On the hot day and anxious heart, this is Lu Zheng’s current situation.

Lu Zheng didn't take much time from planning to layout this big game. Everything was caused by chance, and there were just a few casual chess pieces that made him feel interesting, which inspired him.

His original intention was to seek an opportunity to enter the school, or to settle for the second best, and to win the opportunity to move out of the Zhang family.

However, once this game starts, the result of many moves being taken out is beyond Lu Zheng's control.

For example, because this incident caused the Zhang family to be in a state of turmoil and the whole family was in a state of harmony. The old lady is said to have been sick for a few days, and even Zhang Chengxi, who is in the capital, is about to go home. This is not the result Lu Zheng wants.

It’s like a child playing with a ball of fire. Once the fire starts and loses control, it is a very terrible thing.

Lu Zheng is now very worried that the fire will burn him. On the other hand, he, Gu Zhilun and Zhang Jing's previous business need him to continue to advance. In this business, Lu Zheng is also the last life-saving straw prepared for himself.

Rice paper was laid on the large table of limu, right in the yard, Lu Zheng wrote big words in big brushes: "Quiet!"

Large characters in regular script are the most difficult to practice in calligraphy. Many experts and masters of running script may not be able to write large characters in regular script well. There are strict regulations on the use of strokes in regular script, and horizontal, vertical, and strokes require the use of the center. Lu Zheng liked to use the method of writing large characters in his previous life to relieve stress. Now he has applied this method.

After carefully writing one word, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Lu Zheng's forehead, his arms were sour, and his back was soaked in sweat.

"Ying'er, fan me! Will I be so hot?" Lu Zheng shouted, and there was no movement behind him.

He was shocked and thought of the shock at Guanjing Mountain. He quickly put the brush on the pen holder and turned his head.

"ah……"

He couldn't help but exclaim, because at the door of the yard, there was a man standing upright. He was about fifty years old, with a sharp face and a thin person. He was wearing a long collar robe and holding hands. His sharp eyes were like a hawk, with a sense of scrutiny.

"Uncle?" Lu Zheng was stunned for a moment and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

The maid and the old lady in the yard had already lowered her head. Who is the biggest in the Zhang family? The old lady in the inner house, Zhang's mother was the biggest, and the big master Zhang Chengdong outside was the biggest.

In fact, Zhang Chengdong is the biggest after all, because Zhang Chengdong is in charge of the entire Zhang family in Yangzhou, so his prestige is unquestionable.

Zhang Chengdong walked into the yard and walked to the front of the Limu case. He carefully examined the big words written by Lu Zheng without saying a word.

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from the door of the yard. A green woolen carriage was parked at the door of the yard. The person who was driving the car was a thin old man around 60 years old. He slipped out of the car quickly, stood at the door of the yard and shouted: "Master!"

Zhang Chengdong nodded slightly, looked at Lu Zheng, and said lightly: "Brother Zheng, come with me, I'll take you to a place!"

After Zhang Chengdong finished speaking, he turned around and left the yard. Lu Zheng frowned slightly, without much hesitation, and followed Zhang Chengdong out.

Ying'er raised her head and wanted to speak, but she didn't dare to speak. Qi Biao rushed out of the room.

Lu Zheng waved his hand and said, "Uncle Qi, I'll go out to play with my uncle. You're staying in the house!"

After Lu Zheng finished speaking, he followed Zhang Chengdong into the carriage.

The inside of the carriage is very spacious, with green outside, and beautiful red silk inside. The windows are decorated with pear wood carved. The seats are covered with soft silk cotton and the ground is lined with soft Persian carpet.

Two strong horses were pulling a cart, and the horseshoe palm stepped on the bluestone floor with a "dou" sound. The frequency was fast and even, and the speed was relatively fast.

Zhang Chengdong was very taciturn. After getting on the bus, he closed his eyes slightly, as if an old monk had entered a meditation.

Lu Zheng really couldn't find the topic. Although he called Uncle Zhang Chengdong, he had nothing to do with Zhang Chengdong. The two were in a very awkward state. Moreover, they were really not familiar with each other, so Lu Zheng could not find the topic at all.

Fortunately, the embarrassment did not last long. The carriage turned from the street into the alley alley. After a dazzling wandering, Lu Zheng was left with only a narrow alley. The alley was very long and there was no one, and only the sound of the horse's hooves stepping on the bluestone slabs was heard.

Zhang Chengdong opened his eyes, stared at Lu Zheng, and said, "Brother Zheng, are you not afraid at all?"

Lu Zheng shook his head gently and said lightly: "Life and death have fate, wealth and honor are in heaven, and my uncle will not harm me. What should I be afraid of?"

"Hehe!" Zhang Chengdong smiled and said, "Your expression is very calm, but your hands are shaking. It seems that you still know you are afraid! You have caused a lot of storm at home, causing disagreement among the Zhang family and uneasy. You are very cunning at a young age!"

Lu Zheng's heart was raised to his throat, and he had to admit that his current Taoism was not sure about fighting in front of Zhang Chengdong.

The key is that the resources held by the two people are too unbalanced. Zhang Chengdong holds the sky card and the king bomb in his hand, and Lu Zheng holds the worst card in his hand. Zhang Chengdong really wants to kill him, and he doesn't have much chance to resist.

As soon as he thought of this, he sighed softly, and instead felt open-minded and cheerful, he said:

"Uncle, who is born to like treacherous and powerful ways? I just want to live! Compared to those who are traitorous and evil in the world, I feel very open-minded and feel ashamed of my heart!"

Zhang Chengdong raised his eyebrows and his heart was shaken.

He looked at Lu Zheng deeply, and it seemed difficult to believe that such words came from the mouth of a teenager.

Lu Zheng is only fourteen or fifteen years old, a few years younger than Brother Hao. However, his scheming and calm and sophisticated behavior can make him, the old fox who has been struggling in the business world for the rest of his life, admire him!

"The Lu family has Lin'er!"

Zhang Chengdong sighed. Since Emperor Xinde took power, the power of the wealthy and powerful families has been suppressed more and more. The Jiangnan power family is the first to be affected. Now, except for the Gu family, the other three families in Jiangnan have almost faded out of the court.

It is no exaggeration to say that the current Jiangnan lord is already a piece of meat on the court's chopping board. When it starts to be eaten depends on the court's meaning.

Since Zhang Rong was dismissed from office, none of the entire clan has been in the official career and has completely become a merchant family. The old father Zhang Rong has been living in the capital and has not come back. How could Zhang Chengdong not understand his thoughts?

However, the Zhang family had no successor. Rather than saying that the court suppressed the Jiangnan power family, there was a problem with the Jiangnan power family itself. Many times, like people, the rise and fall of the family has regular rules. In the old days, the swallows in front of the king and Xie Hall flew into the homes of ordinary people.

The carriage continued to walk forward, and the alley reached the end, but the situation in front suddenly became clear. What caught my eye was a big green bamboo forest, which swayed in the wind, making it look elegant and natural.

Deep in the bamboo forest, you can vaguely see a thatched hut, but it is just a few rooms. It is built very simple and simple. In the courtyard outside the hut, there is a chessboard. Two old men are playing chess on both sides of the chessboard, two boys are cooking tea on one side, and another girl is playing the piano.

The fragrance of tea is misty, the music of the piano is ding dong, and the carriage is parked in the bamboo forest, as if it is stepping into a paradise.

Seeing this scene, Lu Zheng thought of two words: "Herdes!"

Zhang Chengdong kept silent as usual. After getting off the car, he walked slowly into the yard of the hut with his hands on his back.

A boy had already brought a chair over, and another boy poured tea for him. The two old men who were playing chess seemed to have never seen Zhang Chengdong. Both of them were staring at the chessboard. Seeing their concentration, Lu Zheng thought of the situation where two cocks were confronting each other.

Lu Zheng naturally could not enjoy Zhang Chengdong's treatment, and the boy who was hospitalizing the guests directly ignored him.

However, two tea-filling boys kept looking at him with the light of their eyes, as if surprised that such an uninvited guest who was about the same age as them came here.

Lu Zheng stood behind Zhang Chengdong, and he looked at the two people playing chess. The man in the left head was wearing a robe and wearing wooden clogs on his feet. He looked quite as white as the Wei and Jin Dynasties. He looked like his hair was completely white, his face was full of wrinkles, and he looked old and he should be about seventy years old.

However, he sat on the chair with his waist up and his sharp eyes looked down at the chessboard in front of him, and there was a momentum of an eagle trying to fight against a rabbit.

The old man sitting on the right head is comparable to Zhang Chengdong, with square face and rat whiskers, high cheekbones, and a strange appearance. He is wearing a white Confucian uniform, and looks meticulous and has a good temperament!

Lu Zheng could not see the identities of the two, nor did he want to think about it carefully, so his attention turned to chess.

On the chessboard, black and white pieces intertwined, and the two of them were fighting happily. Lu Zheng understood chess, and when he saw such a board, he couldn't help but feel frightened.

Zhang Chengdong was completely immersed in the chessboard. He held his chin with both hands and buried his head deeply, as if he was about to pierce the chessboard.

From such a complicated chess game, it is difficult to tell the outcome. Lu Zheng doesn't like to use this kind of fighting routine when playing chess. "Ah..." The old man finally fell into pieces. Zhang Chengdong exclaimed, but Lu Zheng laughed out loud.

Because he saw that the wrinkles on the old man in Mai seemed to be talking, as if his son had fallen down, he would have settled the world.

Judging from the chess game, the two of them are indeed fighting fiercely, and either side may end the chess game at any time. Obviously, the old man in Mai's clothes has a stronger fighting spirit.

Zhang Chengdong frowned and glanced at Lu Zheng coldly, and Lu Zheng quickly shut up.

But he heard the old man in Mai's clothes exclaim "Ah...", then beat his chest and stamped his feet, saying, "It's wrong, it's wrong, you lose all the way!"

The old man in Confucian uniform sitting opposite him put the chess piece in his hand back and said, "Sir Yan, it's just a blame for Chengdong coming to disturb your thinking and making you feel ruthless at critical moments. This game is settled!"
Chapter completed!