All the villains can hear my voice

Chapter 117 Fantasy World

How can it be considered thorough?

Beating her up and locking her up for the rest of her life doesn't count because she might escape secretly. Expulsion from the family tree does not count, because she inherited his blood after all.

Only when a person loses his breath and is buried in the loess can he have no connection with the world. It is also completely forbidden to come out to cause trouble again.

Although she had no intention of getting out alive, there was still a difference between choosing to die and being judged to die by others. She thought she had no longer expected anything from them, but her heart ached a little. Sure enough, she was abandoned again!

Thinking of these, Zhang Qing's heart felt cold as he stepped into the ancestral hall for the first time in more than ten years. After lighting the incense, he knelt down and kowtowed three times to his grandfather. There was no way he could repay the kindness of education. He could only kowtow three times during his lifetime. Let’s talk about the rest after we get to Jiuquan.

However, she kowtowed and waited for a long time but did not receive the dagger, poisoned wine, or a foot of white silk handed over by the person next to her. Just when she wanted to turn her head to see if the other person was asleep, he spoke, "I will go to the palace to resign tomorrow. You have done a good job as the head of the household department, so go back and do your job well."

In the past few days, he looked through the previous policies and information and found that the consequences of the policy loopholes that Zhang Qing mentioned when he was young were consistent with the information. After that, he went to see the errands she did when she was working in the Ministry of Household Affairs. Every time Everything is well organized and has regulations. It has to be said that Zhang Qing is a pillar of talent, even more than he can compare with.

However, Zhang Qing looked at him in shock. Wasn't he sick and confused and didn't know what he was talking about?

"I'm awake and know what I'm talking about."

Zhang Hui seemed to know what Zhang Qing was thinking, and then said, "That female school will probably not be successful without you, and you don't want to see that result."

Zhang Qing didn't want to see the girls' school that had finally been established disbanded, but she didn't understand why her father, who had always been opposed to her doing this, suddenly supported her?

"I'm tired, let's go back first."

Zhang Hui's current frail body found it difficult to even stand up, but Zhang Qing on the side did not lend a helping hand. Instead, he was confused and confused, and quietly watched the suddenly older figure leave.

Something must have happened that she didn't know about. Zhang Qing thought so, but she had never doubted that she was angry with her grandfather. She tried her best and couldn't figure out what happened that made the stubborn old man change his attitude towards her.

Mrs. Zhang was hiding outside the door. She heard the conversation between the two just now. When she saw Zhang Hui coming out, she stepped forward to help him go back. However, she looked back at her little daughter, met her confused and doubtful gaze, and started to speak. A soft smile comforted her.

After returning to the bedroom, Mrs. Zhang wanted to help Zhang Hui lie down, but Zhang Hui waved her hand and asked Mrs. Zhang to help him to the desk.

Seeing her husband look much older, Mrs. Zhang felt distressed, "Why are you doing this?"

Wouldn't it be great for father and daughter to be officials in the same court? Why do they have to resign? What's more, with a husband around, he can still take care of his daughter.

Zhang Hui smiled bitterly. Although he had hated this daughter for so many years, he still knew her very well. She was a strong person and definitely did not want to be an official under his protection.

What's more, although he admitted that Zhang Qing was excellent and had her unique ideas in many opinions, if they were officials in the same dynasty, they would definitely have many differences. He had already missed it once and did not want to strangle Zhang Qing again because of his prejudice and stubbornness. Qing development.

When the child grows up, let her decide whether it is a blessing or a curse.

"I owe her this."

Zhang Hui's writing hand was shaking a little due to weakness, but it was always firm. This resignation letter should be regarded as a little compensation for her.

The next day Zhang Hui tidied himself up and entered the palace. The emperor was frightened when he saw the old appearance of the prime minister, and was frightened again when he learned that he was here to resign.

You are doing well, but you are going back to your hometown!

Chuanwen on the side was also extremely puzzled, wondering what Uncle Zhang was making!

After searching around, I didn't find that the old man knew the truth that the old man was actually mad at him, so I couldn't help but feel even more puzzled.

When she was wondering there, the emperor who heard her voice did not expect that things would turn around that year. He looked at the veteran minister who had fought alongside her for many years and couldn't help but feel sad for him.

Zhang Hui's decision was made. The emperor tried to persuade him several times but to no avail, so he had no choice but to agree and reinstate Zhang Qing's official position. After Zhang Hui dragged his tired body back, he lay in bed to recuperate. After the New Year, he set off back to his hometown in Beiyang.

That evening Mrs. Zhang came to see Zhang Qing. She held her hand and was reluctant to let go. Looking at her daughter's face under the candlelight, she couldn't help but feel happy and pity.

She had imagined this scene countless times, and she didn't know how her daughter, who was afraid of the dark, spent those dark nights.

The stubborn little girl before has now grown into a big girl. She must have suffered a lot over the years.

"Qing'er, you go to a place with me tomorrow, and I will introduce a few people to you."

Mrs. Zhang said something mysterious, and Zhang Qing couldn't help but be confused. The next day, he got even more confused after he got on a carriage and followed her to a house two streets away.

There were men and women dressed in different styles sitting in the living room. More than twenty people were sitting or standing, making the rather small living room seem a bit cramped.

"Mother."

Mrs. Zhang came in with her daughter, and the group stood up and saluted her. A three- or four-year-old baby ran over and threw herself on her calf for a hug.

Mrs. Zhang happily picked up the little guy and pinched his chubby little face, "Have you been good these days, Maverick?"

"Mother, hit my palm!"

The little baby pouted and complained, which made everyone in the room laugh. A delicate woman came over and patted the little guy on the head again, "Who told you to be naughty!"

The little doll snorted and ignored the woman, turned to look at Zhang Qing, and asked curiously: "Auntie, is she the third sister?"

Yesterday, Mrs. Zhang sent them a message saying that they would all gather together today and introduce her little daughter who finally came home to everyone.

As soon as Zhang Qing walked in, everyone looked at her secretly. They were even more enthusiastic now, and the talkative ones had already pulled Zhang Qing to introduce themselves.

"I am Aunt Chun. You can just call me Aunt Chun. Come, this is a meeting gift for you."

"I am Aunt He, you can call me Aunt He, and I will also give you a greeting gift."

"I'm."

After a total of eight aunts were introduced, Zhang Qing received a bunch of gifts and was kept a secret the whole time.

She remembered that when she left as a child, there was no aunt at home.

After the introductions were finished, the aunts began to introduce their husbands and sons again. This introduction made Zhang Qing even more confused. Since they are the aunts of the family, how come they have their own family? Aren't they his father's aunts?

Also, they don’t live at home, but in a house outside. No, it’s not what she thought, right?

Zhang Qing's heart was racing very fast. After being confirmed by her mother, she felt that the whole world had become fantasy. Eight aunts were having affairs, and none of the eight sons she gave birth to were her father's!

(End of this chapter)