Outside the back door of the Jilin General's Mansion, close to the General's Mansion, there is a courtyard composed of several exquisite villas, the door face is very small, and there is no plaque, only a small door number, engraved with the No. 1 Inner Lane. Although the owner of this mansion is low-key, the magnates of Northern Manchukuo know the significance of this place, and this courtyard is the home of a major general of the guard, a brigadier general of a special department, and the interior minister of the general's palace.

Zhang Guangcai, who now everyone has to call "old man" when they see him, is standing at the door on crutches with the support of two servants, waiting for his two sons to come home. The old man's beard was blown up by the cold wind, and his eyebrows trembled irregularly on his face. Zhang Guangcai was not cold, but very angry.

"Dad, why are you here? It's cold, go back to the house and rest! After arranging the affairs of the general's mansion, Zhang Fulai saw his father in the cold wind when he returned to his home.

"Humph! With such a brilliant son as you, Lao Tzu can still rest! Zhang Guangcai glared at his eldest son, and then turned his head to the side.

"Dad, what's wrong, it's all bad for my son, don't be angry. If there is something wrong with your son, your old lesson is, don't be angry! Zhang Fulai was confused, but he didn't dare to talk back to his father.

"You're so bad! Hum! The eldest son had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, but the old man's attitude was not good, so he stepped forward and gave his son a mouthful.

"What's wrong, Dad?" Zhang Fulai was stunned.

"Old man, you are angry, and the uncle is also negligent!" Several North Korean servants hurriedly supported Zhang Guangcai, and took the old man's hand and persuaded him.

"How can there be the slightest negligence in serving the master! After causing such a big disaster, I still don't know that I should kill him today, lest he cause trouble to his master in the future! Zhang Guangcai gestured twice again, but he was not willing to use a cane to pick his own son.

"Dad, you're right, let's go back to the house! Don't freeze! "Today, Suotulu also praised himself, Zhang Fulai couldn't figure out what trouble he had caused, but what Zhang Guangcai said was what it was! Who makes the family a father!

"Get out of here and reflect, I'm waiting for the third child to come back!" Zhang Guangcai shook it off to support his son, and continued to stand with his head held high in the wind.

Zhang Fulai also couldn't do anything with his own father, so he put his cloak on his father, and then retreated behind the old man and bowed to stand. The two waited in the cold wind for more than an hour, and at eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Fushun rode a tall horse to the door under the escort of sixteen personal soldiers. Zhang Guangcai is also a treatment, Fushun got off the horse and didn't wait to open his mouth, the old man was round. However, Fushun is not as honest as his eldest brother, after the first hit, he turned around and ran, and the old man couldn't catch up with him, so he could only stomp his feet in the back.

There was a commotion at the door for a while, and the father and son entered the house. After arriving at the main hall of the main building, Zhang Guangcai sat down on the main seat, and scolded his two sons to kneel. No matter how good Fulai and Fushun are outside, they can't do their dad when they get home, so they can only kneel honestly. Fortunately, the servants at home were quite clever, and as soon as the knees of the two of them were bent, they put two soft cushions underneath, so that the two who couldn't get up for a while could be more comfortable.

"Uncle, third master, be careful! The old man is not small today! The servant who placed the mat whispered between the two.

No one needs to remind them, the brothers also know that their dad is angry today, but no one knows why. Fulai knelt respectfully, and at the same time kept reflecting on what he had done in recent times to see if there was any omission in his work in the house. Fushun kept adjusting his posture to make himself kneel less tired, and at the same time hummed a little song in his heart, passing the boring time.

"Woo...... I can't live with the old master, I can't live with the fifth master! Ah......" The two brothers knelt for a long time Zhang Guangcai didn't speak, and he actually cried silently alone, if he hadn't cried later, the two sons who were kneeling really couldn't find out.

"It's all bad for my son, Dad, don't you dare to cry anymore, you have to think about your body!" Zhang Fulai saw his father crying, and kowtowed vigorously to admit his mistake.

"Daddy! If you want to kill or chop, you have to make it clear! What's going on? Fushun rolled his eyes disrespectfully.

"Since the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, our Zhang family is the coat of the master's family, the children of the ancestors for generations, and there has never been a time when the master is not unsatisfied. You Lao Tzu and I, have served three generations of masters, and there is no time for spilling soup and leaking water inside and outside the house. But in your generation, it's all ruined! Not to mention that the old master raised you to grow up, just because the fifth master has kindness to our family, our whole family can't be repaid! Zhang Guangcai cried even more, and all the snot and tears came down.

"The second child is by the side of the fifth master, let's not talk about it first, let's talk about the two of you! A rough man with a wooden face, a broken man who will play tricks, if it weren't for the fifth master to promote you, what are you? Now you are majestic, one is the chief of the house, and the other is a general who shows off his might, and then you forget your duty? You don't want to think about it, without the fifth master, you can have where you are today? The fifth master handed over this family to you, and this is how you repay the fifth master! The old man got emotional, and when he came down, he gave each of his two sons a mouth.

"Daddy! You've got to say something! My eldest brother and I are both doing our best! You have no beginning or end, what have we done wrong? Fu Lai straightened up and took his father's slap with his face, but Fu Shun raised his hand to block it.

"What did you do wrong? Let me ask you, what's the matter with the extra Tuya girl in the house, and what's the matter with Li Zhiyou, the commander of the Jilin garrison, and the sweet girl in the mansion? "People are old and sharp, horses are old and slippery, Zhang Guangcai has been mixing in the inner house all his life, and everyone is about to become fine. The Mongolian and Huaiyang families thought that they had escaped everyone, but they didn't know that the rising tide of the boat was not a vegetarian.

"How do you know?" Fushun's eyes were about to pop out, although the miscellaneous department has a rule that they are not allowed to ask each other blindly, but his father may also be a member of the miscellaneous department, this kind of divine thing, Fushun can't help it.

"You have never done anything else in your life, you are serving your master in this mansion, what kind of wind and grass kinetic energy is in the mansion that I don't know? They did a good job of inviting people to buy people's hearts, but they forgot that everyone in the house was personally selected by you and me, and don't try to hide anything from me. "People will adjust their personality and style of doing things with the changes in their circumstances, and Zhang Guangcai is no exception. The position of the head of the inner court in North Manchuria, he also did it for a few years before he semi-retired, and he has also practiced all kinds of skills.

"Sweet girl and Li Zhi have a leg?" Fushun tentatively wondered how much his father knew.

"Bastard King Eight Lambs, the master's woman is what you can talk nonsense!" Zhang Guangcai finally picked up his crutches.