"Damn bastard!" The young man left Shousuke-sama's office with a little vanity, his eyes full of anger, "Why did you do this kind of thing?!" Bastard! The young man didn't dare to throw his anger at Lord Shoufu, so he had to curse Zhang Cheng who was far away in London with anger.

"Humph! Useless stuff. Looking at the back of the young man stumbling away, Zhang Yue's face showed a look of disdain. At this level, you still dare to call yourself a royal elite? It's really a shame for Daming!

If you stay up late, you will feel tired. Zhang Yue leaned back on the wide chair and raised his hand to rub his forehead. I was thinking about whether to call a private doctor to come over for a massage to relieve my fatigue, and there was a knock on the office door again.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yue, who was disturbed, looked at the young secretary who walked in with a somewhat flustered expression with an unhappy face, and asked aloud.

"Your Excellency." The young man with a look of uneasiness on his face took a deep breath, looked at Shousuke with complicated eyes, and said softly, "I just received the news that the head of the Zhang family in Songjiang Mansion passed away half an hour ago. ”

Zhang Yue, who was leaning back on the chair and rubbing his forehead lightly, paused. There was a dead silence in the office.

A few secretaries felt that they didn't look at the yellow calendar when they went out today, so why did they encounter some burdensome things? "I should have applied for a shift today."

I don't know how long it took, just when the secretaries who were holding their breath felt like they were about to run out of breath. Shousuke, who had been silent, breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Oh, he's dead." ”

Shousuke-sama, with his eyes closed, waved his hand and motioned for everyone in the office to go out. The secretaries of state all left in a hurry, as if they had been granted amnesty. When the door was closed, the office fell silent, and only the breath of Shousuke-sama was gradually heavy. The sound of breath.

Zhang Yue, who had his eyes closed, forgot all the state affairs, all the tricks of power and scheming, and all the intrigues at this moment. He remembered that when he was a child, he went to school with his brother in Songjiang Mansion, climbed trees to dig birds' eggs, peed and watered ants together, and the past decades ago were re-presented in front of his eyes like a movie film. These memories that have long been pressed in the depths of my heart reappear.

"When did the counter-purpose begin?" It's been a long time, and there are some things that Shousuke-sama can't remember anymore. Lord Shoufu vaguely remembers that when he was still in school, his father said that he would choose one of the two of them to be trained as the heir of the Zhang family. After leaving his father's study that day, a pair of good brothers never spoke properly, and they became mortal enemies.

"Hey." Thinking of the methods that the good brother had used against him back then, Shousuke-sama couldn't help but chuckle. It's just that there is a touch of irrepressible sadness in the laughter.

Zhang Yue has been an official for decades, and countless opponents have fallen at his feet. Many of the methods used in it were used by his brother back then!

Since my father announced that his brother would be the heir. Zhang Yue, who lost his reputation, lover, wealth, and identity, resolutely left Songjiang Mansion, went north alone to the imperial capital, and was admitted to the imperial capital university on a work-study basis, and graduated with the first grade in the same class. After that, he officially entered the political arena, and after decades of hard work, he became the first assistant of the empire. That's twenty years!

All the grievances and grievances in the past few decades have come to an end with the death of the head of the Zhang family. For so many years, even until death, the head of the Zhang family never mentioned a word to let Lord Shoufu go home and have a look!

The quaint and elegant office fell into a long silence. I don't know how long it took, but Shousuke-sama put on his reading glasses again, picked up a document from the desk in front of him, and continued to review it.

Zhang Yue's expression was very calm, as if he had never heard the news of his brother's death.

Under the dark night, there have been too many stories

"It's a god." Wang Yan, who was a little thin, looked at Zhang Cheng in a handsome military uniform with strange eyes, and shook a few telegrams in his hand in disbelief: "The head of the Zhang family is dead, and the entire Zhang family is in a great chaos of infighting, and there is no longer the energy to pursue your affairs." Moreover, Lord Shoufu did not say anything about the death of the head of the Zhang family, and he didn't even send a message of condolence, let alone go back to the funeral. Now the Zhang family has become meat on the chopping board, and all major forces are sharpening their knives and preparing to attack the Zhang family. ”

"Huh." Zhan Shen took out a lighter and lit a cigarette, shook his head with a smile, "What you said earlier is right, but the latter is all wrong." ”

"Huh?" Wang Yan looked at Zhang Cheng with a puzzled expression, waiting for his explanation.

Zhang Cheng took the telegram and trembled, his eyes were slightly distracted, and he sighed lightly, "If Lord Shoufu really sends a message of condolence, or even goes directly to Songjiang Mansion for funeral, then the Zhang family will really be unlucky." Now this is the way to give the Zhang family, who is not deep, a chance to breathe. It seems that everyone is ready to snatch the benefits, but in fact, no one will touch the core interests of the Zhang family. What the Zhang family has lost is just some peripheral interests. As long as they can successfully survive this wave of disasters, the Zhang family may not be able to return to the top in a few decades. ”

"How so?" Wang Yan looked at Zhang Cheng with puzzlement, feeling that what Zhang Cheng said was completely incompatible with the information he received. The most bizarre thing is that Wang Yan actually felt that what Zhang Cheng said was correct!

"You." Zhang Cheng smiled and raised his hand to pat Wang Yan's shoulder, and said softly, "It's better to concentrate on your professional things, these things are not suitable for you." ”

Zhang Cheng is now attending a meeting in the official residence of the Governor. As for the content of the meeting, it is very simple, because of the tragedy that shocked the world at the entrance and exit of the concession, the British cabinet sent a formal high-level delegation to negotiate. Zhang Cheng, whether as the commander of the garrison or as the actual commander of the incident, was bound to attend the meeting.

Facing the British, whose faces were flushed and slapping the table and screaming angrily, Zhang Cheng got up noncommittally and left the conference room to smoke outside. It just so happened that Wang Yan brought him good news.

"There's good news." Wang Yan shook his head helplessly, and handed another telegram in his hand to Zhang Cheng, "A telegram from the Army Headquarters." They recognized your contribution to the defense of the Ming Dynasty and honor, and promoted you to lieutenant colonel. And once again, you will be awarded a Medal of Merit for Service in the Army. ”

Wang Yan looked at Zhang Cheng with a strange expression, "Don't say anything else, your luck is definitely super good." ”

Zhang Cheng took the telegram with a smile, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Wang Yan calmly, "Is it really just luck?" ”

This incident seems to be a matter of great luck and all aspects have come together, but in fact, Zhang Cheng has been constantly studying the information of various aspects. Including the first assistant, including the Governor, including the Zhang family. Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles. This sentence has been shouted for thousands of years, and the wisdom of the ancestors thousands of years ago can be directly used.

After receiving the good news, Zhang Cheng's mood was obviously high. Although the worry and depression during this period of time did not show on his face, Zhang Cheng has always borne it in his heart. Now that I finally have the results I want, I can finally be relieved from the huge pressure.

"Your Excellency!" Zhang Cheng, who had a smile in his eyes, returned to the conference room. Beckett, the well-dressed British Foreign Secretary with a wig on his head, stood up with a 'whoosh', stared at Zhang Cheng, the executioner who slaughtered the British, and accused him in fluent Beijing films: "It is very rude to leave the table without reason during diplomatic negotiations!" "Just by listening to what Beckett said, you can know that this is a study abroad official who has studied in the imperial capital.

As the world's super-empire for hundreds of years, Daming has become the first choice for almost anyone who wants to change the fate of the country or themselves. Studying in the imperial capital has become the most direct and effective way.

Zhang Cheng glanced at him lightly, smiled and did not speak. It is not these Europa people who can decide their fate, and Zhang Cheng has no need to make a false deal with them.

Handing the telegram from the Army Headquarters in his hand to the Governor-General, who was sitting in the first place, Zhang Cheng sat back in his chair as usual.

It's just that the unconcealable smile at the corners of his mouth and eyes has betrayed his mood at the moment. Even Major General Huang Shengjie, who had been sitting on the sidelines as a sculpture, couldn't help but poke his head out and look at the telegram in the governor's hand. He also really wanted to know what good news Zhang Cheng had received.

Speaking of which, Major General Huang Shengjie is also very sad. After so many years of messing around in the office of the Army Command, I finally got through. From the army headquarters where groups of generals gathered, he was transferred to the colony, and he was still the most prosperous colony in the Ming Dynasty as a garrison commander. I thought that my good days were coming, but I never thought that the situation here would be so chaotic, and the young people now would be so terrifying!

How Zhang Yao died, Major General Huang Shengjie knew very well in his heart. He never thought that Zhang Cheng, who looked pleasant and harmless to humans and animals, seemed to be so decisive with a chuckle on his face!

Whether it was cold-blooded ordering to shoot at the students, or fearlessly attacking Zhang Yao directly. This determination and courage are absolutely not available to him.

Thinking of this, Major General Huang Shengjie was trembling. He remembered that when he first came, he still treated Zhang Cheng as a nobody, wantonly taking power. If Zhang Cheng wants to deal with himself, then isn't he the one who is unlucky now?

Huang Shengjie may never understand. The male lion will be wary of the vigorous cheetah, but he will never take the wild boar foraging in the grass for grazing!

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