Manager Yang’s home is very different from Manager Zhao’s home. Manager Zhao’s home can be called a house, with four bedrooms and three entrances, and both front yard and back garden. Manager Yang’s home can only be called a house, with a single courtyard, and three tiled houses are wrapped around it. This is somewhat similar to the place where Zhang Huan lives. It is said that Manager Yang is almost forty years old this year, but he has not married and lives with his father.

The door was not closed tightly, as if only a little end of the door bolt was connected to the socket. He slapped the door panel with a loose end and shouted loudly: "Dad Yang, I am from the Zhang family, please open the door!"

He shouted three times in a row, but there was no movement. Suddenly, a sound of bowls falling to the ground and breaking from the room came from the room. Then someone heard a low moan. Zhang Huan quickly pushed the crack in the door to the maximum. Looking through the crack, he saw an old man in the room on the left fell at the door, his whole body curled up, moaning in pain.

Zhang Huan suddenly remembered that yesterday morning, the subordinates of Manager Yang said that Yang's father had developed gout these days, and it must be the case now. He pushed open the door without thinking and rushed in with a big strode.

The room was full of wine, and the ground was full of fragments of wine jars. Yang's father was holding his feet desperately, shrinking into a small ball on the ground, with an extremely painful expression on his face. Seeing someone coming in, he tried hard to open his yellow fingers and point him at Zhang Huan for help. Zhang Huan didn't even think about it, and took him on his back and took a big step towards the south city.

Twilight had already quietly arrived. Yang's father was desperately biting his shoulder just now. There was no movement at this moment. His head was soft on his shoulder. Zhang Huan was anxious. He used all his strength and ran like lightning. The pedestrians on both sides were so scared that they made way. Several servants guarding the gate of Nanshi saw it from afar and hurriedly turned around to get the whistle stick. But when they turned around, the person had already swept into Nanshi like a whirlwind, turned to the right and disappeared in an instant.

The servants looked at each other, not knowing what happened. For a moment, Zhang Huan had already rushed up the steps of Lin Zhitang, but saw Lin Pingping walking out of the lobby. She was holding a saddle in her hand and looking reluctant. When she looked up, she couldn't help but feel surprised in her eyes, "Zhang Shiba, why are you here now?"

In the dusk, she suddenly saw Yang's father on Zhang Huan's back, and the surprise immediately turned into surprise, "Who is he? He seemed to faint."

Zhang Huan ran out of sweat and gasped, "Go and call the master!"

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After Lin Delong used acupuncture for Yang's father, he prescribed a secondary prescription for the child to get the medicine. Then he slowly stood up and said to Zhang Huan: "There is no big problem. He just fainted from the pain. This will reduce the pain. After he woke up, the pain will gradually be relieved. I will help him treat it for two more days. Later, I will send someone to send him back, but...."

Speaking of this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "This father Yang Si has always been my patient. He has not relapsed for a year last year. I repeatedly reminded him that he should not touch the gout drops, but if you smell it, the smell of wine all over his body, alas!"

Seeing that Yang's father was fine, Zhang Huan felt relieved. He pulled Lin Delong's clothes and said, "Master! I want to say something to you."

Seeing that Zhang Huan looked serious, Lin Delong nodded and took him to the inner room. Zhang Huan told his master about his control over the Zhang family's financial power, but he did not mention anything for 400,000 yuan.

Lin Delong pondered for a moment and said, "I think this is a bit strange. As the head of a family, your uncle doesn't understand the principle of Yanmiao's growth? He should let you do something first and then promote you step by step. Now you have no foundation and are born in the family, so he will take you to a higher position. He is in Taiyuan now, and maybe no one dares to touch you, but wait for him to leave? How can Zhang Ruofeng let you go? And those red-eyed sons can easily concoct you a crime. With your uncle's scheming, he will not be unable to consider it. I think there may be other mystery in this."

Zhang Huan couldn't help but secretly admire the master's experience. Of course, the uncle had a purpose, but he no longer wanted to ask about the 400,000-month matter, so he did not mention the matter. He stood up and bowed to the master and smiled, "Please don't worry, master! I will be careful in the future."

Lin Delong nodded with relief, stood up and patted Zhang Huan's shoulder heavily, and said solemnly: "It is a man's true nature to retreat without fear of difficulties. It is always a good thing to experience more things. I will ignore you. You can bear the storm and waves by yourself, don't come to me!"

Zhang Huan touched his nose and said humorously: "Don't you even care about the food?"

Lin Delong laughed, put his shoulder on his shoulder and walked out, "Today, Qiaoqiao and her husband came. They fry more than a dozen eggs. I was worried that no one would eat them..."

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There was a lot of fun at the dinner table. Lin Zhiyu and his wife sat on the top. Lin Pingping's elder brother Lin Zhiyu and his wife, Lin Zhiyu, who is next to him, has always had great ambitions. He has now re-educated the Taiyuan Academy. He has failed the imperial examination for two consecutive sessions, but he has persevered and studied hard every night. He is preparing to go to Beijing to participate in the third imperial examination next year. His wife is from a small family, looks average, but gentle and virtuous, and is filial to her parents-in-law. She helps her mother-in-law with housework at home and rarely speaks. Lin's wife likes her very much. These days she vomits every day and is discovered by her mother-in-law early in the morning, so she asked her husband to treat her. Unexpectedly, it was a happy meridian. Lin's wife was overjoyed and called her daughter and son-in-law to celebrate the matter together.

Lin Pingping's sister is named Lin Qiaoqiao, sitting next to her sister-in-law. She looks very similar to her mother, with white skin and elegant appearance. Her newly married husband is named Zhao Yan, the son of the Taiyuan County Magistrate. She is studying in Taiyuan Academy and will also participate in the imperial examination next year. He has good swordsmanship, is very chivalrous, has a very good relationship with Zhang Huan, and was once one of his friends. Unfortunately, after getting married, he was taken to death by his wife and began to study hard, determined to gain a first-rate wife for his wife.

There is another seat on the left of Lin Delong, which was left for Lin Pingping's second-rate uncle, his name is Lin Deqi. He is in his forties and has not yet been married. He likes to steal on the streets all day long and eat tofu from a big girl and a little wife. However, Lin Delong thinks that this is just a small matter and is not a big deal, so he lets him go. He has no intention of studying medicine, but is very obsessed with family martial arts. His martial arts are very strong. If you want to steal money and smell the fragrance, it is easy to talk about. It is quite good. I don't know where I went today and I won't come back yet.

Zhang Huan happened to join the Lin family party. He sat next to Zhao Yan, holding Zhao Yan's shoulder and telling him about Zheng Qingming's embarrassment in front of Hu Ji. Zhao Yan was so fascinated by his hearing. Lin Qiaoqiao beside him glanced at him and stretched out his slender jade fingers and pinched her husband's legs without showing any expression. Zhao Yan's face suddenly turned solemn, and he straightened his waist and began to talk to Zhang Huan about participating in the imperial examination next year.

Seeing this, Yang Yuniang couldn't help but smile: "You guys can go with you together and take care of each other in the capital!"

Zhang Huan nodded and smiled, "Master's wife, we have already agreed. Together with Zheng Qingming and Song Lianyu, we have five of us, and we will set off to the capital in early December."

Lin Qiaoqiao glanced at Zhang Huan with concern and said quickly: "Mom! I'll go to the capital too."

"Nothing! People go to the imperial examination, what are you doing?"

Lin Delong's face sank, slapped his chopsticks on the table, scolding his daughter, "What are men afraid of drinking together? Besides, they always have a sense of treatment. They never go to such places. He is my apprentice. Don't I understand him yet? He will not lead your husband."

Zhao Yan quickly explained to his wife: "My father-in-law doesn't know anything. This time, my father asked Qiaoqiao and me to go to Ci'en Temple in the capital to fulfill his wish for his mother!"

Yang Yuniang hurriedly pushed her husband and advised: "Dalang, since she is fulfilling her wish for her mother-in-law, please let her go!"

Lin Delong had no choice but to nod, and instructed Zhang Huan: "You are their heads, and everything is up to you, especially Qiaoqiao, which is her first time traveling far away. You should pay special attention to her safety and not cause trouble! Do you know?"

Seeing that the master said only to him, but did not instruct his son-in-law, Zhang Huan knew that he was worried about Zhao Yan, so he had to smile bitterly and said, "Master, don't worry, I will ensure everyone's safety!"

"Okay! Okay! It's still early to go to Beijing! The food is getting cold, let's have a meal!" Yang Yuniang greeted everyone with a smile, and suddenly remembered that Lin Pingping had not come back yet, and couldn't help but frown: "Where will Pingping go to find her third uncle? Why haven't you come back yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door creaked a crack, and Lin Pingping leaned in and glanced at him, and asked carefully: "Has Shibalang left?"

Zhang Huan held back his smile and replied, "He has left!"

Lin Pingping quickly pushed open the door and walked in, patted his chest gently and said, "It's good to leave. He asked me to go and say to Uncle Ya, and I won't go back to have a meal, but I forgot!"

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Chapter completed!