In the afternoon, Zhang Qinzhou finally woke up,

"What you said is true, Lan Jicheng is a dog killer,"

When Zhang Qinzhou heard about the changes in his family and what Zhang Huan was doing, he couldn't believe it.

And what Lan Jicheng did was even more scolding, Zhang Qinzhou is a fiery temper, and his sex is like fire.

After Zhang Qinzhou's anger became a little smaller, Wang sighed with emotion,

"That's still fake, there is no ring, I can't support it anymore, maybe I sell the horse now."

"Nonsense, can you sell that horse, you must know that someone in the army offered eighty yuan, and I didn't sell Heiyun,"

Zhang Qinzhou bluffed, the strength of the former head of the family returned, and then he bared his teeth and grinned, and the wound hurt his heart.

"Huan'er, the family is poor right now, and your eldest brother has not woken up yet, but you must return to Yanzhou to study as soon as possible,"

Zhang Qinzhou used to be very square and majestic, his face was thin, his cheeks were sunken, and he was already in his forties like a sixtieth year.

Now all Zhang Qinzhou's hopes are placed on his son Zhang Huan, who was the most unsuccessful in the past.

"You and your eldest brother at home."

Zhang Qinzhou stretched out his hand to interrupt Zhang Huan's words,

"We can't die, and we can't live happily, and there will be two more useless wastes at home in the future, so we are counting on you to support the family business, bring the black clouds over, if the family can't support it, let your uncle find someone to sell it, enough for our family to support it for two or three years, and wait until the court's pension can support it for a few more years, and later... and then it's up to you,"

Zhang Qinzhou's eyes were red, the family was miserable and couldn't talk about it anymore, the status quo was to sit and eat empty, and now there was no suitable person to cultivate the two hectares of land at home, and Zhang Huan didn't know how to farm.

Zhang Huan looked up to the sky and sighed, he knew that Zhang Qinzhou was destined to be disappointed.

Because the pension is far away, even if it is not much, the poor Zhang family is loyal to the country is this end.

Think about the Zhang family guarding along the border for decades, his father Zhang Qinzhou was born in Qinzhou, named Zhang Qinzhou, his uncle was born in Yuanzhou, and in his generation, the eldest brother Zhang Qing was born in Qingzhou, the second brother was born in Weizhou, he was born in Huanzhou, and the name of the family for several generations is a history of turbulent displacement in the frontier.

And now there are four men in the family, three Baojie soldiers, three people go out for the country, one is killed, two are disabled, and they are full of loyalty.

But what is ushered in, it may be a hundred and fifty pieces of bereavement, and it is on paper, after a few levels of deduction, it can be in the hands of the Zhao family after a few months, and there can be forty or fifty pieces of high incense.

Moreover, these pensions will not be issued at one time, or part of it will be issued, and part of it will be paid with inferior rice or tax reductions and exemptions, so when paying off the debt in the past few days, Wang did not consider this money and grain, because he didn't know when he would be able to get it, and whether it would be money or relief in the end.

Although Zhang Qinzhou and Zhang Qing retired due to disability, they also have half of the usual food and salary pension, but that is on the surface, after layers of deductions, the real ones may not even have three CDs, how can they afford the family's expenses.

In fact, Zhang Huan knows that the casualties this time are too heavy, and I am afraid that the bereavement pension will always be on the books.

Because this time there may be tens of thousands of soldiers, strong, and archers who died on the battlefield, if it is issued according to the standards of the past, the Great Song Dynasty will have to go bankrupt, and the Great Song Dynasty steward will immediately become the leader of the beggar gang, so this money and food cannot be counted on at all, and the credit of the imperial court will be downgraded again to get through this hurdle.

At night, Zhang Qing finally woke up, but on the one hand, his body was in unbearable pain, and on the other hand, he was a waste man with a broken arm, and he didn't even want to speak, just lying on the bed in a daze, and Tan waited carefully.

Zhang Huan distilled some spirits again, instructed his mother and sister-in-law to take care of some correct methods, and planned to leave home and return to Yanzhou, he knew that if he wanted to do something in the short term and pay back the damn loan shark, then it would be impossible for Shunning Village, which was closed in the confrontation between the two countries.

Early the next morning, Zhang Huan rode away from the military village, and the Wang family kept sending Zhang Huan out of Shunning Village.

Zhang Huan rode the black cloud and walked a mile, looking back, Wang was still standing at the gate of the village, holding a pergola and looking at him reluctantly from afar, Zhang Huan's heart was sour, he waved his hand and whipped the horse away.

The northwest wind blew coldly from behind, with the savage atmosphere of the wilderness, here and now it is a dangerous road, never knowing what lies ahead.

Zhang Huan tightened the reins and stopped the war horse, he stroked Heiyun's neck with his hand, Heiyun shook his head and rubbed his arm, and the lonely man and horse on the official road comforted each other.

The black cloud was too helpful to Zhang Huan, with it and the bow and arrow in hand, Zhang Huan was fearless, and he no longer had to avoid the Qiang rangers like when he returned.

Zhang Huan patted Heiyun's neck and thought about his own thoughts, he had to bear the burden of the Zhang family within a few days of coming to Da Song, and he didn't give him the opportunity to intern at all.

It is said that he is proficient in bows and horses, and has a good knife technique, coupled with the ferocious way of melee combat in later generations, he is the most suitable for fighting in the army, and he is also confident that he will break into some fame.

But now it's the Great Song Dynasty, there is the Song generation, and the suspicion and moderation of military generals is deeply integrated into the DNA of the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty and the scholars, to put it bluntly, the martial artists are cannon fodder, and the scholars and the emperor rule the world together, listen, no one else has anything to do.

Think about the god of war in the army, Di Qing, who was suspicious of the civilian officials and died, how sad the military ministers and soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty were, if this is not enough, plus what happened to Zhang Huan's family is enough.

So it's not that this road can't be taken, it's just that the input-output ratio is too pitiful, and Zhang Huan has no interest in being cannon fodder for the Zhao family and those so-called scholars who sit and talk about Taoism.

Another way, of course, is the imperial examination, which is what his father meant when he sent him to study.

Specifically, he knows something, saying that when he was a child, a Taoist priest in a Taoist temple in Huanzhou saw Zhang Huan when he was a child, and said that this son is unspeakably expensive, and he will become a great tool in the future, and the wealth of the Zhang family is gathered in one cloud.

Because this old Taoist has some fairy wind bones, and the legend is that the hexagram is extremely accurate, Zhang Qinzhou is convinced, so he spends his strength to cultivate him.

Even if his rotten wood is not carved, Zhang Qinzhou still does not change his original intention, but after a few years, he has not made much progress in his studies.

According to Zhang Huan's view, it is just a bull's nose gibberish that eats and drinks nonsense, but it can't stop the worship of people in this era, or how the temple and Taoist temple have endless incense for thousands of years.

Zhang Huan is self-aware, although his mind after the impact of the Internet explosion in later generations is not the same, but it is still too late to start.

How many people are studying hard in the heyday of the literary style in the south, they have the support of the family's money, they have been educated since they were a few years old, and they have been successful for more than ten years, which is also the reason why the champions of the south far exceed the north since the Song Dynasty, and the economic level determines how far they can support it, how can they sit and study with a hungry stomach.

Zhang Huan's efforts from now on may also end up in Donghuamen's roll call, after all, his mind, tenacity, and logic are extraordinary, but how long it will take is uncertain, and he has no time to waste.

However, Zhang Huan is in the Great Song Dynasty, and his career must go, since the scholar and the emperor rule the world together, does this need to be said, other agricultural and industrial enterprises are ant people, so they must be mixed with official clothes, but how to join the ranks of the great civil servants of the Great Song Dynasty It is necessary to think about it.

Of course, before that, he had to make money first, he was really busy enough, Zhang Huan complained.

The sand and dust in the distance ahead, the occasional neighing of horses, obviously what is happening, thinking of the recent continuous beating of the grass valley by the western thieves, the answer is about to come out.

Zhang Huan pressed his hands lightly, his body stood lightly on the saddle, he looked into the distance, Heiyun sensibly slowed down his pace as much as possible, Zhang Huan roughly saw that it was not a large group of people.

He jumped off the saddle lightly, Zhang Huan lightly clamped the war horse, the black cloud trotted over, with the war horse and the war bow, Zhang Huan was not afraid of anyone, at this time Zhang Huan's combat power and when he was walking he was no longer the same weight.