Chapter 6 Your uncle is still your uncle
Early the next morning, after a little rice porridge, Zhang Zhou and his son were ready to go.

Jiang Pingyu put on the clothes for her son, and said with concern on her face, "Husband, where are you going?"

Zhang Zhoudao: "Go to teach my son! Find some rags, find a hemp rope, pour out the tung oil and put it in a gourd, and give me two fire pockets..."

"..."

Jiang Pingyu had no idea what her husband was going to do.

Is this going to take my son to find Mr. Kaimeng?
The family can hardly even eat, survival is the top priority, and the education of the son can be put on the back burner.

But after what happened yesterday, Zhang Zhou's status at home suddenly improved, Jiang Pingyu didn't ask much, and prepared what her husband needed, and sent the father and son out.

"Close the door tightly, and if anyone comes in again, call the neighbors loudly."

"Okay, husband."

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The father and son went out of the street.

Zhang Zhou was murderous.

On the other hand, Zhang Jun was yawning, obviously the little guy hadn't had enough sleep yet.

"Father, where are we going?"

"Go to your uncle's house to collect debts, but I don't remember where your uncle's house is, so I let you lead the way."

Only then did Zhang Zhou tell his son the real purpose.

Zhang Jun is already six years old, and with a shrewd mind, he is more or less sensible. He tilted his head and asked, "Does uncle's family owe us money?"

"The debt of favor must be repaid for a lifetime."

Zhang Zhou couldn't explain it to his son in detail.

He found a corner at random, took the rope and rubbed it against his neck.

"Father? You're bleeding, what are you doing?" Zhang Jun was stunned.

Yesterday, my father was brave enough to repel the invading enemies, so why is he self-harming on the side of the road like a madman today?

"You know a fart." Zhang Zhou reprimanded.

Zhang Jundao: "Mother said, you can't scold others, but Dad, you still said that you should educate me well."

Zhang Zhou was taken aback, as if he should change his temper.

But being stuffed into the Ming Dynasty for no reason, there was a sense of violence in his heart, so his speech was naturally not so polite.

"Stop talking nonsense, where is your uncle's house, show me the way, I will sort out my words on the way, I will definitely catch your uncle by surprise!"

Zhang Jun trembled and led the way resentfully. Obviously, he walked this way to borrow money more than once.

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The Zhang family mansion.

Zhang Zhouguang felt very familiar just by looking at the lintel. This was obviously the place where he grew up, but unfortunately when the family was separated, the mansion was stolen by his brother, and he was divided into another courtyard.

When dividing the fields, he also suffered a big loss.

Thinking about it in my heart, even if South American silver hadn't flowed into China during the Hongzhi period, just such a big house in Nanjing would be worth at least 2000 taels of silver.

deficit!
Big loss.

"Go up and knock on the door, I'll make preparations." Zhang Zhou ordered his son.

Zhang Jundao: "Father, you won't take advantage of me to knock on the door and run away by yourself?"

Zhang Zhou was furious and slapped the kid on the head: "You're not thinking well? If I wanted to run away, why did I bring you here? Where's Tuogu? Knock!"

"Oh."

Zhang Jun was very reluctant and walked towards the door.

But before he got to the door, the door opened, and a group of people rushed out from inside, all holding things up.

Seeing this posture, Zhang Jun quickly ran back behind his father.

"Second Master, why are you here again? I have said that this is not the place you came from. You are separated from my master. From now on, your business has nothing to do with us!"

This group of servants is very experienced in dealing with Zhang Zhou.

But this time, Zhang Zhou is not Chu Ge.

He rolled a rag with a stick, poured tung oil on it, tapped the fire, and with a whistling sound, the flame lit up, thus forming a simple torch.

"what!?"

The onlookers were dumbfounded for a moment, what kind of way is this?
"Don't come over, I will shoot myself if anyone comes over, and then die with him!"

"..."

"..."

"Get out of the way! I want to go in to see my brother, whoever stops me, I will order whoever!"

The servant has never seen his second master such a tiger, not to mention, this trick is quite easy to use.

Whether Zhang Zhou died or not, no one cared, but who would want to come up and die with Zhang Zhou?
Ever since, Zhang Zhou and his son passed through the gate control of Zhang's mansion and entered the courtyard.

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"Second, what are you doing? Put the fire down!"

As soon as Zhang Zhou entered the courtyard, he saw a man with a rich face coming out from the opposite side. It was his elder brother Zhang Ye. Behind Zhang Ye was Zhang Zhou's eldest nephew Zhang Ping.

Naturally, Zhang Zhou would not give in so easily. If he lost the torch, he would probably be thrown out by a group of servants.

The torch is his magic weapon.

"Brother, I never thought that we brothers should talk in this way. It's not decent to talk like this. Why don't we find a secluded place and we can talk?"

Zhang Ye said: "Your sister-in-law has gone out to collect the bill, let's talk about it when she comes back."

Zhang Zhou said angrily: "Is it you or the sister-in-law who decides the Zhang family? Are you still a man? Do you think I came to borrow money from you? If you don't talk to me, then I will put a few haystacks at the door It's all ordered, the big deal is that the Zhang family's house will be abandoned, or I will be with you again..."

"Don't, don't!"

Zhang Ye quickly stopped his younger brother's actions.

Then Zhang Ye shouted at Zhang Ping: "What are you looking at? Make room for your second uncle! Be careful, it's very windy and dry in autumn and winter..."

A group of people get out of the way.

Holding a torch, Zhang Zhou entered a place he was familiar with, the main hall of the Zhang family.

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"Second, what are you going to do? Didn't we agree when we separated? Your family belongs to your family and mine belongs to mine. From then on, the two have nothing to do with each other! Now that you have lost all your property, you want to share my share." No?"

In the room, Zhang Ye took on the posture of a big brother, trying to teach his younger brother a lesson.

Zhang Zhou waved the torch and said, "Brother, it's not right for you to speak like that. When the family was separated, you divided up a lot of property. Let's talk about this house..."

Zhang Ye said: "What's wrong with this house? It was left by the ancestors for the sons."

"Brother, we seem to be born of the same mother, why are you a concubine and I a concubine?"

"Bah! Why didn't you say, daddy donated tribute to you back then, costing the family hundreds of taels of silver? Now you're trying to settle a small account with me? Anyway, the house is reserved for the eldest son and grandson, do you want any money! Kill me!" "

"Okay, big brother has backbone!"

Zhang Zhou handed the torch to his son.

Just when Zhang Ye thought that his younger brother was about to turn his back on the shore, Zhang Zhou took out another rag from his bosom, and poured tung oil on it skillfully, holding the torch in his hand.

"You...what are you doing?" Zhang Ye couldn't understand.

Zhang Zhou sneered, raised his head, and showed Zhang Ye the injury he had just made on his neck.

"Brother, I'm at a loss. See? I hung my neck in the tribute courtyard and almost died in it, but the king of hell refused to accept me and stuffed me back into the world. But I want to understand that it's too bad to die. Two are enough! Today we brothers go to Huangquan together, so that my Dalang will have a chance to redistribute the family property, right?"

Zhang Jun on the side suddenly became excited.

It turned out that the old man stabbed his neck with a hemp rope on the side of the road as if he was crazy, because of this?

Is the father sacrificing himself to make his son perfect?Such a great conduct, what a great father?
"father!"

Zhang Jun was so moved that he almost went up to persuade his father not to be overwhelmed.

Zhang Ye also instantly understood that his younger brother was actually looking for him desperately!He retreated to the corner step by step, pointed to the plaque and the ancestor's portrait on his finger, and said loudly: "You boy, don't mess around!"

Zhang Zhoudao: "Brother, it's not that I don't care about affection. I owe someone 20 taels of foreign debt. You know that. I want 20 taels from you, but you definitely won't give it. Asking you for [-] taels is beyond your ability." Range. Otherwise, you can give me [-] Wen, so that our family can have a meal, and I can take my wife and children away, you see... the brothers didn’t embarrass you, so it’s fair, right?”

"Fair, fair, two hundred Wen, give it to him!"

When Zhangye heard it, could two hundred texts solve the problem?Why not hurry?
The servants at the door were dumbfounded a long time ago. Seeing that the elder master and the second master were about to die together, they couldn't even take money at this moment.

"Second brother, you will..."

"In the future, if you are a brother wandering around, you will definitely not step into this yard again. Besides, with this experience, you will let me see you again next time? Dalang, what are you looking at? Thank you uncle quickly, for his sake. Taking care of our family is also very hard work, do you know how your aunt will punish him when he gives us two hundred Wen?"

Hearing the words, Zhang Jun went up to take the purse, and did not forget to open it and check it. After the check was correct, he bowed his waist and saluted: "Thank you uncle, our whole family will thank you."

(End of this chapter)

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