"Brother is also signing the joint letter!" Zhang Huan sat cross-legged and asked straight to the point.

"This is a forced one."

Zhang Can smiled bitterly and said, "Everyone must sign, especially the legitimate son. If he does not sign, he will be attacked by the group. No one can stay out of the matter. Even the legitimate sons who are outside the country are urged by Zhang Xuan to send someone to force him!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Can suddenly covered his mouth. He accidentally said he had revealed his mouth. Zhang Huan glanced at him and smiled faintly: "I am the person involved, so I naturally know who is behind the scenes. As for what purpose they are for, I know very well. However, the starlings followed the crowd and became a sword in the hands of others for nothing, and also lost their own chance."

Zhang Can was silent. Although he was very wary of Zhang Huan calling him, Zhang Huan's last sentence just now made him suspicious. Logically, Zhang Huan solved Hua Erniang's house for him, and he also gave him a drink. He should be peaceful. Why did Zhang Xuan suddenly attack again? He also remembered the letter from the capital a few days ago. Could it be?

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Zhang Huan saw his doubts, smiled and said, "Brother, think about it, I will go to Beijing to take the exam in December, and there is only more than a month left. Does Zhang Xuan have to be so excited? Besides, he also wants to go to Beijing to take the exam. What's the benefit of pushing me down? In fact, after all, he is afraid that I will take the position of heir to his family head, so he used the financial power to demonstrate to the head. What a pity! It seems that everyone forgot who gave me this power?"

Zhang Can lowered his head and thought for a while. Perhaps he felt that Shibalang's words were reasonable and his face became much softer. He turned around and closed the door, then quickly walked to Zhang Huan and whispered: "Just just now, Shibalang said that I had lost my chance, why is this?"

Zhang Huan raised his head and chuckled, and then said slowly: "All merchants sell in short supply. Why is this? In other words, things are rare and precious. Now, only those who overturn Zhang Huan are heard, but no sounds of supporting Zhang Huan. Don't the starlings want to take the opportunity to show their brotherhood to the head of the family?"

"This..." Frankly speaking, Zhang Can was moved. Shibalang was right. He was promoted by the head of the family himself. Doesn't the head of the family know that he is a concubine's son? Now Shibalang has no morals. Zhang Xuan's slap in the face like this is to put it bluntly, if he sang the head of the family, he would be a bet on the annoying bet.

But what are the benefits of doing this by himself? Zhang Can looked at Zhang Huan hesitantly.

Zhang Huan seemed to know his mind and smiled more confidently. He touched his nose and smiled slightly, "If you are willing to make this bet, I can guarantee that in a month, the head of the family will hand over the financial power of the Zhang family to your hands. As for why you don't return it to the third uncle, don't ask."

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In the afternoon of the same day, a strange voice appeared in the voices against Zhang Huan. The first one was Zhang Huan’s starling, Zhang Can, who took the lead in pointing out that his brothers were self-disciplined and had no fault and should not be treated like this.

With his lead in appeal, Zhang Huan's half-brothers stood up to support him, and then more and more concubines began to sign their names in another list of support for Zhang Huan.

"Bang!" Zhang Xuan punched the table hard, and he cursed: "The ungrateful thing is a waste of my trust in him, and he dared to betray me. If I am the head of the family in the future, I will expel this beast from the Zhang family and relieve my hatred today!"

In the hall, more than a dozen legitimate sons of the Zhang family were all indignant. No one expected that there would be betrayers among them. However, although there were disharmonious noises, the situation was still beneficial to them. More than half of the Zhang family did not agree with the concubine's son's power.

Everyone was talking and scolding Zhang Can for his rebellion. At this time, a tall and fat Zhang family member stood up and said in a muffled voice: "Everyone, be quiet, don't quarrel! Listen to me."

His voice was extremely loud, overwhelming everyone's voice. Everyone gradually calmed down. Listening to his speech, his name was Zhang Pao, the fourth son of the fourth master, who also studied in Jinyang Academy. He was only two late and only participated in the imperial examination the next year. When he saw everyone quiet, he smiled proudly and shouted at the top of his voice: "A humble concubine really doesn't need us to deal with it like this. In my opinion, we will capture him, beat him up and force him to give up. Isn't it enough?

His words came to everyone's hearts. Everyone laughed, whistled, and clamored, "That's right! Beat him well and let him know how powerful we are!"

"Well said!" Zhang Xuan was also energetic. He waved his arm and shouted, "Not only do I want to beat him up, I think I also want to beg him to parade in the streets and throw him away!"

The legitimate sons were extremely proud and couldn't help laughing together.

At this moment, a Zhang family member ran out of breath. He was holding a big piece of paper in his hand and shouted as soon as he entered the door: "No, Shibalang wants to cut our monthly money!"

The room suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing what happened? The child posted the notice on the wall and said angrily: "Let's see it for yourself!"

Everyone rushed up and looked carefully around the notice. Zhang Huan announced in the notice: Due to the family's financial difficulties, starting this month, the monthly money of some Zhang's children will be reduced in the next year. The legitimate son will be reduced from twenty cents of monthly money to two cents of money, and the concubine's son will be reduced from two cents of money to all-man. I hope everyone can understand the difficulties of the family and support the family through the difficulties, but whose money will be reduced, the announcement does not publish the list.

The room was silent, and you could even hear the sound of your heartbeat. After a moment, the roar almost overturned the roof. Zhang Xuan first attacked, "Bad! What power does he have to cut my money? Don't believe it!"

"I have the rules of family here, I will read it, everyone listen!" Zhang Pao took out a yellow booklet from his arms. He turned to the page of the person in charge of financial power, jumped onto the stage and recited loudly: "Article 86: If there is difficulty in family income and expenditure, the head of the family or the person who is a money approving agency can reduce some of the miscellaneous expenses at the discretion of: flowers and trees replacement expenses, house repair expenses, and monthly money for each house in the family...."

Zhang Pao suddenly couldn't read it anymore, with yellow paper and black words, and the family rules were clearly written. As the highest approver of income and expenditure, Zhang Huan does have the right to reduce some of the expenses when the family's finances are insufficient, including monthly money.

The room was quiet again, and even Zhang Xuan was speechless and could not say a word. The sudden news made the legitimate sons who were preparing to teach Zhang Huan a lesson. Everyone was thinking about their own thoughts. Everyone knew Zhang Huan’s purpose, and everyone knew that he was using his power to force those who opposed him.

"Brother! I have something to do in my room, so let's go first!"

Zhang Pao, who was the most clamoring, smiled embarrassedly, stood up and bowed to everyone, saying, "It's really something else, we'll get together another day!" As he said that, he ran away first without waiting for Zhang Xuan to dissuade him.

"Oh no! I forgot to finish my homework, oh no! Oh no! I'm going to take a step first!"

"My wife is sick!"

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In a moment, Zhang Xuan was the only one left in the room. The bitterness on his face was enough to unscrew a basin. After a while, he sighed long and went to find his mother with the notice.

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Since Zhang Xuan launched a huge campaign against Shibalang, the third master Zhang Ruofeng has remained silent. He knew that this was actually Mrs. Wang's command, and he knew even more that the eldest brother is now well aware of everything that happened in the mansion, so he tried his best to avoid this, for fear of getting a little bit of Mrs. Wang's burnt smell.

But things were not escaped because of his active avoidance. First, as the only person among the six Zhang brothers who stayed in this sect, he had to make a statement on this matter; secondly, Zhang Huan's decision to cut his monthly money once again pushed him to the forefront.

Early in the morning, Zhang Ruofeng simply packed his luggage and was about to go to the farm to check the autumn harvest. But just as he was about to go out, the sound of Mrs. Wang greeting his wife came from the door.

"Sister-in-law, is this big bag of money in the yard? Is the third master going out?"

"My sister-in-law got up so early. My master is really going out. If you have something to do, you have to do it as early as possible, otherwise he will leave."

Zhang Ruofeng sighed, grabbed the head on his head, and threw it to the ground hard, but he was still one step slower.

"What's the anger between my third brother and the hat?"

Zhang Ruofeng was so scared that he was shocked. When he turned around, he saw Mrs. Wang leaning against the door frame, dressed up with heavy makeup, looking at herself with a smile, and then looking at her wife, she actually picked up a broom and swept the fallen leaves in the yard, but the corner of her eyes was obviously a bit malicious.

"Ah! It's nothing, sister-in-law, please sit down!" Zhang Ruofeng hurriedly asked Mrs. Wang to sit down, but he pulled a cushion close to the middle of the door and left his body within his wife's surveillance range.

Mrs. Wang glanced back at the yard and smiled faintly, "I won't sit anymore. It's a last resort to disturb you early in the morning. But someone wants to take away Xuan'er's meal money. If the third brother doesn't care, then I have to go to Chang'an to find the master."

After saying that, she turned around and left, walked to the gate of the yard and stopped again, smiling at Zhang Ruofeng's wife, "Just do the sweeping matters for servants, men can't just sweep the floor!"

After saying that, she twisted her waist and left, causing Zhang Ruofeng's wife to hate her so much that she almost spit out the fire in her eyes.

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"Is Uncle San at home?" Zhang Huan stood at the gate of the yard and shouted twice. There was no one in the yard, and it seemed deserted. The yard had dead leaves all over the ground, and a broom that had been broken into two pieces lay aggrievedly on the dead leaves, as if telling a story that had been born for others.

"Uncle San..." Before Zhang Huan could finish his third voice, the door of the main house opened with a creaking sound. Zhang Ruofeng, who looked unlucky, walked out of the house, followed by his tall and powerful wife. Zhang Ruofeng was thin and had a weak constitution since he was a child. This is why he did not enter the officialdom and had only a great official of the cavalry lieutenant, so he stayed in this sect to handle chores. It seemed that he had great power, but in fact, a lot of his power was only acting as the head of the family, not his own power. For example, financial power, Zhang Ruohao took it away to Zhang Huan, and he had no temper at all.

By the way, Zhang Ruofeng's wife came from a famous pig-killing family in Taiyuan City. She was black and fat. The reason why Zhang Ruofeng's father liked her as his third daughter-in-law was because she had a prosperous husband and a blessed look that could keep Zhang Ruofeng safe all his life. It's a pity that she even gave birth to five children was daughters, but they were all married, which made Zhang Ruofeng's weakness not inherited to his descendants.

"Oh! It's Shibalang. I'm here so early. Is there anything wrong?" Zhang Ruofeng took off his elder's airs, his hands behind his back, but he waved his wife desperately, signaling his wife to walk away quickly.

When Zhang Ruofeng's wife saw that a young man with a tall and dark child came, she immediately felt a little fond. She looked at Zhang Huan with a loving look for a long time before she hurriedly opened the door of the living room and let him into the living room. She served tea and food, and after a long time of busyness, she stepped down.

"Uncle San, it's a bit abrupt for him to come early in the morning to disturb him. However, the children of the Zhang family have been making a fuss recently. Shibalang hopes that Uncle San can come forward and say a few fair words to calm the storm."

Zhang Huan's confidence made Zhang Ruofeng sneer secretly. Why did he know that he would support him? The Zhang family clearly had enough money and supplies, but he wanted to cut everyone's monthly money, and it was not treated alone. Some people cut while others remained unmoved. How could he support such a powerful decision?

He pondered for a moment and said, "It's okay to ask me to come forward to oppose Zhang Xuan and the others' troubles. However, Shibalang suddenly wants to cut some monthly money for the Zhang family's children. I think it's extremely inappropriate. I can't agree with this. I hope Shibalang will take back this decision first."
To be continued...