The First Lackey Under The Empress

Zhao Du'an's family situation was somewhat complicated.

The original owner's father was a low-ranking military officer in the Imperial Guards. The original owner was born to his first wife, but his mother passed away when he was fifteen years old.

Because of an injury sustained early in life, Zhao's father only had this one son.

Half a year after his wife's death, a comrade of Zhao's father, who was as close as a brother, unfortunately died during a business trip away from the capital, leaving behind only a young and beautiful wife and daughter, alone in the capital.

In those days, without a man in the house and with the loss of their source of income, the plight of the wife and daughter was imaginable.

Zhao's father generously offered assistance.

One had lost his wife, and the other had lost her husband. With the matchmaker's persuasion, Zhao's father simply married his brother's wife as his second wife.

Thus, the fifteen-year-old original owner, who had not yet recovered from the grief of his mother's death, was stunned to find that he had an "aunt" and a young "sister."

The teenager was at the height of his rebellious phase and was extremely resistant to his stepmother and stepsister.

Fortunately, his stepmother, named "You Jinhua," treated him as if he were her own son. With his father's mediation, the family could barely get along on the surface.

As a result, after a few more years, Zhao's father suddenly suffered a headache and also kicked the bucket, dying.

In an instant, the Zhao family lost its pillar.

The original owner, just past twenty, had no choice but to take over his father's position and enter the Imperial Guards as an infantryman.

After losing control, the original owner often mingled with his comrades and mostly lived in the military camp.

He was unwilling to go home and interact with his aunt, and the relationship between the two parties was cold and distant.

So far, it was still okay.

It was not until more than a year ago that the original owner was granted the title of envoy and rumors of an affair with the female emperor spread. Once he gained power, he became arrogant and his personality changed drastically.

Due to the change in his official position, he moved his residence back to his home and lived under the same roof with his aunt and stepsister again.

As a result, the original owner, with his vile and overbearing personality, found the mother and daughter extremely unpleasant.

In addition, there were neighbors gossiping, saying that You Jinhua's two husbands had died after only a few years of marriage, and that she was destined to bring misfortune to her husbands.

The original owner immediately turned his spearhead towards the two, often scolding them at home.

He ordered them around, often ridiculed them, and even engaged in "domestic violence."

Poor You Jinhua and her daughter, renamed "Zhao Pan'er," were the mistresses of the house, but they had less dignity than the servants and lived in fear all day long.

The relationship between the two sides deteriorated.

How to evaluate it... Anyway, Zhao Du'an felt it was quite awful...

This was also one of his concerns about not going home in the past three days since his transmigration.

He really hadn't figured out what kind of persona to use to face his family.

Therefore, when he heard Zhu Kui's words "something happened at home," he was stunned for a moment and didn't come back to his senses:

"What home are you talking about?"

The black-clothed clerk, with a dark face and a face full of horizontal flesh, gasped for breath, clutching his horse whip, and said:

"Of course, it's your home, your residence."

Zhao Du'an frowned:

"Explain in detail, what happened?"

Zhu Kui took a breath and then explained the whole story clearly.

It turned out that after he learned that Zhao Du'an was okay, he was overjoyed.

First, he went back to his own home to reassure his family and have lunch.

Then, he went to the Baima Prison to report the good news and inquire about the specific situation, but he didn't find out anything. Zhu Kui was worried and guessed that Zhao Du'an should be leaving the palace, so he simply came to pick him up.

As a result, he accidentally met an acquaintance on the road and learned a piece of "bad news."

"Sir, this humble officer's acquaintance said that he saw that military man Zhang Changji riding a fast horse and leading several evil servants towards your home!

I'm afraid they're going to be detrimental to your family! This humble officer's martial strength is low and I know I can't stop that guy, so I had to rush to the palace to find you!" Zhu Kui said.

Zhang Changji?

Who is this again?

Zhao Du'an was stunned, and then, the memories in his mind came out in response, and he immediately understood.

Zhang Changji is Zhang Changshuo's younger brother.

Unlike his brother, who considered himself a scholar, this person did not like to read. He had practiced martial arts since he was a child and relied on investing resources to become a martial artist in the Mortal Realm, but he was one level higher than the original Zhao Du'an, being a "Mortal Realm Middle Grade."

He served as a "Captain" in the Jing Camp.

It is worth mentioning that the Imperial Guards of the Great Yu are divided into two parts, one part guards the imperial city, which is the emperor's personal army, the "Twelve Guards."

The other part guards the capital, called the "Jing Camp."

Zhang Changji was tyrannical, but fortunately, he was restrained by military discipline, and his reputation was not as bad as Zhao Du'an.

The two had no intersection, but Zhao Du'an was resented by his colleague Zhang Changshuo because of the "Empress's favor."

Because of this relationship, Zhang Changji shared the same hatred and had privately blocked Zhao Du'an, and the two had become enemies ever since.

"What is that guy doing at my house?"

Zhao Du'an's heart sank, and he had a bad feeling.

Without time to think, he jumped up and snatched the horse whip:

"Go! Go back and see!"

......

......

On the other side, on the streets of the capital.

"Da da..."

The sound of horses' hooves was urgent, and several riders roared past, and the people along the way scattered in terror.

On the back of the leading horse, Zhang Changji held the reins in one hand and the whip in the other, galloping wantonly, and his expression was arrogant when he saw the people on both sides retreating like a tide.

He looked similar to Zhang Changshuo, but he was much younger.

Because he practiced martial arts, he was more robust, and the loose training clothes on his body were open at the chest, exposing his developed muscles.

"Young Master, the alley ahead is the Zhao family!"

Next to him, the servant riding the horse said excitedly, holding a cudgel in his hand.

Zhang Changji reined in his horse, slowed down, and smiled:

"Okay, follow me and rush in, trample the Zhao family!"

Another older servant said worriedly:

"Young Master... there is no conclusion on how Zhao Du'an is, if we come to his door like this, will it be..."

Zhang Changji glared at him unhappily and sneered:

"The Zhao thief has lost his backer, who doesn't know it in the officialdom of the capital? My eldest brother told me yesterday that the Zhao thief will definitely fall today, and he is more than confident that he will personally send him to prison and not be able to turn over..."

"Humph, the Zhao thief was arrogant and domineering in the past, and offended countless people. I don't know how many people want to come to his door to take revenge. If I go late, what if someone else gets there first?"

Unlike his cautious brother, he has always been a reckless character, with developed muscles and low intelligence.

Yesterday, when he heard the news that Zhao Du'an was going to be finished, he hurried to verify it with his brother.

Zhang Changshuo was holding the evidence at the time and thought he was sure of winning. When he saw his younger brother coming to ask, he proudly showed off.

Zhang Changji took the reassurance and practiced in the military camp as usual in the morning.

Taking advantage of the lunch break, he asked for leave and took a few evil servants from his family straight to the Zhao family.

He was ready to beat a dog in the water and avenge the hatred he had formed with Zhao Du'an.

Therefore, he didn't even know that Zhao Du'an was not only okay but had also been promoted.

"But Young Master, even if the Zhao thief falls, he may be imprisoned, we can't block him even if we go to his house," the servant hesitated.

Zhang Changji glanced at him and said nothing.

The previous servant explained with a smile:

"Who wants to block him? The Zhao family has been rising for a long time, and they must have accumulated a lot of family wealth. This person dares to provoke the Young Master, so he should collect some interest."

The other servants holding cudgels suddenly realized.

......

While speaking, a group of people had rushed into the alley and stopped outside a large three-entry house.

At this moment, the gate was tightly closed.

Zhang Changji led the crowd off their horses, and without knocking on the door, he used a burst of energy and kicked the courtyard door open with a "dong" sound with the strength of a martial artist!

The evil servants poured in.

Zhao's family maids and servants came out after hearing the sound, shouting:

"Who are you people?"

Then they were beaten and screamed, and scattered in terror.

A group of people broke into the middle courtyard by force.

Zhang Changji, wearing a short coat with his collar slightly open, saw several people walking out of the inner house.

The leader was a woman and a young girl.

You Jinhua was in her early thirties this year and well-maintained. She was a beautiful woman with excellent charm.

Because she was born in a wealthy family, she was knowledgeable and reasonable, and had a gentle nature. She had never seen such a battle before, and at this moment, her pretty face was pale and her eyebrows and eyes were panicked.

On the contrary, the young girl Zhao Pan'er, who was sixteen years old, was calm beside her mother.

Only the slender eyelashes above the girl's autumn-like eyes trembled slightly, revealing the tension and fear in her heart.

"Who are you people? How dare you break into a house in broad daylight?"

The girl shouted loudly, but her trembling voice revealed her sternness.