"In this world, if we don't fight or grab, how can we be safe and happy?" Yang Xue's voice became lower and lower.

Huang Songqiu was silent for a while, then turned to look at Yang Xue.

When Yang Xue looked at Huang Songqiu with this look, she didn't dare to say anything anymore. She bowed her head and bowed to him, then retreated and stood behind Huang Songqiu.

After Yang Xue was quiet, Huang Songqiu stood up and walked towards the coffin where the body of the head of the Zhong family was placed.

Huang Songqiu looked at the pale-faced head of the Zhong family lying quietly in the coffin, and silently shed two lines of tears.

"The people of the Zhong family are indeed extremely vicious..."

"Between close relatives, as long as their interests are violated, they are all beasts who will kill without hesitation." Huang Songqiu had a sad look on his face, but there was a mockery on his lips that could not be concealed.

"Mother, you just wanted to save Grandma Zhong, but you didn't expect that she would..."

"Don't blame yourself too much." Yang Xue saw Huang Qiusong shed tears again, so she had to persuade him again.

Huang Songqiu chuckled with tears in his eyes. Looking at his pale face, the head of the Zhong family lay quietly in the coffin and whispered: "This is your retribution."

Yang Xue saw that Huang Qiusong had no one else in his eyes at this time, as if he was really having a conversation with the Zhong family master, so he did not dare to persuade him any more, so he had to turn his back and help his master to be alert to the surroundings in case there were servants who were not discerning at this time.

He broke in and listened to Huang Qiusong's words.

"Husband, do you know this is your retribution? You gave up your daughter before, and now you give up your sister..."

"It was your retribution to be killed by your own sister in the end!"

"You know what?"

Huang Qiusong stretched out his hand and touched the cold face of the Zhong Family Master with nostalgia, and chuckled, but the tears in his eyes became more and more violent.

"Do you know? Husband..."

The cold wind howled outside the mourning hall, shaking the fallen trees with only dead branches creaking.

Kuzhou City, Prince Quan's Mansion.

After Lin Zhihuang read the private message sent by Fu Xiao in Fu Xiao's character, he burst into laughter.

Wen Nanfang shook his head: "It seems that you have now fully recognized Fu's characters and can read them by yourself without the need for Nanfang's translation."

"Haha, that's right. I've been writing to him privately over the years, and even if I don't deliberately learn it, I've learned all about Fu's character."

Lin Zhihuang and Fu Xiao, one insisted on using Zhizi and the other insisted on using Fu's character. They just wrote their own letters and did not care about others reading the private messages.

From the time when I needed someone to translate, to now I can watch it on my own without anyone interpreting. It’s all a disguised way of learning Chinese characters caused by the competitiveness shared by both parties.

"What did Fuzhou Mu's letter say that made you so successful after reading the letter?" Wen Nanfang shook his head and said with a smile.

"He wrote a letter to ask me, didn't I invite him to attack Miao Yuefu earlier? Why did I turn around and leave him behind?" Lin Zhihuang handed the letter in his hand to Wen Nannan and said with a smile.

Wen Nanfang took the letter from Lin Zhihuang and read the private message sent by Fu Xiao at a glance. Although Fu Xiao's words in the letter were very euphemistic, the general meaning was condensed to what Lin Zhihuang said now.

After reading the letter, Wen Nanfang also laughed: "It seems that Fuzhou Mu is very confident that he can destroy Qingping Dao this time, and he will not give up until he comes to share the pie with you."

"Now Qingping Road is being fought and retreated by the allied forces of Fuzhou Mu and King Huai. We have lost two counties. The war is intense and we obviously have no time to meddle in other places' affairs."

"I am confident that I can take Cangzhou by myself, so why do I have to wait until the war with Fuzhou Mu comes to an end before forming an alliance with it?"

"My king, I want to eat alone." Lin Zhihuang walked to the map of Daji on the inner wall of the study room and said with a light smile.

Wen Nanfang said: "Fuzhou's pastoral letter also said that he wanted to buy a large amount of paper from you, you?"

"Sell." Lin Zhihuang waved his sleeves happily.

"Fuzhou Mu is buying paper from you at this time, probably because he wants to imitate you and open the Guanshu Pavilion."

"Well, so I am willing to sell his paper, weaken the power of the aristocratic family, and give more opportunities to the poor people. This is a matter of benefit to the people."

This is one of the reasons why Lin Zhihuang was in a good mood after reading the letter.
Chapter completed!