Beauty's Evil Bodyguard

Beijing Zhangjia!

Zhang Hui is wearing a decent casual dress. What's different from usual is that Zhang Hui's expression is different from that of the past!

His eyes were dimly sunken and red.

With his body as the center, an irrefutable sense of killing permeates the room, making the atmosphere of the whole room extremely depressed, and the temperature in the room also seems to drop at this moment.

Since Zhang Hui came back from Fengxiang City, he has been staying in Zhangjia. It's not that he doesn't want to go out. It's Zhang Hui's father and Zhang's father who let Zhang Hui recover at home.

It's better to say that it's better to say that it's Guan Zhanghui who is shut up, because he is not allowed to step out of his family.

Although staying in Zhangjia, Zhang Hui is not idle. He has been making people pay attention to any news of Yu Fei and collecting all the news of Fengxiang city.

Now after hearing that Xue Chen has gone to Yu Fei's home, Zhang Hui's anger, which has been suppressed for a long time, suddenly burst out, and can no longer hide it.

He wants to kill Xue Chen. He dreams about it.

It was Xue Chen who let him roll back to the capital like a lost dog in Fengxiang city. At the same time, he occupied Yu Fei, and Zhang Hui was kicked out by Longmen.

It was the leader of Longmen who made this decision. It was useless for anyone to speak for Zhang Hui. The leader of Longmen was very determined.

If it's not for the sake of Zhang Jia's elders, the owner of Longmen gate will not spare Zhang Hui to use the people in Longmen to achieve his goal.

Angry!

But Zhang Hui doesn't have any way to deal with it. The dragon's gate master is not the person he can shake. Even his father has to give way to the dragon's gate master, let alone him.

Zhang Hui owes all that he has suffered to Xue Chen. He owes it to Xue Chen. If it wasn't for Xue Chen, Zhang Hui would not be like this.

So Zhang Hui wants Xue Chen to die, more than Chu Yuze wants him to die.

At this time, the door was knocked from the outside.

After hearing the knock on the door, Zhang Hui turned to the door like a frightened lion!

"Who?"

"Young master, the master asked you to see him!"

"I'll be right there!"

As the voice fell, Zhang Hui took a deep breath and adjusted his mind. He kept the anger in his heart, and his face also showed a harmless smile.

This is Zhang Hui. His forbearance and control of his emotions have reached the point of pure love. He can adjust his mood instantly.

Never show that bloodthirsty side in front of outsiders.

At the same time, this is also the horror of Zhang Hui, which is why people call Zhang Hui a smiling tiger.

No matter how angry he is in his heart, he will never show his anger in front of others. No matter what you say, he will always keep an elegant appearance like water, just like a modest gentleman who is gentle as jade.

But no one knows what kind of face is hidden behind that smile.

Camouflage is a skill everyone knows, but Zhang Hui's camouflage is better than others.

Zhang feihui immediately opened the door of his room and went out in a good mood.

At the moment, a middle-aged man in Tang costume was standing at the door. On the contrary, his body was short and thin, but his thighs were very thick, which was in sharp contrast to his thin body.

Generally speaking, men with strong thighs have strong explosive power in their legs. Obviously, this middle-aged man belongs to this category.

However, the most striking thing is not the middle-aged man's seemingly uncoordinated body, but his right arm!

Because he didn't have his right arm, as if he had been cut off by some sharp weapon. His sleeve was empty, just like Yang Guo, a one armed great Xia.

Although this man has no right arm, Zhang Hui dare not have any disrespect to this man, because he knows that this man is one of the most powerful people in Zhang Jia!

In particular, the left-handed knife is fast to the limit, so fast that you can't see clearly how he made the knife.

And Zhang Hui also knows that this man is absolutely able to reach the top 50 among the capital experts. Even he once challenged the dragon's gate master.

What makes Zhang Hui curious is that he is so powerful, who cut off his right hand.

"Uncle eagle, where is my grandfather?" Zhang Hui asked Uncle Ying humbly.

Yingbo, Zhang's bodyguard, always follows Zhang.

In addition to the old man, no one in the whole Zhangjia family is able to see Yingbo clearly. Even the old man once said that everyone must treat Yingbo with respect, just like facing him!

"Study!"

Zhang Hui knew Yingbo and knew that Yingbo didn't like words. He was always cold, so he didn't say anything, so he went straight into the study.Zhang's residence is a quadrangle courtyard full of antique charm. After walking out of the room, Zhang Hui walked directly through the inner courtyard towards the backyard.

Zhang Hui came to the study with ease.

The study covers a small area, with six rows of bookshelves, which are full of all kinds of books, including economics, politics, history and unofficial history, and even archaeology.

It can be said that there are many books on the shelf.

See such a study, almost everyone will think that the owner of the study must be a very wide range of interests!

However, compared with a variety of books, a picture hanging in the middle of the study is more prominent, which is the founding leader of China!

In the study, an old man with white hair is sitting in front of the desk, with a brush in his hand. He is writing fast on the paper. He doesn't know what to write!

This old man is Zhang Hui's grandfather - Zhang Yunye!

Zhang Yunye is still waiting, but he doesn't dare to see him busy.

After about ten minutes, Zhang Yunye finally put down his brush and looked at what he had written. His face showed a thick smile. He was obviously very satisfied!

"Come and have a look at the handwriting that grandfather imitated this time!" Zhang Yunye waved to Zhang Hui.

Seeing this, Zhang Hui walked over without any politeness and took a look at what Zhang Yunye had written.

Just glancing at it, Zhang Hui recognized that what Zhang Yunye imitated was Liu Gongquan's cursive book "16 days"!

"My grandfather imitated it, but there was a flaw in it!" Zhang Hui said seriously.

"Oh?" Zhang Yunye's white brow slightly picked: "tell me about it!"

"Liu Gong's characters are rigorous and meticulous. He is famous for his thin and vigorous characters. His characters are uniform, thin and hard. His memorial tablet is decisive and his stippling is sharp. His regular script is vigorous, vigorous and well structured. Among them, running script and regular script are the most exquisite."

"Although the 16th day you imitated is good in handwriting, it lacks rhyme. It belongs to Liu Gongquan's rhyme. Moreover, Liu Gong's words are uniform, thin and hard, the memorial tablet is firm and sharp, and the stippling is sharp and sharp. But many of your words are not uniform, thin and hard, the memorial tablet is firm and sharp, and the stippling is sharp and sharp!"

"As long as people who have studied Liu Gong's handwriting can see it at a glance."

After hearing Zhang Hui's words, Zhang Yunye didn't get angry at all. On the contrary, he showed a faint smile on his face: "yes, I really didn't achieve Liu Gong's balance, thin and hard. The memorial tablet is firm and decisive, and it's easy to draw on it."

"But grandfather, it's very good that you can imitate it like this." Zhang Hui said lightly: "if I were you, I would not be able to write it."

Zhang Yunye chuckled: "you are still young. When you get to my age, you will be able to write down and even surpass me

Zhang Hui laughed and said nothing more.

He knows that Zhang Yunye doesn't like to listen to those words with no ambition and flattery, so silence is the best choice.

"How's the injury?"

"It's no big deal now!"

Zhang Yunye nodded faintly: "that's good. Do you know why I locked you at home these days?"

"Meditate." Zhang Hui said without hesitation.

From entering the study, after seeing Zhang Yunye imitating Liu Gongquan's calligraphy, Zhang Hui has guessed Zhang Yunye's intention.

"There is even balance, just like the word of Liu Gong, which stresses uniformity and balance." Zhang Hui said heavily.

Zhang Yunye nodded with satisfaction.

"You see!" Zhang Yunye said in a low voice: "since you understand my intention, you can go out today. Remember, you should pay attention to balance and be strict with yourself at any time."

"Grandson knows!" Zhang Hui said very humbly.

"I know that the affair of the girl in Yu's family has made you a little confused, but I've figured out a way to deal with it." Zhang Yunye does not ink, directly poke in Zhang Hui's mind.

"Grandfather, what are you going to do?"

"It's OK to retire. I'll do it myself!" Zhang Yunye's voice suddenly changed, not as gentle as before, but gradually became cold: "Zhang's efforts can't be ended by a divorce."

When Zhang Hui heard Zhang Yunye's words, he immediately understood Zhang Yunye's meaning!

"I'll listen to my grandfather!"

"Well, go back. If you want to go out, go out and have a look."

"Grandfather, take care of your rest!"

Then Zhang Hui went out respectfully.

As soon as Zhang Hui left, uncle Ying came in immediately.

Seeing Yingbo coming in, Zhang Yunye immediately asked, "what do you think?"

"Look at duodu, he almost got hot!" Yingbo said without expression: "the one in Fengxiang city is not easy to deal with. Even if you let the girl of Yu family come back in person, it's not likely to end well. Even the boy may come with you, and your grandson may lose control at that time.""I just want him to come and see who he is!" Zhang Yunye's dark eyes suddenly radiated a fine light.