After I stopped being a lady from a rich family, I fought all over the capital

Chapter 262 Where Does the Joy Come From?
The old patriarch Zhang carefully pondered the implied meaning in the words of the Prefect of the Capital.

"What did you mean by that, Your Excellency? Does Su Wenheng want to take my grandson as your disciple?"

He said with a stern face, "I haven't heard of that. Where did this apprenticeship wine come from?"

Mentioning Su Wenheng, the old patriarch Zhang couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

The Prefect of Jingzhao immediately showed a surprised expression, seemingly subconsciously muttering in confusion, "Ah? Lord Su came here just to say..."

He suddenly stopped speaking and laughed, "Ah! Maybe I misheard, hahaha, I misheard, I misheard, oh dear, look at my ears, oh dear, they really are... getting old, no good anymore."

The Prefect of Jingzhao, as if afraid of being questioned by the old patriarch Zhang, hurriedly jogged away.

The old patriarch squinted as he watched the Prefect of Jingzhao leave in a hurry, his figure quickly disappearing from his sight, his face dark and gloomy.

Su Wenheng wants to take Zhang Tian as his apprentice?

Ah!
conspiracy!

It's definitely a conspiracy!!

Does he think he's a fool? He'd believe such a lie...

However, since Zhang Tian was chosen to write an article, he must have some talent.

Otherwise, wouldn't such an obvious lie be easily exposed?

Su Wenheng and the others would never be so foolish.

The octopus patriarch suddenly felt a little smug. He thought to himself, how could his descendants, Zhang Bingzhi, be nothing but a bunch of stupid and incompetent fools!
I just don't know what these people were trying to achieve by going to such lengths to stage this show for him.
What could the Zhang family possibly have that would be worth their scheming?

After much thought, Patriarch Zhang concluded that he had been low-key enough in the past, and that he was just a minor official with little real power or personal gain.

Although they've outwardly engaged in some business, over the years it's always been a mix of profits and losses, without attracting much attention. As for what happens behind the scenes...

If someone really knew, or if someone who conspired with him betrayed him, how could the entire court be so quiet now?
They've probably already come knocking on his door, begging for a favor!
The old patriarch narrowed his eyes, recalling those high and mighty people of the past who, when faced with death, knelt before him like lapdogs, begging for his mercy. They were willing to pay any price, even surrendering their souls after death.

He couldn't help but feel a secret sense of satisfaction.

What good is immense power and boundless wealth?
Faced with life and death, shouldn't we be reduced to lowly, begging servants like him?

No one is unafraid of death.

Those who say they're not afraid now haven't truly faced the day they're about to die.

This chapter is about the old patriarch, who, after dying once, regarded it as dogma and truth.

If anyone knew that the secret to immortality could be found in him, why would they treat him with such disrespect?

He took a deep breath and slowly suppressed his anger.

Therefore, Su Wenheng and the Prefect of Jingzhao staged this play not to obtain the secret of immortality from him.

What else could it be for?
Surely it's not about seeking revenge for what happened back then?
"What did you say?!"

Upon hearing what Su Xianyun said, Tan Ci immediately prepared to grab his weapons and confront the An family.

"I'm going to kill them! You bastards! You beasts!!"

"I must kill them, I absolutely must kill them!!"

Su Xianyun couldn't stop him and could only chase after him while crying. Fortunately, Su Wenheng returned in time. Just as he arrived at the door, he bumped into Tan Ci, who was about to fight someone with a knife.

"lady?!"