Chapter Eighty-Three: Visiting the Master of the Family

A few days ago, there was only Zhang Ruohao, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, in the team that went to welcome the return of the Son of Heaven, and in the past few months, the family internal strife has made him physically and mentally emaciated, and finally he can't afford to fall ill.

The stomach pain that lasted for a month had tormented him to the point that he was skinny, and the two concubines took a decoction for Zhang Ruohao, but these decoctions seemed to be useless, a violent cough, and choked it all out, and the two concubines hurriedly wiped it for him, Zhang Ruoho sighed, and slowly lay down weakly.

He couldn't help but think of the family rebellion in his heart, since the ancestral hall was burned down at the beginning of the year, the Zhang family has gradually fallen into division, and Zhang Huan was appointed as the heir to the head of the family and re-accepted Zhang Potian to return to the clan, these two things have violated the vital interests of many people.

Zhang Ruojin, Zhang Ruoqiang, Zhang Ruofeng, Zhang Ruojun formed an alliance for this, unanimously opposed Zhang Ruohao's decision, they were burned as the ancestors were angry, in May, Zhang Ruohao held a family meeting in Chang'an, but only a few side houses rushed to participate, and at the same time, Zhang Ruojin, who worshiped the history of Pingyang County, also held a clan meeting in Taiyuan, but the participants gathered together, unanimously elected Zhang Ruojin's eldest son Zhang Wei as the heir of the head of the family, and openly confronted Zhang Ruohao.

Seeing that another split of the Zhang family was about to occur, Zhang Ruohao rushed back to Taiyuan, revoked the decision to appoint Zhang Huan as the viscount of Yuxiang County, and announced that he would not consider the heir of the head of the family for a year, which barely resolved a crisis of the Zhang family.

Seeing that the opportunities created by his painstaking layout were about to be exhausted in the family infighting, and Cui Yuan's continued appointment as the right minister was a foregone conclusion, Zhang Ruoho was angry and anxious, and he was getting sick day by day.

At this time, the housekeeper quietly came to the bed and reported in a low voice: "Master, Eighteen Lang is here, waiting outside the door." ”

"Oh! Bring him in! ”

Zhang Ruohao struggled to sit up, but the two concubines hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and he waved his hand breathlessly, "Go ahead!" ”

The two quietly retreated, and Zhang Ruoho was the only one left in the room.

After a while, a slight footstep came from afar.

"Eighteen Lang, the imperial doctor said that the old man is very sick, you must not make him angry."

"Don't worry, I'm in control."

Zhang Ruoho heard their conversation, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a wry smile, are you very sick? They hide everything from themselves, are they dying?

Outside, Zhang Huan had already walked into the bedroom of the head of the family, and a strong smell of medicine rushed to his nose, he hesitated for a moment, and announced at the door, "Eighteen Lang see the head of the family." ”

"Come in!" The voice was low, and there was no spirit in the tone.

The light in the room was dim, the twilight was gloomy, Zhang Huan slowly walked to Zhang Ruohao's bed, but he was taken aback by what he saw, the silver luster on Zhang Ruohao's head had disappeared, turning into a handful of yellow straw, his face was gray-white, and his cheeks were sunken, but these were nothing, what made Zhang Huan's heart palpitate was that the vitality in Zhang Ruohao's eyes was already very dim, just like an oil lamp that was about to go out.

"Master, you are ....." has only been seen for a few months, is he so weak? Zhang Huan was sad for a while, he sat in front of the couch and held Zhang Ruohao's withered hand like old bark.

"It's good that you're here.... I thought you were so proud that you forgot... I'm an old man who is fast into the coffin! Zhang Ruohao spoke with great difficulty, but a childlike smile appeared on his face, "I heard that you didn't let Baiguan enter Daming Palace this morning, why?"

"Cui Xiangguo is planning to do it again, and he wants to plan the heavenly riding camp..."Zhang Huan recounted what happened between him and Cui Yuan in detail, without hiding it at all.

"You're doing a great job!"

Zhang Ruohao's eyes gradually brightened, he struggled to sit up straight, and said with emotion: "You can stand alone in just half a year, which shows that I didn't see the wrong person, but it's a pity that my bastard brothers are short-sighted, and they really want to destroy the Zhang family!" ”

"Maybe Cui Yuan has already intervened?" Zhang Huan asked with a deep groan.

A trace of pain flashed in Zhang Ruohao's eyes, although he also knew that this possibility was extremely high, but he had always refused to believe that his brother would really betray him, he slowly shook his head and said: "The dispute between the concubines has lasted for thousands of years, and it has been deeply ingrained in everyone's hearts, no wonder they oppose it fiercely, this matter should have nothing to do with Cui Yuan." ”

Zhang Huan was silent, the atmosphere in the room was very depressing, and after a while, Zhang Ruohao sighed and said to Zhang Huan apologetically: "Eighteen Lang, in the matter of the heir of the head of the family, I have lost my trust to you." ”

Zhang Huan smiled, if the head of the family said this to him half a year ago, he would definitely be disappointed, but after half a year, his state of mind has changed a lot, although there is a force behind the head of the Zhang family to rely on, but this force will also tie his hands and feet, and his identity as a concubine will never be supported by the Zhang family.

Rather than putting your future and destiny in the hands of others, it is better to hold it tightly, and now it seems that there is a more important reason: it is very likely that he is not a member of the Zhang family, of course, this is just a reason.

He gently patted the back of Zhang Ruohao's hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, I won't take it to heart!" ”

Zhang Ruohao seemed to realize something from Zhang Huan's flat tone, he frowned, and glanced at him vigilantly, Zhang Huan was the next head of the family He planned for fifteen years, it was a matter of prosperity for the Zhang family for a hundred years, the family was not afraid of opposing him, what he was afraid of was that Zhang Huan would give up by himself.

Thinking of this, he clenched Zhang Huan's hand, stared at him with a faint gaze, and even said in a pleading tone: "This is just a delaying tactic, as long as I still have a breath, I will definitely push you up, no matter what, you can't give up!" ”

"The head of the family, please rest assured, no matter what, I will not abandon the Zhang family."

Zhang Huan pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "The head of the family, I think that many things are natural, and I should not deliberately seek it, the key to the heir of the head of the family is not whether I want to do it, but whether I can do it, even if I agree, but if it causes the Zhang family to split, the gains outweigh the losses, but if one day the situation comes to me, then I will never back down, so I mean that the head of the family should not consider who to be the heir of the head of the family for the time being, but should get the Zhang family out of the current crisis as soon as possible." ”

Zhang Ruoho heard the ambiguity in Zhang Huan's words, he sighed, shook his head helplessly, and said: "You are telling the truth, this matter really can't be rushed." ”

If Zhang Huan came to visit the head of the family's illness, then he should get up and say goodbye at this point, but he had other purposes, but Zhang Ruoho was seriously ill, but he couldn't speak.

Zhang Ruohao saw his hesitation, so he smiled slightly: "Say it!" What else is going on with you? ”

"Head of the house, where is my mother?" Zhang Huan hesitated, but still asked about it.

The smile on Zhang Ruohao's face disappeared suddenly, and the little vitality in his eyes just burst like a soap bubble, and he suddenly returned to the dying state when Zhang Huan entered the house, and after a while, he smiled faintly, "You go to the autumn water in the southern suburbs to watch!" Maybe there will be a little gain. ”

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