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It was still the study of the day, and the Zhang family advocated that the old man sit on the throne, and his face was gloomy as if he was about to drip water. The old servant Zhang Yu stood quietly behind Zhang Yue, glancing at the young man standing below from time to time.

Zhang Wenmo lowered his head and said nothing, sweat leaked from his forehead, but he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it. From behind, his entire back was covered with sweat, and the boss was stained with sweat.

Even if he is now a little famous in the Wuqing literary world, he still doesn't dare to show his color in front of Zhang Yue, the old master.

"You've got stiff wings, you think you're amazing, don't you? You can ignore what the old man tells you, right? Or do you think that you are more shrewd than the old man and more suitable to be the head of the family?" Zhang Yue's cold words slowly popped out like a gust of cold wind, and in this midsummer, Zhang Wenmo's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Zhang Yue's status in the Zhang family is like that of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Under the long-standing obscenity, the pressure on Zhang Wenmo is like the top of Mount Tai.

His body shook involuntarily, but he still gritted his teeth and tried to hold on. He has his own moral bottom line, and he feels that he is not wrong to help Su Mo. If a man does not know his kindness, if he does not repay it, will he not be like a beast?

Therefore, although the old man had repeatedly told him to keep his distance from Su Mo, when Su Mo found him, he still did it without hesitation. Even today, under Zhang Yue's anger, although he maintained respect and awe as always, he silently endured without saying a word but refused to distinguish half a sentence.

However, when Zhang Yue said that he felt that he was more suitable to be the head of the Zhang family than Zhang Yue, Zhang Wenmo still couldn't bear it.

Kneeling to the ground with a pop, Zhang Wenmo slammed his head on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Where does my uncle say, how dare a child have such a wild idea." ”

Zhang Yue snorted, didn't scream, only sneered: "Don't dare? If it weren't for that, how could you ignore the old man's words? Hehe, yes, now that your Mr. Wenmo is so famous, where do you still put the old man's bad old man in your eyes. Zhang Yu, look at it, Mr. Wenmo is kneeling in front of the old man now, do you think the old man can bear it?"

Zhang Wenmo's sweat was like rain, Zhang Yu next to him sighed, stepped forward and pulled Zhang Wenmo up, turned his head to Zhang Yue and said: "Master, although the nephew and young master have disobeyed the master this time, I hope that the old master will always be loyal to him, so let's take it lightly." ”

Zhang Yue snorted and sneered: "What loyalty does he have, and what righteousness does he have? Is the Su family his king, or is it his ancestor! Loyalty, hey, okay, since he wants to be loyal to the Su family, then what will he do to my Zhang family? He wants to be loyal to him as he pleases, but don't drag my Zhang family to accompany the funeral! Please, please, old man, I really can't stand it. ”

The more the old man spoke, the angrier he became, and in the end, he was already roaring, waving his sleeves to drive people away.

Zhang Wenmo's face was entangled and painful, he suddenly gritted his teeth, grabbed two steps and knelt on the ground again, and said in a trembling voice: "Please uncle calm his anger, it is my nephew who is not filial." However, the saint has a cloud, and when he receives the grace of a drop of water, he will be rewarded by a spring, and the Tao will repay virtue with virtue. The nephew received the great favor of Su Gongzi and could not repay it. Now that Su Gongzi has found his nephew's head, how can his nephew be indifferent? I asked my uncle to rest assured that this incident was done by my nephew alone, and it had nothing to do with my Zhang family. But there are blessings and misfortunes, and the nephew will also bear them, and he will never drag down the family!"

Zhang Yue's face flashed with a touch of green anger, Huo Ran stood up, and scolded with his halberd fingers: "Okay, good, what a loyal and righteous peerless! From today on, you Zhang Wenmo and my Zhang family will have nothing to do with each other. Get out, get out of the way!"

In the midst of the scolding, he raised his hand to pick up the tea cup on the table and fell away according to Zhang Wenmo. The teacup fell to the ground, splashing a water stain, and sprinkled Zhang Wenmo all over his face.

Next to him, Zhang Yu hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Zhang Wenmo and dragged him out, while saying urgently: "Young Master Wenmo, go quickly." ”

Zhang Wenmo was still struggling, and Zhang Yu said in a low voice: "Don't say more, avoid it first." Wait until the old man's anger is gone, and then come back to talk. ”

Zhang Wenmo staggered and was pulled out, and when he got to the door, he didn't care about the embarrassment on his head and body, he looked back at Zhang Yu with a disappointed face, and said in disappointment: "Uncle Yu, I didn't want to harm the Zhang family, I just wanted to help my friends." ”

Zhang Yu sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted: "The old slave knows, the old slave knows." Don't worry, the young nephew, the master is just saying cruel things in anger. After all, his old man is the head of the family, and if you want to consider the entire Zhang family, you don't have to blame him. ”

Zhang Wenmo sighed gloomily, nodded dejectedly, suddenly thought of something, raised his head and looked at Zhang Yu worriedly, and said carefully: "Uncle Yu, do you say that uncle will ...... old man?"

Zhang Yu looked at him, laughed, and then shook his head and said indifferently: "What does the young master want to say? Whether it's you or that Su family, it's not worth doing what the master deliberately does. My Zhang family's reputation is not so worthless. Okay, Master Niece will go back first. The old slave retired. After that, he ignored Zhang Wenmo, turned around and entered the door, and closed the door with a bang.

Zhang Wenmo stood outside the door in despair, lowered his head and thought for a while, and finally turned into a long sigh and turned around.

Inside the door, Zhang Yu listened quietly to the movement. After confirming that Zhang Wenmo was gone, he shook his head slightly, turned around and entered the house.

In the study, Zhang Yue sat leisurely behind the table, holding a cup of re-brewed tea in his hand, looking at the rising heat, his two old eyes squinted slightly, and his face looked like a smile but not a smile.

Zhang Yu walked in and saw it, smiled slightly, stepped forward to put the messy things on the desk anew, and said with a smile: "The old man did this on purpose, right?"

Zhang Yue raised his eyes to look at him, and scolded with a smile: "I know that I can't hide it from you, an old thing." As he sat upright, he reached out and put the teacup on the table.

Zhang Yulisuo took it, and said with a smile: "The old slave has been by the master's side since he was a child, and the master is really angry and can't see it, hasn't he lived so many years in vain?"

Zhang Yue was slightly stunned, his eyes fell on his pale white hair, sighed lightly, and said gently: "Yes, it's been so many years." Zhang Yu, you have a ...... with me Well, fifty years, right?"

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Master, it's been fifty years, fifty years." The old slave has been with the master since he entered the house at the age of seven, and now he is seven out of fifty. ”

Zhang Yue nodded silently, leaning lightly on the back of the chair, looking far away. After half a ring, his eyes fell on Zhang Yu again, and he sighed: "You and I are old." ”

Zhang Yu said with a smile: "The old slave doesn't feel that he is old, and he estimates that he can still serve the master for another thirty or fifty years." Even if the old slave can't wait, isn't there still a super child?"

This Chao'er is his son Zhang Chao. His words are good wishes and prayers, which means that he is old but Zhang Yue is not old, even if he dies of old age, his son can take over from him and continue to be loyal to the Zhang family. This is a subtle sign of loyalty.

Zhang Yue smiled and stretched out his hand to nod at him, but shook his head and didn't say anything. The fifty-year love between the master and servant is redundant.

"You wonder why I treat Wenmo like this?" picked up the teacup again and took a sip, Zhang Yue raised his eyes to look at Zhang Yu and asked indifferently.

Zhang Yu bowed slightly, and said softly: "The master should be reasonable." It's just that the old slave thinks that Young Master Wenmo's character is still very good. ”

His words were a disguised plea for Zhang Wenmo.

Zhang Yue shook his head lightly and did not speak. He closed his eyes and was silent for a while, then said softly: "Wenmo is good, very good." ”

Zhang Yu showed a puzzled look on his face, and said in surprise: "That old man ......"

Zhang Yue opened his eyes and sighed. Suddenly asked, "What do you say is the status of our Zhang family today?"

Zhang Yu's face was solemn, and he said proudly: "Why does the master ask so much? Our Zhang family is the mother family of Niangniang, and the two uncles are both marquises; ”

Zhang Yue nodded and said hesitantly: "Yes, it's top." In fact, the old man thinks that you are still conservative, in the old man's opinion, as long as the mother is in the day, my Zhang family is a well-deserved first family, and what dare not be called. ”

Zhang Yu was stunned, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Zhang Yue ignored him, but a pair of dim old eyes flashed with fine light, turned his head to look at him and said: "Do you think the old man is too arrogant? Hey, in fact, what about the first family? Since ancient times, for thousands of years, there are not many families that have been more prosperous than my Zhang family, but now look at it, how many families can be left? The bigger family is of course, although it has a profound heritage, but there are many dead branches and leaves, and there are more evil wolves around it. Therefore, once a bad management is done, it will collapse immediately. Hey, the so-called rise and fall is also sudden, that's it. ”

Zhang Yu showed a pensive look.

Zhang Yue paused, and then said: "The old man looked through the history books and found that those long-term families may not be able to escape defeat in the end, but they often have one thing in common. That's four words: separate and exist. ”

Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses, with admiration on his face. He bowed down and said, "The master's intention is to want Young Master Wenmo ......" He said halfway but didn't continue, just looked at Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue nodded and stepped forward. Pacing a few steps through the room with his hands behind his back, he stopped by the window. Reaching out and pushing open the half-hidden window, a fresh breeze with the scent of plants and trees blows in your face.

"Wenmo is mediocre, at most he is just a middle-class asset, but he is quite stupid. This kind of temperament, whether it is an official career or a business career, it is difficult for him to achieve great success on his own. Therefore, if he wants to succeed, he must have noble people to help him. The old man looked out the window and said softly as if he were talking to himself and explaining.

Zhang Yu understood in his eyes, and said softly: "What does the master mean, then the Su family is the noble person of Young Master Wenmo?"

Zhang Yue's face showed a complicated look, but he did not answer. After half a sound, he sighed lightly, shook his head and said, "That Su family...... I don't know. The old man really can't see through it. ”

Zhang Yu was taken aback and said, "Ah, the old man is still ......."

Zhang Yue smiled to himself, turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "Do you think it's too hasty, it's like gambling?"

Zhang Yu bowed and didn't speak, but that look was clearly like this.

Zhang Yue smiled, turned around and sat down again. His fingers were lightly clasped on the case, and his voice was a little fluctuating: "Although I can't see through that kid from the Su family, I have an intuition that that kid will be limitless in the future." Hey, sixteen, at the age of sixteen, he can lead the DPRK and China to take him as the fulcrum, and his reputation will reach the heavens...... Think about what you and I were doing when we were sixteen years old, and how far could we go? Unthinkable, unthinkable. ”

As he spoke, the rhythm of the table in his hand became irrepressibly fast. There was also a faint expectation and excitement in the words.

"Wenmo himself is not good, and his status in my Zhang family is not high. Putting him next to such an unpredictable demon will not let my Zhang family be defeated in the future. But what about once it is reached? Hehe, you guessed it right, the old man, I am gambling! With an unimportant Zhang family concubine, to gamble for my Zhang family may be a good future, this deal, the old man thinks it is worth it! Very worthwhile!"

He said in a slightly excited tone, and the old eyes that originally looked dull were now shining with cunning wisdom.

Zhang Yu's face showed a complicated look, and there was admiration and shock in his eyes, faintly, with a little indescribable sigh.

He was surprised and admired the master's calculations, but sighed that Zhang Wenmo's fate was unpredictable. Following that Su Mo, the old man himself said it, and he couldn't see through it. So once Su Mo can't withstand this time, or if he passes the test this time, but falls halfway, the young master Wen Mo who followed Su Mo will end up extremely miserable.

But what can this be? Compared with the interests of the entire Zhang family, Zhang Wenmo's life and death alone really can't afford to make any waves.

"You go to the county office. Shen Mingfu is new, and our Zhang family should also give a small gift. In a flurry of thoughts, the voice of the old man Zhang Yue sounded in his ears. Zhang Yu's heart froze, and he hurriedly gathered his thoughts, and said yes.

Now that he understands Zhang Yue's thoughts, then visiting the newly arrived county magistrate this time is not just a matter of courtesy. The old man clearly let himself act when he saw the opportunity, and secretly helped Young Master Wenmo. The old servant Zhang Yu has been with Zhang Yue for so long, and this tacit understanding is naturally not lacking.

When he turned around and went out, he faintly heard the old man muttering to himself in the house: "Then Su Jiazi, what are you doing now......