the Queen to grant him a marriage, no matter how powerful he is, how dare he refuse: