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Chapter 5: From then on, Zhang Quanyi had his own name, Junbao, Zhang Junbao! (Please give me flowers, votes, and rewards!)

The autumn of the second year of Zhiyuan.

That morning, Zhang Quanyi finally returned to his hometown, Yizhou, after riding a fast horse all the way.

As the saying goes, one feels homesick when one is close to home.

But when Zhang Quanyi saw the scenery of his hometown again, he felt dizzy as if the world was spinning around him.

He vaguely remembered the scene when he said goodbye to his relatives and left.

The faces of my parents who were trying hard not to cry, and the stubborn expression of my younger brother who was pretending to be relaxed.

Then I think about the fact that my parents are now gone.

This made Zhang Quanyi feel heart-wrenching pain.

He even swayed left and right on horseback because of this.

Finally, the sound of horse hooves brought him to the dirt road that once existed.

Ahead of the dirt road is his home.

Zhang Quan jumped off his horse as soon as he saw the low bungalow. It was too late for him to wait for the horse to take him forward. He used his amazing steps and crossed dozens of meters in just a few steps to reach his own yard.

In front of me is a closed door.

Zhang Quan stumbled to the door, but before he could push it open, he heard a sharp voice from inside the room:

"You damn beasts, is your eating manner so ugly!?"

Zhang Quanyi recognized that it was his brother's voice.

He immediately opened the door, and the first thing that caught his eye was a mourning hall.

There are two tablets enshrined in the mourning hall.

It was the spirit tablet of his parents.

The moment Zhang Quan saw the spirit tablet, his body seemed to be drained away instantly.

He stumbled and nearly fell.

At this moment, a surprised and unbelievable voice sounded:

"Brother, you're back!!"

Zhang Fang rushed into Zhang Quanyi's arms like the wind.

Then came loud crying.

"Brother, why did you come back just now?! Didn't you say you'd be back soon?! Why did you stay out for so long?! Dad and Mom are gone! And those people all want to steal our things!"

His brother's voice was like a hammer hitting Zhang Quanyi's heart.

Yes, why did he stay outside for so long?

And when he heard the last sentence of his brother's words, his eyes became sharp again.

But immediately the fierce look turned soft again.

He hugged his brother and said bitterly and with difficulty:

"I broke my promise. It's all my brother's fault."

Zhang Fang finally stopped crying and raised his head from Zhang Quanyi's arms.

After two years of growth, Zhang Fang has become more handsome and cute, and his facial features are somewhat similar to those of the young Zhang Quanyi.

But at the same time, there was a hint of Zhang's father's spirit between his brows.

Looking carefully at his brother's face, Zhang Quan's tears fell.

He gently pushed his brother away, then knelt heavily in front of the mourning hall.

"Dad, Mom, I'm an unfilial child. I'm back late!"

He kowtowed three times with all his strength.

When he kowtowed for the last time, he could no longer stand up and just lay on the ground crying.

After a long time, Zhang Quanyi finally stood up.

He did not wipe the dust off his body or the tears from his face. In the past, he would never have done so.

But today, he had no intention of cleaning himself up.

Then he slowly turned his head to look at his younger brother and asked about the cause of Zhang's father and mother's death.

After a moment, he sighed softly.

It turned out that Zhang's father and mother went to work in the forest, and accidentally stepped on empty air and died.

This kind of death is not uncommon in the local area.

But Zhang Quanyi never thought that this would happen to his parents.

"Xiao Fang, tell me about what happened at home in the past two years."

"it is good."

Right in this mourning hall, my younger brother recounted everything that had happened in our family over the past two years.

Happy things, sad things, exciting things, bitter things...

Zhang Fang explained them one by one.

Zhang Quanyi's expression changed as he listened.

After Zhang Fang finished speaking, the only expression on Zhang Quanyi's face was regret and guilt.

"Brother, how have you been doing in Dadu these past two years?"

Faced with his brother's question, Zhang Quanyi didn't know what to say for a moment.

How is he doing?

Naturally it’s good.

His talent was appreciated by Lian Xixian, the Prime Minister, who recommended him to be the magistrate of Zhongshan Boling.

Life is plain and comfortable.

But how could he have the nerve to say such things to his own brother?

He was usually calm, but at this moment he looked embarrassed.

"not bad···"

He answered with a hoarse voice.

Zhang Fang seemed not to notice Zhang Quanyi's reaction and continued:

"Mom has always been very worried about your life in Dadu. She has wanted to send you letters many times, but Dad always stopped her. Dad said that you must be doing something important in Dadu, and sending a letter home would only interfere with your affairs. So Mom had no choice but to refrain from writing to you. I also wanted to write to you, but I felt that Dad was right, so I didn't write."

"I originally thought that if my brother was living well in the capital, he would definitely write home, but I never got the chance."

"This makes me even more hesitant to write to my brother casually. I never thought that the first time I wrote to my brother would be like this..."

"I don't know my brother's address in Dadu either, so I had to ask the postmen in the city to go to Dadu and ask for my brother's name. Now it seems that they have done their best..."

Every word Zhang Fang kept nagging at Zhang Quanyi was like a sword piercing his heart.

This made him break out in cold sweat, his eyes were dizzy, his back was tense, and his legs were weak.

He reflected on his life over the past two years with deep regret. What had happened to him?!

Two years, why didn't I even write a letter?!

Is it because of busy work?

Or is it because he has been bewildered by the worldly affairs?

At this moment, he wished he could just bang his head against the mourning hall and die!

It’s a good thing he still practices Taoism!

This really brought shame to the master!!

At this time, Zhang Fang said:

"Oh, brother, our parents said that you are an adult now and it's time for you to have your own name. They wanted to crown you when you came back... Wait here for me, I know where the crown our parents prepared for you!"

Zhang Fang left Zhang Quanyi standing alone in front of the mourning hall.

He turned over and went to his parents' room.

A moment later, Zhang Fang came to Zhang Quanyi with an exquisitely crafted crown.

"This is something our mother spent a long time sewing for you. Try it on, brother."

"it is good."

Zhang Quanyi silently took off his turban and put on the crown instead.

He stood in front of the mourning hall for a long time in silence. He looked at the two spirit tablets, as if he saw two old people looking at him with smiles.

"Brother, this is the name our father asked a teacher in the city to give you."

Zhang Fang handed a note to Zhang Quanyi.

It read: [My son Zhang Quanyi has possessed the demeanor of a gentleman since childhood, and is deeply loved by his neighbors. He is also talented and knowledgeable, so I have chosen the name Junbao.]

Zhang Quanyi held the note in his hand for a long time without saying anything. A tear dripped onto the paper, leaving a wet mark.

From then on, Zhang Quanyi finally had his own calligraphy.

Junbao.

Zhang Junbao.

Chapter 6: Anger and Guilt! Who told you I was dead? (Please give me flowers, votes, and rewards!!)

After paying homage to his parents and finally calming down a little, Zhang Quanyi sat down at the dining table with Zhang Fang to eat lunch.

It was morning when he first arrived in Yizhou.

After the brothers had a conversation, it was noon.

It's time to eat.

At the dinner table, Zhang Quanyi asked:

"Xiao Fang, you said someone came to steal our things. What's going on?"

When he said this, his face was calm, but there was a coldness in the depths of his eyes.

Zhang Fang was eating rice, but when he heard this question, he couldn't help but show an expression of anger.

He said:

"After you left, that wealthy Zhao family in the city kept trying to take over our house. When my parents refused, he kept harassing them. Later, when my parents got into trouble, he sent people to forcibly take over our land and even destroyed our crops!"

"I tried to stop them, but they beat me up. If my brother hadn't taught me that breathing technique, I would have been beaten to death right there."

"Later, I went to the police to report it, but the official didn't want to intervene in our family's affairs. He also said that our house was so big that I couldn't take care of it as a child, so it would be better to hand it over to that wealthy man Zhao!"

"That bastard official must be in cahoots with Mr. Zhao!"

Zhang Fang's words made Zhang Quanyi's calm face turn angry.

Although he usually appears to be warm and calm, he is not the weak type who will be bullied!

Zhang Quanyi was very familiar with the name Mr. Zhao.

Speaking of which, he had a conflict with the young master of this family.

When the eldest son of the Zhao family molested a commoner girl, he came to her aid on the spot and severely humiliated the other party.

At that time, Zhang Quanyi was also well-known in the city, so it was difficult for the other party to retaliate.

Now that he heard what his brother said, he immediately understood.