"You are Zhang Han?"

A fat and big gentry said coldly: "Why are you going to make a fuss here? The ancestral hall of Zhang's family in Puzhou can kneel down?"

Another tall and thin gentry also said: "You young man, you, leave quickly, otherwise, use the post to report to the official, show your shackles, and then take you to the military service. Don't want to turn over in this life!"

"San uncle," Zhang Han first asked Zhang Xuezeng, and Zhang Xuezeng replied with a bitter smile. Then Zhang Han faced the two and said with a smile: "I don't know what the two emperors are called, please forgive me for being rude. As for why I kneel to the ancestral hall, it is because Xiao is a direct descendant of Feng Pangong and a serious tribe member of the Zhang family in Puzhou. How can I kneel to this ancestral hall?"

The fat gentry said angrily: "What nonsense? Your grandfather left Puzhou with the Lord of God back then, and he was no longer considered a member of the Zhang family in Puzhou."

The tall and thin gentry showed dissatisfaction, coughed lightly, and said, "Besides, he has no evidence, how can he say he is a descendant of Brother Zhang Yun? Can anyone come and say he is a descendant of Mr. Feng Pan, we must recognize him?"

Zhang Han nodded slightly, and it turned out that these two people were of the same generation as Zhang Nian and Zhang Yun brothers.

With such a high seniority in the clan, it is of course very appropriate to come to preside over such a thing.

Zhang Yun was excluded back then. It was very simple. The clan needed a scholar, not a scholar who could be easily obtained. When Zhang Yun left, he must be full of resentment. How could these people watch Zhang Yun's descendants easily recognize their ancestors?

Besides, he could please Zhang Nian and come to beat Zhang Han, the dog that fell into the water. No matter how easy it is, it is no longer freehand.

The current situation is really bad!

Liang Hong's face was gray and his hands were trembling. He Yusheng was also his family and hard work. If He Yusheng finished, although he could easily find his next home with his talents and accumulated connections, he would continue to be his shopkeeper, but this result was not what he wanted.

Perhaps people in later generations can change jobs as freely as eating. At least in this era, Liang Hong cannot pass the psychological level.

Liang Xing and Yang Qiu still looked indifferent, and they were more or less curious, but they didn't know how Zhang Han would pass this level.

This little boss, their previous performance is enough to admire them. They act steadily and ruthlessly, calmly and decisively when encountering things, but Zhang Han can't imagine what happened in front of him?

...

Zhang Han still had a smile on his face, looked at the fat gentry, and said with a smile: "The grandfather of my family was separated from the family back then, but he had never been a clan outside. The lord of the gods also worshipped him at home. He would never neglect his offerings during the New Year Festival. Why did this uncle's words mean that my grandfather had already been a clan outside?"

This truth is indeed unreasonable.

The tall and thin gentry glanced at the fat gentry with awkward look, and said to Zhang Han impatiently: "Whether my cousin is a clan or a family division, these are two different things. What's important is how you prove your identity? No one has seen you in the Zhang family in Puzhou, and you have never brought someone you have ever believed in. Just by your mouth, the second master will recognize you and ask you to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors. Is there such a cheap thing in the world? If the Zhang family in Puzhou is a poor family, you may not have come to return to your ancestors. Is this the truth?"

This thin man is in his fifties, with a smart face, and his eyes are flashing with excitement. His words are like a knife, almost pushing Zhang Han into a dead corner, and there is almost no room for refutation on the words.

According to the thin man's statement, no matter how big the matter is, the Zhang family in Puzhou will not be embarrassed, and Zhang Nian will not be embarrassed. At most, those who know Zhang Nian is mean, and they will not feel embarrassed even if they say a few words about Zhang Nian being mean... Zhang Nian wants face. As for his mean nature, there have been public opinion, and Zhang Nian himself is very clear about it.

If we didn't use this word, I'm afraid Zhang Han could go to make trouble. The matter involved in famous religions is a major event that is more important than a murder case. The future of the official reputation of local officials... It is difficult for future generations to imagine that local officials are most concerned about not murder and robbery cases, but famous teaching plans.

As long as a county has famous lesson plans, such as incest, enmity cases, and father-son killing cases, once such cases are released, local officials should not be able to comment on the test every three years... This is the epitome of Confucian rule of the country. Even the emperor must talk about the friendship between relatives, let alone the countless people?

Education is definitely above the criminal law. Local officials can use their emotions to abuse the law, but they must not abolish the law.

When the tall and thin gentry said this, the people around him who originally sympathized with Zhang Han also nodded frequently. Zhang Xuezeng wanted to speak, but his lips stammered and shut up.

Although he could see that Zhang Han and Zhang Cheng looked very similar, almost carved from the same mold, so what?

Who among the great masters who talked about knows that Zhang Han is indeed Zhang Yun’s bloodline? Who can’t recognize him? He just acts as a blind man with his eyes open and pretends to be unable to recognize him!

"This young man, get up and leave here quickly."

"Yes, this matter is hard to explain. Do you have any elders in your family? I'll talk about it next time I'll bring the elders."

"It's also the Zhang family's kindness. If there were those families who were so chaotic in front of the clan ancestral hall, they would take it and call it up before talking, and sent so many elders to persuade them with kind words."

"Well, it's hard for a clean official to make a decision on family matters, let's say less."

Some of the onlookers were not concerned about the matter, and they just watched the fun, and some were kind-hearted and came forward to persuade Zhang Han to leave quickly. Otherwise, Zhang Nian would be impatient and Zhang Han would have to suffer a loss in front of him... They didn't see the guards of the hospital, and they were already angry with Liang Xing and Yang Qiu. If one is wrong, both sides would fight.

There were also people who pulled the wind flag and spoke to the Zhang family, and they were having a great time trampling on Zhang Han.

There are many different opinions and various aspects of the world, and it is also a rare experience for Zhang Han.

"I didn't expect to use this trick..."

Just when everyone thought Zhang Han had no choice, Zhang Han took a deep breath and then smiled suddenly.

"Liang Xing, take out the paintings I prepared."

"Yes, the young owner."

Liang Xing and the slaves in Zhang's Mansion opposite Puzhou were almost facing each other, and they could reach out to each other. The provocative intention in Liang Xing's eyes and the evil spirit on his face shocked many people... These slaves were okay to bully the mud legs on the village. When they met the Lahu, who was filled with evil and vicious breath like Liang Xing and Yang Qiu, they were always bluffing and did not really dare to take action.

Besides, they had to wait for the order, but fortunately, Zhang Han called Liang Xing over before the breakup.

"This is a portrait of my grandfather and my grandfather. Those who know it know it, and Han will never say much."

Before coming here, Zhang Han had already considered the situation in front of him. He was still painting with charcoal, but his grandfather and father were painting.

In the main house of his house, there were tablets and portraits of his grandfather and father. The typical Chinese-style portrait painting method was more elegant, more agile, more charming, but not realistic.

Based on the portrait and the mother's tips, Zhang Han drew two paintings with charcoal brushes before leaving home. After Chang's affirmation, he brought them out.

“It’s so lifelike.”

This was Chang's painting at that time. Looking at the portraits of the great master and Zhang Cheng, Chang felt sad and cried for a long time. Zhang Han also persuaded him for a long time before he got better.

These two paintings are considered "big killing weapons". Zhang Han waited for the other party's painting to squeeze him into the corner, and said he was dead. Then he took out these two paintings.

At the moment, the people present looked around and the "buzzing" sound suddenly sounded.

People's eyes are not blind. Zhang Yun, Zhang Cheng, Zhang Han, and the three generations of grandparents are almost carved from the same mold. Especially Zhang Yun and Zhang Han, they may be inherited from generation to generation, and their appearance is more similar to that between Zhang Han and Zhang Cheng and the father and son.

"Elephant, so elephant!"

Finally, someone suddenly spoke out, but Zhang Xuezeng, who has been tolerating until now.

This sentence seemed to make the floodwater suddenly open the gate and vent it. The people around him who were talking in a low voice said loudly: "Xiang, Brother Han is the blood relative of the great master, this is absolutely impossible to be wrong!"

"What does the second master say now?"

"Anyway, I think someone has no shame to say it."

"Haha, I'm short-speaking. Now I know that young people may not be bullied. This is really embarrassing."

"Who painted this painting? I want to find out clearly. My mother died for many years, and every time I think about it, it hurts my heart. If I could draw such a painting, I would get up early to burn incense and pray, and it would relieve the pain in my heart."

"Who can know this? Let's ask Brother Han later."

The two fat and thin gentry's faces were flushed and sarcastic and sarcastic voices were heard everywhere. This time, they worked together and came to them.

The original gangsters were not good at speaking. After all, the three generations of grandparents in this portrait were too similar. The painting was too realistic and realistic. Both of them had seen Zhang Yun. They knew that the painting was not fake. They were shameless and said it was not similar. They could not say this. However, they were really entrusted by others, but they could not be treated as home. After a while, they had to cover their faces with their sleeves and quickly left. Behind the two of them, there was a burst of laughter.

"Uncle San." Zhang Han did not show a happy expression on his face. With his current understanding of Zhang Nian, he probably wouldn't bow his head to this point. Now he would be completely embarrassed. The older he grows, the more stubborn he becomes. Moreover, Zhang Nian, who loves face, may not surrender so simply.

"Brother Han talks." Zhang Xuezeng just got in the way of his interest, and he didn't dare to pat his chest at others. He guaranteed that Zhang Han was Zhang Yun's descendant and could only not speak aside. He was the kind of eager and righteous heart, the most enthusiastic person, and felt very guilty about his performance just now. At this time, he patted his chest and said to Zhang Han: "As long as the third uncle can do it, I will definitely help you."

"I want to ask my third uncle to say a few words for me..."

Zhang Han pulled Zhang Xuezeng to the side. Some idle people in the crowd wanted to come and listen, and Liang Hong and others separated the crowd.

“That’s it…”

Zhang Han's words were very simple and clear, and he finished it without long.

Zhang Xuezeng's face looked a little strange. He didn't expect that Zhang Han had learned to lure Zhang Nian for benefits at such an age.
Chapter completed!