Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 178 Zhang’s Ancestors and Grandchildren
  In the south of Xinzheng City, there is the Zhang Mansion Courtyard.

The Zhang family has been the prime minister of Han for generations, and by the time of King An of Han, he had been the king of Han for five generations. He had already been the prime minister of the country for three dynasties.

Not surprisingly, when the old Kaifeng 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 overall simple and elegant, low-key and connotative.

In the tea room of Zhang Mansion, Zhang Kaidi and his grandson Zhang Liang - who needs no further introduction, one of the three outstanding figures of the early Han Dynasty, strategist and suave Liu Hou - were drinking tea and chatting.

Wearing thick and simple Chinese clothes with an open face, his brows were furrowed, and his old face full of grooves was filled with 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 Zheng were really seeking revenge and had nothing to do with Ji Wuye, he would 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 woman, wearing a neat green shirt, raised his hand to pour tea for his grandfather while observing him carefully.

"Grandpa, 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 very 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. .”

"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 not beyond his expectation, nor was it beyond that person's expectation.

With this thought in mind, Zhang Liangchao opened his hands slightly and said:
  "Grandpa, maybe... my grandson knows someone who can solve 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 just tell what he said.

"who is it?"

"Grandpa will know when we meet." Zhang Liang curved his lips and showed a warm smile, showing off to his grandfather.

"Haha, then... we'll see." Zhang Kaidai didn't mind, and the sadness on his face could not help but disappear by a third.

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 smile made the wrinkles on his old face squeeze together like a daisy.

"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 always concealed Don't fall off.

"Remember, do it swiftly and make sure that Mr. Xiang Guo passes away peacefully."

"Don't worry, General." Mo Ya clenched his fists and accepted the order.

………………

It's night, Zilanxuan.

Zilanxuan is different every day, but still the same.

All kinds of guests come in and out, led by the 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. Kai Kaidi is a conservative person, so the Zhang family has a very strict family tradition and always avoids 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 Kaifangdi, a sixty or seventy-year-old Laobangcai, even if he takes pills, he can't act, let alone come.

These two people can be said to be rare guests among rare guests.

It was so strange that everyone, whether guests or girls, who knew him, couldn't help but glance at the grandfather and grandson with their eyes, but no one dared to come up to them.

With an open, dark face, he led Zhang Liang into Zilanxuan in 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 it will be interesting."

Gu Xun glanced at her and sneered in his heart.

Yes, it’s interesting. As for the future saint seeker, you don’t even know how much you’ll be worth if I sell you.

Therefore, Yan Lingji is a woman who knows how to pick. She likes to provoke anyone who is difficult to deal with.

seek death!

Zi Nu put her hands together, twisted her waist and walked towards the door:
  "Don't bother making arrangements about people's grandparents and grandchildren. They are my guests after all."

"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 in disdain.

Gu Xun didn't react. He 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 won't be a problem to deal with Ji Wuye."

Even if Gu Xun doesn't watch the original plot, according to 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 short heels stepping on the wooden floor.

Then there was the 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 with Kaifeng.

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.

　Something happened at home, sorry for the delay.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)