The Grand Secretary’s Mansion in Dongge, this residence is much spacious than the Minister of War, and there is a row of guards in front of the door.

Chu Qi was brought here by his father and visited Zhang Wenzheng, a Grand Secretary of the Dongge before the New Year.

Chu Xin was originally a classmate of Zhang Wenzheng when he was young, and he had a life-and-death relationship, so he did not lack visits during the holidays.

Compared with the Zhang family's solid foundation, Chu Xin is considered a poor family. Although he has kindness to Zhang Wenzheng, Chu Xin needs to take the initiative to visit the Zhang family every time.

"Dad, this place is really generous, it is more spacious than our Chu Mansion."

When Chu Qi faced the Zhang family's temperament, it was impossible to say that he would not be envious.

There were still many officials in the Zhang Mansion, and the gates were crowded, forming a sharp contrast with the infinity of the Chu Mansion.

"Small have small benefits, big has big troubles. Let's go in."

Chu Xin didn't care at all.

The guard in front of Zhang's mansion obviously knew Chu Xin, and after seeing him, he greeted him with a smile; "Mr. Minister of War, let's go and report now, please wait a moment."

Several officials who came in and out of the Zhang Mansion saw that it was Chu Xin, the Minister of War, and also bowed to him and said something kind-hearted.

"Chu Xin, you guy, wait for you for a long time, and you will definitely not be drunk and return tonight!"

"Hahaha, that's certain."

Zhang Wenzheng actually came out in person and saw Chu Xin without the airs of being a Grand Secretary of the Dongge.

Regarding their classmates who have known each other for thirty or forty years, Zhang Wenzheng and Chu Xin are almost life-and-death brothers and do not care about so many rules.

Zhang Wenzheng saw Chu Qi who was following Chu Xin and said, "You are here too. Our old man wants to see you."

Chu Qi felt a stern in his heart. The old man of the Zhang family, who Zhang Wenzheng said, was the Grand Secretary of the Wenhua Palace.

He actually wants to see himself?

Zhang Wenzheng brought Chu Xin and his son into the Zhang Mansion. Chu Qi found that the Zhang Mansion was indeed much larger than the Chu Mansion, and the layout inside was also more refined and elegant. It was obviously the appearance of a scholarly family, which was obviously different from Chu Xin who abandoned his pen and joined the army.

Chu Xin rarely spends time on the layout of the mansion. The layout of the Chu mansion is still the mess left halfway through Chu Qi's mother, Princess Qi, when she was alive.

In the pavilion of Zhang Mansion, an old man with gray hair was lying on the Grand Master's chair, squinting his eyes, and the palm-leaf fan was covering his face. I don't know if he was asleep.

Chu Xin bowed carelessly to the former Wenhua Palace Grand Secretary and said aloud: "Old Master Zhang, junior Chu Xin is here to pay New Year's greetings to you."

The gray-haired Old Master Zhang seemed to have some movement. He took off the palm fan and said in a dry voice: "I thought he was someone. It turned out to be Chu Xin, you. You are still the same as before, and you don't know how to respect the old senior at all."

"The country is easy to change, but nature is difficult to change. If Chu Xin changes his personality, then he will not be Chu Xin." Zhang Wen was trying to smooth things over for Chu Xin.

"Okay, okay." Old Master Zhang said ok twice, opened his eyes and looked at Chu Xin and Chu Qi who was following Chu Xin.

Facing such seniors, Chu Qi hurriedly bowed: "My younger generation Chu Qi has seen Mr. Zhang, and I hope that the old man will make a fortune in the sea house and will be considered as a gangland!"

"Chu Xin, your son is more able to speak than you. Wen Zheng, why do you say that nature is difficult to change? I think Chu Qi's personality has changed? When I saw me two or three years ago, he had a bad face all day long." Mr. Zhang said.

Zhang Wenzheng smiled bitterly: "Maybe he was a young man, young and energetic. Now Chu Qi has become much more mature after joining the Jinyiwei."

Chu Qi thought to himself that he had just changed his character, and what kind of nature was.

Mr. Zhang looked at Chu Qi up and down, and his occasionally sharp eyes made Chu Qi feel a little nervous: "Where is the allusion from Chotianhai House?"

Chu Qi replied, "From the "Dongpo Zhilin", three old men met and asked about the year. One said, "I can't remember the year, but I remembered that I had an old age with Pangu when I was young." One said, "When the sea water turned into mulberry fields, I would always make a lot of sticks. I have already filled ten houses when I came to my collection." One said, "I have abandoned my peaches and abandoned my pits at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. Now I am in harmony with Kunlun."

Mr. Zhang asked again: "However, after this fable, Mr. Dongpo commented, 'Why are the three sons different from the canfly mushrooms?'. Do you use the meaning of adding a sea house to mock me?"

Chu Qi's mind changed: "No, Mr. Dongpo compared the three old men with the world, and then he felt that everyone was a candle. But from the perspective of the younger generation, life in the world has its meaning. We can only live up to our lifetime."

"What a serene man." Mr. Zhang was finally a little satisfied.

Chu Qi felt a little sad. Everyone in the Zhang Mansion liked to examine literary talent. Is this the tradition of the scholarly family?

Zhang Wen asked on the side, "Old man, do you want to have two or three drinks tonight?"

"Okay, okay." Mr. Zhang nodded again, "You young people go and chat, I'll lie down for a while."

"yes."

Zhang Wenzheng obviously has a little awe of his father. Maybe this is the majesty of his father. Even if Zhang Wenzheng can stand alone now, he still respects Mr. Zhang's views.

The servants of the Zhang family were hurrying to prepare tonight's family dinner, and from the chef to the apprentice who started, they were all facing a great enemy.

This is the New Year's Eve dinner in Zhang's mansion, and the Minister of War was invited, so there was no slight mistake.

"Do you still remember when the scar on your face came? At that time, the Russian Tsarist army shells exploded at a very close distance from you. Just as a shrapnel passed through your cheek, leaving this permanent scar."

"It was not your team that took the initiative to make a breakthrough and was surrounded by the Tsarist Russians and Cossacks."

Zhang Wen was talking about the past with his servants as he was preparing the New Year's Eve dinner. The past life and death seemed to them now.

As a young man, Chu Qi had to listen silently from the side.

In the back garden of Zhang Mansion, Zhang Zhi'er was watering potted plants, while the maid Xiaozhu trotted over from the front yard.

"Miss, it's not good!"

"Look at you're so anxious. What's the big deal in our Zhang Mansion?"

"One more officials are coming to visit the master!"

“Isn’t this a normal thing?”

"But, this time the minister of War was visiting, and there was another person coming. Who do you think it was?"

"Mr. Minister of War, isn't he my father's old friend, Chu Xin?"

After Zhang Zhier said this herself, she was stunned.

Maybe Chu Qi had followed Chu Xin to visit the Zhang family before, but Zhang Zhier had never met him.

But today is different from the past.
Chapter completed!