As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Although I know that the third and fourth young masters have never dealt with them, I also know that the third young master will drive them out sooner or later.

Otherwise, Zhang Zonghan attaches great importance to tradition and orders his sons from the eldest son or the last son.

If the Fourth Young Master is not driven away, it means that this once-in-a-century martial arts waste will have the opportunity to choose the eldest son and become the heir to the Zhang Mansion.

This is unacceptable to many people, including Zhang Hong.

What's more, his mother is still so mean.

Hearing Zhang Hong's words, Zhang Zonghan remained silent, selectively ignoring the expectant gaze of the charming woman beside him.

He didn't speak, and no one dared to say anything.

Zhang Hong was impatient. His father would never look at Zhang Yuchen on weekdays. Why was he so hesitant when he made a request?

Could it be that Zhang Yuchen poured some ecstasy soup into his father again?

Thinking of this, he raised his head and added another fire:

"The martial arts competition is the top priority of the Zhang family, but Zhang Yuchen doesn't want to come."

"This alone is enough to ask the child to do it for him and drive him out of this house!"

"Letting him stay here will only ruin my father's name!"

When mentioning this issue, Zhang Zonghan had no choice but to hesitate and could only nod slightly.

"Then do as you say..."

Just when Zhang Zonghan was about to order someone to go find Zhang Yuchen, a retainer suddenly came to report:

"Zhuguo, Hanlin University Scholars and their imperial chariots are here to visit!"

"Royal driver?"

When he heard the words "Hanlin University Scholar", Zhang Zonghan's expression instantly became ugly, but when he heard "Yu Jia", his face changed again.

"Today's martial arts competition is put on hold for the time being, and we are ready to meet you as soon as possible!"

Since the emperor is arriving, everything must be done behind the scenes.

Seeing that his plan failed, Zhang Hong couldn't help but curse secretly.

This guy is really lucky.

But it doesn’t matter, it’s only a matter of time before he gets kicked out.

When Zhang Zonghan led his disciples to the door to greet Yang Tiance, there was no one on the chariot.

"Grand Bachelor, what's going on?"

Yang Tiance smiled slightly:

"Your Highness couldn't wait for you to linger, so he entered the courtyard himself."

"Your Highness? Isn't it Your Majesty?"

Zhang Zonghan became more and more confused, but Yang Tiance pulled him aside.

"Did you know that a Confucian phenomenon occurred in your home a few days ago?"

"Fuck your mother, I have been a warrior for generations, and there is a vision of a Confucian scholar like a bird..."

Halfway through his words, Zhang Zonghan suddenly became silent.

"Is it Mr. Huang?"

"This is the only possibility, right?"

Yang Tiance sighed with emotion:

"Now that the Ming Dynasty has lost its talent and lacks luck, it would be a great joy if the Fulong warriors of those days were willing to share the worries of His Majesty."

"But he is a dragon warrior, and he is a guilty person, how could it be possible..."

"Then how do you explain this vision?"

Zhang Zonghan was silent again. After a while, he asked coldly:

"So? What does your Majesty mean? Who is this His Highness here today?"

"Your Majesty's favorite third daughter, Princess Yongle."

Yang Tiance patted Zhang Zonghan's shoulder, with a heavy tone in his tone.

"Zong Han, you and I have been friends for many years. You should know that your Zhang family is really too big today."

"Some of them are bigger, and their achievements are greater than those of the master."

Hearing this, Zhang Zonghan instantly came back to his senses:

"Your Majesty wants to marry me?"

"Not bad!"

"Which son do you want me to have?"

"Take the eldest son and the last son."

Yang Tiance smiled slightly:

"Your eldest son is in charge of the Eastern Army. I'm afraid he won't be able to come back. In my opinion, how about the child named Yu Chen?"

......

"The 210th successful copying of books, reward: Thirty years of Taoism!"

"I've finished copying the last one."

Zhang Yuchen picked up his pen and took a deep breath.

Now his conduct has reached the level of a scholar for forty-four years.

If we continue, reaching Yake will be just around the corner.

But the problem is, there are no books for him to copy.

The library was exhausted, so he tried every means to collect many unique copies from the private sector, and he was able to survive until now.

Apart from anything else, although the government does not regard him as a person, the title of the fourth son of the Zhang family is still very useful to the common people.

The boss is willing to give you a 50 or 40% discount.

"I don't want to think about Hanlin Bookstore. If I can enter Daming College, I should have a lot of books to copy."

Daming Academy is the most prestigious institution of learning in the Ming Dynasty.

With strong teaching staff and a rich collection of books, it can be said to be the largest cultivation base for scholars in Ming Dynasty.

Several of the great Confucians in Hanlin today seem to have come from academies, so they can be said to be the best choice for Confucianism and Taoism lovers.

But it is quite difficult to get in. The assessment is quite strict, and there is an unwritten rule.

No warriors will be accepted.

The Wu and Confucian families are incompatible with each other, and the situation in the court is tense, so it is reasonable not to accept Wu Fu.

So who is the biggest warrior in the Ming Dynasty today?

Haha.

Zhang Yuchen lay back and felt that he was really unlucky for eight lifetimes.

"Speaking of which, the competition should be over, right? According to the script, someone should come to trouble me..."

Just when he was thinking this, a handsome voice sounded in his ear:

"I didn't expect that there are people from a family of warriors who are interested in books. It's really rare."

Zhang Yuchen looked up and saw a pretty girl stepping on a golden lotus to the library, her face full of curiosity about Zhang Yuchen.

"Are you the Fourth Young Master? It's different from what I thought."

"This is the work of Qingxian layman? You can actually understand it? It's interesting and interesting."

Why is this bitch’s words so annoying?

Zhang Yuchen suddenly lost his temper:

"This girl is looking for Mr. Huang, but he is not here today."

"If nothing happens, don't bother me."

The girl was slightly startled, and looked at Zhang Yuchen with an increasingly curious expression.

You know, in the entire Ming Dynasty, few people dared to talk to me like this.

The feeling of being bumped into is quite fresh.

"I came here today to find Mr. Huang, but I also came here to see you."

"Watch what I do?"
To be continued...