After our homes were confiscated and we were exiled, the women in my clan and I raised a million sol

After finishing breakfast, Zhang Liang quietly placed the breakfast money on the table.

Afterwards, he and Zhong Tian stood up and prepared to leave the stall.

Before stepping into the crowd, Zhang Liang turned around and said loudly to the woman who was busy clearing the dishes, "Auntie, your buns are really delicious!"

Upon hearing this, the old lady paused slightly, looked up at Zhang Liang, and a bright smile instantly broke out on her face.

"Thank you, young man. You are welcome to come again next time!"

Zhang Liang smiled and nodded, then completely blended into the crowd.

As he walked away from the stall, he turned to look at Zhong Tian beside him, his eyes flashing with thought.

"Master Zhong, do you think what that lady said is true?"

After hearing Zhang Liang's question, Zhong Tian drooped his eyelids slightly and squinted his eyes. Then he replied in a tone that was both respectful and thoughtful: "My lord, I cannot jump to any conclusions about what the lady said."

"However, when Song Wen passed by just now, I paid close attention to him."

"This man is dressed simply, without the slightest bit of extravagance, and he carries himself with an air of righteousness. Judging from his appearance, he certainly doesn't look like one of those corrupt officials."

After hearing this, Zhang Liang frowned slightly and pondered for a moment.

He knew very well that human hearts were complicated and appearance often could not represent the whole person.

"But we can't judge a person based on appearance alone!"

"After all, there are many people in this world who are two-faced, and we can't take it lightly."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Tian nodded in agreement.

Zhang Liang then said to Zhong Tian, ​​"Master Zhong, I think we should go and prepare the herbs we're going to use first."

At Zhang Liang's suggestion, Zhong Tian immediately responded, "Okay, my lord, but I think it would be faster if we all go to the various clinics in the city to purchase the supplies separately."

Zhang Liang nodded in agreement. "That's right. Then everyone should go shopping separately. After we're done, we'll all meet up here."

Upon hearing this decision, everyone present took quick action, heading in different directions, targeting different clinics in the city.

......

As it was approaching noon and the sun was shining brightly on the busy streets, Zhang Liang had almost prepared the medicinal herbs he wanted to purchase.

Just as Zhang Liang was about to gather his men to return together, a burst of hurried horse hooves suddenly came from a distance, breaking the tranquility of the afternoon.

A carriage pulled by strong horses came galloping at a speed so fast that it was astonishing.

The coachman's face was grim, his eyes gleaming with ferocity. He shouted, "The Huang family is traveling! Get out of here! I won't be responsible if I run you over!"

The sudden roar instantly turned the originally peaceful street into chaos.

When the people on the roadside heard the threatening words, they all moved aside in fear, fearing that they would be hit by the out-of-control carriage.

At this moment, a man with a pointed chin and monkey-like face poked his head out from behind the curtain of the carriage. Looking at the frightened expressions on the faces of passers-by, he actually smiled with enjoyment.

Then, the man with the pointed chin and monkey cheeks excitedly shouted, "Too slow! Faster!"

These words seemed to be a shot of adrenaline to the already crazy coachman. He waved the whip even more frantically, urging the horses to run faster, and the whole scene became even more chaotic.

In such a chaotic scene, an old lady with a cane was unfortunately pushed to the ground by the panicked crowd.

Her body was fragile and helpless, and her crutches slipped from her hands and rolled to the side.

The people around were running away and no one noticed the old man who fell.

Just as the old lady was struggling to stand up, the coachman saw this scene, widened his eyes, and a look of panic appeared on his face, but this expression was soon replaced by anger.

He yelled loudly: "Damn old woman! Get out of my way! Don't block my way!"

When the old lady heard the coachman's roar, she felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart.

She tried to speed up and stand up as quickly as possible to avoid the oncoming carriage, but perhaps because she had just fallen, she felt a sharp pain in her legs and was unable to stand up for a while.

"Save me! Someone please save me!"

Although the people around heard the groom's roar and the old lady's cry for help, in the chaos everyone was busy taking care of themselves and no one could lend a hand to help her.

The old lady could only watch the galloping carriage getting closer and closer, her eyes filled with fear and despair.

Just as the carriage was about to hit the old lady, Zhang Liang rushed to the old lady, picked her up in lightning speed, and then hid to the side.

The groom immediately breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene.

However, he was not relieved because the old lady was saved, but he was afraid that the old lady would be hit and her blood would splash onto the carriage, dirtying it.

As the carriage passed by them, the coachman shouted loudly: "Old woman, you are lucky this time. If you soil our carriage, we will sell your whole family and still not be able to pay for it!"

After scolding the old lady, the carriage prepared to leave.

However, just as the carriage was about to speed away, Zhang Liang suddenly bent down and picked up an inconspicuous little stone from the ground.

He flicked his finger lightly, and the stone flew out like an arrow, hitting the horse's hind leg accurately.

The horse felt pain and let out a shrill neigh, then became agitated and kicked its hooves wildly, trying to escape the sudden pain.

As the horses lost control, the carriage behind them also shook violently, eventually losing balance, tilting to one side and overturning to the ground.

The people in the car were caught off guard and were frightened by this sudden change.

"Damn idiot! How did you drive? You actually made this young master so embarrassed!"

An angry and sharp voice came from inside the car.

The young man from the noble family inside struggled to climb out of the overturned carriage, while shouting at the terrified coachman.

The coachman quickly got up from the ground and frantically tried to help his young master out of trouble.

However, the young man's anger did not subside. While being helped up, he continued to curse the coachman's incompetence.

After gaining his footing, the young man looked around with anger flashing in his eyes.

He roared at the people around him, "Who is it! Who is doing this? Find them and I'll kill you!"

Noticing the faint smile on Zhang Liang's face, the young master felt that he was mocking him, so he came up to him, pointed at him and said, "Was it you who did that just now?"

Looking at the finger pointing at him, Zhang Liang grabbed it and then bent it back with force.

The finger was bent so much that it looked like it was about to break.

"Ouch! Ouch! You damned pariah, what do you want to do!"

"I hate it most when people point fingers at me."

Zhang Liang said lightly.

"Damn it! Let me go!"

Because it hurt so much, cold sweat broke out on the young man's forehead.

Feeling that it was enough and not wanting to cause trouble, Zhang Liang let go of his fingers.

Looking at this person who dared to offend him, the young master wanted to ask the people around him to teach Zhang Liang a lesson.

At this moment, the groom said something in the young man's ear with an embarrassed look on his face. After hearing what he said, the young man glared at Zhang Liang and said, "You're lucky this time!"

Then he said to the groom: "Why don't you hurry up and get it done!"

The coachman nodded, then pulled a few civilians over, turned the carriage over, and took the young man away.

Zhang Liang looked at the departing carriage with a gloomy look in his eyes.

The Huang family? I remember Huang Ergou mentioned it before. Could there be a connection?

Then, Zhang Liang turned around, helped the old lady up, and asked with concern: "Old lady, are you okay?"

The old man shook his head, thanked Zhang Liang, and left.

The young man who had just left appeared in a study room at this time, with a middle-aged man sitting in front of him who was dozing with his eyes closed.

This person is Huang Silang, the head of the Huang family.

"Father! The group outside our city has been dealt with!"

Hearing his words, Huang Silang opened his eyes: "Huang Xu, what's going on!"

"Today, I followed your instructions to look for Huang Er and the others, but I found no one in the village. After searching everywhere, I found their bodies."

"Father, do you think it could be someone from the government..."

Huang Silang glanced at Huang Xu and said, "Idiot! Almost all the people in the government are from our four major families. How could they have done this?"

"It seems there's a fierce dragon crossing the river! Let's send our people to investigate! Huang Ergou and the others' affairs must not be discovered by that old fellow Song Wen."

Huang Xu nodded, knowing the seriousness of the matter, and immediately left the study.