The four personal maids sent by the Xiong Jing Zhang clan to serve Zhang Huansheng all have festivals in their names, called Chunxi, Summer Leaves, Autumn Marks, and Winter Clouds, and it was Chunxi who paced into the quiet room at this time to speak.

After a few days, these personal maids and Zhang Huansheng met from time to time, and they were familiar with each other, but their attitude was always the same, respectful and distant, and they never deliberately flattered and close.

On the contrary, Zhang Huansheng, with a strong temperament inside and out, has known the maids for a long time, and gradually became casual in his speech, and said casually: "Rice, this time is not appropriate, what kind of rice is used."

Did the cook in the main courtyard suffer from sickness? ”

"Gentleman, this is the rule of the house," Chunxi explained lightly: "It's really not about the cook."

If the head of the family is in charge of government affairs and has not returned for many days, once he returns home, he will inevitably gather the nobles of the family and gather in the main courtyard for dinner. ”

"I see." Zhang Huansheng nodded abruptly when he heard this, and strolled out of the quiet room.

Several other personal maids and servants outside the door were already ready, and when they saw Zhang Huansheng appearing, they gathered around him, and walked out of the courtyard, through most of the mansion, and came to a simple three-story wooden building.

At this time, the garden under the stone steps outside the building was already full of servants and maids.

Chunxi, who was leading the way in front, stood still, turned his head and whispered to Zhang Huansheng: "Gentleman, this is the main courtyard, we can only wait outside, you can go in quickly." ”

Zhang Huansheng nodded lightly in response, and then under the gaze of hundreds of servants around him, he quickly walked up the stone steps and walked into the wooden building.

The building is a warm pavilion, surrounded by jade screens on three sides, and some fancy furnishings, in the middle of which is placed a large and amazing, enough to sit around more than 30 people on the rosewood table.

At this time, an old man with a stern face was sitting on the main seat of the log table, and said in a deep voice: "The people in the forest have broken the power this time, Yan, Xu... The coalition forces of several countries plundered 22 cities and more than 300 towns as if they were in a no-man's land.

If they continue to do this, they will be like dogs in their coming-of-age years, and they will become the danger of destroying the country..."

That old man was the contemporary head of the Xiongjing Zhang family, Zhang Maosong, who had met with Zhang Huansheng in the official post and was respectfully known as the Duke of Maosong.

During the conversation, he saw Zhang Huansheng break into his eyes, paused, stretched out his finger and said: "Listen, everyone, this is the orphan son born by the daughter of the Qingtan Gong, and it is also the eldest son of the 738th generation of my Xiongjing Zhang family, and he has taken a common name called Zhang Huansheng." ”

Zhang Maosong's tone was not flat, but after hearing this, the two old men on the table who looked quite similar to him, also had shiny foreheads and slender eyes, but one applauded and laughed: "I said why when I asked the good luck just now, there were three auspicious images in succession, it turned out to be the Qilin'er who was exiled from my Xiongjing Zhang family, no wonder, no wonder." ”；

One stood up directly, stepped forward, took Zhang Huansheng's hand, and pressed him to sit on the throne on Zhang Maosong's right hand, and said: "I heard that you have realized the power of the destiny of Chunmangjun to resist the wind and summon the clouds at a young age, and the power of the great abyss in your body is also quite strong. The demeanor is very kind.

Hearing these words, more than ten other people who had already sat down had subtle changes in their expressions, some of them changed color, and some of them smiled meaningfully, nodding their heads and saying yes.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Maosong's brows furrowed, and he said: "Nanlin, Qihe, don't talk nonsense, the future is ever-changing, how can it be determined now." ”

After that, without waiting for his two siblings to speak, he pointed at them and said to Zhang Huansheng: "This is your second ancestor Zhang Nanlin, the fifth ancestor Zhang Qihe, and I are brothers, but we have already separated from each other."

Now one is the history of the household department, and the other is the transfer of officers from the military department battalion, and today there is something I found here. ”

In addition to practicing in the Zhangfu Courtyard in the past few days, Zhang Huansheng also deliberately took some time out to read a lot of etiquette books in the study to solve his doubts, knowing that in the land of Yanhuang, in ancient times, at the beginning of the Middle Ages, the wealthy families and nobles all loved to choose virtuous and virtuous descendants as the heads of the family.

But for some reason, civil strife is frequent, and it is often self-extinct.

Later, Emperor Xia ruled the world, changed the rules, abolished the system of establishing virtues, and stipulated in the law of the king that unless the eldest son of the noble family commits an unforgivable heinous crime, there is no need to be canonized, and he is born to be the future leader of the family.

At that time, this rule seemed unreasonable, and many people wrote to admonish them, worried that once the eldest sons of those stupid noble families became the heads of the family, the country would be in turmoil.

But the strange thing is that after a long time, the great chaos of this state has never appeared, but the noble families and nobles who must have had a civil strife in previous generations have become orderly.

Since then, there has been very little internal strife, and even decay has been caused from the outside.

In this case, the system of inheritance of the elder has naturally been handed down, and finally became the iron law of Yanhuang, not only the wealthy families will never dare to violate, but also the families who boast some identities and status, but also use this to ensure that the family wealth and strength are not dispersed.

In this way, after Zhang Huansheng was pretended to be the eldest son of Xiong Jing's Zhang family, nine out of nine will become the future head of the Zhang family, Zhang Nanlin and Zhang Qihe's praise just now is not too much, strictly speaking.

But Zhang Maosong's expression and words became strange because of those words, which couldn't help but make Zhang Huansheng have some conjectures about the contradictions he had experienced in the past few days.

After pondering for a while, he decided to be cautious in his words and deeds before learning the real inside story of the matter, so he did not respond much to the enthusiasm shown by Zhang Nanlin and Zhang Qihe, and after listening to Zhang Maosong's words, he only stood up respectfully, saluted, and greeted, "The second ancestor and the fifth ancestor are fine." And he was silent.

Seeing Zhang Huansheng's taciturn appearance, Zhang Mao's frowning brows finally stretched a little, and he introduced the other Zhang family members to Zhang Huansheng one by one.

As he spoke, people walked into the warm pavilion one after another, and the round table of red sandalwood slowly filled, and finally there were only five empty seats left.

When Zhang Nanlin saw it, he suddenly smiled and said: "Why hasn't the nephew's family come yet, it won't be that he thinks that the children left in the market have already realized the two powers of destiny."

For more than ten years, he has been circling around some small profits, martial arts, spells, and supernatural powers, and he has no shame. ”

As soon as the words fell, a clear woman's voice came from outside the door, "Second uncle, the population of your family, together with servants and maids, is only more than a hundred people, and you know that maintaining a single retainer and family general is hundreds or thousands, and the retinues, servants, cooks, gardeners, and laborers in the prime of life... There are thousands of young maids and small servants together, how difficult it is for wealthy families.

Without the small profits in your mouth to maintain, everything is like building a foundation on sand, and no matter how big the foundation is, it will inevitably collapse in one day. ”