The British Public House.
The British Duke Zhang Fu died on the battlefield.
All the people in the Public House wore mourning clothes and wept endlessly.
At this moment, a high-grade coffin was placed in the hall.
Unfortunately, what was inside was not a corpse, but the clothes of the High Duke Zhang Fu when he was alive.
The British public Zhang Fu, four dynasties veteran.
When he was young, he followed his father Zhang Yu and participated in the Battle of Jingnan.
He had made outstanding contributions and was granted the title of Duke of England by Emperor Yongle.
He could be said to be the most distinguished person in the entire Darming Dynasty.
Unfortunately, the 70-year-old Duke died in battle.
The entire Public House seemed to have lost its backbone.
After the death of the British Duke Zhang Fu, he left behind two sons.
His son, Zhang Zhong, was in his forties. He was disabled and bedridden all year round.
Zhang Mao, the eldest son of Zhang Shu, was in his twenties. He was loyal, righteous, and heroic. He was deeply respected by the soldiers and had the demeanor of a father.
At this moment, the two of them were heartbroken and had just sent off a wave of relatives who had come to mourn.
"Zhong 'er, you're sick, don't be too sad.”
The fifty-year-old Zhang Wei comforted his nephew, Zhang Zhong.
"Thank you for your concern, Uncle. These few days, it's all up to uncle." The brothers Zhang Zhong and Zhang Mao thanked him respectfully.
"We're all family. Don't say such things.”Zhang Rong waved his hand and sighed,"Right now, everyone here is your uncle and nephew. There are no outsiders. I'll be frank."
As he spoke, he ordered his two sons to guard the door outside.
"Zhong 'er, Mao' er. What do you think of the new emperor persecuting my noble family?”
When Zhang Zhong and Zhang Mao heard this, they frowned."Uncle, why do you say that? Although the new emperor had only ascended the throne for two days, his actions were enough to be called a wise ruler of a generation.”
"Hmph, wise ruler? That's just to coax people like you who haven't seen the world.”Zhang Meng sneered.
"He persecuted dozens of noble families and deprived us of our military power. He has obviously forgotten the contributions of us Jingnan officials.”
"After the successive emperors ascended the throne, they treated us very well, but he slaughtered us wantonly.”
Zhang Zhong and Zhang Mao didn't say anything.
They also understood why their uncle was so resentful.
Among the people the new emperor slaughtered yesterday, there were many of his children, grandchildren, in-laws, and good friends.
Even he himself was removed from his position as the right governor of the five armies because of Yu Qian's impeachment.
Moreover, they knew that their uncle was very close to Empress Dowager Sun.
Now, the Empress Dowager's faction had all been stripped of their official positions and had all suffered heavy suppression.
Therefore, it was inevitable that he would have some complaints.
However, the two brothers felt that their uncle was exaggerating if the new emperor were to suppress them.
Over the years, they had heard their father sigh in private many times. If the noble families continued to decay like this, a disaster would eventually befall them. Not only would the family's glory be lost, but it would also inevitably lead to death.
The two brothers also agreed with their father's foresight.
In the past few years, the descendants of the third and fourth generations of Jingnan had been greedy and corrupt, living a life of drunkenness.
The art of war, strategy, riding and archery martial arts that were the foundation of one's cultivation were even more wasted.
He had only himself to blame for the fatal disaster yesterday.
Even their uncle, Zhang Wei, would have been beheaded yesterday if not for the fact that the new emperor had given face to his father, the Duke of England.
It was not as simple as being dismissed from office.
"Uncle, the current situation is urgent. It is understandable for His Majesty to take extraordinary measures.”Zhang Mao really could not stand this uncle twisting right and wrong and confusing black and white.
He couldn't help but remind him,"Uncle, it's fine if you tell nephew about these words, but don't do anything stupid."”
"Hmph, what do you know?" Zhang Rong looked at his nephew and sneered,""Don't think that just because your brother is disabled, you can inherit the title of Duke of England.”
"You have to know that your brother still has children. It's not your turn to inherit.”
When Zhang Mao heard his uncle's words, he was so angry that his face turned red.
All these years, although his father had deliberately nurtured him and he understood his father's thoughts, he had never thought of fighting for his father's title.
Just as Zhang Mao was about to slam the door and leave, his crippled brother, Zhang Zhong, patted Zhang Mao, signaling him not to be angry.
"Uncle, regarding the matter of the Duke of England, nephew has already submitted a memorial today for Brother Mao to inherit the title.”
Zhang Zhong's words not only shocked Zhang Rong, but also Zhang Mao, who was beside him.""Big brother, you…"
"Don't say anything. As for my son, hmph, I won't say anything.”Zhang Zhong's eyes flashed with deep humiliation and hatred.
This was a disgraceful scandal for the British public.
Even in the capital, there were many rumors: Zhang Fu's grandson was not of the Zhang family's bloodline.
Zhang Zhong had been sickly since he was a child, and he was disabled, but he married the beautiful niece of Empress Dowager Sun.
It was just that this Sun shi was beautiful and charming, but her reputation was not that good.
Even though she married into the British Public House, she was still not a woman.
It could be said that all the officials and nobles in the capital knew about her romantic affairs.
Although the entire British Public House was extremely humiliated, they were afraid of Empress Dowager Sun and could only grit their teeth and swallow their blood.
All along, Empress Dowager Sun and her niece Sun Shi had wanted to obtain the title of Duke of England for that bastard.
However, how could Zhang Zhong be willing to let a bastard inherit his title?
If the previous emperor was still around, he would not dare to write such a letter.
But now that Empress Dowager Sun was imprisoned in the palace and her power was in the hands of others, it was a good opportunity for her brother to inherit the title of Duke of England.
How could Zhang Zhong miss it?
Zhang Mao seemed to understand the pain in his brother's heart. In the end, he did not say anything else.
"Zhong 'er, don't act on impulse.”Zhang Rong suddenly became anxious.
"Now that the new emperor is suppressing us, he is thinking of ways to strip us of our titles. If you present it now, wouldn't that be…giving him a chance?”
"You don't have to worry about that, Uncle," said Zhang Zhong coldly.”
"You…don't know what's good for you." "I'm doing this for your own good."”
Just as he was about to continue reprimanding the two brothers...
Hurried footsteps came from outside the door."Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, the imperial edict has arrived.”
The British Public House was in a mess.
After the young eunuch Wang Cheng finished reading the imperial edict, Zhang Zhong and Zhang Mao hurriedly thanked him.
The new emperor's imperial edict not only bestowed a large amount of precious wealth, but also summoned Zhang Mao into the palace for an audience.
This undoubtedly made everyone in the residence extremely happy, and at the same time, they secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
On the other hand, Zhang Meng's face was pale.
Was the new emperor really going to let Zhang Mao inherit the title of Duke of England?
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