After sending Guo Yan away, Zhang Forget rubbed his face and let himself squeeze out a smile like a spring breeze. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhang Forget was familiar with history in his previous life, and because he was familiar with history, he knew that the special group of eunuchs was an existence that he could not provoke now.

Zhao Gao in history, who held the power alone, pointed to the deer as a horse, and even Qin II played with the mess.

Liu Jin, the party is the same as the other, the power is good in the world, the people of the time called him "the emperor", and became the richest man in the country at that time.

Wei Zhongxian, who arbitrarily arbitrarily ruled the country and brutalized Zhongliang, was called "9,900 years old", so that people only knew that there were Zhongxian, but did not know that there was an emperor.

When they were powerful, the three princes and nine kings, the royal family, the military generals, the generals and soldiers, all clamped their tails and acted as good babies, and those loyal and heroic martyrs who had a clear conscience and were unwilling to be humiliated, without exception, were all ruined.

It is really a sad and lamentablement that there are so many talented all-round talents, and they can't do the servants raised by the emperor.

The feudal **** dictatorship is what a heinous cannibalistic monster is, which can be seen from this.

The ten permanent servants of the Eastern Han Dynasty were powerful, and they did no less things than other dynasties.

Among the three princes and nine kings, those who dare to go against them have almost no good end.

Huangfu Song, who had meritorious service in the crusade against the Yellow Turban, was dismissed from office because of the words of the Ten Standing Attendants. Zhang Jun of Langzhong wrote a book saying that he was often serving lawlessness and was framed and died in prison. The general He Jin was booby-trapped by the Ten Standing Servants, and Liu Tao, the Marquis of Zhongling, was persecuted by the Ten Standing Servants and died of hunger strike.

The bloody history is in front of him, and Zhang Forget has to be cautious.

Bearing the burden of humiliation is just a sentence to say, and it is not easy to really let go of your dignity and be a person who makes you all disgusted.

After persuading himself in his heart that "a big husband can bend and stretch", Zhang Forget laughed and walked into the hall.

Zuo Feng saw Zhang Forget coming in, but did not get up to salute. After all, he is a close attendant of the emperor, a powerless and powerless son of the scholar clan, and it is not worth letting him be too formal.

Zhang Forget didn't care at all, and sat down to talk to Zuo Feng.

After Zuo Feng became sensible, he entered the palace, surrounded by high walls, and all the shadows he came into contact with were intrigues, and he really didn't know much about the mundane things in the world.

Zhang forgot to do what he liked, did not talk about astronomy and geography, did not talk about the subset of scriptures and history, and focused on some folk legends.

Thinking of the past when he was just sensible and was sent to the palace because of his poor family, Zuo Feng sighed and had mixed feelings.

Zhang forgot to observe his words and looks, and saw what was on his mind, so he deliberately asked: "In the Huangmen family, are there still relatives?" ”

Zuo Feng glanced at Zhang Wang, and found that his face was concerned, not like Zuo Wei, for some reason his heart was warm, and the long-sealed past came to his heart again.

"That year there was a flood, the grain in the fields was lost, the younger brothers and sisters were starving to death, and the old lady felt sorry for her children, and fell seriously ill, and died soon after.

My father saw that it was not a living road, so he asked for food all the way to Luoyang, gritted his teeth and sent me to the palace. Alas! Time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye, it's been ten years, and I don't know if my father is alive or dead now. ”

Zhang forgot to see Zuo Fengken tell him about the past, and couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.

He was silent for a moment, and whispered: "Fathers and mothers are the most true in the world, and tears and blood dissolve into their children's bodies. Exhausted his efforts to become a son in the end, pity the hearts of parents all over the world. ”

Zuo Feng looked at Zhang Forget in surprise: "Xiao Langjun's poem is so good, it almost goes to my heart." ”

Zhang Wangwei pursed his lips secretly, and said in his heart that this poem was written by an old witch who brought disaster to the country and the people, and it has nothing to do with me.

Seeing that Zuo Feng's mood had stabilized a little, Zhang Forget persuaded and explained: "The past has gone with the wind, why should Huangmen be too careful?" If Ling Zun were alive, he would be glad to know that you are living a glorious life now. ”

Zuo Feng listened to Zhang Wang's words, and remembered his father's heart-rending cry before sending himself into the palace, and his heart suddenly mourned again.

He is neither male nor female, he does errands in the palace all day long, and it is common to be beaten and scolded, what is the glamour of such a day?

The only thing to be thankful for is that he survived. Compared with those eunuchs who were killed by the cane for various reasons every once in a while, he was still much luckier.

"Has the Yellow Gate ever inquired about Ling Zun's news over the years?" Zhang forgot which pot should not be mentioned, and deliberately touched Zuo Feng's sadness.

Zuo Feng's face was sad and he shook his head.

After entering the palace, he no longer had freedom to speak of. A little yellow door who has just been promoted, how can he have the ability to send someone to inquire about his father's news.

The corners of Zhang Wang's lips raised slightly, slapped his chest suddenly, and stood up: "When I Zhang Forget was in my hometown, I had the reputation of 'a righteous and innocent man, a chivalrous and cowardly gentleman'. If the Yellow Gate can trust me, you might as well tell me about your family's past, and find out your father's whereabouts, and put it on me. ”

Zuo Feng stared at him with an incredulous expression: "Xiao Langjun is willing to help me find my biological father?" ”

He is just a little yellow door, not a powerful ten permanent servants, Zhang Wang is really willing to befriend him and help him so much?

My father didn't know where he was going, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive, he wanted to find out, he didn't know how much manpower, material resources and energy would be spent, Zhang Wang was really willing to pay such a big price? This is dozens of times more difficult than bribing oneself directly with gold and silver treasures.

Zhang Forget slapped his chest with a crackling sound: "I Zhang Forget to speak, I have always been a mouthful of spit and a nail, and I will never break my word and get fat." The Yellow Gate can solve my problems, but can't I share the worries of the Yellow Gate? ”

Zuo Feng saw Zhang Wang's sincere face, and he was so excited that he grabbed Zhang Wang's sleeve and promised: "If Lang Jun can help me find my father, I will repay Zuo Feng in this life." ”

Zhang Wu smiled faintly, noncommittal, he helped Zuo Feng to sit down again, and asked him to explain in detail everything before entering the palace.

In order to show his sincerity, he also specially sent someone to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and according to Zuo Feng's dictation, he drew a stick figure portrait of his father.

The portrait is an old peasant with a face full of vicissitudes and sorrows, thin and withered, such an old peasant is everywhere in the Central Plains, and trying to find someone according to this portrait is almost a fantasy.

But when Zuo Feng saw the portrait, tears flowed down his eyes.

He held the portrait in his arms and insisted that the person in the painting was his father. After ten years of not seeing, his memory has long been blurred, and Zhang Wang's paintings can simulate a bit of the charm of the characters, which is very rare for him.

Seeing that he agreed, Zhang forgot to breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, splashed ink, and drew an identical one for his own reference.

It took Zuo Feng a while to wake up from his sadness, he wiped away his tears, and said to Zhang Wang: "Xiao Langjun went to Henan Yin Mansion for a banquet some time ago, and a painting was sold for a high price of 100,000 yuan. Today, thanks to Xiao Langjun's gift of paintings, Zuo is very grateful. Zuo has no money, but no matter what Xiao Langjun sends in the future, Zuo will go to the soup and never refuse. ”

Zhang forgot to hear him say such a fake thing so sincerely, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

Will you run out of money? Will you be at your disposal? It's strange to believe you.

"Everyone treats each other with all sincerity, and righteousness intersects, and what to say is not repaid, it is too cheesy."

Zhang Forget also told a bunch of lies after being unwilling to be reconciled, and calmed Zuo Feng down.

When the servants came in to report that the goods offered to the emperor had been loaded with carriages and ox carts.

Zhang Forget and Zuo Feng looked at each other and smiled, and stretched out their arms, like a pair of brothers who had just sworn up.

On the road in front of Zhang's house, according to Zhang Wang's instructions in advance, there were thirty ox carts and carriages, which were so vast that there was no end in sight.

The neighbors, whether they were forced to borrow a carriage or not, all ran out to see the excitement.

They want to see what kind of people are like when they are fed and supported will do such a brainless thing as dedicating all their family property to the emperor.