Chapter 245: Unexpected

Zhang Huan suddenly turned around and saw Yang Feiyu wearing a jewel-like jewelry appearance behind him. Her skin was as white as jade, her face was beautiful and mature, and her body was filled with the graceful and gorgeous temperament of a noble lady. Zhang Huan looked at her and could not connect the noble lady in front of her with the humble woman in Tianbao County who was wearing a dish-like face and lonely widowed woman.

Yang Feiyu stretched out her slender and fair fingers and gracefully pulled her hair back, "Governor Zhang, we haven't seen each other for many years, right!"

Zhang Huan looked at this woman who was once famous in Beijing and gave up everything for love. After experiencing suffering, she finally returned to her life track.

"Congratulations!" Zhang Huan couldn't help but smile slightly. His smile was like the April sunshine, warm and brilliant. Yesterday, when he first met Zhang Huan, Yang Feiyu felt a trace of sorrow and uneasiness towards the past. But now, 'Congratulations', the short four words made her feel the kindness Zhang Huan released. Inadvertently, her nose felt a little sour, and the sorrow towards the past was also wiped out.

She glanced at him deeply and gave a gift, "Governor Zhang remembered my great kindness in the past, the little woman."

"Madam, the yard is cold, go to the house quickly!" A concerned voice came from the side. Lu Qi, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, walked over quickly. Lu Qi was the former Minister of Rites and Pei Jun's iron-core confidant. Because he gave up the position of cabinet to Zhu Tao, he was compensated and changed to the Minister of Revenue and the Minister of Revenue, and controlled the financial power of the Tang Dynasty.

Lu Qi was about fifty years old. Although he had an indigo blue face and was very ugly, he was the leader of the famous Tang Dynasty clan. He was elegant in taste and outstanding in literary talent. As early as ten years ago, when Yang Feiyu was famous for his piano art, he was her loyal admirer. Although Yang Feiyu had been missing for many years, he still missed her. A few years ago, after Yang Feiyu returned to Beijing in a downturn, he immediately carefully settled her down. Until the beginning of the year, when his wife Yuan Pei died of illness, he couldn't wait to marry her as a bride.

Lu Qi was twenty years older than Yang Feiyu. His long-term wish for love was fulfilled, which made him love his young wife in every way and pamper her carefully. He quickly walked forward, put a white fox cloak on her shoulder, and whispered: "Get in! It's cold outside."

"Lu Lang, this is the Governor Zhang I mentioned to you many times. I helped me in my most difficult time." Yang Feiyu introduced Zhang Huan to Lu Qi.

Lu Qi's face was immediately filled with gratitude. He stepped forward and bowed to Zhang Huanshen, "Lu Qi dared not forget the great kindness of Mr. Zhang to my wife for a moment. If there is any use to get me, Mr. Zhang will just speak."

Suddenly, a burst of applause came from the side, and Changsun Yiyi turned out from behind the pillar. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Governor Zhang's good bets are not requested but they get favors. They retreat to advance, and they are indeed brilliant."

When Yang Feiyu saw her, a hint of disgust appeared in her eyes. She ignored Changsun Yiyi and saluted Zhang Huan again, "Governor Zhang's kindness Feiyu understands that I will not be picked by others. Lu Lang, let's go!"

After saying that, she glanced at Changsun Yiyi with disdain, and then gave Zhang Huan a look of beauty, and went there with all kinds of charm.

"A naughty woman!" Changsun Yiyi stared at her back and said 'Push!'. When she turned around, she found that Zhang Huan had left too. She picked up her long skirt and hurriedly chased her, "Zhang Huan, wait for me."

Zhang Huan stopped and looked at her with a faint smile and said, "I shouldn't have eavesdropped on your conversation, but you just retaliated for a tooth. Even if we leveled it, do you still want to sue me?"

"I'm not trying to say what happened just now, I'm thinking... I'm thinking." Changsun Yiyi's face suddenly turned red, "I'm trying to ask why Pei Ying didn't come?"

"I haven't been in Chang'an for long, and it's really inconvenient to bring my family to you, so she didn't come with me this time. What do you mean by Miss Yiyi? "

"Actually, there is nothing to say." Changsun Yiyi shook her head. She glanced at Zhang Huan, and a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes. After a while, she bit her lips and whispered: "Have you been doing well over the years?"

"I think everyone should know whether I'm doing well or not, but overall it's pretty good. Thank you Miss Yiyi for your concern."

"But I'm not doing well, do you know? My husband, who is married, is mediocre and does not want to make progress, and hides in the mansion all day long to plot against the gambling...."

She nagged, but Zhang Huan couldn't help it anymore. She first entered the mansion and was forcibly taken away by Song Lianyu. Then she met a speculative Li Suhe, and then met Yang Feiyu. Now it was Changsun Yiyi who came to reminisce about her old love. He didn't have a moment of time to be quiet. He had known that he wouldn't have come today.

Just when he could not bear it, Zhang Huan suddenly saw someone walking towards him. He had a thin face and a bright spirit. It was Zhang Potian who had been silent for many years. He was about to visit him, but he didn't expect to meet in Changsun Mansion. For a moment, Zhang Huan, who had been lazy, was immediately energetic. He bowed to Changsun Yiyi and walked towards Zhang Potian.

Changsun Yiyi said thousands of words, even if she couldn't say it, she could convey sadness between her eyebrows to express her misfortune in marriage and her regret for not letting go of the opportunity inadvertently. Unexpectedly, the fallen flowers were intentional and the flowing water was ruthless. Zhang Huan turned around and threw her into the forgotten corner. Changsun Yiyi was frustrated and watched Zhang Huan leave. She stomped her feet hard, and glanced at her father who was chatting with several polo fans with resentment and hatred. If he hadn't done his job all day long, how could he marry a playboy who only knows how to play polo gambling?

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As time went by, Zhang Potian gradually forgot about his misfortune. Two years ago, his concubine gave birth to another son. Zhang Potian, who had a son in his later years, was overjoyed. He devoted his whole body and mind to his young son, his mental outlook was completely renewed, and his smile reopened on his face. He held his young son everywhere when he had nothing to do. He also knew a little about Zhang Huan's situation in Longyou, and he didn't care about it at first, but since Zhang Xuan, Taiyuan, reopened Zhang Mansion with the support of Pei Jun, Zhang Potian began to reconsider the future and destiny of the Zhang family.

Among the several branches that the Zhang family split, the most authentic one followed Zhang Huan. From Wuwei to Jincheng County, the family leader Zhang Can never give up on the revitalization of the Zhang family. Moreover, as Zhang Huan's reputation gradually grew and the Cui family lost power, many Zhang family members who originally depended on Zhang Ruojin also changed their families, either joining Zhang Xuan or going to Longyou to join Zhang Can. The Zhang family in Longyou had gathered from the seventeen households that had originally advanced westward to more than 200 households, and had a faint tendency to compete with the Zhang family in Taiyuan. The more than 100 Zhang families scattered in the capital have become the target of competition between the two factions.

This time, Zhang Huan was appointed as the minister of the disciple and officially entered the cabinet. This is undoubtedly a heart-boosting medicine for the Zhang family who has been away from the power center. After all, Zhang Huan was once the heir of the head of the family designated by Zhang Ruohao in his hometown, and he had an unshirkable responsibility for revitalizing the Zhang family. Even if he would not be responsible for the head of the family, under his protection, the fifth largest family of that year may not be able to revive the situation. Many people from the Zhang family had the same idea, and Zhang Potian was no exception. However, Zhang Potian, who had already suffered a lot of setbacks, still calmed down. If Zhang Huan had any intention, he would naturally come to him.

He saw Zhang Huan from a distance, smiled and nodded to him. Zhang Huan quickly walked to Zhang Potian and bowed, "The Eighteen Lang has seen the Fourth Uncle!"

"Hurry and don't give me a gift!" Zhang Potian quickly helped Zhang Huan up and looked him up and down, and couldn't help but sigh: "Every time I see you, I feel a change in my demeanor. No wonder the head of the family was determined to establish you as the heir of the head of the family. Now people have to admire his vision, but unfortunately the Zhang family has no chance."

In a few words, Zhang Potian spread the thoughts in his heart. Some things do not need to be pointed out, nor do they need to be discussed in a long way. A sentence or even a look is enough to achieve the goal.

At this point when Zhang Potian said, Zhang Huan already understood his strong desire to rebuild the Zhang family, and he hoped that he would come forward to serve as the new head of the Zhang family.

For Zhang Huan, it is necessary to revive the Zhang family, but his eyes have long surpassed the small Zhang family. Like the Longyou Group, the Zhang family is just a piece in his big chess game, winning more people's support, gaining a wider range of allies, representing a mainstream voice. Using what Xin Yunjing said before leaving, he should replace the Cui family as a force in the court to compete with Pei Jun. This is the first phase goal that Zhang Huan pursues.

Although Zhang Potian meant to ask him to take this lead, Zhang Huan knew that he could never be the head of the Zhang family anymore, otherwise he would be labeled as a conservative, making people mistakenly believe that he wanted to restore the aristocratic family and be the only one who would be Zhang, thus losing the halo of attracting poor scholars to surrender and rebuild the Zhang family. He could only support behind the scenes.

Thinking of this, Zhang Huan simply pointed out and said to him: "Fortunately, the head of the family has designated an heir. Zhang Can has become more steady and mature over the years. I believe he will be a qualified head of the family. He will come to Beijing in a few days. I hope that the fourth uncle can come forward to help him rebuild the Zhang family."

Speaking of this, Zhang Potian understood what Zhang Huan meant. He pondered for a moment and had to say helplessly: "The most urgent task is to rebuild the Zhang family. Let's discuss the specific situation after Zhang Can comes!"

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Although Changsun Nanfang posted a post to invite celebrities in Chang'an, none of the heavyweight figures such as Pei Jun, Cui Yu, Chu Xingshui, and Wang Ang came. Most of them sent their sons to serve them until the moon was on the sky, and the grand birthday banquet at Changsun's mansion ended, and everyone said goodbye to the host.

"Nephew, your father-in-law still has to visit him. Even if it is out of etiquette, you should go." Outside the door of the mansion, Pei You held Zhang Huan's hand slightly drunk and reminded him repeatedly.

Zhang Huan helped him into the carriage and smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Pei Er, I will go to my father-in-law's place, and Ying'er has also prepared a lot of gifts."

"Okay, I'll take a step first. If you have anything to do, just speak." Pei You said, and waved his hand and the carriage ran away.

Watching Pei You leave, Zhang Huan rolled over his horse, shook the reins, and rushed towards Yonglefang under the strict escort of the cavalry. Yonglefang and the Wubenfang where Changsun Mansion are located are not far away. He arrived at the door of the mansion after only a quarter of an hour.

Along the way, Zhang Huan learned that someone was following him from a distance. The other party's stalking method was very clumsy, and it was obviously not a special spy. Until he arrived at the mansion, the follower had not left. He winked at his subordinates. After a moment, two personal soldiers arrested the follower.

"Be gentle, oh! I have no malice." The personal soldiers attacked very hard, and the arrested people begged for mercy.

"Governor, it's him." The personal soldiers threw the follower on the ground. Only then did Zhang Huan recognize that he was Li Suhe, the Buquelanger he met in Changsun's mansion.

"Why are you?" Zhang Huan asked with a deep face.

Li Suhe secretly left Changsun Mansion shortly after the banquet began. On the way home, he kept looking through Zhang Huan's name, and the urge to be loyal was stirred in his heart. He knew that this was his chance. Whether he could seize it would determine his future and destiny. But when he was about to get to the house, he suddenly remembered that he didn't know Zhang Huan's address and how to find him tomorrow. He ran back to the Changsun Mansion and waited for Zhang Huan to come out and followed him back to the house.

Seeing Zhang Huan's face gloomy, Li Xuhe hurriedly explained: "I just want to know where the Minister of the Secretariat lives? I'll report to Mr. Zhang tomorrow."

Zhang Huan nodded, the man was quite honest, so he said to his personal soldiers: "Take him to my study."

The light in the study was soft and cleaned up by Yang Chunshui. The incense burner at the corner of the house emitted a lingering sandalwood. The personal soldiers had already lit a pot of charcoal fire, making the room warm as spring.

Zhang Huan went into the study and sat down, and ordered, "Take him in!"

After a moment, Li Suhe was brought in by his personal soldiers. He had a humble official position and did not dare to sit down. Zhang Huan did not force him, so he asked him directly: "You told me today that you have a way to regain the power of the disciples' provinces. What is the solution?"

Li Xuhe quickly smiled and said, "Report to the Minister, my subordinates' method is to make up for the verdict that the position has been managed."

"Are you talking about the four directions?" Zhang Huan asked hesitantly.

The Four Squares is a kind of iron box for informing set up by Wu Zetian. There are four of them, which are placed outside the imperial city, allowing the people of the world to keep the secrets. Wu Zetian used this method to purify dissidents who opposed his ascension to the throne. Later, Emperor Xuanzong of Tang and Emperor Suzong of Tang continued to use it, but was banned by Cui Yuan in the fifth year of Qingzhi.

Li Suhe nodded quickly, "What I am talking about is the Four-way Guard."

The Zhang family pondered for a moment. This was indeed a means, but Situ has been deactivated for more than 20 years. How can it be turned on again?

Li Suhe seemed to know Zhang Huan’s thoughts. He smiled sinisterly and said, “Overyone is indeed not very familiar with the inside story in this matter, but I am Buquelang and the person in charge of the Four Guests. How could I not know if it can be used?”

When Zhang Huan heard him say it with certainty, he couldn't help but become more interested. "Tell me, what secret is hidden in the middle?"

Li Suha calmed down his excitement and said slowly: "The four-headed emperor is ordered to establish the order. Even if it is to be abolished, the previous emperor must issue the order. However, in fact, the previous emperor did not agree to abolish the four-headed emperor, so Cui Xiangguo used a small trick at that time and said that he would repair the Suzaku Gate, so the four-headed emperor was suspended. As a result, this suspension has reached today. The two files containing the imperial edict of the Zetian emperor and the two orders of the order of Cui Xiangguo to suspend the order have been kept secretly, and Mr. Zhang can recover at any time."

"So that's how it is." Zhang Huan nodded suddenly and asked again: "Then why didn't you report this to Cui Xiangguo three years ago, and it has been delayed until today?"

"This..." Li Xuhe couldn't answer for a while. He suddenly fell to his knees and kowtowed to Zhang Huan, "I have selfish intentions in this matter. Please forgive me for my ministers first, so I can tell the truth."

"I won't blame you, but you have to tell the truth."

"Yes! I will never hide it." Li Xuhe sighed and said, "Three years ago, the Cui family was rectified by the Prime Minister Pei everywhere. My subordinates were afraid that after telling this, they would be afraid to be afraid to be afraid to be afraid to tell me after telling this matter. Secondly, they were afraid that the Cui family would use the Cui family's children to replace my Buquelang, so my subordinates would never dare to say it."

"Then why do you dare to say it again now?" Zhang Huan asked staring at him.

"The Minister of the Secretariat has long-you and Bashu, and has hundreds of thousands of troops in his hands. He is very strong. Moreover, the Minister of the Secretariat has no one in the court and no children of the Zhang family, so his subordinates are not worried about being replaced. This is the subordinate's heartfelt words. Every sentence is true. Please check it out."

"Well! You're right. I'm not the kind of person who breaks the bridge when crossing the river." Zhang Huan smiled slightly and said, "As long as you are loyal to me, I will slowly reuse you in the future."

Li Suhe was overjoyed. He kowtowed three times, pointed to his chest, and pointed at the heavens and said, "I, Li Suhe, swear to God that I am loyal to Mr. Zhang and will never betray him. If I violate this oath, I will be thrown into the eighteenth level and will never be reborn."

"Okay! I remember your oath." Zhang Huan nodded and ordered decisively: "Tomorrow I will send a team of soldiers to help you, move the four trunks out again, and accept the informing of the people from all over the world."
Chapter completed!