Zhang Huan knelt in a quiet courtyard in the Taoist temple, the small courtyard was simply arranged, a clump of bamboo was verdant, a bunch of vegetables were planted in the corner of the courtyard, and a bamboo shed was built next to it.

"The child is not filial, but he doesn't know that his mother is sick!" Although he longed to enter the house to see his mother, his mother's strict orders two years ago still kept her from taking half a step, and he knelt upright, his eyes full of sadness.

"Did you pass the Jinshi exam?" The mother's voice was unusually soft, but there was a stern tone in her tone.

"The child will not enter Beijing until next spring to participate in the provincial examination." Zhang Huan lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "The child heard that his mother was seriously ill and came to visit. ”

There was no sound in the house, and after a while, there was a violent cough in the room, like a string that was about to break at any time, "Mother!" Zhang Huan couldn't hold back any longer, stood up and was about to walk into the house.

"Stop!" The coughing sound suddenly disappeared, and a light reprimand came from the house, and a clear and resolute voice sounded in Zhang Huan's ears, "My illness and life are up to heaven, but you have not been admitted to the Jinshi, and I will never see you!" ”

"Mother!"

Zhang Huan's plop! Kneeling, he trembled, tears poured out of his eyes, his mother was close at hand, but far away like the end of the world, for more than ten years, no one cared for his warmth, no one cared about his pain, a ten-year-old child, it was the time when he needed his mother the most, but his mother was gone, every night he pulled up the cold quilt, always had to cry a few times softly to call his mother, in order to fall asleep, sometimes in the middle of the night frightened and woke up, but after waking up only endless loneliness and darkness accompanied him.

A gust of wind blew, and the bamboo leaves made a rustling sound, Zhang Huan slowly kowtowed three times, stood up and wiped away his tears, carefully placed the rock sugar and medicine on the steps, took a few steps back, and turned away reluctantly.

Just as he walked out of the courtyard gate, he didn't know that behind a bamboo curtain in the house, a beautiful face was already full of tears, she stared blankly at her son's back disappeared, and suddenly covered her face and cried bitterly.

"Who is careless, repays Sanchunhui", what mother does not love her child, but who knows the pain and helplessness in her heart!

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Zhang Huan walked briskly along the river, his mother's resoluteness stimulated his heart, and he now had only one thought: to go to the academy to study, to study like crazy, and not hesitate to stay up all night.

"the sick man!" Zhang Huan was just on the steps, and suddenly heard someone calling him from behind, and when he turned around, he saw the chubby Zheng Qingming running towards him desperately.

"We, we...."Zheng Qingming was sweating profusely, he ran to Zhang Huan, held his knees and panted: "We are looking for you everywhere, you go back quickly, there is news from Zhang's mansion just now, your family is going to see you, there is something important." ”

'Do you want to see yourself?' Zhang Huan was a little surprised in his heart, he had just seen him in the morning, why did he see him again in the afternoon, he couldn't help but think of Second Uncle Lin's words, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Do you really want to run from time to time?" ’

"Thank you, I'll invite you to drink another day!" Zhang Huan just ran a few steps, suddenly remembered something again, stopped and turned back to Zheng Qingming and said, "I want to ask you to borrow five times, do you have any money?" ”

"Don't say borrowed words for your own brother." Zheng Qingming reached into his pocket and touched it, there was only a handful of copper coins in it, he smiled embarrassedly: "The money is piled up under the bed, and now there is no one on him." ”

"It's okay! You just give the money to mediocre. After Zhang Huan finished speaking, he turned around and ran.

"Pingping?" Zheng Qingming scratched the back of his head, and suddenly he suddenly reacted, "Isn't Pingping just a frying pan?" ’

"Go sick! Eighteen Lang! Zhang Huan! I don't want to see her......." Zheng Qingming desperately chased after him, but Zhang Huan was long gone.

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"You've only seen you three times since you grew up, but I've seen you four times since yesterday."

In the main hall of Zhang's mansion, the family advocate Ruo Ho looked at Zhang Huan gently, and he smiled slightly: "I came to you today, because I have a big matter to deliver to you." ”

The main hall of Zhang's mansion is very wide, enough to accommodate hundreds of people to gather here, facing the door is a huge white jade screen, with precious rosewood as the base frame, blocking the view from the outside, each of the four corners is placed a person more than one person high Yuejun celadon, the glaze color is warm and delicate, it is the best in porcelain, and in the main hall, there are nearly 100 low couches neatly placed, which are covered with cushions woven with cattail.

At this time, there were dozens of people sitting in the hall, with different expressions, and the family advocate Ruo Ho was sitting in the middle, and on the left was his wife Wang, who was looking at Zhang Huan with a cup of tea; On the right is the acting advocate Ruofeng, his eyes are gloomy and he is silent; Behind them sat Zhang Xuan and some other sisters-in-law, all with suspicious expressions; Leaning back against the wall, there are dozens of elders, as well as more than a dozen high-level subordinates such as the big housekeeper and the big tent, who also have complicated eyes and whisper in their ears from time to time.

Zhang Huan is like a job applicant, sitting opposite them, his eyes are calm and calm, as if they are applying for the job, not himself.

"I want you to take charge of the financial power of the Zhang Mansion for half a year!"

Zhang Ruohao saw that Zhang Huan was not shocked, and he couldn't help but have a trace of competitiveness while admiring, he didn't believe that he couldn't see the shock in the eyes of this young man, so he said this big thing bluntly, and then his eyes were staring at him tightly, trying to find the look he wanted to see from his eyes, but he was still disappointed, Zhang Huan's pupils were as deep as the sea, and he couldn't see anything in them.

He didn't know that Zhang Huan, regardless of the cold and heat, got up before four watches every day to go to the river to chop the waves, and never stopped for 12 years.

'Bang! ’

The sound of the teacup overturning was extremely harsh in the silent hall, and all eyes looked to the left together, only to see that the main mother, Mrs. Wang, was picking up the overturned teacup in a panic, but she didn't pick it up three times, and her hands were trembling slightly.

Mrs. Wang is the sixth in the world, the daughter of the Shannan Wang family, noble status, as a political transaction, she married the eldest son of the Zhang family at the time of sixteen Zhang Ruohao, but Zhang Ruohao refused to divorce to send a wife, she has been committed to being a flat wife, fifteen years ago, Zhang Ruohao died after the death of her wife, she was corrected.

Mrs. Wang was about forty years old, and her face was snow-white, and she could not see her true color because of the thick layer of fat powder, but her eyebrows were also beautiful, but her cheekbones were slightly high and her lips were very thin, which made her look a little mean.

Today she was called by her husband and said that something was announced, but unexpectedly it was to hand over the financial power of the Zhang Mansion to a concubine, and everyone was shocked, but she felt more fear than others.

After a moment of silence, everyone's eyes moved away from her, and they all stared at Zhang Huan, jealousy, hatred, doubt, worry, all kinds of eyes were intertwined, as if weaving a big net, rushing towards Zhang Huan, but Zhang Huan ignored all this, he only lowered his head and thought about it, and then nodded to Zhang Ruohao silently.

No one noticed that Mrs. Wang quietly exchanged a look with Zhang Ruofeng.

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The night is very deep, a round of crescent moon hanging in the air, silently examining everything in the world, the people in Zhang's mansion have already fallen asleep, but Mrs. Wang can't sleep on the couch over and over, she is very bored in her heart, from time to time to look at the window, the window is not closed, leaving a slit, in the window there is a stick of sandalwood, the incense flashes and flashes, and the green smoke is swirling.

Mrs. Wang is in her early forties this year, and she is physiologically at the age of a wolf, but her husband did not have sex with her fifteen years ago, and loneliness has always been a frequent guest on her seats.

'Click! There was a soft sound, the window opened silently, and Mrs. Wang turned over and sat up, staring nervously and excitedly at the window, and a thin black figure appeared, he extinguished the sandalwood, and skillfully pressed the windowsill and jumped in, and landed right on a soft mattress, silently, as if she had been a regular visitor in this room.

"Yanluo, I'm late." His face swayed in the moonlight, reflecting a pair of white and black eyes, with an obscene smile.

But Madame Wang did not speak, but stepped forward and pulled him to the couch, eagerly untying her clothes......

After a long time, the bodies of the two separated, and only low gasps could be heard in the room.

"Why don't you stop him, how can you give financial power to others!" The voice was annoyed, this was Mrs. Wang.

"I've objected, and even mentioned Zhang Potian's matter, but I can't help it if he insists on his opinion, I really don't understand, how can he be interested in a concubine? I'm a little skeptical about the true identity of that concubine, whose origin is unknown......"

"I'll talk about his identity later, what about that account now?"

"Don't worry! I asked for the account book from Steward Yang at noon, and it was destroyed, and he had no trace of it. ”

"What about the man?" Mrs. Wang suddenly sat up, stared at his eyes and said, "Did you kill Steward Yang!" ”

"Steward Yang has been in the tent all day, how can I do it? I have already sent someone to look for him in the evening, and the results should be available early tomorrow morning. ”

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