In the second half of the night, Zhou Mansion.

Zhou Yucheng, the assistant minister, was having a nightmare in his sleep, dreaming that his youngest son was covered in blood and kept calling for his father to save me and save me.

Zhou Yucheng also cried in his dream and kept shouting: "My son, where are you? My son, are you dead? I will definitely avenge you for your father!"

Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw two figures standing by the bed. He was shocked, but the years of officialdom made him calm down in an instant:

"Who are you? This is the capital, don't do anything nonsense. If you seek wealth, I will only get the Tibetan silver from my Zhou family. Don't hurt people's lives."

The thin figure said softly:

"Mr. Zhou, I heard that you miss your son very much and want to bring someone else to bury him, so we are here to send you on your way today."

Zhou Yucheng knew the origin of the murderer as soon as he heard this. He was about to shout for escort, but suddenly a piece of cloth was stuffed on his mouth, and then he quickly fell into a coma.

The fat figure said in surprise: "Hi, the ether given by the young master is much more useful than the fragrance, and it collapses in an instant."

The thin figure took out the syringe and drew a large tube of potassium chloride, while cursing softly: "Go and guard at the door, don't be discovered."

After saying that, he had skillfully hit the nail on his elbow, and then quickly pushed potassium chloride into Zhou Yucheng's blood vessels as quickly as possible.

A few minutes later, Zhou Yucheng shook his body suddenly and then lay softly on the bed.

The thin figure measured the carotid artery, then took a breath, and nodded. The fat and thin figures packed up their tools, quickly turned out the window, and disappeared into the darkness.

At the same time, in the woodshed in the backyard of Zhou Mansion, Mama Fan was crouching on the ground.

After a day of torture, not only did the torture person get tired, but the weak woman, she was even more painful, tired and panicked, and fainted like this.

As a result, in the dark night, she vaguely heard the woodshed door being opened and several figures swayed in.

Fan's mother's eyes were swollen and could not see anything, she just murmured to herself: "Is it black and white impermanence? Am I going to die?"

At this time, I heard a young man's voice: "Are you Fan's mother from Baihualou? We are the guards of the Seventh Master Jingshitang, and we are here to save you."

"Seventh Master? Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

Fan's mother suddenly started crying, feeling that her prayer must have been heard by the Bodhisattva, so she sent someone to save her. No one wanted to die, nor did she want to die.

At this time, a few years later, the young man raised his mother Fan and walked out. When he passed by the door, the guards at the door were all knocked unconscious on the ground.

Afterwards, Fan's mother also disappeared into the dark night.

Chen Buer did not start a massacre this time because Zhou Yucheng's identity is extraordinary. As a high-ranking official in the court, the leader of civil servants, and one of the four tigers of Prime Minister Cui, if he was murdered openly, the consequences would be serious.

The civil servant group will not allow such assassination to happen, and will definitely investigate it strictly and verify it at all costs.

If it were the case before, Chen Buer would still have the confidence to do things without realizing it, but now he would not dare to gamble.

The good things he did in the Liao Kingdom and in the Western Xia were not seen with his own eyes, but he could guess it very well.

He thought he was a shameless person to kill Zhou Gaoxuan, but no one saw him, but the Zhou family knew about him and he was shot in the butt.

So Chen Buer dares not bet anymore. If he walks too much at night, he will definitely encounter ghosts. So this time he changed to killing people and setting fires to assassination, killing quietly, and using modern medicines.

He didn't believe it, could he find out this way?

The next day, before dawn, it was morning court time, and the housekeeper and his servants were waiting outside Zhou Yucheng's room:

"Master, it's time for me to get up."

"master?"

In the past, Zhou Yucheng had a very light sleep. He would get up and respond with a light call. This time he called for a long time but didn't respond. The housekeeper was anxious and pushed open the door and entered the room. He saw that his master's face was gray and his whole body was cold.

"Ah! Not good, the master is over~~~~"

In an instant, the Zhou Mansion was in chaos.

The death of a high-ranking official, especially the sudden death, was required to be sent by the court to check the coroner of the Ministry of Justice to prevent it from being murdered.

When Cui Miyuan brought a group of senior officials to the Zhou Mansion, the coroner had just finished checking.

Prime Minister Cui asked coldly with a dark face: "Is there anything unusual?"

The coroner replied in fear:

"Return to Prime Minister, Lord Zhou has no external injuries or signs of poisoning, but his expression was painful before his death and his face was gray and purple, which is more in line with the manifestation of sudden cardiac death, and it should be natural death."

Prime Minister Cui didn't doubt that he was there, but just said regretfully:

"Yuandian is only fifty-three this year, so he hurriedly left us. Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity. I'll go back to the palace to report to the official family."

Zhou Yucheng's eldest son Zhou Gaolou knelt on the ground: "Prime Minister, my father..."

Prime Minister Cui waved his hand: "I know, I will ask the court for the posthumous title for Lord Zhou. You can handle the funeral well and bury your father with a glorious burial."

Prime Minister Cui got up and left, without saying anything extra to the Zhou family. The officials immediately followed closely and walked cleanly.

Only the people in the Zhou family looked at each other, and at the same time they had a bad premonition that their master usually did bad things and that when he left, there would definitely be countless jackals, tigers and leopards that would pounce on him and bite the fat piece of Zhou's family.

Zhou Gaolou stomped his feet and cursed with hatred:

"The funeral is here, and while my father's remaining power is still there, we will arrange for people to sell all the industries in Beijing. Let's go back to our hometown in Wuzhong immediately. Daddy died unusually this time. The bastard from Baihualou disappeared overnight. Someone must have murdered Dad."

Zhou Yucheng's second son Zhou Gaoxia heard his elder brother's words and his eyes were filled with fire:

"Brother, why didn't you say this suspicious point when Prime Minister Cui was here just now?"

After all, Zhou Gaolou is more experienced:

"I'm just guessing that the coroner of the Ministry of Justice did not say that his father died of a heart attack. Besides, you didn't see the Prime Minister's reaction just now. I was interrupted by him just now and then I lifted my foot and left. Do you expect Prime Minister Cui to help us?

Even if he wants to help us, can we help us for nothing? Not to mention whether we can find out the truth, I am afraid that most of the Zhou family’s property will be embezzled by the Cui family. What qualifications do our Zhou family have to bargain with those jackals now?"

Well, there is another sensible person in the Zhou family!

This is often the case with political struggles. If you are good at you on stage, people will want to step on you a few times when you get off stage.

Being a high-ranking official at the level of Prime Minister and Deputy Prime Minister, there are so many enemies waiting in line to deal with you. If you can't fight against you, you will always be stingy.

Let’s not talk about anything else, look at the prime ministers and cabinet shops of all dynasties. How many good ends will there be?

Chen Buer was very smart. As long as Zhou Yucheng died, the Zhou family would not have to deal with him. He would naturally withdraw from Bianliang and go back to his hometown to be a rich man.
Chapter completed!