After watching the three of them enter the mansion, a guard whispered:

"The young shopkeeper of the Gu family actually gave the Sixth Master a big bag of things. I wonder what it was inside. Will there be a lot of gold, silver, jewelry and martial arts secrets?"

"No matter what it is, it is definitely a good thing. Let's report to the lady quickly. The lady asked us to keep an eye on the Sixth Master. Sure enough, there will be rewards. If the lady is happy, we will be considered to have made contributions. At that time, the reward will definitely be indispensable."

"Yes." The guard next to him responded quickly.

The two men chose one of them, and ran in to report to Li.

At the same time, Zhang Yian led the Wednesday page dressed by Mr. Yuan and Gu Shun, along the side corridor where the servants entered and exited, and passed through the second entrance door, and stopped in front of a house with extremely dilapidated appearance.

"Mr. Yuan, Brother Zhou, this is my residence."

Both of them were stunned, but they didn't expect that Zhang Yian would actually live in such a place.

Mr. Yuan said in confusion: "Listen to the names of those servants just now, are you not the young master of the Zhang family? Could it be that you have made some mistakes and were punished to reflect here?"

Zhang Yian shook his head bitterly and said, "No, let's go in and talk."

The drizzle of rain fell from the sky, and along the gray eaves, it fell into dozens of silver-white water lines, connected from the roof to the ground. To put it nicely, it was called the Water Curtain Room, but to put it bluntly, the house was short and flat, and it leaked.

The walls of the exterior wall of the house were stained with water stains, and a lot of wall skins fell. The chimneys in the southeast corner of the house were obviously different from the color of the house, and were later built with stones.

The whole house shows a sense of shabbyness and dilapidation everywhere.

Mr. Yuan and Gu Shun are the princes of the capital and the other are the only son of the Gu family. They have lived in a pampered and generous manner since childhood. Naturally, they have never lived in such a house.

Not to mention the deep courtyard of the palace, even in the Gu Mansion, there has never been such a dilapidated house in hundreds of houses.

Neither of them was talking, but kept staring at the house.

Zhang Yian pushed open the door and shouted halfway: "Mom, I'll reply..." and suddenly got stuck.

He hurriedly threw away the oil-paper umbrella from his hand and ran into the house.

Gu Shun and Mr. Yuan were also surprised and followed in one after another.

As I saw that the house was in a mess, as if it was robbed by bandits, flirting with clothes and cabinets, and messy items were everywhere. The loom in the room was also dismantled into a pile of parts, and a piece of coarse cloth torn in half was hung on the loom.

There are almost no place to stay in the house, and it is messy everywhere.

Zhang Yian stepped forward and helped his mother kneeling on the ground sobbing helplessly, "Mom, what's wrong? Who did it?"

Zhang's mother's hair was disheveled and stood up from the ground in a mess. She was holding a white porcelain bowl that had fallen in half tightly in her hand. She couldn't help but apologize:

"Yi An, it's my mother who's sorry for you. I didn't protect the gold you want to return to Young Master Gu, and they snatched it away."

Zhang Yian asked with great anxiety and concern: "Mom, they didn't do anything to you, are you injured? Tell me who did it, and the child goes to settle the score with them."

Zhang's mother grabbed Zhang Yian's arm, tears streaming her eyes, and shook her head desperately, "No, don't go, you can't fight them. If you have a few things, I won't live anymore."

"But they bully people too much. Do you really think that we mother and I'm easy to bully? I'll go find my father now. Even if I kneel outside for a day today, I'll ask my father to seek justice for us."

Zhang's mother grabbed Zhang Yian, whose eyes were so angry that she was merciless, and begged: "Children, be obedient, we can't fight them. Don't cause trouble for your father, let's bear it and pass."

"Mother" Zhang Yian was angry and anxious, and his heart was as if he hadn't stopped him. If his mother hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed out to fight for them.

After all, Zhang Yian is a seven-year-old child. No matter how mature he is, he will inevitably lose his composure when he sees this scene in front of him.

The mother and son hugged each other and cried loudly.

Gu Shun held the bag and clenched his hand tightly. Although the Zhang family's move was invisibly pushing him, Zhang Yian was his subordinate after all, and he could not allow his subordinates to be bullied.

Master Yuan also sighed a lot, looking at the lichens and mattresses, and was full of sympathy and indignation for Zhang Yian's situation.

Zhang's mother cried and found that there were two people standing in the house. She hurriedly wiped away her tears. She was afraid that someone sent by the Zhang family.

If they saw their miserable appearance and pissed them up to their wife, they would inevitably be deducted money for false charges.

In the Zhang family, being weak is the original sin.

Zhang Yian wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and quickly introduced: "Mom, this is Mr. Yuan, the one he taught the child to learn Spring and Autumn. The other is the entourage beside Mr. Gu, Brother Zhou. The child originally wanted to invite them to sit at home, but he didn't expect..."

Zhang's mother walked up to the two of them, reached out to shake hands with them and said, "You are Yi'an's benefactors. It's great to see you. It's just that you can see such a messy scene and you can't sit at home. Why don't you ask Yi'an to ask you to find a restaurant outside and I'll clean up the house immediately."

The family was just smashed, and no one felt good, but Zhang's mother still forced herself to welcome the two of them.

However, this scene was extremely bitter in Gu Shun and Mr. Yuan's eyes.

It was the first time Gu Shun saw Zhang Yian's biological mother. Logically speaking, Daqi's women married and gave birth early, and Zhang Yian had no other brothers, so his mother should be about the same age as his mother Chu Xiuru. Unexpectedly, her face was so vicissitudes. She was thirty years old like an old woman in her fifties and sixties.

While shaking hands, Gu Shun used a wisp of strength to secretly investigate her body.

Because of years of suffering and overwork, her body has become thin and thin, especially the rheumatism on her waist, which is particularly serious. The room is cold and wet, and the bedding on the ground is not warm.

It is hard to imagine how she could be stunned in this environment. If it were someone else, the pain on her waist would have been too late.

Her disease has been delayed for a long time. If she is not treated in time, it will not take long to get paralyzed.

After investigating Zhang’s mother’s situation, Gu Shun retracted his strength and said heartbrokenly: “No need to worry, I’ll help clean up.”

Gu Shun bent down and picked up a quilt, but Zhang's mother snatched it over and said, "How can you be so embarrassed? Yi An has been bringing friends at home for the first time since he was a child. I'm so sorry."

"Regularly speaking, as a member of the Gu family, I should not care about the Zhang family's affairs, but can I tell me who did it?"

"I can't say it, I can't say it." Zhang's mother was so secretive, with a very fearful and painful expression. She didn't want outsiders to get involved in this matter, afraid of causing them any trouble.

However, Gu Shun read in her heart that a person, Pidan, was the dowry maid of Zhang's wife Li. Because she has always followed Li, she has a noble status and shows off her power in the Zhang family, which is a great disaster.

Zhang Yian stepped forward and bowed, "Thank you Brother Zhou for your concern. If you don't bother Brother Zhou, let me leave it to Yian to deal with it myself."

Mr. Yuan picked up a few dirty footprints on it on it, and asked a little regretfully: "Is this character written by Mr. Zhang?"

"I wrote it. Young Master Gu asked me to write a piece of calligraphy for him. I wrote it many times on the draft paper before I wrote it on the rice paper. Unfortunately, the piece of calligraphy has been trampled and cannot be given to Young Master Gu."

"I didn't expect that Mr. Zhang's calligraphy was so good. I've never seen such a self-contained running script. It should be as floating as a cloud, as if it was astonishing as a shocking dragon. It's amazing. Why not sell this to me?" Mr. Yuan couldn't help but exclaim, and a deep love for talent.

The words are like the person. By looking at a person’s words, you can express the person’s psychological state and life values.

Zhang Yi'an's calligraphy is free and indulgent in the free and easy place, like a galloping horse, unrestrained and unrestrained in the restraint, like the flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River, with a lingering gurgling in the gurgling.

It is hard to imagine that such tangible characters were figured out by Zhang Yian himself, and he was really a genius.

Even in this environment, I can still maintain my sincere heart for reading and my enthusiasm for calligraphy, and I will work tirelessly.

Such a person only needs to give him the right opportunity to soar into the sky like a dragon and a phoenix among people.

Mr. Yuan decided to help Zhang Yian settle the matter, and take him to the capital in the future and train him personally, and he will definitely become a useful pillar of the country.
Chapter completed!