Chapter 700: , You came to me

   Chapter 700, you came to me

  The people in the capital were really busy for several days because of the great results of the war in northern Xinjiang. However, this enthusiasm did not last long and was suppressed due to the large-scale arrest of the Eight Princes by the Criminal Ministry.

  Zhou Mansion.

  Zhou Jingyun thought of her mother's lack of tea and rice recently, and she personally cooked two kinds of snacks and gave them away. As soon as she walked to the door, she heard her mother's depressed cry.

   "I heard that the Ministry of Criminal Justice has tortured several officials to death because of the interrogation. The master is a weak scholar. The torture equipment of the Ministry of Justice is so powerful, how can the master stand it. But our family can't even reach the door of the Ministry of Justice and don't know how the master is now."

   After listening to the intermittent words in the room, Zhou Jingyun's face turned pale in an instant, and she was silent for a while, and ran out of the yard carrying her skirt.

   "Jingwan, please help me."

  As soon as Zhou Jingyun entered Zhou Jingwan's house, she was about to kneel down.

   Zhou Jingwan saw him, she was taken aback, and quickly held her back: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Zhou Jingyun quickly told Zhou Jingwan what he had just heard: "Jingwan, the eldest son of the Minister of Criminal Justice and Peng Mingchi, who is married to you, are close friends. Please accompany me to find Peng Mingchi, ask him to intercede, and let me enter the Criminal Ministry. Look at my father, okay? My father has been in jail for more than two months, and I am really worried about him."

  Zhou Jingwan was embarrassed. The family had decided her marriage without asking her opinion at all. When she knew it, the Peng family had already come to make a decision.

Later, with the help of her family, she and Peng Mingchi met twice, but she and he really couldn’t tell to go together. Then the second uncle had an accident, and the mother and the second aunt took her to Peng’s house. I still remember Mrs. Peng's cold and alienated attitude.

   "Jingyun, even if I ask Peng Mingchi, he may not agree."

  Zhou Jingyun shook her head: “No, it’s been so long since our family has an accident, but the Peng family hasn’t come to resign. It shows that he likes you.”

  Zhou Jingwan smiled bitterly: "Where is the reason why the Peng family did not withdraw from their relatives because of me? It is because Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry is a student of his grandfather. Their family does not withdraw from their relatives now, but they don't want to bear a reputation for treachery."

  Zhou Jingyun said anxiously: "Anyway, now you and Peng Mingchi are already married, you go to him, he is not good to see him."

  Looking at her tearful sister, Zhou Jingwan felt softened at the thought of her second uncle and aunt's concern for her, and nodded: "Okay, I'll accompany you on a trip."

   Hearing this, Zhou Jingyun immediately smiled with joy: "Jingwan, thank you."

  As soon as Zhou Jingwan and Zhou Jingyun left in the carriage, a team of guards came and surrounded the Zhou mansion: "The emperor has an order. From now on, the Zhou family will only be allowed in and not out."

  Zhou Jingyun grew up in Beijing, and she had her own way of collecting news. Soon, she found out that Peng Mingchi was attending a poem meeting in Yunhe Tower.

   "Jingwan, let's go quickly."

  At the same time, on the second floor of the Yunhe Tower, Peng Mingchi and several young masters and young ladies are playing a poem-reciting game of Qushuiliuqi.

The son and the young lady were divided into two places, separated by a screen, and everyone was sitting beside the curved aqueduct, placing a wine goblet on the canal, and letting it flow down. Whoever stopped the wine goblet in front of him would write a poem. Then it's up to everyone to comment.

   When Zhou Jingyun came with Zhou Jingwan, the atmosphere here was at a climax.

  There is no other reason. Someone has made a masterpiece, and everyone is clamoring for it.

   "Peng Gongzi is really a rare genius of heaven. I must copy the poem just now and enjoy it." Du Qing from the Tongzheng family did not hesitate to praise her.

  In this regard, Peng Mingchi just smiled, and there was no other reaction. Just as he put the wine bottle in the canal to prepare for the next round, his eyes swept to Zhou Jingwan and Zhou Jingyun at the entrance of the building.

  Peng Mingchi was overjoyed. Just about to get up and go, he thought of the instructions of his parents and brothers before going out. He hesitated and sat back again.

  He actually likes Zhou Jingwan, a girl who is always in a daze. Although this girl has no ink in her belly, her appearance is not the best among the beauties in Beijing, but when he is with her, he is very relaxed and at ease.

  Home, isn’t it a place where people can put down all their armor and masks after getting tired?

  He thinks Zhou Jingwan can give him such a home.

  I thought he could get married with Zhou Jingwan this year. Whoever thinks that Zhou Shilang was involved in the case of the Eight Kings Dangyu.

  Just now he has learned from his friends that Zhou Mansion is now surrounded by guards.

  I don’t know how the Zhou sisters came out, but he knows the purpose of their coming to him.

  Although he wants to help, he is powerless.

  In addition to the special case of the Bawang Dangyu, his father and brother have repeatedly warned him that if they are too involved with the Zhou family, their family may also be involved, and he has to be responsible to his family!

  Peng Mingchi forced himself not to look at the two figures from the entrance of the building. However, he did not look, but Zhou Jingwan plucked up the courage to walk over under Zhou Jingyun’s pleading.

   Just as the corner of Peng Mingchi’s eyes swept to Zhou Jingwan's figure getting closer, suddenly, a pink figure blocked his sight.

   "Miss Zhou, why are you here?"

  Du Qing looked at Zhou Jingwan arrogantly. If she said that she had to give Zhou's girl some face before, but now, she doesn't need it at all.

  Zhou Jingwan glanced at her: "I'm looking for Master Peng, please give me a hand."

  Du Qing looked back at Peng Mingchi who was sitting still, smiled sweetly, and said to Zhou Jingwan in a low voice: "Miss Zhou, you have a bit of vision to be a human being. Didn't you see that Mr. Peng didn't want to see you?"

Zhou Jingwan also noticed Peng Mingchi’s reaction, she couldn’t tell her feelings, she said she was sad, she didn’t have any feelings for this person, she didn’t expect much from him since she was married; let’s say it’s not sad, he is her fiance. Now that the Zhou family is in trouble, he is so indifferent, how indifferent!

  Zhou Jingwan looked back at her crying cousin, took a deep breath, staggered Du Qing and walked towards Peng Mingchi cheeky.

  Who knows, Du Qing stopped after just two steps.

   Zhou Jingwan frowned: "Miss Du, what are you doing?"

  Du Qing: "Today this poem will be everyone I invited. I am the host. As the master, I don't want to see some random people coming and disturbing everyone's Yaxing, please leave."

   "Du Qing, don't go too far!"

  Zhou Jingyun came over and looked at Du Qing angrily.

Du Qing sneered, then rolled her eyes, and took the jug on the side: "You must have posts for the banquet. After drinking, I will leave and let you see Young Master Peng." As he said, he handed the flask in his hand to Zhou Jingwan.

   Seeing Zhou Jingwan standing still, Du Qing smiled provocatively: "Why, dare you?"

  At this time, everyone else present began to booze.

  Peng Mingchi couldn't see it, and wanted to get up to stop, but he was stopped by a friend next to him.

"Do you really want to marry Zhou's daughter? You should know the emperor's hatred of the Eight-Wang party feathers, Zhou's family is over, listen to me, leave it alone, let Miss Du drive them away, if you show your softness, they will Treat you as a life-saving straw and hang on it, but when you want to, you can't get rid of it."

   Hearing this, Peng Mingchi sat back half-up.

  On the other side, Du Qing saw Peng Mingchi's hesitation, and her brows frowned.

  She has always admired Peng Mingchi. However, before she could express her heart, the Peng family and the Zhou family made a marriage.

  She knew that Peng Mingchi didn't like aggressive girls, so she groaned, glanced at Zuo Meng at Shaoqing's house in Dali Temple, and motioned for her to help herself.

   Zuo Meng received his friend’s cry for help, and immediately walked over with a few other girls, looking aggressively at Zhou Jingwan: "Why, dare not to drink? This begs for help, can you have an attitude like this?"

   Several other people immediately booed: "Yes, it's just a pot of wine, Miss Zhou, please drink it quickly."

  One of them took a hip flask and poured it directly into Zhou Jingwan’s mouth.

  Zhou Jingwan naturally didn't want to drink, but there was only one Zhou Jingyun beside her who couldn't stop her at all, she could only keep moving back.

  Several girls pushed each other, and came to the fence unknowingly.

"what!"

   "Quiet Wan!"

  I don’t know who pushed Zhou Jingwan. Zhou Jingwan slammed into the fence and turned over when she leaned back.

  This scene scared everyone!

  The moment Zhou Jingwan fell to the second floor, her whole mind was empty. She closed her eyes in despair when she looked at the people who were going backwards on the second floor.

   Just when everyone thought Zhou Jingwan was going to kill her, suddenly, a figure flashed over and caught Zhou Jingwan before she fell to the ground.

   "Sister Zhou!"

  The pain she had expected did not strike. Instead, she heard a long-lost familiar sound. Zhou Jingwan thought it was an illusion, but she couldn't help feeling extravagant.

  If the third brother is there, she will definitely not be bullied.

  Zhou Jingwan opened her eyes cautiously. When Yan Wentao’s nervous and anxious face came into view, her eye sockets instantly turned red, and she cried out with surprise amidst grievance, “Brother Brother, have you come to me?!”

  (End of this chapter)