Being a Lady of an Influential Family

Young Marshal Long's visit to Yongcheng was a secret to the outside world, but naturally he couldn't hide it from the inside.

When Zhang Jingzhi saw Long Yue in Leng Sa's study, he was only slightly startled and was not overly surprised. He calmly stepped forward and stretched out his hand, "Young Master Long, don't come here without any problems." It seemed that he didn't have any discomfort because of the change of his identity .

Long Yue also stood up and shook hands with him in return. He didn't mean to look down on Zhang Jingzhi just because the Zhang family was down and out. He was even more solemn than when Zhang Jingzhi was the Prime Minister's son.

Leng Sa sat on the side and looked at the two with a smile, "You two have met, can we talk about business?"

Long Yue smiled lightly, "Naturally."

The three of them sat in the study and talked for another afternoon. After that, Zhang Jingzhi took Long Yue away and planned to take Long Yue to the industrial area and automobile factory outside the city. Leng Sa received a call from Zhuo Lin.

Speaking of Long Yue's visit to Zhuo Lin, she was not surprised, "The Long family has A Yue, so it will definitely not be bad in the future." It's just that it will inevitably become Fu Fengcheng's competitor in the future.

Leng Sa also nodded in agreement, "Shao Long's reaction is really not slow. I have just started planning here, and he has already arrived in Yongcheng before it started. Speaking of this, I have to thank my mother for fooling Zhang Shao to Nanliu Come on, Young Master Long didn't come to steal someone from me, did he?"

Without Zhang Jingzhi, this plan may not be implemented in a few years. Governor Fu and Young Master Fu didn't have that skill, Leng Sa's interest was too scattered and he didn't have that patience.

Zhuo Lin smiled and said, "The eldest son of the Zhang family is not so easy to fool. If he doesn't mean it himself, I just say it's useless to break his mouth."

While playing with the phone line, Leng Sa asked with concern, "Is mother okay in the capital?"

Zhuo Lin's voice carried a slight smile, "There's nothing wrong with it, but you, Fengcheng, went out and worked hard all by yourself. If you feel tired, just throw everything back to Fu Zheng, and don't pay attention to what he said. "

Leng Sa said, "I'm fine, and there are not many things that I need to do personally. It's good that my mother is well in the capital, so that Fengcheng will have less worries outside."

The two chatted for a while, and Zhuo Lin asked about Xiao Shitou's situation before hanging up the phone.

In the mansion where Zhuo Lin lived in the capital city, the assistant came to report just after putting down the phone, "Ms. Zhuo, Mr. Zhang is here."

Zhuo Lin was startled, and quickly said, "Please invite him in."

But after a while Zhang Bi came in from the outside, and smiled at Zhuo Lin, "Did you bother Deputy Chief Zhuo?"

In a year, Zhang Bi has obviously aged a little bit. Although he is still pale, there are a few more gray hairs on his temples, and his whole body has lost a lot of weight. He no longer wore an expensive and decent suit, but changed into a long robe, looking like a wealthy man from an ordinary scholarly family.

Because of Zhang Zuo's matter, Zhuo Lin came to the capital for the past few months and they rarely communicated. Although Zhang Zuo's whereabouts are still unknown, everyone knows it well.

People like Ren Nanyan and Qu Jing could still be traced after they ran away, but Zhang Zuo seemed to have disappeared in the bustling capital without a sound, probably because he was really gone.

Zhuo Lin naturally knew more than Zhang Bi, but she did not intend to tell Zhang Bi.

"Senior, what are you talking about? My little place is full of splendor if you come to the door. Please sit down." Zhuo Lin got up and smiled.

Zhang Bi sat down opposite Zhuo Lin, and when the assistant brought the tea, he still looked at Zhuo Lin without saying a word.

Zhuo Lin was not in a hurry, she sat by him and waited.

It wasn't until the tea in the cup had become warm that Zhang Bi said with a smile, "In all these years, I never thought that you and Fu Zheng could continue their fate like this."

Zhuo Lin frowned slightly, and just as she was about to speak, Zhang Bi raised her hand to stop her and said, "That's not what I meant, I understand your temper a little bit, and I never go back. It's just... that young master of the Fu family, after all, It's your own son, this relationship can't be broken, right?"

Zhuo Lin nodded and said, "Senior came here on purpose just to say this? Why?"

Zhang Bi shook his head, and changed the subject abruptly, "Jingzhi called me yesterday."

Seeing Zhuo Lin frowning, he smiled and said, "I didn't say anything on the phone, and you know where I live... There are still people watching, so I can't say more on the phone. But I can still understand a little bit. Girl... are you planning to pave the way for Young Master Fu?"

Zhuo Lin was silent for a while, then raised her head to look at Zhang Bi and said sternly, "If I say no, the senior must not fully believe it. Have you ever thought about An Xia's future?"

Zhang Bi was stunned and did not speak, obviously thinking about this issue.

Zhuo Lin smiled and said, "The last time I chatted with the senior was last year. At that time, I could only have a few words in a hurry. In fact, I have always wanted to chat with the senior."

Zhang Bi raised his head and looked at her with deep eyes. Zhuo Lin looked at a magnificent picture of mountains and rivers on the opposite wall, and said softly: "We all came from that era, how many people died in those years? They are all far away from the smoke of the battlefield, so it’s not completely unknown, right?”

Zhang Bi nodded silently, and Zhuo Lin said, "I have made statistics a few years ago. In Yunzhou alone, from 297 to 6 in the new calendar, the population of Anxia decreased by 800,000 in 10 years. The province is far away from the hinterland of Anxia, ​​separated by the Gyeonggi region, and there are only a few forces outside the border vying for it. In those places in the Central Plains, all the forces will sing and I will appear on the stage, and a place has been repeatedly seen and seen several times. Do you know how many seniors died? "

Zhang Bichang sighed and said, "I know, according to the statistics of the cabinet, the population of Anxia dropped from 360 million to 337 million from 297 to the 6th year of the new calendar."

Of course, the more than 20 million people died not all because of the war. Some died of natural birth, old age, sickness, some fled the war and left their homes, and some died of other reasons such as disease and famine. But this number is still terrifying, because with so many fewer people, people will be born continuously, which means that more people will die than this number.

Zhuo Lin sighed lightly and said, "So, senior, do you want to do it again? Now this generation is not young, maybe they can't fight and don't want to fight anymore, but what about the next generation? When will it be? Let them separate Is it necessary to die another 20 million to win or lose?"

Zhang Bi couldn't help taking a deep breath, he felt a bit cold at the close of June. It took a long time before he said in a deep voice, "It's just like this, not to mention these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers."

Zhuo Lin said indifferently: "Once you achieve success, you will die... Whoever stipulates that this thousand-mile country must belong to whom? If you went around and went back, what did you overthrow the Xiao family back then?"

Zhang Bi looked at her for a long time, then smiled wryly, "You know, back then it was also... to drive ducks to the shelves. Do you think that everyone was really rushing to overthrow the royal family and return power to the people? No one really imagined Kick the emperor down and try to sit on it? It’s just that the parties involved are not strong enough.”

He was still young at the time, and in the face of sudden chaos, he could only follow his father's instructions in a daze. When I came back to my senses and listened to my father's teaching and analysis, I realized how dangerous it was.

If it wasn't for Prince An's decisive decision, if there were not for the support of young and strong factions like Long Xiao Fuzheng, maybe the whole of Anxia would still be kneeling and don't know which emperor's majesty.

Later, his father worked hard to ascend to the position of prime minister. In those years, he also struggled to maintain a fragile balance. He was afraid that if he was not careful, those generals with heavy troops in their hands would come to the city. In those few years, my father worked too hard and consumed too much, so he passed away within two years after retiring from that position.

Zhang Bi sighed, shook his head and let go of the past in his mind, "What do junior girls want to do?"

Zhuo Lin raised her head slightly to look at him, and said in a deep voice after a while, "Let Anxia never repeat the same mistakes of thousands of years, and kill everyone's desire to compete for imperial power. Re-unite, peacefully, and become one."

Zhang Bi looked at him for a long time before saying, "I didn't expect you to have such great ambitions, but... will the Fu family agree?" It is impossible not to repeat the same mistakes in the family world.

No matter how powerful an empire is, it will eventually weaken and collapse one day, but who can really give up the possible world in front of them for the sake of an unknown future?

"What do you think Long Xiao and Fu Zheng supported Xiao Zhu's decentralization of power back then, instead of directly letting those people at that time be superior to gain meritorious service from the dragon? Is it because they thought they were the ones who could ascend to the great position?"

Zhang Bi was dumbfounded, naturally not.

At that time, Long Xiao and Fu Zhengyuan were not as strong as they are now, and they were even just forces under the hands of other big bosses. The most different thing was that they had already made great achievements in battle when they were too young.

Of course, it’s impossible to say how noble their sentiments and predictions for the future are. They just don’t want to be emperors so urgently, and to a certain extent, they don’t even feel that the species of emperors is necessary to exist.

If a person does not take something seriously, then he will naturally not feel how precious and important this thing is, let alone have any obsessions.

"Does Young Master Fu think so too?" Zhang Bi asked.

Zhuo Lin smiled faintly, "Otherwise, why would I be here? Or...otherwise, why did Jingzhi go to the six southern provinces? Are the Zhang family and Jingzhi really ready to assist and serve the next emperor?"

Zhang Bi laughed, shook his head and said, "I am old, I understand what you mean, I will go back and talk to Yu Xiang when I have time. You are also on good terms, you can talk to him directly, he should support you. "

Zhuo Lin smiled and said, "It's too early, you know, to achieve these things is still inseparable from strength."

Zhang Bi stood up and said, "If it can be done, it will be enough to make the Fu family famous forever."

Zhuo Lin said lightly, "What will happen after the ages is a matter for future generations. I will only follow the path in front of me."

"Then have you ever thought that all your hard work may eventually become another form of imperial power?" Zhang Bi asked.

Zhuo Lin looked at him, "Is it because of this that you don't do anything?"

"You're right. In fact, if you have any troubles, you can talk to Prince An." Finally Zhang Bi smiled.

Zhuo Lin tilted her head to look at him with some puzzlement, "What are you talking about?"

Zhang Bi laughed and said, "There is no one in this world who understands the ways of the emperor better than him. If you don't want to repeat the same mistakes, you can learn from him and learn from him."

"..." Zhuo Lin was speechless, "I don't know where he is yet." Since Xiao Zhu left Yongcheng last year, almost no one knew where he was except for sending a few letters occasionally.

Zhang Bi's voice came from outside the door, "If you want to find him, you will always find him."

"..."

Two more at five in the afternoon, okay~~~