As soon as the morning sun sprinkled a thin layer of golden light on Yangcheng, the city gate had just opened, and a man in a blue robe galloped on a fast horse, and the sound of horses' hooves falling on the ground was clattering. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Kuaima stopped at the door of Zhang's house, a man in his forties, with some wrinkles between his eyebrows and eyes, and his face was full of beard.

This person lightly clicked the door knocker and knocked on the door of the Zhang family.

"The contemptible people heard of the name of Boss Zhang, and they came from Kyoto to admire ......"

The man said the words of admiration, his body bent slightly, and he made a deep bow at the old servant who opened the door, but there was no salutation in his hand.

After a long time, the man straightened up without waiting for anyone to reply, as if the gesture was just a meaningless action for him, and it was all that could be done.

The old servant who opened the door was about fifty years old, his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were slightly at the corner of the visitor's robe, he slowly bent over, and turned sideways to greet him: "Please." ”

The man tied his horse to the stone lion in front of the door, and the old servant moved his lips slightly, but finally did not say anything to stop it.

"This time is in a hurry, and I hope Haihan."

The man said as if he was apologetic, his face was serious, his eyes were blank, and the old servant still did not see the slightest apology.

"Old Zhang is in the backyard, I hope the nobles will wait for a while, and the old slave will go to report now."

The old servant paused in front of the main house, and motioned for the maid to come forward and lead the man into the house for a short rest.

"No need, this time the time is urgent, I'll go with you to find Zhang Lao."

Such a rude word, but a man is serious when he says it.

The corners of the old servant's eyes jumped slightly, his face was a little stiff, and he did not refuse the man's statement.

When the two arrived in the backyard, Zhang Lao was studying the endgame of a Go game.

"Ziyang, why are you here?"

Hearing someone approaching, Zhang Lao looked up, his face was full of surprise, and waved his hand at the old servant, signaling him to leave.

The name of the person who came, He Yi, the word Ziyang, ranked third among the twelve strange soldiers.

When Zhang Lao was in the capital, he had seen these twelve strange soldiers, and each of them was a rare talent.

Each of the twelve odd soldiers had sixty guards under him, all of whom were highly skilled in martial arts.

These people do not have high official positions, although they are nominally subordinates of the general Wang Yuchuan, but in fact they are all henchmen of the emperor and only obey the emperor's dispatch.

"The emperor sent me to send you a secret letter."

In front of Zhang Lao, He Yi's ice cave face finally had a hint of melting, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, looking like a smile.

When Zhang Lao was about to make a big gift to receive this secret letter, he was stopped by He Yi: "The emperor explained that this secret letter is only a family letter, and unlike the holy decree, Zhang Lao does not need to receive a big gift." ”

He Yi said, handing over a bright yellow delicate long box.

Zhang Lao didn't care about He Yi, he directly opened it and took out a scroll that was also bright yellow.

There was no seal on the scroll, but Zhang Lao was no stranger to its imposing handwriting.

The letter was to the effect that "I think you are very talented and have extraordinary thoughts, and I have seen it when I was the prince." It's been two years since I ascended the throne, and although the last two years haven't been a big deal, I still want to do something big.

I think there is only one way to go through reform at present, but I can't find anyone who can use it, so I would like to ask you to take up the post of prime minister to help me promote reform and development.

In a few days, the letter of appointment will come down, and I will send someone to pick you up at that time. The main purpose of this letter is to inform you in advance, pack your luggage early, and when my appointment letter comes, you will come to Beijing as soon as possible to help me.

After reading the letter, the little lady with a shallow smile inexplicably popped up in Zhang Lao's mind.

"Rich and noble, and ...... success in later years"

Zhang Lao felt a little funny when he heard this, he was a person who returned to his hometown, and there were no high-ranking children and grandchildren in his family, where did he become famous?

"When did this letter come from?"

Mr. Zhang knew that this kind of letter and secret letter were written and sent immediately.

"Three days ago." He Yi said.

Three days ago, Second Master Chen made a big fuss about the Wei family, and I thought that the emperor would at least reprimand him, but he didn't expect to mention it without mentioning it, but instead sent out such a book.

He Yi looked at Zhang Lao's eyes with a little more surprise, Zhang Lao, who had already died of old age when the first emperor was in power three years ago, suddenly had to be summoned by the new emperor, this is really not an ordinary thing.

He had been instructed by Zhang Lao to learn from Mengxue, so he was naturally happy for him.

Zhang Lao only felt as if something had exploded in his head, there was a buzzing sound in his ears, the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling, and his hands and feet were faintly numb.

That little lady said it nearly a month ago.

Zhang Lao's mind was almost full of echoes of that gentle voice.

He was rich and noble, and he became famous in his later years.

The plum blossom-shaped white dots under the eyes are a bad omen for children and grandchildren.

Successful......

After all, Zhang Lao is not an ordinary person, and he has calmed down his emotions in a few seconds.

"Ziyang, how many days will you stay in Yangcheng this time?"

Zhang Lao's face was relaxed, and his face was kind, as if the general discomfort just now was just an illusion.

"The emperor has told you to return to Beijing as soon as possible after sending the letter, and the person who will pick you up the day after tomorrow should arrive at the latest."

He Yi, an eight-foot man, was like a child in front of Zhang Lao, and he honestly answered one sentence after another.

"Got it, then you can go back first."

Zhang Lao noticed that He Yi had already looked outside the courtyard three times, and he didn't know He Yi's mood of leaving in a hurry to return, so he didn't keep it anymore.

"Okay."

Zhang Lao was already concise enough, but he didn't expect He Yi to be better, nodded, and immediately turned around and left.

didn't take two steps, but turned back again, walked in front of Zhang Lao, clasped his hands into fists, and bowed to the students who were learning from the Tai Academy, and said dryly: "The students are retired." ”

After saying this, he didn't wait for Zhang Lao to reply, and hurriedly ran out again.

Zhang Lao smiled dumbly, and he didn't know who He Yi learned these etiquettes from.

Zhang Lao sat quietly for a while, the smile on his face slowly dissipated, and the white seed in his hand turned unconsciously, and what Wei Yuan said to him that day became inexplicably clear.

"My son is away from home, and my grandchildren are on my knees...... Children and grandchildren have bad omen......"

Zhang Lao's face was a little solemn, is there really a person in the world who knows the blessings and misfortunes?

"Lao Peng, let's go out."

Zhang Lao went back to the house to change his clothes, looked at the hour, walked to the main courtyard, looked at the old servant who was dozing by the door and said.

The old servant, who was not amazing, opened his eyes instantly, and there was no confusion in his eyes, and he was extremely clear.

After listening to what Zhang Lao said, he immediately got up, bent his waist and opened the door, his movements were not hurried or slow, no different from ordinary old slaves who guarded the door.

"Master, where are we going?"

Usually at this time, Mr. Zhang sits in the house and reads books, and only goes out to set up a chess stall in the afternoon.

"Do you remember that little lady that day? I want to see her today...... It's better to believe it than to believe it......"

In the last sentence, Zhang Lao's voice was almost inaudible.

"This is a coincidence, sir, do you know whose daughter that little lady is?"

The old slave was not surprised when he heard this, but had a little more smile on his face: "It's the daughter of Wei Qian, the counselor of the General Political Division!" ”

Zhang Lao frowned slightly, he was the prince and the prince back then, and he had a lot of high-ranking officials, but Wei Qian, the number one person, had a little impression, but he was just ......

"Sir, have you forgotten, who was the one who married the chief senator back then?"

Lao Peng said softly.

Zhang Lao suddenly remembered the much-talked-about marriage more than ten years ago.

"Daughter-in-law? It's Chen Sanniang's daughter......"