Zhang Zheng has Zhang Zheng's persistence, and Li Shimin has Li Shimin's pride. There are some things that Zhang Zheng doesn't want, and Li Shimin doesn't need to give them with a shy face.

This time, Zhang Zheng really disappointed him. If you want to achieve great things, how can you do it if your heart is not ruthless enough and your hands are not hot enough.

It's just that when he thought of Zhang Zheng's current age, Li Shimin was quickly relieved again. picked up the golden book, was stunned for a while, and muttered: "This kid, who to learn from is indecisive, I really don't know how Gongjin educated him......" Li Shimin muttered, and said to himself: "That's it, I'll give you another three years!" After speaking, he instructed Duan Zhixuan on the side: "Order, pull out the camp!" "It's been too long since I've been out of Chang'an, it's time to go back!

…… After Zhang Zheng came out of Li Shimin's tent. Without saying a word, he led two hundred armor soldiers to turn around and run south for three days and three nights!

For three days and three nights, eating, drinking, and Lazar were all settled on horseback. The two hundred armor soldiers were already exhausted, not to mention Zhang Zheng, a sixteen-year-old young man.

It's just that there is a anger in his heart that supports him, telling him to hold on a little longer, and hold on a little more. Finally, on the afternoon of the third day, Zhang Zheng and a group of people saw the ancestral house of the Zheng family in Xingyang!

Xingyang Zheng family, a thousand-year-old family, is one of the seven famous five surnames. One of the masterminds behind the war in the north is also one of the culprits who forced Lao Li Gang to die.

At the moment when he saw the somewhat dilapidated gate of the Zheng family, Zhang Zheng almost couldn't help but order the whole army to attack and slaughter the Zheng family.

It was only at the last moment that a trace of clear reason in the spirit platform prevented him from making this crazy decision.

The family gate valve is deeply rooted in Datang, and its control over the people is too strong. Li Er's layout took almost a year, and he almost played the entire north badly, so he could only force them to give in for ten years.

Li Er can ask Duan Zhixuan to slaughter the Boling Cui clan, but that is a famous teacher, and it is also to set an example for killing chickens and monkeys.

Zhang Zheng can't do this, unless Zhang Zheng's strength can be as great as Li Er's, and he is not afraid of the counterattack of the world's families!

Weakness is the original sin! So Zhang Zheng forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart.

"Chen Yu, go and ask Zheng Tong to come out and die!" Zhang Zheng gritted his teeth, and the coldness emanating from his body was like ten thousand years of ice.

"Yes!" After Chen Yu responded, he beat his horse and came to the gate of the Zheng family's ancestral house and shouted: "Give you an hour to think about it, let Zheng Tong come out and die, otherwise, don't say it in advance." After shouting, Chen Yu turned back to Zhang Zheng's side.

Secretly guarding against the cold arrows that the Zheng family might shoot, after all, how good the family is, he has personally understood it.

Zheng's concierge had already closed the door tightly when he saw Zhang Zheng leading two hundred armor soldiers to come.

The Zheng family has also been waiting for this day to come! Although it is said that forcing Li Gang to death is the request of all families, the person who passed the message was from the Zheng family.

They had known Zhang Zheng and knew that this was a person who would repay him. So for today's scene, they have long been prepared.

Zheng Song, the contemporary head of the Zheng family, convened a meeting of the immediate family. It's just that everyone's faces have a disapproving expression, and they don't put Zhang Zheng who is shouting outside the door in their eyes at all.

Zheng Tong was also impressively listed, still with a signature smile on his face. Zheng Songgao sat on the main seat, and said lightly to the descendants of the Zheng family who were doing it below: "He hasn't dared to attack our Zheng family yet, go and send him away personally!" Always let him bark in front of the door, and I couldn't hang it on Zheng's face when it was passed out. As soon as Zheng Song's words fell, a young man of the same age as Zhang Zheng stood up and recommended himself: "Second uncle, let me go." Zheng Song looked at the young man, a hint of softness flashed on his indifferent face, and he nodded and said, "But, then you can go, if you can't do anything, you can quickly retreat." ”

"Yes!" The young man arched his hand, with a confident smile on his face, and he was in his chest. The young man's name is Zheng Sui, and he is the only posthumous son of Zheng Song's brother.

If it weren't for the early death of Zheng Song's eldest brother, it would not be Zheng Song's turn to be the head of the family. And Zheng Sui is also one of the most talented young people in the Zheng family's younger generation.

After Zheng Sui walked out of the meeting hall, another teenager who was about the same age as Zheng Sui suddenly got up.

He arched his hand at Zheng Song and said, "Father, the child heard that there is a new weapon in that Zhang Zheng's hand, which is powerful enough to open mountains and crack rocks, so you must guard against it." ”

"Huh?" Zheng Song's heart moved, the person in front of him was his son-in-law. Zhang Zheng has a powerful weapon in his hand, which is no secret in the family.

I heard that Zhang Zheng had fought against Confucianism in the court for this reason, and he also asked His Majesty to re-establish a firearms bureau from outside the weapons prison.

If Zhang Zheng, the bastard, threw a few into the Zheng family's ancestral house regardless of it, it would really be a troublesome matter.

Although Zheng Song didn't believe that Zhang Zheng had the courage from the bottom of his heart. But who would dare to bet, just in case? Zheng Song glanced appreciatively at this son whom he had high hopes for.

Then he instructed the others: "Quan'er is right, Zhang Zheng's temperament is also known to everyone, this matter must be guarded against." Evacuate the clansmen through the back door, and it's not too late to come back after Zhang Zheng leaves! Hearing this, everyone in the hall had different thoughts.

You father and son don't talk about this sooner or later. As soon as Zheng stepped out of the door, you had to withdraw all the clansmen.

Interesting. However, no one refuted Zheng Song's words. Zheng Sui, after all, is just a child without a father.

The internal struggle of the family is not as exciting as the royal family. Everyone got up with different thoughts to arrange the evacuation of the clansmen.

Only Zheng Tong had a gleam in his eyes, but he had an easy-going smile on his face, so that people couldn't see what he was thinking.

"Wow~squeak!" The Zheng family's ancestral house slowly opened, making a tooth-aching squeak. Alone, Zheng Sui stepped out of the gate of the ancestral house and slowly walked forward to Zhang Zheng's horse.

"Foolish brother Zheng Sui, I've seen Brother Zhang Shi" Zheng Sui arched his hand towards Zhang Zhengyi, and he was still fearless in the face of the murderous two hundred armor soldiers.

The temperament is elegant and easy-going, making people feel like a spring breeze. Even Zhang Zheng, who was steaming with anger, had to admit that the family was really out of reach in cultivating disciples.

At least this Zheng Sui is good. But Zhang Zheng won't let Zheng Tong go because he is good-looking.

Seeing that the Zheng family sent a young man out, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and asked Zheng Sui: "What about Zheng Tong, let him come out and die!" ”

"The third uncle went out to visit friends, but he was not at home, if Brother Zhang wants to visit the third uncle, why don't you come back another day?" Zheng replied without being humble or arrogant, and did not change his temperament because of Zhang Zheng's attitude.

There was a smile on his face that was unique to the disciples of the great clan, as if nothing could cause them to fluctuate emotionally.