Being a Lady of an Influential Family

  Chapter 289 Fu Family's Revenge!

The Fu family did not cause any disturbances due to the disappearance of the fourth concubine and the third young lady. The entire Fu family, from the young masters and wives, to the servants, dared to treat the Fu Yangcheng and Fu Anni brothers and sisters differently. .

  It's not that the people of the Fu family suddenly improved their quality, but that there were too many things happening in the Fu family during this time.

  First, Mrs. Fu was assassinated, and Mrs. Fu was put under house arrest. Now there is one less Miss Third and Fourth Concubine. Everyone naturally knows what it means to protect oneself, what should be said and what should not be said.

  As for Fu Yangcheng and Fu Anni, since Dujun Fu and Young Master Fu didn't say anything, others naturally didn't dare to do or say anything to them. For a time, the whole Fu family was surprisingly quiet.

  No one asked what happened to Miss Fu Jiasan, and no one asked where Wen Xu, who appeared and disappeared suddenly, was as if this person had never appeared in Fu's house before, and the gossip that had been raging before was just like clouds.

   Similarly, no one knows what happened to the fourth concubine, neither Fu Fengcheng nor Leng Sa asked Dujun Fu this question. Fu Yangcheng and Fu Anni wanted to ask, but they didn't know what Dujun Fu said to Fu Yangcheng. In the end, Fu Yangcheng just took Fu Anni back and didn't ask the question again.

  It's just that Leng Sa can obviously feel that Fu Yangcheng has grown up a lot in a short period of time.

  After gradually calming down, time seemed to pass quickly.

  Just entering the beginning of October, Wu Yitai gave birth to a baby boy, and the Fu family had six young masters. Fu Dujun named the child Fu Ancheng, and at the same time named Fu Yuqing, the eldest granddaughter who had been too busy and ignored.

  I don’t know if it was shocked by Fu Yucheng’s previous actions. Zheng Ying has been quiet after giving birth to her baby. All her thoughts are spent on how to take care of her daughter.

  In the nineteenth day of October, news came from the capital. Xiao Haoran, the eldest of the Xiaojun Palace, had an accident on the day of their wedding with the fourth Miss Leng’s family.

  Da Young Master Xiao was shot by the mob who suddenly broke into the auditorium, and several shots were missed. Two younger generations from the Xiao family were killed on the spot because they were too close to Xiao Haoran at the time. King Xiao Jun was interrupted with a leg, and Princess Xiao Jun was scared to death by a heart attack on the spot. And the poor fourth Miss Leng, who was the bride, was so scared that she fainted in a pool of blood.

  When Xu Shaoming came to report the news, Fu Fengcheng was doing rehabilitation.

  Although the weather in Yongcheng is not warm anymore in mid-October, Fu Dashao was sweating profusely in a thin shirt, and his back was soaked with sweat. Rehabilitation has always been a very hard and painful thing. Leng Sa sat and watched and had to admire Fu Dashao's perseverance.

  Unfortunately, the time is still too short. In a short period of time, Fu Dashao still wants to walk normally.

   got up and helped Fu Fengcheng to sit down, before Leng Sa asked, "It seems that things are going to be a big mess?"

  Xu Shaoming pursed her lower lip and smiled, “This is natural. Although the royal family has no real power, it is still the royal family. What's more, this kind of thing...even if it didn’t happen in the Xiao family, it’s not a trivial matter.”

   is the capital after all. Such a horrifying thing happened in the first good district, it must be ups and downs. "We received the news first, and I am afraid it has spread throughout the capital. But if we want to spread it, we have to wait until tomorrow morning."

   Tomorrow morning, the front page headlines of newspapers and periodicals across the country are scheduled.

   Leng Sa was a little curious, "Xiao Haoran is not dead?"

Xu Shaoming shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be dead, but it's almost dead." Although the warlord meant not to let people die, but even if the number of shots in the body avoided the vital point, no one could die or live. Get it right. ,

  But what is certain is that Xiao Haoran is considered useless this time.

  Leng Sa didn't mean to sympathize at all, he just expressed a slight worry, "The Xiao family won't doubt us, right?" It's not easy to hit someone on the leg deliberately, and people have to suspect that the Fu family deliberately retaliated.

  Although the real messenger behind the scenes has not been caught, King Xiaojun must know and have a part, so it is definitely not wrong for Governor Fu to retaliate against him.

  Xu Shaoming smiled, "Doubts are sure to doubt, but what is the use of suspicion?" In these years, if doubts are useful, Shao Fu was just injured when Governor Fu could kill most of An Xia's dignitaries.

   Fu Fengcheng asked: "What happened to King Xiao Jun?"

  Xu Shaoming said sternly, “He broke his left leg and was shot five times in the same place. The person who shot was a sharpshooter.”

  "..." The sharpshooter means that the opponent has the ability to really place all five shots at the same point or the offset is extremely small. In such a situation, the leg bone of King Xiao Jun could really be beaten to pieces. This situation is far more extreme than that of Fu Fengcheng, and there is at least a glimmer of hope for rescue in Fu Fengcheng.

  The injury of King Xiaojun can immediately announce his giving up.

   Fu Fengcheng glanced at Xu Shaoming lightly, and said, “I’m asking, what is the reaction of Prince Xiao Jun.”

Xu Shaoming shook his head and said, "I am afraid that there will be no response for the time being. Maybe people have not come out in the operating room at this time." They received a call as soon as the incident happened. At this moment, the Xiaojun Palace, which is far away in the capital, should still be a piece of land. confusion.

   "Let people stare, and report any news immediately."

  Xu Shaoming smiled, "Don't worry, young man, the Chief Guard Wang is still in the capital, so there will be nothing wrong with him staring at him."

  At this time, the Xiaojun Prince's Mansion far away in the capital was indeed chaotic and bloody.

  The thug who opened fire has been shot dead on the spot, but the damage caused cannot be made up for.

  Fortunately, the injured were all Muze Palace and their close relatives, and no other high-ranking officials. If you hurt the distinguished guests who came to the wedding banquet, then Xiaojun Prince's Mansion really can't be kind today.

  Xiao, the princess, the princess and today's bridegroom official Xiao’s family all entered the operating room for first aid, and the newly-opened wife was directly frightened and fainted. Everyone in the entire county mansion was panicked and at a loss.

  The second prince Xiao Langran and the third prince Xiao Yiran sent by the royal family can only bear the responsibility of seeing off the guests, and personally send all the distinguished guests away with apologies.

   "Thanks for the second and third princes." At the gate of the prefectural palace, a middle-aged man wearing an elegant long gown with a clear face turned and said to the two princes who were seeing off.

The second prince standing next to Xiao Yiran smiled and said, "Zhang Xiangyan is serious, I am really sorry today, another day..." The second prince paused, and he was a little unsure whether this happened today or not. Please.

  The middle-aged man is obviously very empathetic, and smiled, "Xiaojun Wangji people have their own nature, and they will be fine. We will wait for another day to ask for another wedding drink."

  The second prince nodded quickly in response, and watched the group leave.

  Wait for the second prince to say something, someone walked out again. The two of them quickly turned around and saw each other, but they were slightly taken aback, or Xiao Yiran reacted quickly and hurriedly stepped forward and leaned forward, "Ms. Zhuo, I was shocked today. I'm really sorry."

   Oncoming is a middle-aged woman wearing a neat lady's suit, followed by one man, two women and three entourage.

  The middle-aged woman looked like she was in her thirties. Even though she was no longer young and delicate, she seemed to have faint fine lines around her eyes, but she was still a rare beauty.

  It can be seen how stunning she looked when she was young.

  It’s just that the beauty of this beauty is a bit surprising. She doesn’t pretend to be cold and arrogant and refuses others thousands of miles away. She even nodded slightly towards Xiao Yiran with a calm expression. But her eyes are too sharp, her back is too straight, and she has a kind of decisiveness and decisiveness that can only be found in the upper class.

  Therefore, people always involuntarily produce a feeling that they can only be seen from a distance and cannot be approached.

  It seems that no matter what kind of prodigal child, he will involuntarily bow his head in front of her.

  Of course, she is indeed worthy of admiration and admiration by everyone, whether it is a man or a woman.

  This middle-aged woman is no one else, but Zhuo Lin, the deputy chief of Yunzhou.

   "The three princes are polite." The middle-aged woman said: "Thanks for your hard work, I will take a step first, and please apologize to King Xiaojun for me."

  Xiao Yiran nodded and said, "Yes, Ms. Zhuo walk slowly."

   Watching the group leave, Xiao Yiran and the second prince looked at each other and couldn't help but sighed in their hearts. Although they might not be the same, they couldn't help but utter the same aspirations.

  How did a good wedding become like this?

   "School girl, long time no see."

  Ms. Zhuo Lin had just walked away from the Xiaojun Prince’s Mansion, and heard a voice behind her before she could get in the car. Looking back, I saw the middle-aged man standing on the side of the road and the young man following him, a little surprised, "Zhang Xiang?"

  The middle-aged man gave a bitterly helpless smile, "I haven't seen you for many years, can't you even scream?"

  Zuo Lin was silent for a moment, then said lightly: "Senior Zhang, long time no see."

  The middle-aged man is the person who currently holds the highest authority in Anxia, ​​the cabinet prime minister—Zhang Bi.

  Zhang Bi said: "I never thought that after so many years, I saw the school girl again at the wedding of the Xiao family. I remember that you didn't like Xiao Yuntao very much before."

  Zuo Lin smiled calmly, "I didn't expect that I was originally to Beijing to do something, and by the way, I would give someone a gift."

  Zhang Bi nodded, "I remember that the current governor of Yunzhou is Xiao Yuntao's best friend."

"Yes."

   "Since the wedding is not possible now, why don't we find a place to have a cup of tea to reminisce about the past?" Zhang Bi asked.

  Zuo Lin pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright, senior please."

  After a while, the group sat down in an elegant and peaceful tea room.

  Zhang Bi poured the tea himself, and smiled, "Speaking of which, the school girl hasn't been back to the capital for almost ten years, right?"

  Zuo Lin nodded and said, "It's almost done, this... is the grandpa?"

  Zhang Bi smiled and said, "This is the dog Jingzhi, Jingzhi, this is Ms. Zhuo Lin, who was famous in Beijing, and is now the deputy chief of Yunzhou."

  Zhang Jingzhi nodded respectfully and smiled, "Ms. Zhuo has been famous for Anxia, ​​and Jingzhi has been admired for a long time. It is a great honor to see Ms. Zhuo today."

  Zuo Lin looked at Zhang Jingzhi for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "Senior, Master, Master Ling looks like you when you were young."

  Zhang Jingyi didn't understand whether this sentence was praise or derogation. She heard Zhang Bi smile helplessly, "You say that, I know you don't like Jingzhi."

  Zuo Lin shook her head, "Where, Linglang has benefited a lot from following a father like you. It's wasting time to follow me."

Zhang Bi glanced back at his son and sighed lightly, "Quietness is very good, but... the man has to leave home to fly higher. Now that the entire Anxia younger generation speaks, who doesn't say a word about Nanfeng Beilong, a genius of Tianzong?" Even if Zhang Jingzhi is not inferior to them, he is destined to be concealed under their light.

Zhuo Lin was startled slightly, and cast her eyes down and said indifferently, "Everyone has their own way to go, and no one knows who can go to the end until the end. I have seen the young marshal Long, and he is indeed a deep image of his father. Commander Long Youzi is so comforted for his life. But Anxia is so vast, and the Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger are more than the North Phoenix and the North Dragon? Just like back then...the heroes competed with each other and the stars were shining. Who can really lead the way?"

Zhang Bi sighed and said, "But the school girl should know that Anxia...can't continue like this. Those of us still hope to see Anxia truly become a powerful country in our lifetime. Our generation is afraid that it won’t be. I always hope that their generation will have a result."

  "Father?" Zhang Jingzhi was a little surprised. He didn't expect his father to say this to Ms. Zhuo Lin.

  Zhang Bi waved his hand and said, “It’s okay, Xuemei Zhuo is not an outsider.”

   Zhuo Lin said: "I'm just a small state secretary. The senior told me about these things... I don't know how to continue."

  She couldn’t help but shook her head if she didn’t pick up Zhang Bi, “No matter, it’s not easy to meet up and not talk about these disappointing things. Let’s talk about other things...”

  Yongcheng

"What are you talking about?! She's in Xiaojun Prince's Mansion!" In the study, Governor Fu roared loudly with the phone, and Han Ran, who was standing in front of him waiting for the report, couldn't help but straighten up again and looked up. Fu Dujun.

  Fu Dujun's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

  Han Ran was a little curious, but he also knew that the person on the other side was Wang Cheng. I can only express my deepest sympathy to my immediate old superiors in my heart.

  I didn’t know what was said on the phone, Dujun Fu’s expression gradually eased, "Are you sure only the Xiao family was injured?"

   "It's okay, just be frightened? That woman is brave, what can she be frightened? Don't worry about her, continue to stare at the Xiao family." Fu Jun said, "By the way, what is she doing in the capital?"

  There was another report, and Governor Fu's expression became gloomy again, "Zhang, Bi!"

  Han Ran's eyebrows couldn't help but jump. Although the warlord is usually very hot, today's mood swings are a little too big.

  Also, who is the woman the warlord said? It seems to have something to do with Zhang Xiang? How about finding a chance to ask Chief Wang?

   "Okay, that's it!" Governor Fu hung up the phone angrily, and when he looked up, he saw Han Ran's expressionless face as if he was wandering away from the sky.

  Of course, Du Jun Fu saw only a blank expression on his face. After a long time with Du Jun Fu, he managed the adjutant Han's expression well.

   Perceiving Governor Fu’s gaze, Han Ran immediately stood up and said with a solemn expression, “Warlord, the young man sent me documents and portraits of several people.”

   Governor Fu frowned, "What is it?"

   Han Ran said, “It’s an accomplice who was confessed by the spy caught before. The subordinates took a look... Some of them are familiar, but they are not from our six southern provinces.”

   "Oh?" Fu Dujun reached out and took the thing Han Ran handed over and opened it. Inside were seven or eight portraits. Under each portrait, the name and age of the characters were noted. But these people, Dujun Fu looked very strange, frowned and said, "You look familiar?"

  Han Ran nodded and said, "I don’t remember the warlord. When I went to the capital for a meeting last year, Commander Long had a good guard who had a fight with our people?"

  Of course Fu Dujun does not remember the appearance and characteristics of such a small person, but Han Ran has a good memory, since he said it should be.

  Han Ran continued, "There is also the person in the second picture. His subordinates remember that he should be a battalion commander from the Shen family in the southwest."

  "Do you even know the battalion commander of the Shen family?" Fu Dujun raised his eyebrows.

  Han Ran said, “When the warlord went to the southwest a few years ago, his subordinates were also accompanied. At that time, he was in charge of greeting us. It should be the young elite Shen Shuai was preparing to promote.”

  A few years ago, he was not an entourage of the warlord, but just an ordinary entourage. Naturally, the person responsible for greeting them will not be a big man. But this man was already a battalion commander at that time, and it's hard to say now.

  "The young and old also said that these people are mostly distributed in the military, government departments, and shopping malls. Although there is no climate for Chengdu, it will be hard to say in a few years."

  In fact, looking at the southern six provinces in this way, it is considered good. Although a lot of meticulous work has been captured during this period, everyone knows that spying is a thing that everyone knows is not clean.

  At least these six southern provinces have not involved any important positions, except that...the third and fourth wife of the Fu family are involved in it, which is a bit unsightly. Of course, they are not the same thing as those spies. On the other hand, doesn't it mean that those people have nothing to do and can only stretch their hands to Fu Anyan?

  Dujun Fu's face was gloomy, "What do those people in the capital want to do?! You really have no temper, right?!"

  Han Ran looked at Fu Dujun’s face, and asked with some caution, "Warlord, then these..."

   Governor Fu glanced at the unfamiliar portrait, and sneered, "Check out the identities of these people, pick a few... and give each of the old boys a copy."

  Han Ran understood, nodded in response, "Yes."

  Han Ran took things out, and Fu Dujun sat alone in the study, meditating.

  It took a long time before a sullen smile appeared on his face. The ones who have this ability in the capital are nothing more than those people, no matter who they are...he will never make him feel better! Spy? Spies, right? Like who can't play!

   Picking up the phone next to him, Dujun Fu dialed a number coldly. After a while, the phone was connected and there was no extra greeting. Governor Fu just said in a deep voice, "Go ahead."

  There was a very low male voice on the other end of the phone, "Understood."

   Governor Fu put down the phone, and it took a long time for the study to overflow with a murderous hum.

  (End of this chapter)