In the palace, Zhang Ling did not say a few words to his grandfather, whom he had recognized as relatives at that time. The reunion after a long absence was supposed to be a scene of harmony for the whole family, but his stubbornness was made stiff. It is not that Zhang Ling really blamed this man who treated him. The kind grandfather was really offended by the things he would do later. Now he was talking openly, but it would end in embarrassment later. Zhang Ling squeezed out of the crowd surrounded by the officials and said everything The good things were left to Xie Dancheng to deal with. He ran very fast on his own, leaving the father and son behind him far away. They were basically the first ones to leave the palace.
I found Ren Pingsheng's carriage in the stable. There was a hired boy driving the horse. Zhang Ling gave him a piece of silver and said, "Just leave this carriage to me. You can go."
Seeing that he could get so much money without having to work, the boy quickly thanked him, but when Zhang Ling sent him away, he ran away faster than anyone else.
There were not many officials near the stables yet to lead the horses, so Zhang Ling hurriedly turned the carriage around to leave. In the palace, Ren Pingsheng saw that he was running so fast, and he also ignored official etiquette and ran out to follow him. However, he was stopped by a group of people. The courtesy officer pointed.
Just as Zhang Ling was about to ride the horse away alone, Ren Pingsheng ran out of the palace in anger. Even after running for so long, his official robe and official hat were messed up. He held the horse's head with one hand and waited until he took a big breath before saying angrily. : "Zhang Ling, you bastard, why are you wearing my clothes without telling me, and now you are robbing me of my horse? Should you move to my house tomorrow, and finally take away my house deed?"
Zhang Ling smiled: "Get in the car, I'll talk to you later."
Ren Pingsheng pushed him away, got into the carriage, raised the curtain, looked directly at him, and wished he could kick him down.
As Zhang Lingqiao's horse galloped leisurely on the street, Ren Pingsheng asked, "Why are you running so fast?"
Zhang Ling did not discuss what he wanted to do with him immediately, but asked instead: "Have you heard about what happened in the court today?"
Ren Pingsheng said sarcastically: "Of course I know that you are very famous. You were granted the title of Imperial Censor as soon as you came up, and you happen to be my immediate boss."
Zhang Ling chuckled: "I don't believe you don't know. In fact, this official was not given to me at all. It was probably the intention of the prime minister to give me the excuse that this official with the most power in the Metropolitan Procuratorate is used, and then you can lend it to me." I want to clean up the mess that I have done for a long time. To put it bluntly, I am just a showman, and the real power is given to you so that you can do things."
Ren Pingsheng sneered and said: "It's good to know. When the official seal is obtained, just give it to me. You will be your senior official and you won't need to worry about government affairs."
Zhang Ling changed his tone and asked seriously: "Let me ask you something, if you are faced with a dilemma, would you choose the overall situation, or right or wrong?"
Ren Pingsheng asked, "Are you trying to give me a warning?"
Zhang Ling shook his head and said: "This is the bottom line. I hope you won't forget the difference between right and wrong for the sake of the so-called overall situation."
Ren Pingsheng replied firmly: "Don't worry, I can make my own judgment about right and wrong. If I really become a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve my goals, please kill me."
Zhang Ling smiled and said: "I will definitely not be soft when the time comes."
Ren Pingsheng didn't answer any more questions he asked, until the carriage stopped. Ren Pingsheng looked at the large courtyard on the left side of the street, with two big characters "Zhang Mansion" written on it.
Ren Pingsheng asked: "Your grandfather and Zhang Shilang are still behind, what are you doing here?"
Zhang Ling looked at the gate mansion and said with emotion: "Seventeen years ago, after the Battle of Luping Valley, I heard that only my father's sword and my mother's sword were found. Others thought they could not escape that disaster, but in the next few months There was no news at all, so it was assumed that they were deceased. My mother’s sword, Wutongluo, was taken back by Fanxi Zhai, while the National Memorial Sword was left here.”
Ren Pingsheng suddenly realized: "So, you came here to get the knife back, but why did you come in advance? You can just tell His Majesty, and the knife will be returned to you."
Zhang Ling looked at him and mocked: "It seems that you don't know something! The Guoshang Sword is not just the second most famous sword in the world. When the Chen State was in crisis, it was almost destroyed by the Mo State. Zhang Mingze He stood up and not only regained the lost territory, but even captured a state. The late emperor smashed the jade seal and asked a master of weapon refiners to melt the jade seal and forge this unprecedented sword for the general. Therefore, Guoshang is not only a famous sword, but also a national weapon. , non-officials cannot hold it, and Chen Liuren cannot give it to me just because of a word."
Ren Pingsheng said: "So you plan to steal?"
Zhang Ling chuckled: "What do you mean by stealing? I just got back a relic of my father. Okay, I won't tell you anymore. If it's too late, those two people should be back."
Zhang Ling jumped off the carriage, walked to a deserted corner, and took the opportunity to jump in.
The father and son from different departments who came out of the palace finally got on the carriage. Along the way, Zhang Qizhou was speechless. He knew his son better than his father. Zhang Hongshan obviously saw what was on his son's mind and sighed: "I also know that you hate me too. I cruelly punished your mother, but you don't hate your brother. He has been better than you in every aspect since he was a child, so you are unwilling to give in and compare with him in everything. When I knew you were in the military camp, I didn't stop you. See you today. When you get to Zhang Ling, do you think of Mingze again? You two have been competing with each other all your life, so for so many years, I haven't heard you two call me father."
For the first time, Zhang Qizhou raised his head, looked directly at Zhang Hongshan and said: "I don't blame you. Mom, she killed her aunt, and she brought it all on herself. I didn't compete with my eldest brother, I just hated myself for not living up to expectations. I regarded him as someone I would pursue all my life." target, but until the day he died on the battlefield, I still had not caught up with him.”
Zhang Hongshan raised his old eyes, his gray eyebrows and beards were trembling, his eyes were dim with tears, and his voice was trembling: "You are finally willing to tell the truth to your father."
Zhang Qizhou did not dare to look directly, and kept looking outside the carriage window, fearing that he could not hold back tears, and said calmly: "I went to the military camp and followed his footsteps all the way, actually just to make up for the mistakes my mother made to their family. But he ran too fast, and I was not qualified to stand with him all the time.”
As he spoke, Zhang Qizhou's voice changed: "I also want to discuss military affairs with him, go to battle with him to kill the enemy, and finally have a drink together. When I see him toasting with others, I envy him. I envy him to have such a group of brothers, and I also wish him the best to live a happy life after leaving home."
Zhang Hongshan couldn't help but shed tears, and asked: "Then you haven't thought about yourself? Have you been happy in these years? Father knows that you are blocked in your heart, and he has never dared to disturb you, even if you don't As a father, I don’t want to force you to marry a wife. I just hope that you can live as happily as Mingze.”
Zhang Qizhou couldn't hold it back after all, and the emotions that had been accumulated for twenty years burst out at this moment. He lay on Zhang Hongshan's lap, trying his best not to let anyone outside hear, but his cry was still known to everyone.
