Ming Dynasty: At the beginning, the house was ransacked and the ancestral temple was burned down.

Chapter 2 Uninvited guest!
  A series of unfamiliar memories poured into Zhang Chonghui's mind. Although it was unbelievable, he could only accept it.

He traveled through time and became the body of Zhang Chonghui, who was only six years old.

It should have been a good thing to travel through time and become the eldest grandson of the former chief minister, but the situation that Zhang Chonghui is facing now is that his home was confiscated at the beginning.

This is even more tearful than joining the national army in 1949...

"So hungry."

This was his first heartfelt feeling in this world.

"Hui'er, you're awake! Great! Your grandfather must have a spirit in the sky, your grandfather must have appeared!"

Mrs. Gao burst into tears of joy and lamented the appearance of her ancestors. The rest of the Zhang family were also shocked when they saw this. Some even dragged their weak bodies and kowtowed to their ancestors' tablets!
  Zhang Chonghui didn't know if Zhang Juzheng had a spiritual appearance. He only knew that he was very hungry now and would starve to death if he didn't eat.

"I'm so hungry." He couldn't help but say aloud.

Helplessness flashed across Gao's pale and weak face, and soon she steeled herself and said with a smile: "Mom, I'm going to find food for you. You can play with your uncle here first, and remember not to run around. "

After Gao finished speaking, he told a boy of the same age as Zhang Chonghui, "Don't run around" and other words.

This six-year-old boy is Zhang Juzheng's sixth son and Zhang Chonghui's sixth uncle, Zhang Jingxiu. It was he who discovered Zhang Chonghui's "aliveness" for the first time just now.

Jin Yiwei originally wanted to drag all Zhang Juzheng's sons to torture, but for some reason, only the sixth son, Zhang Jingxiu, was spared.

"Sister-in-law, eldest brother said that the female relatives cannot leave the ancestral hall. There are bad people outside and they will bully you. You can't leave." Zhang Jingxiu's face was pale and she was weakly trying to stay.

"No." Mrs. Gao took off the wooden hairpin from her head and hid it in her cuffs with a determined look.

How could she not know the humiliation a woman would suffer if she went out rashly?

As early as two days ago, when the inspectors responsible for searching the house were searching their bodies, some women of the Zhang family even took their obscene clothes down to the navel level.

The last time such an unethical thing happened was during the Jingkang period, when the Jin people searched the palace!
  This shows how unconscionable the officials who searched the Zhang family were!
  Gao is a wife, she will not betray her husband and damage her innocence; she is also a mother, she cannot watch her and her husband's only flesh and blood starve to death.

Just when Ms. Gao was about to leave cruelly, a small hand grabbed her lapel. It was Zhang Chonghui.

"Hui'er, be good. Mom will go find food for you." Mrs. Gao was very reluctant to part with her son, but she had no choice but to leave.

However, what Zhang Chonghui said next made Gao stunned.

"Are you going to seek death like your father, just to make things worse?"

Zhang Chonghui asked weakly. He wanted to cry a few times to express his feelings for the loss of his father, but he was too hungry to expend energy to cry.

Before Gao could argue, he added: "My father is dead, but the situation has not changed at all. Even if you die, your death will be in vain."

Mrs. Gao was stunned. She knew that her son was naturally smart, but she didn't expect that her son would see through her thoughts so quickly and even point out the harm.

Yes, her husband is the eldest son of the Zhang family, and even the eldest son of the Zhang family committed suicide without causing any waves.

What's more, she is a woman, so what will happen if she dies...

When she thought that even her death could not help her son, Gao couldn't help but feel guilty. After all, she was only in her twenties. After all, a harem woman still cares and is confused, and overestimated her own life.

Seeing that the weak 'mother' was about to cry again, Zhang Chonghui comforted her: "Stop crying. Not only can crying not solve anything, it will also waste energy and make you even hungrier."

Zhang Chonghui's comfort was very straightforward. The sixth uncle Zhang Jingxiu on the side also held his stomach and said, "Yes, I'm so hungry. Sister-in-law, please stop bothering me and have a rest."

When the two dolls said this, Mr. Gao lowered his head in embarrassment, too embarrassed to cry anymore.

After comforting his old mother, Zhang Chonghui was finally able to take time to observe the surrounding situation.

Looking around, the Zhang family ancestral hall at this time was full of dying women, children and children, because all the older men had been taken away by the Jin Yiwei for torture.

What makes Zhang Chonghui feel dumbfounded the most is that the eldest man in the ancestral hall is actually himself.

Although his sixth uncle Zhang Jingxiu was born in the same year as him, he was one month younger than him. Zhang Chonghui was so weak from hunger that he became increasingly dazed, but he still knew clearly that he had to eat quickly, otherwise his body, which had just warmed up recently, would become cold again.

But in this huge Zhang family ancestral hall, apart from the rows of dark tablets on the altar, not to mention the offerings, even the candles have been burned out.

You can't let him chew on the tablet, right?

Zhang Chonghui continued to look around, and in an instant, he caught a glimpse of a dusty flint in a corner.

Then he looked at the Jin Yiwei who kept coming and going outside, but never stepped into the ancestral hall again.

An idea flashed out!
  "Do you think it's the living or the dead who are more important?"

Zhang Chonghui suddenly asked, but because he was weak and his voice was too soft, only his sixth uncle Zhang Jingxiu, who was leaning next to him, heard him.

"Of course living people are more important." Zhang Jingxiu replied listlessly.

Zhang Chonghui turned to look at the six-year-old uncle. He came closer and asked, "I have a way for us to eat. Are you willing to do it?"

As soon as he heard that he could eat, Zhang Jingxiu, who was going crazy with hunger, nodded repeatedly, "Of course I am willing, what do you want to do?"

"Shh, be quiet." Zhang Chonghui made a silent gesture and said mysteriously: "This is a secret between the two of us."

As soon as he heard the word 'secret', the little boy Zhang Jingxiu hurriedly reached out and covered his mouth, for fear of leaking something.

His father Zhang Juzheng taught him that the most important thing in life is to keep one's word, and he always kept it in mind.

Next, Zhang Jingxiu saw his eldest nephew Zhang Chonghui pointing to a place and whispered to him:
  "Uncle Six, do you see the flint over there? You can quietly go over there, and then..."

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forecourt.

Qiu Li is going to explode!
  In his hand he held a suicide note written in blood, which Zhang Jingxiu wrote before hanging himself.

The above content is an accusation.

[Shilang Qiu, caress and press at will, he will be the king of hell! You also have parents and wives in mind. Since you are here by destiny, if you fall in love with them, you will be sad instead of happy. How can you bear to be trapped in such cruelty! 】

Sad but not happy, Zhang Jingxiu is accusing Qiu Li and others of not having sympathy for the Zhang family who suffered disaster, but instead taking pleasure in others' misfortune and abusing brutal lynching.

"It's simply unbridled! I came here to check the home of the guilty official under the holy order. All my actions are done impartially. How can I be cool! How can I be... wanton! What a man!"

Qiu Liqi's beard stood on end, and he, who had always been sharp-tongued, was so angry that he could only say the word "unbridled".

The 'Ren Fu' mentioned in the blood book was Ren Yangxin. Ren Yangxin, who was already unsure of his feelings, was completely panicked now, and he began to ramble meaninglessly.

"It's over, it's over, it doesn't matter if we ransacked the house and only found over 100,000 taels. So many people died. What if this bloody letter gets spread..."

Ren Yangxin's flustered look did not have the decency that a Ming Dynasty official should have, and even the naked eunuch Zhang Cheng felt disgusted after seeing it.

"Sir Ren, why are you panicking? It's just a letter written in blood. Can a dead person still be killed by a living person?"

Zhang Cheng's tone was yin and yang, but now Ren Yangxin could only think about the blood letter with his name on it, and had no intention of caring about Zhang Cheng's yin and yang aura.

After some brainstorming, Ren Yangxin came up with a way to feel great about himself!

"I have a solution!" Ren Yangxin was very excited and said loudly: "Burn the blood book! Quick! Burn it!"

"Who dares!"

A shout came from outside the gate.

(End of this chapter)