Although the sun was shining outside, warm as spring, and a vibrant scene, it could not give Zhang Yinxiang standing in the ancestral hall a trace of warmth in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, Zhang Fugui did not have his usual amiable face, but his somewhat bloated figure exuded a trace of majesty, which made the surrounding atmosphere a little depressing.

A red flame flashed in the darkness, lit the cigarette stick, took a deep breath and then spit it out, and suddenly there was a confusion in front of him. Zhang Fugui stared at it quietly, and a wisp of green smoke floated up in front of the cigarette stick. After another puff, the tobacco in front of the pole flashed red sparks, then calmed down again, and then the green smoke rose.

Young Master Zhang looked at Zhang Fugui who was constantly pacing back and forth in front of him and felt a little frightened, since Zhang Fugui brought him to the ancestral hall, he let him stand in front of the tablet, and then he was silent, but his face full of dark clouds showed the anger in his heart.

"Get down on my knees. A thunderous shout sounded in the ears of Young Master Zhang, and Zhang Yinxiang, who was standing a little impatient and wandering thousands of miles in fright, had weak calves and knelt straight on the bluestone slab.

Looking at the son kneeling in front of him, looking at Zhang Yinxiang who was kneeling on the ground, Zhang Fugui hated iron and steel, but he was a little afraid, Zhang Fugui was not angry that Zhang Yinxiang whipped Zhao Ping privately, this is nothing to Zhang Fugui, just a subordinate. Zhang Fugui was annoyed that Zhang Yinxiang had no brains, no scheming at all, and was played around by others.

"Do you know what's wrong?" a deep voice sounded in Zhang Yinxiang's ears.

Zhang Yinxiang's eyes widened, his face lowered and he said a little unconvinced: "I'm not wrong, if it wasn't for that subordinate stopping me, there wouldn't be so many things, I'll punish him a little bit for what's wrong." The more Zhang Yinxiang spoke, the more excited he became, and he wanted to stand up with his hands dancing.

Zhang Fugui, who was a little depressed after a long time, looked at Zhang Yinxiang, who was still unrepentant, and the anger accumulated in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he raised his hand and slapped it fiercely on the soft face of Zhang Yinxiang, who was kneeling on the ground, and suddenly a five-finger red mark was pasted on his face.

Raising his hand and touching the left side of his face, feeling the hot and painful feeling above, Zhang Yinxiang fell to the ground and looked at Zhang Fugui who was standing in disbelief. Zhang Yinxiang didn't expect that his father, who had loved him very much since he was a child, would beat him this time, and wanted to stand up and debate with his father, but when he caught a glimpse of Zhang Fugui's gloomy face, he couldn't help but feel a little pestle in his heart.

"Kneel here for me to reflect on, and don't come out if you don't understand. Dropping a cruel word, Zhang Fugui walked out of the ancestral hall with his sleeves brushed up, leaving Zhang Yinxiang alone to kneel quietly on the ground.

Time always passes easily, two months have passed since Zhao Ping's injury, after Lang Zhong's timely diagnosis, plus after recuperating for a while, Zhao Ping's injuries have long been healed.

God is unfair!

Zhao Ping sighed and put down the firewood knife in his hand, the palm holding the firewood knife had been ground to the ground, and it was painful to touch it. Originally, these jobs were not done by Zhao Ping, but that time Gu Jianfeng's fall from the horse annoyed the little young master, so that the little young master was punished by the head of the family, and his status plummeted, and now he has fallen to this chopping wood. Lin Qu was just the opposite of Zhao Ping, Zhao Fugui didn't stop the little master in order to punish him, so he let him be punished with the little master, but the little master felt that he had a feeling of sympathy with him, and he valued him even more.

Zhao Ping cleaned the wound with water, and the irritating pain made Zhao Ping grin and gasp. In the past two months, Zhao Ping has truly realized what it means to be human, like thin paper, and the world is like a chess game. In the past, when Zhao Ping was in the limelight, he was called in front of Brother Zhao and Brother Zhao in front of him, but now that Zhao Ping had an accident, he was not treated by the young master, so he hid far away one by one, and didn't say a word of greeting when he met, as if Zhao Ping was a beast in the wilderness, lest he avoid it.

After stacking the chopped firewood, Zhao Ping tidied up his clothes, and was about to go back to get some food to fill his empty stomach, when a servant next to the old man walked over quickly and called out to Zhao Ping, who was about to leave.

"Zhao Ping, put down the work in your hand and come with me, the master has something to do with you in the hall. Ignoring Zhao Ping's doubts, after informing Zhao Ping, he walked away, as if he was going to inform others.

Zhao Ping was also too busy to fill his stomach, and with a stomach full of doubts, he turned around and walked in the direction of the hall. Since he was whipped by the little master last time, Zhang Fugui, as the head of the family, only inquired at the beginning, and asked someone to ask Lang Zhong to cure Zhao Ping, and he never paid attention to Zhao Ping again.

The weather in the early summer evening was not cold, because the head of the family summoned him, Zhao Ping hurriedly ran over, and when he arrived at the hall, his back was slightly wet, and there was nothing in his stomach, and Zhao Ping's physique was not very good, so he felt a little dizzy. After Zhao Ping breathed a sigh of relief, he already realized that there was already a figure standing in the hall, which was Lin Qu, who had been proud of the spring breeze recently.

Lin Qu can't be prouder recently, although last time he was severely punished by the master for not stopping the little young master, I thought this time was over, but I didn't expect that it would be a blessing in disguise, the little young master felt that he was the most loyal person to him, and he trusted himself, his status rose, and now no servant saw him dissatisfied and respectful.

Today, he was approached by the head of the house and said that he had something to order, Lin Qu was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that he had already received the attention of the head of the house, as long as he did what the head of the house ordered well, he would definitely get a rich reward, so Lin Qu ran to the hall early, and waited for a while and did not see the head of the house coming, but waited for Zhao Ping, who ran a little out of breath.

As the so-called enemies are very red when they meet, but after the incident last time, Zhao Ping felt that he had suddenly grown up and matured, and knew that he could not conflict with Lin Qu in this hall, so he just turned around silently, and some dark rooms blocked his expression, but the undulating shoulders showed his inner unpeace.

Seeing that Zhao Ping ignored him, Lin Qu suddenly became angry, stretched out his hand in front of him and grabbed Zhao Ping's shoulder, wanting to pull him out. Zhao Ping's eyes and Lin Qu met in the air, what kind of eyes were this, in the red eyes, anger, hatred, and helplessness were constantly intertwined, as if there was a flame about to swallow Lin Qu in front of him.

Lin Qu was taken aback by Zhao Ping's eyes, and the words that he was going to laugh at Zhao Ping seemed to be blocked in his throat, but his lips moved slightly but he didn't speak. Immediately, a nameless fire rose in his heart, Lin Qu just wanted to continue arguing with Zhao Ping, and a clear sound of footsteps came into the hall from the door of the hall, making Lin Qu and Zhao Ping have to let go of each other and hide aside.

Zhang Fugui sat on the first seat with a reluctant Zhang Yinxiang, rubbing the jade ring on his finger, looking at the two people standing in front of him with half-squinted eyes, and a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

The time for a stick of incense passed, and Zhao Ping and Lin Qu didn't say a word after seeing that Zhang Fugui was just sitting there, and they were still looking at themselves, both of them looking a little cramped. Fortunately, Zhang Fugui didn't let Zhao Ping wait longer, took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, put down the teacup in his hand, and said softly to Zhao Ping: "I called you two here today because I have something to entrust you to do." ”

After saying this, he paused again, stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Yinxiang, who was standing beside him, and said: "I am going to send the young master to the Four Elephants Sect to learn martial arts, and the two of you will also follow the young master to the Four Elephants Sect to take care of the young master, and set off in three days, and each of you will go back to prepare, pack up your things and prepare to go." ”

Zhao Ping couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the order of the head of the family, and the radiant silver light suddenly flashed in his mind, his heart couldn't help but beat a little faster, and his face looked a little ruddy because of the congestion.

Zhao Ping suddenly found that he had a heart-pounding feeling about power, and he could stay away from the Zhang family again, and he went to learn martial arts.

Since the last incident, Zhao Ping had the idea of leaving the Zhang family, but he didn't expect it to come true so soon.

Finding Zhao Ping's excitement, the corners of Zhang Fugui's mouth raised a trace of helplessness, since the last incident, Zhang Fugui disciplined his little son well, only to find that he can be regarded as a chest without ink, in order for his son to have a good future in the future, Zhang Fugui had to send him to the martial arts sect to learn martial arts, just the Four Elephants Sect is recruiting disciples, Zhang Fugui contributed gold and silver and then went to the back door to stuff Zhang Yinxiang in, hoping that he can have some achievements in learning martial arts. At first, Zhang Yinxiang didn't agree, but he had no choice but to give in to Zhang Fugui's request.

The Four Elephants Sect is a large sect, and it is not possible to enter with money, and only three people can be sent in with the status of the Zhang family.

Originally, he just took Lin Qu to take care of the little young master alone, after all, Lin Qu is a person who has followed the little young master since he was a child, but after the last incident, Zhang Fugui was a little uneasy, so he thought of Zhao Ping, who was forgotten by him, his son's virtue Zhang Fugui was very clear, he hoped that Zhao Ping could stop Zhang Yinxiang from doing something stupid at a critical time, so he brought Zhao Ping.

After sending away the two people who were shocked by the news, Zhang Fugui pulled Zhang Yinxiang to the inner hall, after all, there are many things outside than at home, and he has to tell Zhang Yinxiang well, so as not to be fooled outside.

Zhao Ping walked to the residence in a daze, he didn't know when he was separated from Lin Qu, and he didn't say hello when he saw the people around him, and the excitement of going to learn martial arts remained in his mind.

The night, quietly, the moonlight shining on the earth, as if it was a layer of light veil, and as if it was a layer of heavy frost. The night is beautiful, but it also reveals a little bit of bleakness, which makes people feel a little sentimental. Tonight's wind is cool, and even the moon seems to be infecting the world with sorrow.

Lying on the hard bed, Zhao Ping had no intention of sleeping, the corners of his eyes flashed with sorrow and sadness, and the thought of leaving the Zhang family, leaving the second uncle again, and leaving his relatives, couldn't help but make Zhao Ping feel a little uncomfortable. The house cat outside the window seemed to be moved by Zhao Ping's sadness, and shouted with a long cry.

Dreaming represents the ancestors asking for recommendations, asking for **, and asking for rewards.