On the morning of the same day, Zhang Ruofeng announced to the whole government that he supported Zhang Huan's plan to reduce his monthly money, and when the news came out, the children of the Zhang family who were watching turned against each other and gathered around Zhang Can, unanimously supporting Zhang Huan and condemning Zhang Xuan for threatening everyone as the eldest son.

A few days later, the number of people who still support Zhang Xuan has been reduced to more than ten people, most of whom are the sons-in-law of officials outside, and they are not controlled by the monthly money, so they naturally don't have to look at Zhang Huan's face to act.

But even so, Zhang Xuan's campaign against Shibalang has failed, after all, no one wants to get along with their own money, and just like that, the turmoil caused by a letter from the capital ended in a hurry.

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Late autumn has passed, the winter of the fifteenth year of Keiji is gradually coming, this year's winter is unusually warm, it has arrived in early November, and it is only the dead leaves that have fallen all over the ground, which is rare for decades, some elderly people have said that the climate is abnormal, this is probably the appearance of the military disaster.

But even if there is a war disaster, the days are still the same, starting from October, it has entered the busiest period of the year in Zhangfu's account, the harvest of the granges in various places, the sale of grain and grain, and the rent collection in Nanshi must be completed during this time, Zhang Huan is also too busy to fall to the ground, and he can go home and sleep very late every day.

November is the season of all things, Zhang Huan and others also officially ended their four-year study in Jinyang Academy, everyone went back to their hometowns to pack their bags, ready to enter Beijing to catch the exam, Zheng Qingming and Song Lianyu did not leave, the two were ready to move in with Zhang Huan, and waited for the beginning of December to enter Beijing together to catch the exam.

Soon, the family advocate Ruo Ho wrote a letter from Chang'an, saying that the imperial examination will be held at the beginning of the year, and Xiao Hua, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, will take the examination, that is an unsentimental person, he especially named Zhang Huan and several other outstanding children, expecting them to add glory to the family, at the same time, he also removed Zhang Huan's financial power, and replaced it with Zhang Huan's starling Zhang Can, who was busy here for nearly three months, Zhang Huan actually had a little memory of the account room in his heart.

That afternoon, Zhang Huan hired a carriage to go to the academy to transport Zheng Qingming and Song Lianyu's luggage back, Song Lianyu's family was poor, there were not many things, but Zheng Qingming was different, in Taiyuan for four years, he bought a mountain of messy things, only he piled up under the bed has moldy hundreds of copper coins to transport a full carriage.

Zhang Huan looked at the things in the yard and was a little worried, he only had three rooms, one was for himself, one for his dumb uncle, and one was reserved for his mother, thinking about it, the three of them could sleep in one room, and the mother's empty room could only be used to pile up sundries.

Zhang Huan was thinking about it while helping them pack up their things, and suddenly there was a loud 'boom', only to see Song Lianyu accidentally knock down several wooden boxes stacked high, and the clothes and debris inside were scattered all over the ground.

"Ahh I'm sorry! I'll clean up! Song Lianyu panicked and picked up items.

Zhang Huan came over to help him clean up together, and when he saw that he was in a hurry, he smiled and said, "Lian Yu, what's wrong with you?" Today seems to be a little uncertain all day! ”

Song Lianyu didn't say a word, and only said in a low voice for a long time: "Nothing."

Zhang Huan was just about to ask again, but at this moment, Zheng Qingming's shout came from the room: "Go sick, do you want that broken wicker box, don't you want me to throw it away!" ”

Zhang Huan was shocked, 'Ah! With a loud scream, he jumped up and rushed to his mother's room, wasn't the fat man in his room? When did it slip by.

At this time, Zheng Qingming was standing in the room and looking around curiously, the room was very damp, the walls were mottled, the wall skin had fallen off in large pieces, revealing the soil mixed with wheat stalks, and the whole room was empty, only on the two stools in the corner, there was a yellowed wicker box.

Seeing Zhang Huan come in, he pointed to the wicker box and smiled: "I haven't seen such an old box, I have a few good Nanmu boxes, and I will give them to you." ”

Zhang Huan saw that he didn't move the box, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and drove him out with a smile, "You go and sort out the money well, I will go to Baiye Bank tomorrow to open a flying ticket, and the wine money in the capital will still be waiting for you to pay for it at that time!" ”

Zheng Qingming screamed strangely and said, "You have been in charge of the Zhang family's financial power for a few months, and you are so fat that you want me to pay for the wine?" ”

"Less nonsense, give it to me!" Jang Hwan kicked him hard in the ass and kicked him out of the house.

Drove away Zheng Qingming, Zhang Huan slowly walked to the wicker box and squatted down, gently stroking it, this wicker box has been placed here for more than ten years, and it has not been moved a step, although it is very old, but it is very clean, and the dumb uncle has to wipe it every day to prevent it from having insects and mold.

Zhang Huan carefully put it up horizontally, and walked quickly towards Uncle Dumb's room, he was about to enter Beijing, and this box was best placed in Uncle Dumb's room.

There are a lot of people today, and the dumb uncle has gone out to buy wine and food, his room is very clean and tidy, and everything is placed in an orderly manner.

Zhang Huan found a vacant place to put down the box, there was no lock on the lid of the box, and used a thin hemp rope to wrap around the buckle twice, over the years, the fine hemp rope has withered, although Zhang Huan put down the time has been very careful, but the hemp rope was slightly stretched and broken into several pieces, and the box suddenly opened.

Zhang Huan was stunned, the box he had never dared to open for more than ten years was inadvertently opened by himself.

The box was dry, with no clothes or jewelry, just a set of my mother's favorite tea set, and a small box made of rosewood, about the size of a palm, in one corner of the box.

He picked up the small box, held it in his hand, and carefully examined it, the small box was exquisitely made, the mouth was covered with silver edge, and in the middle of the box, there was a soybean-sized ruby, and the ruby shimmered in the sunset.

For some reason, Zhang Huan feels that he has a special plot for things like jewelry, and seems to be very familiar with them, and every time he sees them, he will have an inexplicable nostalgia in his heart.

This ruby was no exception, Zhang Huan reached out and gently stroked it, 'Smack! With a bang, the lid of the box suddenly popped open, and Zhang Huan realized that the ruby was the switch of the box.

The box opened, a faint fragrance rushed to the face, only to see that the box was lined with blue velvet, and there was a piece of chicken oval jade lying flat on the velvet, which was pale yellow, the jade was warm and delicate, without a trace of variegation, obviously a piece of high-grade jade, and there was a thin gold chain on it.

Zhang Huan took out the jade, he seemed to feel a dazzling gold, turned it over, and found that there was a small gold medal inlaid on the back of the jade, and the gold medal was engraved with two seal characters: 'Banglan'.

'Banglan', that's supposed to be the mother's name.....

At this time, Zheng Qingming's shout like killing a pig suddenly came from the yard, Zhang Huan hurriedly hung the jade around his neck, put the box back, and closed the wicker box.

He turned around and ran out of the room, only to see Zheng Qingming holding his hands and jumping straight, his mouth kept breathing to his fingers, on the ground, the money he had easily sorted out was trampled by Song Lianyu again, and when he saw Zhang Huan coming out, Song Lianyu said apologetically: "I accidentally ...... when I retreated just now."

"You've been in trouble since this morning!" Zheng Qingming shouted angrily, "I think you are possessed by a ghost!" ”

Song Lianyu was silent, her eyes flashed a gloomy color, Zhang Huan saw it in his eyes, and smiled at Zheng Qingming: "You have a lot of flesh and thick skin, you fell from the second floor last time, you were afraid of something, it's getting dark, you hurry up and send things into the house, I will let the people in the cabinet tomorrow sort out the money." ”

The corners of Zheng Qingming's mouth twitched, and he said stupidly: "Since the people in the cabinet can tidy up, why didn't you say it earlier, it made me tired for a long time."

"You talk a lot of, so don't move things quickly!" As he spoke, Zhang Huan rolled up his sleeves and made a gesture of beating him, Zheng Qingming was so frightened that he picked up two copper basins and rushed into the house.

Zhang Huan saw that he had run away, so he turned around and asked Song Lianyu, "Say it!" What the hell is going on? ”

Song Lianyu sighed, took out a letter from his arms and said: "My eldest brother's leg is broken, and my sister-in-law keeps complaining that my father is a medicine jar and only spends money. ”

"Why didn't you tell me about it earlier?"

Zhang Huan stuffed the letter to him, and said a little angrily: "Didn't I say that you should take Uncle Shi over?" Show my master, I don't have time to take over the family matter, but you can go back, I didn't expect you to delay until now. ”

Zhang Huan looked at him and shook his head, "Then what are you going to do now?" ”

Song Lianyu looked at Zhang Huan and said, "I really want to go home now, but I still have half a month to go, and I don't know if I can catch up." ”

"No way!"

Zhang Huan resolutely objected: "It will take more than a month to go back and forth from Guangling, and it will be too late to bring your father back, so it is better to write a letter first, and then bring some money back to my sister-in-law, and then bring Uncle Shi after our imperial examination, then you should have a place to settle, just to support your father, what do you think?" ”

"That's what I was going to do..."

Song Lianyu sighed, lowered his head and said, "It's just that I have less than ten yuan in total, and if I send it back, it won't be enough to enter Beijing." ”

"You don't have to worry about that!"

Zhang Huan glanced at the hill-like pile of copper coins in the courtyard.