The Zhang family has been the prime minister of Korea for generations, and by the time of King An of Han, he had served as the king of Korea for five generations, and he had already been the prime minister of the country for three dynasties.
Not surprisingly, when the old Kaifangdi retires or simply dies suddenly, the next prime minister will be his legitimate son Zhang Ping.
Of course, this doesn't matter anymore. Anyway, South Korea doesn't have the next generation of King Han.
Although the Zhang family has been an official for hundreds of years and has deep roots, the Zhang Mansion, as the ancestral home, is not extravagant. It is generally simple and elegant, low-key and meaningful.
In the tea room of Zhang Mansion, Zhang Kaidi and his grandson Zhang Liang - who need no further introduction, one of the three outstanding figures of the early Han Dynasty, were strategizing and suave Liu Hou - were drinking tea and chatting.
Wearing thick, simple Chinese clothes with open arms, frowning, and an old face full of grooves, full of melancholy.
He knew very well that it didn't matter now whether Ji Wuye was responsible for the ghost soldier case.
Even if the ghost soldiers of the Zheng Kingdom are really seeking revenge, and it has nothing to do with Ji Wuye's half cent, he will definitely take the opportunity to get rid of himself and then blame the ghost soldiers.
Zhang Liang, who has a delicate face and looks like a beautiful girl, is wearing a neat green shirt. He raises his hand to pour tea for his grandfather while observing him carefully.
"Grandfather, are you worried about the ghost soldiers case?" After pouring the tea, Zhang Liang pushed the teacup slightly towards the open ground and asked in a gentle tone.
"Alas!" Zhang Zhang gently stroked his neat goatee and sighed, "Liang'er, the ghost soldier case is no longer important at this time. Even if the case cannot be solved, it is impossible for the king to severely punish our Zhang family.
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"The problem now is that as long as I start investigating this case, Ji Wuye will not be able to sit idly by and do nothing. He will definitely take action against me. By then... the Zhang family will be in danger!"
Zhang Kaidi has been against Ji Wuye for so many years. Once he dies, Zhang Ping alone will never be able to resist Ji Wuye, and the entire Zhang family will probably perish.
Zhang Liang looked at his sad grandfather and sighed.
The fire of the ghost soldiers' robbery finally caught up with my grandfather. This was neither beyond his expectation nor that person's expectation.
With this thought, Zhang Liangchao opened his hands slightly and said:
"Grandpa, maybe... my grandson knows someone who can unravel my grandfather's heart."
"Huh?" Hearing the words with an open mouth, his seemingly cloudy eyes suddenly stared at his own grandson with sharp eyes.
In his eyes, Zhang Liang is much better than his father, except that he is still young and sometimes his ideas are a bit too simple.
Therefore, he did not think that Zhang Liang would tell the truth.
"Who is it?"
"Grandpa will know when we meet." Zhang Liang curved his mouth, showing a warm smile, and gave his grandfather a pass.
"Haha, then... we'll see." Zhang Kaidai didn't mind, and the sadness on his face could not help but disappear by three points.
At the same time, at the other end of the south side of Xinzheng City, in the General’s Mansion.
Ji Wuye's face at this time was exactly the opposite of the open one. His wrinkles were squeezed together like a daisy on his smiling face.
"Hahaha, open to the ground, you immortal old thing, I will see if you die this time! Hahaha..."
Ji Wuye laughed wildly and wildly while calling Mo Crow:
"Ink Crow!"
"General!" Mo Ya's black figure landed on the ground, half-kneeling and saluting.
"You will go to Zhang Mansion for me tonight and send our Zhang Xiangguo on his way." Ji Wuye stopped laughing and gave the order to Mo Crow, but although his laughter stopped, the proud look on his face was still concealed.
Don’t fall off.
"Remember, do it swiftly and make sure the Prime Minister leaves peacefully."
"General, don't worry." Mo Ya clasped his fists and accepted the order.
………………
It's night, Zilanxuan.
Zilanxuan is different every day, but it’s still the same.
All kinds of guests come in and out, led by beautifully dressed girls. People always change, but things remain the same.
However, today, there was a... I should say two very special guests at the gate of Zilanxuan - the Zhang family's grandparents.
Kaikai is an old-fashioned person, so the Zhang family has a very strict family tradition and has always avoided romantic places.
Zhang Liang is well-known in the city as a humble gentleman. He is as gentle as jade and obeys the rules. He has never interacted with places like Zilanxuan.
Not to mention Kaikaidi, a sixty or seventy-year-old Laobancai, even if he takes small pills, he can't act, let alone come.
These two can be said to be rare guests among rare guests.
It's so strange that everyone, whether guests or girls, who know him, can't help but glance at the grandfather and grandson with their eyes, but no one dares to come up to him.
With an old face that was open and dark, Zhang Liang led Zhang Liang into Zilanxuan at a leisurely pace, with a good posture.
If it weren't for his trust in his grandson, and the fact that he was now desperate and had no choice, Kaidi would never have entered a place like this.
Zi Nu and others were in the room on the third floor, observing through the window and pretending to be calm, but in fact they were still a little embarrassed.
Gu Xun held a handful of melon seeds, chewed them, pointed at them and said with a smile:
"Xiang Guo still can't let go of this... Haha, what's the point of being embarrassed? I don't think Zilanxuan doesn't have people around his age here."
Yan Lingji also joined in the fun and pointed:
"That old man looks boring, but the young man behind him looks really handsome. I think he will be very interesting."
Gu Xun glanced at her and sneered in his heart.
Yes, it’s interesting. As for your future career seeker, you won’t even know how much you’ll be worth if I sell you.
Therefore, Yan Lingji is a woman who knows how to pick, and she likes to provoke anyone who is difficult to deal with.
Seeking death!
Zi Nu put her hands together, twisted her waist and walked towards the door:
"Don't bother making up other people's grandparents. After all, they are also my guests."
"I have to go down and pick it up. They've already paid the money, so I can't neglect it."
"Hey..." Yan Lingji curled her lips disdainfully.
Gu Xun had no reaction, turned around and sat back at the table, scattering melon seeds on the table.
And Wei Zhuang was sitting opposite Gu Xun.
"You seem to trust Han Fei?"
"Why don't you believe it?" Gu Xun replied with a question, "Ji Wuye is always too rough in doing things, and his brain is not bright enough."
"Han Fei is a student of Xunzi. It will not be a problem to deal with Ji Wuye."
Gu Xun Even if you don't watch the original plot, based on history, as one of the seven dignified pre-Qin sons, can Han Fei still be unable to defeat the strongest parallel import general?
Wei Zhuang sneered, "I hope he can live up to your trust."
"What you said makes it sound like you didn't choose him." Gu Xun shook his head, helpless at Wei Zhuang's inexplicable arrogance.
At this time, there were bursts of footsteps outside the door, and there was an obvious clear sound, which must have been made by Zi Nu's low-heeled shoes stepping on the wooden floor.
Then there was a faint sound of the door opening.
He should have taken the splay upstairs.
Today, Han Fei specially booked a place with Zi Nu to meet Kaifangdi.
Zi Nu took advantage of the opportunity and specially arranged the room next to Wei Zhuang's room, so everyone gathered here now to join in the fun and eavesdrop on what they were talking about.
