Although Zhang Siwei had some contact with Liu Shou, who was in charge of the Jinyiwei, he had almost cut off this relationship since he was targeted by Feng Bao. What's more, today they are all small characters among the Jinyiwei. Could he still shout at others that your immediate boss had an old age with me? Therefore, he held this letter like a hot potato, and saw the middle-aged servant glaring at the Jinyiwei School that had previously won the letter, he suddenly coughed gently.

"What else do you have to bring to me by your master?"

The middle-aged servant bent down and said respectfully: "Report to Mr. Zhang, my master said that he only wants to be a wealthy and idle man now, and he has no intention of becoming an official again. He is different from Wang Fulin, but he has no choice but to break his bones and tendons. Even if he doesn't interact, he will never care about his affairs anymore. However, Wang Fulin has no shortage of small matters, and the clan has a good reputation for him. He does not have this ability, and it is impossible for him to open a ancestral temple based on his elders, let alone those false charges."

What does this mean? When did he hint at Wang Daokun and ask him to instigate the elders of the Wang clan in Songmingshan to open an ancestral temple to deal with Wang Fulin?

Zhang Siwei regretted that he should not ask this person in public to show his openness. At this moment, he was so confused that he didn't even want to fight back, and immediately ordered the sedan chairman to carry the sedan chair into the door. But not far from the door, he thought that if Feng Bao sent these Jinyiwei, who were called protectors and actually monitored, was really so loyal, then he would definitely take the middle-aged servant back and interrogate him. At that time, Feng Bao might go to find Wang Daokun's bad luck, and the original manuscripts of his two letters might not be able to be kept.

However, after he had been considering the two letters for a long time, Feng Bao could not find any big flaws, but the middle-aged man's intention just now made him very alert.

If it weren't for the letter he wrote, could it be that Wang Daokun deliberately used this trick to make him even more embarrassed? Or if someone pretended to write a letter to Wang Daokun in his name!

The latter thought came out of control, so that the veins on Zhang Siwei's forehead burst out one by one. Before he could even get out of the sedan chair, he immediately opened the letter and took out the letter paper. Seeing that Wang Daokun expressed his satisfaction with his hometown career in a very cold manner on the letter, he did not think of re-planning an official, and only planned to retire. He immediately quoted the so-called "original text" to indicate that he and Wang Fulin were not privately resentful, but had different opinions on major events, so he turned against each other and asked him not to mention Wang Fulin's matter in the future.

When he got out of the sedan chair with his head in his arms, Zhang Siwei felt that his feet were floating. When he entered the main room, he sat on the chair in the middle of the Taishi, and shouted sternly: "Come here, call that evil beast for me!"

Zhang Jiazheng is still in his hometown in Puzhou. Of course, the word "bad beast" of Zhang Siwei refers to only one person, that is, Zhang Taizheng. Although his family had seen Zhang Siwei be angry with his son in the past, it was the first time that he cursed people without saying anything. A few girls in the room looked at me, and in the end one of the oldest ones bent down and whispered: "Master, the third master came from Puzhou today and said to be trying to see his eldest aunt, so the eldest master took the third master to the Ma family."

Is Zhang Sijiao coming to the capital?

Zhang Siwei was stunned. He had four younger brothers in total, and his third brother Zhang Sijiao was the smartest and most trustworthy. It should be noted that in order to provide him with the Jinshi, his four younger brothers could not continue on the field of science. Zhang Sijiao even went to the Jianghuai and Gusu areas to do business at the age of 16. Especially after he passed the Jinshi, his father Zhang Yunling's moral character of losing money in business was really unbearable for him and his younger brothers, so he simply advised Zhang Yunling to be a rich man at home, while Zhang Sijiao took over the salt business at home. Even when Cangyan was in the most difficult time, Zhang Sijiao did not stop supplying him monthly.

By the end of Jiajing, he and his uncle Wang Chonggu became bigger and bigger, and Zhang Sijiao used salt profits to control salt profits, and the Zhang family's family business had increased dozens of times compared to the beginning! Even so, Zhang Sijiao never mentioned the family. Not to mention him, even his second and fourth and fifth brothers, even if they married into the wealthy merchants in Puzhou, each with their own industries, would not forget anyone's huge profits. In order to thank Zhang Sijiao, he donated to him to command the Dragon and Tiger Guards, which also allowed Zhang Sijiao to wander around the mall as an official.

Although he was so angry that Zhang Taizheng was probably writing a letter to Wang Daokun in his name, he heard that his third brother Zhang Sijiao had come, Zhang Siwei still had to let go of his burning thoughts and stop being angry for the time being. He ordered a few girls not to talk much, and summoned the housekeeper to tell the scene on the door not to discuss, let alone spread the story. However, he said that he was going home to rest because of his fatigue. After soaking his feet and going to bed, he was not sleepy at all and could not sleep this afternoon. In the end, he had to get up and go to the study room to practice calligraphy to calm down. After a while, he finally heard a voice coming from outside the door.

"Master, the third master and the eldest master are back."

With this voice, Zhang Siwei heard an extremely cheerful voice from the outside: "Brother, since he came back from the cabinet to rest, why are he still busy in the study?"

The middle-aged man who entered the door was Zhang Sijiao. He was five or six years younger than Zhang Siwei because he ran around the world all day long, wind, sun and rain. He used to look older than Zhang Siwei, but now that his brothers reunited, he found that Zhang Siwei's temples were white, and there were also eye-catching silver threads in the middle of the well-maintained black. Thinking that he had not entered Beijing for the past two years, he took a few steps forward and said apologetically: "Brother, thank you for your hard work. If I had known that you were so tired, I should have someone bring more supplements such as ginseng, deer, antler, Cordyceps, to nourish your body."

"I am mentally deficient, no matter how much supplements I use, it is useless." Speaking of this, Zhang Siwei looked at Zhang Taizheng with a smile behind Zhang Sijiao, and suddenly felt angry. "In the cabinet, I am like a clay Buddha. When I return home, I have to face the evil of lip service. Can I not grow old?"

Zhang Sijiao was stunned when he heard this. When he turned around, he saw Zhang Taizheng's shocked and panicked face. He couldn't help but comfort him with warm words: "Brother, Dalang is your eldest son. Even if he makes a mistake, you can talk about him well. Why do you have such a big temper? Today he took me to the Ma family. I see that he and his son-in-law and his brothers are getting along well."

"If he hadn't made a mistake, he could barely see it, but this evil devil would always make me a big mess!"

This time, before Zhang Sijiao continued to plead, Zhang Taizheng's expression changed drastically and he asked angrily: "Dad, I haven't been out for a single step these days. It's just that the third uncle came today, and I just accompanied him out of the door. How could he make such an unforgivable mistake?"

"No? Hey, then I'll ask you, what's going on with the letter I wrote to Wang Daokun in my name? Well!"

Zhang Siwei saw Zhang Taizheng's face change in an instant, but then forcibly pretended to be nothing. Without waiting for his explanation, he sneered: "Third brother, look at him, dare not act, I ask him now, he still wants to deny it! Zhang Taizheng, I tell you, if you want to miss others, unless you don't do it yourself, you think this matter is unaware, but did you expect that Wang Daokun not only did not encourage the clan leader to open the ancestral hall and deal with the nephew Wang Fulin as you think, but instead sent someone to me to send me a reply, and even took advantage of the Jinyiwei escort me home, and delivered it to me directly in front of a large group of people!"

This time, even Zhang Sijiao suddenly changed his expression and turned around and stared at Zhang Taizheng in disbelief and asked, "Dalang, did you actually write a letter to Wang Daokun in the name of your father?"

Seeing Zhang Taizheng bit his lips tightly and said nothing, Zhang Sijiao was so angry that he trembled all over, even more angry than Zhang Siwei: "You and your brother were sent back to your hometown in Puzhou before. The old man personally urged you to study. Your wife and the old lady had a bad time. You ran out secretly and I was still trying to get you careless at home. Even if you came to the capital and met your father who was framed and had such a big thing ruined his reputation, I would still talk to you in front of the old man and your wife who was already twenty-seven or eight years old, why are you so ignorant!"

Zhang Taizheng never expected that the third uncle who had always helped him the most would blame him like this. He endured it and then, and at this moment he finally couldn't help but shout: "I'm wrong. I shouldn't have written a letter to Wang Daokun in the name of my father. I deserve to die! As long as my father and third uncle are happy, then beat me, the unfilial child of the Zhang family to death!"

Seeing that the eldest son whom he had always been carefully raised was kneeling straight to the ground, looking as if he was more sad than death, Zhang Siwei felt that the veins on his forehead were about to explode one by one. His eyes quickly chose something on the desk, and finally he grabbed an inkstone and threw it out. Finally, he said that at that time, Zhang Siwei rushed forward and snatched the things in his hand. Even so, Zhang Siwei, who fell on the chair, was still trembling with anger.

"I am a second-rate assistant, and I will hint to Wang Daokun to open the ancestral hall to deal with his nephew Wang Fulin. What kind of bad idea should your head look like? What reason did you use? What reason did you use in front of your third uncle?"

When he was the eldest grandson of the eldest family, Zhang Taizheng only felt that he was going well. Everyone was flattering when he walked outside. However, since he made a mistake with his younger brother a few years ago and was sent back to Puzhou, he realized that the cousins ​​in his family treated them much worse than before, and the change in their step-grandmother's attitude was the most obvious, otherwise he would not have been angry with his wife. However, even at that time, Zhang Sijiao's attitude was still firm and clear, which was his only support. Therefore, Zhang Sijiao was even more heartbroken than Zhang Siwei just now. Zhang Taizheng couldn't stand it at once, and he threw it away.

But at this moment, Zhang Sijiao took the inkstone from his father's hand, but still did not plead. His father asked such a reason directly, and Zhang Taizheng's face suddenly became paler. He wanted to remain silent, but he never thought that Zhang Sijiao asked, "Dalang, tell the truth, I can still plead with your father. If you don't say it, then I will fight for the Zhang family in Puzhou for many years and I will not let your father take the blame. I will ask the old man to open an ancestral temple to expel you, an unworthy child!"

This time, Zhang Tai was really scared. If it were not for the name of the eldest grandson of the Zhang family in Puzhou, and without the protection of the Zhang family, would he still have a way out? He could hardly believe that this was what his third uncle, who always defended himself, said. When he saw his father's dark face, he finally threw away the last trace of luck and suddenly collapsed.

"It was when Wang Fulin's wife was a concubine of the Ye family. The rumor that there was obviously doubt in his identity was the most circulated. I wrote the letter here. Zhang Taizheng unknowingly cried out. "Later, my father told me that Ye's identity was not important, and it was important that the Wang family would agree, but the letter had been sent out at that time, and it was too late to chase him."

Speaking of this, Zhang Taizheng's first feeling was not that he felt heartbroken regret, but that he hated why Wang Fulin had such good luck. He was obviously a maid from the Ye family, but how could he become Hu Zongxian's daughter? Because of this rumor, many officials in the court who sympathized with Hu Zongxian in the past stood on Wang Fulin's side without realizing it. Because Wang Fulin was not afraid of jokes, he would rather accept being the daughter of the Hu family who married as the daughter of the Ye family. When the matter was spreading, he openly confessed the history of his wife fled from the Hu family at a critical moment and showed up to join relatives.

When Zhang Taizheng actually used this matter to impress Wang Daokun, Zhang Siwei was even more furious. He took a deep breath and pointed to the door and shouted angrily: "Get out, get out! When you mentioned this to me that when you mentioned this matter to me, I already wanted to say that the situation is so low that even if you barely become an official in the future, the Zhang family will only be defeated! Get out, get out!"

Zhang Taizheng went to see Zhang Sijiao as if he was struck by lightning and asked for help. Seeing that his face was as deep as water, he had no intention of pleading for him. In despair, he could only hold his knees and stumble out the door. When he went out, he looked back at the last time, but he saw only his father and his third uncle silently. At that moment, he finally realized that he had thought about what would happen if the matter was exposed one thousand times and ten thousand times, but he still underestimated the consequences of such a thing.

When Zhang Taizheng disappeared outside the door, he would not have the courage and mood to eavesdrop on the outside. Zhang Sijiao said softly: "Wang Daokun actually sent a reply letter so high-profile to express his attitude, which shows that he has indeed lost his desire to recover. The Wang family in Songmingshan now only has two Jinshi Wang Daoguan and Wang Fulin, and of course he will not sacrifice Wang Fulin, a promising child. Therefore, Wang Daokun, who has retired, can be said to have been forced to express his opinion by the clan. From this point of view, Dalang is indeed too low. However, Brother, even if Dalang is beaten to death, it will be useless."

Seeing that Zhang Siwei did not answer, but obviously agreed to this answer, Zhang Sijiao asked softly: "Brother, as soon as I arrived at the capital, I heard that Yuan Fu fell ill. I have been recuperating at home for many days and have not seen anyone. It is said that even a confidant like Wang Fulin and Wang Zhuan Zeng Shengwu has not been able to see him. It is already this time. Do you have any plans?" To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.

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