imperial psychologist

Chapter 538
Zhang Shouzhong recognized the person who came at a glance - the leader of the cavalry was Zhang Zhiyi, the new governor of Jiangzhou who was appointed the year before last.

Speaking of which, Zhang Shouzhong and him still have a family relationship.

The Zhang family is a big family in Jiangzhou, but Zhang Shouzhong has settled in Pingjing more than 20 years ago. These years, he seldom goes home and walks around. Contacts are few and far between.

Zhang Zhiyi's seniority is two generations higher than that of Zhang Shouzhong, but he is young, only 25-[-] this year.

He is almost Zhang Shouzhong's number one fan - when he was 14 years old, he heard that the highly praised Zhang Shentong was his distant relative, and he was overjoyed.

In order to express his admiration for idols, Zhang Zhiyi specially compiled a booklet while studying. The book not only included many poems and essays of Mr. Zhang, but also some crazy anecdotes about him when he was young. Then sort by time.

This booklet was originally collected by Zhang Zhiyi for his own entertainment, but he really did not expect that a copy of this book would fall into Zhang Shouzhong's hands not long after.

What Zhang Zhiyi didn't expect was that Zhang Shouzhong wrote him a long letter after reading it overnight.

The letter was not delivered directly to him, after all Zhang Shouzhong didn't know Zhang Zhiyi himself - this reply letter was first sent to the patriarch of Zhang Shouzhong's family, and after going through several people, Zhang Zhiyi's uncle finally got it.

When Zhang Zhiyi found out that the poems he had compiled had been read by the idol himself, he blushed, couldn't even breathe, and passed out on the spot. Fortunately, his sister was beside him at the time, and immediately poured a ladle of cold water to wake him up.

The young Zhang Zhiyi tremblingly opened the letter from Zhang Shouzhong, then Minister of the Ministry of War—he thought he would be scolded, but unexpectedly, Zhang Shouzhong thanked him for his hard work at the beginning of the letter, saying that he really wanted to let go all these years. I took the time to sort out the manuscripts of the past poems, but due to the many things at hand, I never did it.

Many of these poems were written by him at will, and he himself did not expect that anyone could find the original text, which shows Zhang Zhiyi's hard work on this matter.

In the letter, Zhang Shouzhong corrected some exaggerated and exaggerated rumors in the manual one by one, and politely asked Zhang Zhiyi not to show the book to others, so as not to cause some unnecessary troubles.

What impressed Zhang Zhiyi the most was the end of the letter. Zhang Shouzhong wrote generously that although compiling poems was a trivial matter, he could feel Zhang Zhiyi's talent between the lines, and hoped that Zhang Zhiyi could use his talent and talent on the right path to come It would be a real blessing if Ri could serve as an official in the same dynasty with him and work together for the well-being of the people of the world.

Holding the letter, Zhang Zhiyi cried out on the spot.

He later transcribed that letter and pasted it on his desk, while the original was sealed away like a family heirloom.

Now ten years have passed, and during these ten years, the only time the two met at close range was when Zhang Shouzhong sent his dead wife back to his hometown three years ago.

But that was also Zhang Zhiyi's unilateral "meeting", because at the funeral, Zhang Shouzhong, who had reached middle age, lost a lot of weight, his face was pale and vain, and he looked listless... It was really not a good time to go up and say hello .

In addition, Zhang Shouzhong didn't stay in Jiangzhou for a long time that time. He set off to return to Beijing the day after he personally watched his dead wife buried.

Zhang Zhiyi could only salute and bid farewell among several senders, and did not expect Zhang Shouzhong to remember him.

At the age of 20, Zhang Zhiyi finally ranked second in high school, and got a Jinshi background, but due to various reasons, he finally failed to stay in Beijing.

In the past few years, he went to Beijing several times to report on his work, but he was always blocked by the housekeeper of the Zhang family - because Zhang Shouzhong has an iron rule, that is, he does not accept visits on a daily basis, whether it is officials from other places or his relatives and friends. No one should even try to cut corners.

It's a pity, but after hitting a wall a few times, Zhang Shouzhong's image in Zhang Zhiyi's mind grew even taller.

Tonight is a special day for Zhang Zhiyi.

He carried the will of Emperor Shengming on him, and Emperor Shengming asked him by name to announce the imperial decree to Zhang Shouzhong, the second assistant and Minister of the Ministry of War—he has endured for so long, and now he can finally introduce his name to Zhang Shouzhong with dignity, any official position.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiyi has been on the road almost day and night for the past few days. If it hadn't been for a light rain in the afternoon, he would have arrived in the evening.

Zhang Shouzhong saw the flying dust in the distance, and without a moment's delay, he quickly walked down the tower with his clothes in his hands and waited.

The sky was gloomy that night, and the moonlight was slightly dark red, like a bloodshot eye hanging in the air.

The city gate opened slowly, and Zhang Shouzhong walked out quickly, followed by the guards.

Zhang Zhiyi and a few followers behind him arrived quickly, he flew off his horse, and stepped forward to meet Zhang Shouzhong's figure.

"Master Zhang."

"Master Zhang!"

The two spoke in unison.

Both Zhang Shouzhong and Zhang Zhiyi smiled.

Not seeing him for three years, Zhang Shouzhong looked much better than when he was at the funeral, but the wrinkles around his eyes and the grayness of his temples became more obvious, which shows how heavy the burden has been on him in the past few years.

Zhang Zhiyi looked at the elder in front of him with some excitement. He was eager in his heart. He only felt that an idol was an idol. He used to think that he was extraordinary from a distance, but now that he is getting closer—look at the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the majesty, it can be seen that even if he is old, he is clearly Chen Yingzi did not fade!
The two exchanged greetings under the city gate. Zhang Zhiyi was a little restrained. He didn't know how to talk about many topics that he had prepared. own shortcomings.

Soon, more than a dozen prison cars also rushed to the city.

"There are a total of 12 people here." Speaking of business, Zhang Zhiyi reluctantly suppressed Feiyang's heart, he straightened his face, and then said, "There are 23 leaders of the blue-robed thieves, and 11 of them have committed serious crimes and caused public grievances." The boiling was made public three days ago in Jiangzhou Chengzhong, to indignate the common people."

"That's exactly what I want to ask," Zhang Shouzhong was a bit puzzled, "Why didn't the emperor directly try the case in Jiangzhou City, and insisted on escorting the criminal back to Beijing? There are many variables on the road, in case something goes wrong— —”

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang. This is not a place to talk. After we put all the criminals in prison, I will talk to you about this matter in detail."

"Okay." Zhang Shouzhong nodded, "This way."

It was night, and Zhang Shouzhong personally led the way to the prison of the Criminal Ministry. At midnight, the street was empty, except for the occasional barking of dogs from a distance.

"Is your majesty okay?" Zhang Shouzhong was on the horse, and turned to look at Zhang Zhiyi, "I heard that the emperor personally brought the soldiers to attack the bandit's lair this time?"

Zhang Zhiyi sighed, "That's right, it's a narrow escape... If Shengjia makes a mistake in Jiangzhou Mansion, we will surely die."

"Near death?" Zhang Shouzhong was a little surprised, "Where is the emperor's Shenji camp?"

(End of this chapter)