Zhang Zheng was thoughtful and seemed to have caught a little inspiration. Then he shook his head, still thinking about everything too simply.

"Figured it out?" Seeing his son shaking his head, Zhang Gongjin asked. Hearing his father's voice, Zhang Zheng subconsciously replied: "Not yet, I vaguely feel a little, but there is a layer of window paper that feels like it can't be broken." After listening to his son's answer, Zhang Gongjin couldn't help but smile dumbly: "It's right if you can't break it, when you officially step into the big dye vat of the court, you will be able to break it." In Zhang Gongjin's eyes, Zhang Zheng is just a child who is about to turn sixteen.

But this kid is just a mention of his own, and he can grasp a little feeling so quickly, which still makes Zhang Gongjin a little surprised.

Of course, Zhang Gongjin would not show this surprise on his face, but smiled and pointed out a clear way for his son.

Stepping into the court, it is the clear road pointed out by Zhang Gongjin for his youngest son.

"Let's go, your mother should be in a hurry." After Zhang Gongjin finished speaking, he strode forward with his hands behind his back.

"What do you mean, daddy......" Zhang Zheng was a little confused, what does it mean to be able to pierce it when he steps into the court, this sounds a little unserious.

However, Zhang Gongjin no longer spoke, but was ready to let Zhang Zheng realize himself. What you realize is not the same thing as what others tell you.

…… In the Guogong Mansion, red lanterns were hung everywhere, and the couplets that Zhang Zheng made in the morning were also pasted all over every gate of the Guogong Mansion.

Everyone's face was a look of joy and preparation for the holiday. The smell of food coming from the house, Zhang Zheng had already smelled it before he stepped into the threshold.

The sound made by Zhang Zheng's cannon in the morning did not seem to have any impact on the people of Chang'an City.

The whole Chang'an is still immersed in joy. In the Anzhou Farewell Mansion, which is thousands of miles away from Chang'an, Zhang Daxiang, the first heir to the Duke of Zou Guo and the then Anzhou Driver, was feasting guests in the mansion.

Without him, today is Yuanzheng, and it coincides with the 100-day banquet of the eldest son of the elephant in Anzhou, which can be described as a double happiness.

There are many people in Anzhou, from Lu Xing, the assassin of Anzhou, to the landlords and gentry of the major counties under the jurisdiction of Anzhou, almost all of them were present.

Anzhou is located in the area of Jiangnan, Jiangsu, and Zhejiang, and during the Tang Dynasty, the court's attention to Jiangnan was still much lower than that of Guanzhong, Shuzhong, Henan, Hebei, Shandong and other places.

Even if more than 30% of the grain in the center of the Tang Dynasty comes from Jiangnan every year. In the eyes of the Tang Dynasty monarchs, Jiangnan is still a wild land full of miasma.

In fact, today's Jiangnan is indeed not as prosperous as it was in the Song and Song dynasties, let alone becoming the economic pillar of the whole country as it was in the Yuan and Ming dynasties.

Except for a few large cities on both sides of the river, where millions of people live, the rest of the country is still a flood of fierce beasts and mosquitoes.

After all, the total population of Datang today is only 20 million, and the Central Plains alone accounts for three-quarters of the total population of Datang.

It is not surprising that large swaths of land south of the Yangtze River are barren. Anzhou is a lower state, with a total population of just over 100,000, and the county seat under its jurisdiction is only a small county with a population of more than 10,000 people, so it is naturally not very prosperous.

And it was such a first-in-law who didn't drive in Xiazhou to hold a 100-day banquet, and all the well-known figures in Anzhou were present, not to mention, even the assassin of Linzhou sent people to send congratulatory gifts.

This makes many people wonder what else we have to do. Some squires and landlords are naturally not qualified to know Zhang Daxiang's heels, but the characters in the official face of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang generations are very clear.

Of course, they don't bother to explain anything to others. Especially those who are puzzled are those rich people they don't look down on, and it is even more impossible for them to speak out to solve their doubts.

"Husband, Lu Tingshi and his wife have arrived, let's go out to greet you." In the study room of the Anzhou Farewell Mansion, a young man with a face similar to Zhang Zhengqi, but much more mature, is writing hard at the desk.

A woman in her twenties, with a bun on her head, and a baby in her arms breastfeeding.

The whole person exudes the brilliance of motherhood from the inside out, making the already beautiful woman even more bright and moving.

"No, we will leave for Chang'an in a few days, my father will not let me stay in Anzhou for too long, and my identity should not be involved too much with the local government." For the woman's proposal, the young man who was writing hard at the desk refused.

When the woman heard this, she just sighed softly: "After all, it is the history of Yizhou Thorn, your Shangguan." ”

"I know." The young man replied and said no more, but changed to a piece of rice paper and continued to write.

After making tea, the young man seemed to have finished writing, and folded a few pieces of rice paper into the envelope. The young man who is similar to Zhang Zheng is naturally Zhang Zheng's eldest brother-in-law, Zhang Daxiang, who is currently the assassin of Anzhou.

And that woman doesn't need to say much, she must be Zhang Daxiang's wife. The woman is from the Liu family in Hedong, and she is also from the gate valve, so she has such a temperament.

Seeing that the young man seemed to be reluctant to go out to meet guests, the woman's voice changed and she talked about other things.

"The second brother and the third brother wrote that they went back for the holiday this year, and they didn't know that their father and mother were in good health, and they couldn't be filial piety in front of their parents, and the concubine was ashamed." Listening to his wife talk about the second and third children, the young man who packed the letter finally showed a smile on his face.

Got up and walked to the woman's side, stretched out his finger and teased the child in the woman's arms who was sucking breast milk, and the child also stretched out his little hand and grabbed the young man's outstretched finger.

The young man teased the child in the woman's arms, and replied with a smile: "The younger brother wrote to me some time ago, my father and mother are in good health, and the second and third children are estimated to be married this year, they both have marriage contracts, and they are about the same age." It's the younger brother, I heard that he has made several contributions, and he has been knighted, and I don't know if he has been knighted, but he is still as naughty as in previous years. Hearing Zhang Daxiang talk about Zhang Zheng being knighted, the woman also had a smile on her face.

After all, in this era, it is normal for wives to be expensive for their husbands and mothers for their children. She married into the door of the Zhang family, and the Zhang family has two lords, and it is also a very face-saving thing for her to say it among the noble ladies in Chang'an.

Liu's eyes rolled and he said to Zhang Daxiang: "According to the concubine's body, you brothers are the most clever junior brothers, and he deserves to be knighted." It's the younger brother who will be crowned after the New Year, and there is no marriage contract yet. There are a few sisters on the side of the concubine's mother's family who have reached the age of marriage, and you say that the concubine should mention it to her mother. ”

"That's a matter between you and your mother, you can just watch it yourself." The young man replied with some indifference.