"What, the ancestral temple was burned, and more than 20 people were killed or injured!" Zhang Ruohao stood up. Even though he was calm, he was still stunned by the news. Tomorrow is the fifth day of the first lunar month, and it is the day when the ancestors accept worship. The ancestral hall was burned, so how did he explain to the ancestors?

He forced himself to calm down and asked again: "Are you sure it was all burned or partially caught fire?"

"Principal, please see this." Zhang Yang handed over a letter of pigeon. Zhang Yang was the second son of Zhang Ruohao's second brother Zhang Ruojin. He served as the position of the prince's sect in Beijing. The prince's sect is a free position, so he is also responsible for the exchanges between the Zhang family's capital and the Taiyuan Sect. He received this urgent case early in the morning.

Zhang Ruohao took the Ge letter, and he understood that the matter was serious without looking at it. Ge letter used red paper, which means that there was a 100,000 urgent matter, and it was only used once when the family split eleven years ago. Zhang Ruohao trembled and unfolded the letter. The letter was written by his third brother Zhang Ruofeng, saying that the paper candle for the sacrifice had not been extinguished, causing a big fire. In addition, the fire was unable to extinguish it, and more than 20 ancestral halls were burned, and even the tablets of his ancestors could not be preserved. At the end of the letter, he apologized to his elder brother.

‘The tablet of the ancestor.

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’Zhang Ruohao's eyes turned dark, his body shook a few times, and he almost fainted.

"Master! Master!" Zhang Yang and the butler held him together and called out anxiously. After a while, Zhang Ruohao sighed long, and he waved his hand and signaled that he was fine.

At this moment, a family member came in to report, "The Eighteen Lang is here, please see the head of the family!"

"He is causing trouble now. Didn't he see any major issues here?" Zhang Yang angrily scolded: "Let him go back!"

"No! Let him come in, I have something to say to him." Zhang Ruohao was confused. When something big happened, he had to rush back no matter what.

After a while, Zhang Huan was brought in, and he had something to report to him. Yesterday, the head of the family suddenly told him that the dynasty would postpone the sixth day of the dynasty due to illness in the prime minister. However, the sixth day of the dynasty was the first day of the provincial examination. In other words, if he came forward to testify as planned, he would have to give up the imperial examination.

"What happened to the head of the family?" As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Huan felt the strange atmosphere in the room.

Zhang Ruohao smiled bitterly and handed the pigeon letter to Zhang Huan, "You can take a look!"

Zhang Huan looked at it quickly and immediately thought of Mrs. Wang's pale and thin face. She couldn't help but smile coldly. How could such a coincidence happen in the world?

"What should the head of the family do?" Zhang Huan asked without saying a word.

"Zebalang!" Zhang Yang next to him finally couldn't bear it anymore. A concubine's son didn't say it after reading the secret letter, but he dared to talk to the head of the family in such a tone. He shouted, "You must pay attention to your identity!"

"It's okay, I asked him to come in just to tell him about this." Zhang Ruohao waved his hand.

"Can't the head of the family leave after the grand dynasty end?" Zhang Huan ignored Zhang Yang's anger and continued to ask.

Zhang Ruohao sighed and said with a sad expression: "It would be okay if it was two days late, but tomorrow is the day of the ancestral temple's New Year's Festival. I must apologize to the ancestors before the New Year's Festival!"

He walked slowly to the window with his hands behind his back. The cold wind blew his silver hair up, his eyes were angry and helpless. At this moment, he seemed to have become ten years old all of a sudden.

Slowly, he turned around and stared at Zhang Huan, his eyes gradually becoming brighter from dimness. "Even if I leave, he may not be able to taste it as he wishes. Don't worry, I will arrange everything before leaving!"

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It was already afternoon when Zhang Huan returned to the inn. He locked himself in the room and silently stared at the long sword sent by Cui Ning. The head of the family left helplessly, which made him finally understand Zhang Potian's words, "You can't understand Cui Yuan's methods, and using a knife to kill people has always been his usual method."

Mrs. Wang probably had arranged this move ten years ago, and until today he suddenly took action. The first one he wanted to remove the seven major families was most likely the Zhang family.

"Get rid of the disease! Get rid of the disease!" Zhao Yan slammed the door anxiously from the door.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Huan stepped forward and opened the door.

Zhao Yan leaned in and looked around. Seeing that everything was normal, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Pingping said you were silent all the time, staring at the knife all day long, maybe you were looking for a short opinion, let me stop you!"

When Zhang Huan turned around, he saw two holes as big as walnuts on the window paper. He couldn't help but feel angry and amused: "How could I find a short-sighted person?"

He pulled the door a little wider and said to Zhao Yan: "Come in! I happen to have something to say to you."

Zhao Yan knelt down with confusion, not knowing what Zhang Huan wanted to say to him. Zhang Huan lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said, "I plan to give up this year's imperial examination."

"What!" Zhao Yan's eyes widened suddenly. At this moment, he would rather hear Zhang Huan say that he wanted to find a short-sighted person and give up the imperial examination. Is he crazy?

Zhang Huan knew that he would have this expression, so he smiled and said, "I just gave up on this year's imperial examination and came back next year."

Zhao Yan stared at him for a long time. It seemed that it was not a joke, but it was true. He moved his mouth and finally refused to ask. If Zhang Huan wanted to tell the reason, he would naturally tell himself that this might involve the secret of the Zhang family.

"Then how do you plan to explain to your mother?"

Zhang Huan shook his head and said, "I think my mother will understand my difficulties!"

"Zhang Shiba!" Pingping hurriedly pushed the door and ran in. She stared at the knife in Zhang Huan's hand, hesitated, and pointed outside and said, "There is an old man named Zhang at the door looking for you!"

"Subject to Zhang?" Zhang Huan concentrated on his mind and thought, "Is that true?"

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’He immediately jumped up and ran towards the door, he already knew who was coming.

"My nephew, do you have time?" Zhang Potian laughed at the door.

Zhang Huan stepped forward and gave a deep bow, then smiled and said, "I have nothing now, but I have time."

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Fengxiang is today's Baoji. It takes only half a day to go from Chang'an to Fengxiang. The group took advantage of the night to gallop on the official road. At about one update, they arrived at Fengxiang County.

The horse speed gradually slowed down, Zhang Potian wiped his sweat and laughed: "Happy! It's been a long time since I've been running like this."

Zhang Huan came up from behind and smiled, "I thought my fourth uncle could ride a carriage, but I didn't expect that he would ride a horse, and he was still stronger."

"It's really not possible now. I followed General Li Guangbi from Hebei to Huaixi and rushed thousands of miles away, that's what I felt happy!"

Zhang Potian said, glanced at Zhang Huan, and saw that he was chatting and laughing, without any depressed at all, he couldn't help but nod and applauded. After walking for a while, Zhang Potian looked up at the dim moonlight, then tightened the reins and walked side by side with Zhang Huan. He smiled and said, "Shibalang may have guessed what I meant when I called you to Fengxiang?"

"Can it be that the fourth uncle is nostalgic again!" Zhang Huan said with a smile.

Zhang Potian didn't say anything. After a while, he said lightly: "Zhang Ruohao left Chang'an today. He left me a letter before leaving." Speaking of this, Zhang Potian looked up at the night sky and sighed with emotion: "It's been ten years. I didn't expect that he would ask me for the first time when he came to me! The world changed, and we are old in a blink of an eye!"

Zhang Huan was silent for a moment and said slowly: "I have also decided to give up the imperial examination!"

"I know you will do this. Just as I decided to accept Zhang Ruohao's request, our Zhang family has reached the most critical moment. No one can stay out of the matter. We must regain the initiative at the next day's meeting."

Zhang Huan was thinking, and after a while, he whispered: "Uncle Fourth, I have a few words, I don't know whether to say it or not!"

"It's all my family. What's the matter? Just say it."

Zhang Huan pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, "Cui Yuan bypassed the cabinet this time and forced Cui Qinggong to enter the cabinet in the name of the emperor. How could he not beware of everyone's attack at the court meeting? Remove Wang Ang and Yang Qi, and Pei, Wei, Zhang and Chu, which are related to the interests of the family, and they will not agree easily. So he instructed Wang Yanluo to burn the Zhang family ancestral hall and force the head of the family to leave. In this way, only six of the seven prime ministers were left. As long as Pei Jun or Chu Xingshui remained neutral, three to two, Cui Qinggong entered the cabinet, so that Cui Qinggong would be eliminated. Therefore, the head of the family and Shangshu Wei discussed using Cui Xiong to make money, so that Cui Qinggong would lose his righteousness and could not enter the cabinet. Although the method is feasible, with Cui Yuan's long-term plan, how could he not consider this matter? Judging from his postponing the departure of the grand dynasty and the head of the family today, Cui Yuan had already had a solution, so if we did not send out surprise troops, we would probably not have a chance of winning this court meeting."

"Shock?" Zhang Potian murmured a few words. He glanced at Zhang Huan and said with a smile: "Do you know why Zhang Ruohao wrote me? The Zhang family was split by Cui Yuan ten years ago. Do you have to repeat the same mistakes ten years later? Don't worry, the surprise Zhang Ruohao has already arranged it!"

"Shibalang, follow me!" Zhang Potian rode his horse, got off the official road, and galloped along the woods.

After traveling three miles apart, everyone arrived at an inn called Meilinyi. At this time, Zhang Potian winked at a confidant, and his confidant quickly entered the inn. After a moment, several people hurried out from the inn.

Two of them saw Zhang Potian from afar. They rushed over, knelt in front of his horse, and cried, "I am guilty!"

Zhang Potian hurriedly dismounted and helped the two of them up, comforted them, "You obeyed my order back then, so why did you blame me? You have endured humiliation and saved my elite troops in the Hedong Army for so many years. I should be the one who kneeled down to you!"

After saying that, he called Zhang Huan forward and introduced him: "These two were my beloved generals back then, one was named Yang Lie and the other was named Lu Qianli. Now they are the Baotian Army Army Envoy and the Xifeng Army Envoy. They are both your uncles. Please give me a greeting!"

Zhang Huan immediately knelt down and gave them a big gift, "My nephew Zhang Gobian, I have met two uncles!"

"I dare not! I dare not!" The middle-aged man named Yang Lie hurriedly helped Zhang Huan up and looked him up and down and smiled: "I heard Liu Yuanqing talk about you, and he is extremely courageous, but he is indeed a great talent!"

Zhang Potian smiled slightly and said, "This is the heir to the Zhang family head whom I and Zhang Ruohao decided at the same time. However, if you come to you today, I have something to discuss with you!"
Chapter completed!