Wearing a light blue silk brocade robe, a ferret warm scarf, and official boots, the Eastern Han Dynasty Emperor Liu Hong's permanent attendant, the eunuch Zhang Rang, sat on the warm chair, ignoring the little eunuch kneeling in the hall, observing his appearance in the bronze mirror, his face seemed to be regretful.

The hair is neatly tied, the temples are gray, the face is slightly elongated, and the face is wrinkled.

Alas~~, it's still old. Zhang Rang sighed in his heart.

His Majesty has appeared old, then he should also be old, and he has stopped taking deer blood deer milk a few years ago. Now, my skin that was originally well-maintained is no longer able to hide its age.

Wang Fu died, Cao Jie also died, and finally boiled those damn old guys to death, but he was also old. Zhang let his thoughts flow, and the little eunuch knelt on the ground and waited, without making a sound.

In the end, the position of Da Changqiu was still taken by Zhao Zhong, and the oath of the old brothers to watch over each other was just a joke, Zhao Zhong, Zhao Zhong, you are close to the Yuan family, you are trying to be friendly with the Huangfu family, do you really think they can help you to be good in the township?

A cold flash flashed in the corner of Zhang Rang's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he turned helpless again.

Complaining that Zhao Zhong is unwise? Alas~~ Isn't he the same? Zhang Rang was helpless, and his eyes turned with grief and indignation.

Yingchuan Xun clan, you have tried your best to protect your Xun family, but you can't wait for a thank you? In the good name township, is it difficult for us to find our roots in the end, why do you deceive people so far!

"Smack!" The bronze mirror in his hand that could clearly shine on the silk hair was thrown out by Zhang Rang.

The little eunuch below trembled slightly, looked up at Zhang Rang, got up slowly, and saw that Zhang Rang had no anger, so he walked to the bronze mirror that was thrown out, picked it up, and put it aside lightly.

"Uncle sends property to Youzhou? What is the gift? In a neutral voice, Zhang Rangcai asked the little eunuch.

"A little plain silk and brocade silk are all middle and lower products. Ten high-grade jade beads, a set of high-grade wedding dresses, three sets of medium-grade skirts, a piece of superb purple gold, four pairs of gold silk inner armor, and... And... The little eunuch reported one item after another in an orderly manner, but in the end, he hesitated.

"And what?" Zhang Rang frowned and asked impatiently.

"And a Zhang Gong sigil." The little eunuch said softly.

"Huh? Medium and low-grade? High-grade wedding dress, four pairs of inner armor? Hehe, my brother really has some thoughts, hehehehe. Squinting and pondering, Zhang Rang let out a laugh for a moment, as if happy, but the laughter was slightly sharper.

"Zhang Gong, is the sigil recovered?" The little eunuch asked tentatively, but seeing Zhang Rang's eyes glancing at him with coldness, the little eunuch hurriedly lowered his head and lowered his hand.

The people of the Eastern Han Dynasty also had etiquette, but even if the people got along with the eunuchs, the so-called rules and etiquette were more to highlight the bearing of the gift-giver, and they were not so rigorous. However, among these eunuchs, they are cautious in their words and deeds, and their words and deeds seem to have some metaphors.

"Go and ask the uncle to go back to the house." Zhang Rang said to the little eunuch, and the little eunuch was ordered to retreat.

The so-called uncle is Zhang Rang's lost brother, and he is also Zhang Xiuniang's father who absconded with money, Zhang Xiuniang has been worried a lot in the past two years, but he has no news, and Liu Cang is also helpless.

And now, Liu Cang and Zhang Xiuniang, who are far away in Zhuo County, are afraid that they don't know that that guy is really related to Zhang Changshi, who is in power and in the opposition, and has become the uncle in the mouth of Zhang Rang's disciples.

After a moment of waiting, an old man in a gray and black brocade robe appeared in front of Zhang Rang, with a thin figure, a wrinkled black face, a little uneasiness on his face, and his eyes flashed, as if he was cunning.

On the other side, Zhang Rang noticed the old man's demeanor, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled into a smile.

This is Zhang Rang's brother, the father of the embroidery girl, Zhang Feng.

"Gong Zhang, what called me in a hurry?" Zhang Feng walked closer and said respectfully to Zhang Rang.

"Call me brother! Do you want outsiders to add me a disrespectful brother!? The smile on the corner of his mouth retracted, and Zhang Rang said sharply.

"Brother, it's not that you don't know, I'm really not used to it. Besides, all the people in this house are in awe of you, and do not lose my prestige because of me, a vulgar man. Zhang Feng's face froze, and he said helplessly for a moment.

"You are my brother, blood relatives, what kind of prestige, there are only two of us left in the Zhang family, with me, you are a nobleman, a noble person, who dares to say that you are vulgar."

Zhang Rang had a rare sincerity on his face, walked up to Zhang Feng, pulled him, and sat on the low floor together.

The two of them sat down, and their own attendants served tea soup and pastries.

The attendant retreated, Zhang Rang picked up a piece of pastry and handed it to Zhang Feng, and then picked up a piece himself, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed, but only in front of Zhang Feng would Zhang Rang be so relaxed.

Zhang Feng has long been accustomed to Zhang Rang's intimate attitude towards him, and it seems that Zhang Rang has some kind of inexplicable paranoia towards him.

After getting along for a long time, he also felt sorry for his younger brother, but seeing Zhang Rang's usual behavior, Zhang Feng was inevitably afraid of him.

"Alas~, you are really, cowardly since childhood, and you have not changed since you were old, if you had come to me for a few years, just a lieutenant, why do you have to make such trouble now." The two drank tea and ate cakes, seeing that Zhang Feng was relaxed, Zhang Rang said in a homely manner.

"If it's troublesome, forget it, you serve by the emperor's side, you have to be careful in everything, I'm this age, and it's not that material." Zhang Feng said to Zhang, and his tone couldn't help but bring out some concern.

Zhang Feng is a common man, but half a year ago, he watched Zhang Rang kill Cao Jie's younger brother, and then he had an official position that made his legs tremble, Yue Cavalry Captain.

Captain Yue Cai, one of the five captains of the Northern Army, is in charge of the Standing Yue Cavalry Battalion of the Beijing Division, with a rank of more than 2,000 stones, a high official position, and no work, mostly held by people who are close to and trusted by the emperor.

Zhang Feng can be said to have stepped on the head of the previous captain of Yue Cai to ascend to the sky in one step, well, the severed head.

After taking office, Zhang Feng didn't dare to show his face in front of his battalion generals, and as a result, Zhang Rang began to plan for him to be the captain of the division again.

Although that thing is the same as the 'annual salary' of the captain of the Yue cavalry, it is much more ruthless than the captain of the Yue cavalry.

The division is subordinate to the state, and the lieutenant of the division is in charge of the army, responsible for inspection, and nominally can interrogate and arrest all bureaucratic elites, and now it is his cousin He Jin who sits in this position.

In this period when the state pastor has not yet appeared, the captain of Si Li is a state pastor squatting on the edge of the imperial city, and the weight of his power obviously does not need to be said.

Let him, who was still muddy a few years ago, still fighting for water with a teenage kid, and almost being a childish old man hanging on the southeast branch to be the captain of the school?

He just went to Luoyang to try his luck, play an autumn breeze, and it is best to eat and wait for death, but how did it become the current situation?

Zhang Feng said: I am so tired.

"How can you forget it? The Zhang family is now just you and me, and I have followed Your Majesty in this life, and I will leave a memory for future generations. Zhang Rang couldn't see Zhang Feng flinching, and felt that Zhang Feng was also concerned about him, and there was some pain in his tone.

"The Zhang family will start from you and me, and this lieutenant is very important, if you are in charge, you can also help me, except for my brother, there is no one credible." While speaking, Zhang Rang looked at Zhang Feng, full of emotion.

"Alas~~, for brother... Do your best for your brother, even if you fight for this old life, try it for your brother. Zhang Feng's face was complicated, he gritted his teeth and patted his legs, but in a blink of an eye, he began to be deflated again.

"Brother, don't worry, I will arrange everything for my brother, this matter is not urgent. And my brother still needs to work hard, and he still needs to leave a bloodline inheritance for my Zhang family. Zhang Rang comforted, and the urging that came in a blink of an eye made Zhang Feng's eyes darken.

Work hard, the old man really worked hard, but the old man's age, the bloodline can't come out, it's understandable, right?

"Lu Zhi's husband is not younger than you, and he won't give birth to a son this year." It seemed that Zhang Feng's mind was in his mind, and Zhang Rang encouraged.

"When an old man escapes from the wasteland, how can he compare with others." Zhang Feng was also a little anxious.

Because of his arrival, Zhang Rang arranged more than a dozen personal maids in various senses for him in the house, and he was quite happy at first, but after two years, now he has backache, back pain, and leg cramps, which is really a bit unaffordable.

Earlier, I heard that Zhang Rang had the intention of giving him another batch, and when he mentioned this kind of thing, he wanted to die.

Let's talk about being a lieutenant, shall we? The old man wants to struggle.

"Why can't it be compared, he has only given birth to a son now, so your daughter is an adult." Zhang Rang didn't care that Zhang Feng was in a hurry, quite irresponsible, and said softly.

"It's an embroidery girl, and the old man can't mess around like this, I... Zhang Feng was angry and suddenly stopped talking, but he saw Zhang Rang looking at him strangely.

"Xiuniang, huh, Zhang Xiuniang? My niece? My nephew? Zhang Rang said coldly, but a strange light flashed in his eyes.

“。。。” Zhang Feng was silent, shouting in his heart, go to the ball!

Looking at Zhang Rang's cold face like ice slag, Zhang Feng considered, should he give his brother a knock first?