On the carriage, Zhang Huan remained silent. Zhang Ruohao leaned against the couch, squinted his eyes, and looked at the young man in front of him with interest. His body was full of mystery, and every time he saw him, he could bring freshness to himself.

He did not praise him for his daring to break into the yamen at night to save people, nor did he admire him for kidnapping the eldest daughter of the Cui family, but was inspired by his clever use of himself.

Since this guy can use a hundred jin of coins to send a letter from the shop owner, he will be caught and hide there casually. Where can Cui Yuan find him?

But he was going to show up and let Cui Yuan catch him. There was only one explanation. He was deliberately caught and then asked himself to come forward to protect him.

His real intention was to force himself to come forward and eliminate his worries. He was such a cunning young man. Although Zhang Ruohao finally realized that he was being used, he was still very relieved.

This is what he hopes to see Zhang Huan, who is both daring to act and foresight.

"Zebalang...what are you thinking?" Zhang Ruohao said with a smile.

Zhang Huan smiled, "I'm wondering what the family leader has agreed to Cui Yuan, otherwise, how could he easily release me?"

"Zhao Yuanchao, the envoy of the two Huaihe Rivers, is about to retire. I promised him that I would recommend Wang Jin to take over."

Speaking of this, Zhang Ruohao glanced at him, saw that he had no expression on his face, and said in a more intense tone: "The two Huaihe River transport envoys control the transport of Huainan and has always been the forbidden tyrant of the Chu family. Cui Yuan's purpose was nothing more than to borrow my hand and let the Wang family intervene to Huainan, and at the same time, it also made Chu Xingshui dissatisfied with me."

"Did the head of the family agree?"

Zhang Ruohao waved his hand angrily, "Of course! In order to eliminate the trouble you kid, I can only agree."

Zhang Huan's mouth moved, and after a long time, he whispered: "Head of the family, I'm sorry!"

"I also know that you are not reckless, but are forced by the situation. I don't blame you!"

Zhang Ruohao patted Zhang Huan on the shoulder and smiled, "You are willing to stand up for your friends, which means you are a kind and kind person. This is very good. If you really listen to me, regardless of your friend's life or death, although it fulfills my wishes, I will also be very disappointed with you. A real man knows how to adapt, but he cannot lose the principles of being a human being, but...

Speaking of the word "but", a trace of cunning flashed in Zhang Ruohao's eyes, "But you, you kid, dare to humiliate me. I can't spare you!"

Seeing that the head of the family guessed his intention, Zhang Huan scratched the back of his head embarrassedly and smiled: "Actually, if we promised Cui Yuan, our Zhang family will not suffer any losses. On the contrary, if we lead the Wang family to Huainan, it will be more beneficial than disadvantages to our Zhang family. What does the head of the family think?"

"Speak!" Zhang Ruohao's eyes became even more interested.

Zhang Huan smiled slightly and said, "Chu, the king is in a bad relationship, and Wang Ang has no time to look north. In this way, the head of the family can take the opportunity to clear the civil strife in the family."

Zhang Ruohao smiled and said, "Not bad! You can see thoroughly. I want to have a good talk with you about the family matters tonight!"

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It was already midnight when the trembling old housekeeper brought Zhang Huan (eleven o'clock at night).

"Master, Shibalang brings it!"

"Let him come in!" Zhang Ruohao put down the book and looked at Zhang Huan in with a smile on his face.

Zhang Huan took a step forward and bowed deeply to Zhang Ruohao, "Let the head of the family wait for a long time!"

"Come on! Sit down and talk." Zhang Ruohao ordered Zhang Huan to sit down. He did not exchange greetings and went straight to the topic: "I have modified the rules for inheritance of the head of the family. It is not necessary for the eldest son to inherit it. You know, I am under a lot of pressure for this."

Zhang Huan nodded silently. In a society with strict hierarchy, the importance of bloodline is self-evident. This is the rule of conduct for the entire Tang Dynasty, from aristocratic families to the cold clans, and even family wealth, land inheritance, etc.

A person's nobleness and dignity are determined before his birth. The status of a concubine's son in a noble family is not even as good as that of a poor family. The latter can make a name for himself through hard work, and the concubine's son is branded as a humble person when he is born.

Therefore, as soon as Zhang Ruohao's decision to not distinguish between legitimate and illegitimate sisters was released, it immediately caused a sensation. His move overturned tradition and changed the unspoken rules that everyone recognized.

And all this is for him Zhang Huan.

Of course, being the heir of a family head must not be just about the satisfaction of the family head. This is related to the rise and fall of a family, and he must have enough strength to make the entire family recognize him.

What Zhang Ruohao gave him was actually just an opportunity to show his ability. Whether he could seize this opportunity depends on himself.

"Zhang Huan is engraved in my heart about the importance of the head of the family. I will work harder and never let the head of the family down."

Zhang Ruohao glanced at him and smiled faintly. Ten years ago, Zhang Ruofeng vowed to him to manage every copper coins in the Zhang family, but he transferred 400,000 guan to the Shannan Wang family; fifteen years ago, his clan brother Zhang Potian vowed to be loyal to him, but in the end he split the Zhang family.

A statement does not mean anything.

He pondered for a moment and asked, "You have also been in charge of financial power for several months. You should have seen the current situation of my Zhang family. Then tell me, what is the current crisis of my Zhang family?"

"Crisis?" Zhang Huan smiled bitterly. Everyone knows the crisis of the Zhang family in Taiyuan City, so why bother asking him?

"In recent years, the luxury of the family is growing, and the legitimate son is rich in monthly income. He recites poems and essays all day long to play with the wind and moon. However, the poor and concubines have no chance to make a comeback. The clan members with official positions are not enterprising and just live a mediocre life. Take my father for example. It took fifteen years from the eighth-rank chief clerk to the sixth-rank chief clerk. He was evaluated every year. On the contrary, he never gave up on his concubine every year."

Speaking of this, Zhang Huan sighed, "One leaf can tell Qiu. If the head of the family does not make up his mind to purify it, I am afraid that two or three years later, if the Hedong incident occurs, the Ministry of Personnel will write down a document, and the county magistrates and ministers from all over the Zhang family will have to pack up their quilts and go home."

Zhang Ruohao's face changed several times. After a while, he said helplessly: "I don't know what you said, but some things are not as simple as you think. Since the civil strife ten years ago, my Zhang family has no strength to protect themselves. The Wang family is in front, the Cui family is in the back, and there is also a Pei family waiting to reap profits. In this situation, it will involve the overall situation after the right prime minister next year. But next year, the position of right prime minister will reach five years, and no one dares to act rashly at this time. This is an opportunity."

"What should the owner of the family do?"

Zhang Ruohao smiled slightly and said, "So I want to hear your ideas, where do we need to cut from?"

"Get up wherever you fall!"

Zhang Huan raised his head, staring at Zhang Ruohao and slowly said, "Since the decline of my Zhang family originated from the family rebellion ten years ago, if we want to reorganize the old glory of the Zhang family, the head of the family must broaden our minds and return to the origin of Zhang Potian again. The day when the two Zhangs become brothers again is the beginning of the revitalization of our Zhang family."

"Become a brother again!" Zhang Ruohao murmured to himself. Zhang Huan said it right. Zhang Potian was the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty and had a wide connection in the army. He was the Minister of Rites and squeezed into the circle of decision-making in the cabinet. If the two Zhangs joined hands, why should they be afraid of Cui and Wang's squeeze?

He nodded with relief, his eyes full of hope. The courage and vision shown by Zhang Huan made him feel as if he had seen the day when the Zhang family rose again.

"I understand, you can rest soon! I will take you to visit Wei Yan and Bae Jun tomorrow."

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Wei Yan's mansion in Chang'an is located in Anrenfang, close to Zhuque Street, which covers a large area. It is also the house of Wei Jiansu, the former prime minister. At that time, the Wei family's clan was in Chang'an. After the Anshi Rebellion broke out, Wei Jiansu moved the clan to Kaiyang County, Longyou. Gradually, it became the original family of Wei, and the Wei family in Guanlong was named.

The arrival of Zhang Ruohao surprised and happy Wei Yan. In a battle of about to start, this was undoubtedly a gift of carbon from the snow. Although the Zhang family's power was no longer as strong as before, he was the Minister of Rites and controlled the Ministry of Works of the court (I need to say a few more words here. After the Middle Tang Dynasty, the Minister of the Six Ministry of Works basically became the transfer of officials. His official title only represents one identity, and does not necessarily indicate the position he holds, nor can he handle the affairs of the Ministry in detail, and the actual power is in the hands of the Minister of the Six Ministry of Works). Zhao Zong, the current Minister of Works of the Ministry of Works, is a disciple of Zhang Ruohao.

"What is this guy?" Wei Yan looked at Zhang Huan, a little surprised. Zhang Ruohao brought his younger generation to visit him, but did not bring Zhang's eldest son Zhang Xuan, but instead brought a strange young man, but he seemed to have seen this young man somewhere?

"Haha! Let me introduce it. This is Zhang Huan, the son of my sixth brother. This time I went to Beijing to participate in the imperial examination." Zhang Ruohao said, winking at Zhang Huan, "Seibalang hasn't come forward to see you?"

Zhang Huan stepped forward and gave a deep bow, "I have met Uncle Wei Shi!"

"Ah! So you are Zhang Huan." Wei Yan was overjoyed. He grabbed Zhang Huan's hand and smiled gratefully: "Thank you for saving my mother. She often mentioned you. She planned to come to the door in a few days, but she didn't expect you to come first."

Speaking of this, he hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to ask something, but it was hard to speak. Zhang Huan knew what he meant, so he smiled and said, "I have saved Brother Wei Qing, and later we separated for some reason. However, the Uighurs had retreated westward by then, so he should be safe."

"Is this true?"

Wei Yan could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and showed joy. Kaiyang City was broken, and his eldest son was chased by the Uighurs. Life and death were unknown. This has always been his most heart-wrenching matter. Now, when he got the news from Zhang Huan, how could he not make him ecstatic? It was just that Zhang Ruohao was next to him. He could not lose his composure. Wei Yan controlled the excitement in his heart and nodded to Zhang Huan, "Thank you for the news. Maybe they are still taking refuge somewhere and will return to Beijing soon!"

After saying that, he changed the subject and looked him up and down and smiled, "If your head said that you participated in the imperial examination this year, I would have thought you were also a soldier in the army. I, a man from the Tang Dynasty, should have been like this. I can get on a horse, Zhang Gong, protect my family and the country, and read poetry and books well, so this is the reason why we, Longyou, govern the school under the military rules."

When his son was in a state of decline, Wei Yan felt much more relaxed and happy. He remembered something again, pointed at Zhang Huan and smiled at Zhang Ruohao, "Brother Zhang, when I first saw Nephew Zhang, I thought it was someone I met on the Leyouyuan Bridge the night before yesterday, haha! That guy......"

He looked at Zhang Huan, smiled meaningfully, but stopped talking.

Zhang Huan also smiled faintly. He knew that Wei Er had actually recognized him, but he didn't point it out.

At this time, Zhang Ruohao interrupted, "Brother Wei may not know that the fire of the Uighurs' military rations in Ma'anling was actually done by me, the eighteen men, but the result was taken away by the second son of the Cui family!"

"Hmph!" Wei Yan heard the word "Cui", and a deep hatred ejaculated in his eyes. "I just said that the ignorant bloke of the Cui family who only knows how to do such a big thing, it is indeed a big deal!"
Chapter completed!