Ming Dynasty: My Father Zhang Juzheng

Chapter 192: Learning Never Ends
The two met in the living room. The maid lit the lamp, made some tea, and then hurried away.

"Manager Song, what can I do for you so late at night?" Han San asked.

Song Ming did not say anything, but took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to the table. Han San was confused, and when he took the letter, he saw that the handwriting was actually a handwritten letter from Zhang Yunxiu.

The book says: "In general matters in Qufu, we mostly cooperate with Song and Ming."

After reading it, Han San said sourly: "Mr. Song is really good at tricks. You climbed over my head in the time it took me to take a nap. If this happened in another two years, wouldn't I have to ask you for help?"

Hearing the sourness in Han San's tone, Song Ming clasped his fists, smiled apologetically, and replied: "Han Zhenfu, please don't misunderstand, this is not what I meant, but what the young master meant."

"Okay, okay, just tell me what you want to say." Han San waved his hands impatiently.

"You know about the affair between Kong Lin and Kong Shangxian's concubine, right?" Song Ming nodded and asked sideways.

Han San nodded.

Song Ming smiled, took out a dark blue account book, and handed it to Han San: "This is the amount of land seized by the Kong family over the years and the evidence of their crimes."

"Then what? Use this to sue?" Han San snorted coldly and asked back.

These guys only believe in what they think is right.

Even if he put the evidence directly in front of them, they would say that the account book was forged by them.

"Haha, if we present this account book, no one in the world will believe it, but what if Kong Lin presents it?" Song Ming narrowed his eyes and suddenly a cold light shot out.

The night is deep.

In the city of Qufu, except for a few brothels where music and dancing were still going on, most places had stopped and were silent.

The chilly wind blowing across the uneven roofs makes people feel desolate and solemn.

In a small bedroom in the east of the city, candlelight flickered and melodious sounds rang out.

A man and a woman were hugging each other, breathing heavily.

The man was about forty years old, with a fair face and a short beard.

Looks quite graceful and dignified.

The woman was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a beautiful face, skin as white as snow, and a good figure. Although her pair of peach peaks were not large, they were very straight and perky.

The two people were none other than Rong'er, the new concubine of Kong Lin and Kong Shangyan.

It is said that this woman was originally selected by Kong Lin for Kong Shangyan. A few months ago, when he was out for fun, he saw Rong'er and was immediately struck by her beauty.

This white and tender neck, the perky peach peaks, and the round and well-proportioned buttocks.

Kong Lin felt a tingling sensation in his heart from watching this.

However, he did not enjoy it right away, but called Rong'er aside and asked, "Do you want to be rich?"

Judging from the way Rong'er was dressed, she looked like a country girl.

He was sure that she would not be able to escape from his grasp.

Sure enough, Ronger blinked and agreed immediately: "Yes."

Kong Lin was overjoyed and presented the woman to Kong Shangyan. After the two of them made love, Kong Shangyan was extremely fond of this new concubine.

Whenever there is a chance, I'll pester you.

It’s a pity that Kong Shangyan is nearly sixty years old.

Many times he was powerless, and most importantly, he had already lost his fertility. Kong Lin took advantage of this and met Rong'er in private whenever he had the chance.

Prepare to pass off fake as real.

Anyway, we are all descendants of saints, so there is not much difference. Kong Lin was defeated in broad daylight today, and Kong Shangyan was not at home. Kong Lin found an excuse to call Rong'er out, and that's how the two of them made love.

The wind stopped and the rain stopped.

Rong'er put her pretty face against Kong Lin's chest, gently stroked his beard with her hands, and said coquettishly, "Master, what if our ugly affair is known to that person?"

"What are you afraid of? Didn't he go to the capital?" Kong Lin looked down at the sweaty beauty and said jokingly, "Why, you would rather serve that old man who has to lean against the wall when he pees than serve me, your master?"

"That's impossible." Rong'er's fair cheeks flushed, and she said softly, "Since the first time I saw you, Master, I have belonged to you."

"If it weren't for the master's order, I wouldn't want to play along with the old man. Only you, the master, are a real man. That old man is not a man at all!"

These flattering words made Kong Lin laugh heartily.

He exerted force with his palm and pinched the woman's wet beauty. The woman frowned and whispered from her nose at the right time, which made people's heart fly.

Just this moment, Kong Lin's lower abdomen felt hot again.

He pulled with his big hand, ready to take the beauty to make love with him, but suddenly, the door was kicked open with a bang, and the cold autumn wind poured in mercilessly.

Song Ming and Han San strode in.

"Ah?!" Seeing the person coming, Rong'er screamed subconsciously, and then shrank into the quilt.

Kong Lin covered his cheek with one hand, pointed at the two men and shouted, "You... You are so bold that you dare to break into a private house. Get out! Get out!"

Seeing the flustered Kong Lin, Han San and Song Ming smiled smugly and then joked, "Oh, County Magistrate Kong, you are quite busy this late at night. Why are you treating your aunt like this while Duke Yansheng is away?"

"Who is County Magistrate Kong?" Kong Lin pretended not to know.

"Stop pretending? Open your eyes and see who we are." Han San grinned.

Kong Lin pulled his palm away and glanced at Han San. The voice sounded familiar, but because of the flickering candlelight, he couldn't remember who the person was.

After examining him for a few seconds, he suddenly shouted, "You are Han San?!"

"That's right, it seems that County Magistrate Kong has a good memory." Han San smiled, walked to the table, pulled out a stool and sat down.

Song Ming followed closely and sat next to Han San.

"County Magistrate Kong, can you explain it?"

"Explain. Explain what?" Kong Lin stiffened his neck and pretended to be a hero. He replied, "I don't understand some knowledge. I want to ask my aunt. What's the problem?"

"Oh, I see." Han San pretended to be enlightened and made as if he was about to shout outside.

"Hey!" Kong Lin became anxious and waved his hand to interrupt Han San.

"Why, our brothers outside also want to ask your aunt for advice, is that not possible?" Han San grinned, leaned back, and said with a sly smile.

you are vicious!
Kong Lin gritted his teeth and said something in his heart, then tilted his head and said, "I admit defeat. Tell me, what's the matter?"

"The Kong family's affairs."

"You want me to help you bring down the Kong family? That's impossible!"

"Do you have that ability?"

Han San looked at him with disdain and asked back.

"Then why did you look for me?" Kong Lin felt relieved and sat up from the bed and asked.

"Hand this over directly to the Tongzhengsi office with your own hands." Han San said, taking out a written memorial and slapping it on the table.

(End of this chapter)