Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 556: You stuff all this garbage into my martial arts pavilion. Do you really think I am a vegetarian?
Yang Zhengshan glanced at him and asked, "Doesn't your grandfather give you money to spend?"

Sun Anyang was stunned. "What does Lord Yang mean? I really don't understand!"

This guy is still pretending to be stupid. In fact, he doesn't think Yang Zhengshan can do anything to him.

Although Yang Zhengshan, the Marquis of Jing'an, is a new noble in Kyoto, he feels that Yang Zhengshan should give his grandfather some face. It's just a few tens of thousands of taels of silver. Is it worth it for Yang Zhengshan to lose face for his grandfather?

Tens of thousands of taels of silver!
He had only been in the Martial Arts Pavilion for a few months, but he had already made tens of thousands of taels of silver!

Yang Zhengshan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and directly ordered: "Fight him, beat him with a hundred military sticks first, as long as he doesn't die!"

How could he, the great Marquis of Jing'an, talk nonsense with a junior? He would beat him up first.

The two followers stepped forward and carried Sun Anyang without saying a word.

"Wait, Lord Yang, Lord Yang, my grandfather is Marquis Suning!"

"Lord Yang, ah~~"

A scream sounded.

The close followers around Yang Zhengshan didn't care who his grandfather was. If Yang Zhengshan said to beat them, they would beat them, and they would beat them without mercy.

The military stick kept hitting Sun Anyang, and he screamed every time he was hit by the stick.

After more than twenty blows with the military stick, Sun Anyang fell into a coma.

"My Lord, he fainted!" Li Chang ran over to report.

"Is he dead?"

"no!"

Yang Zhengshan glanced at him and said, "Wake him up and continue beating him!"

Li Chang shrank his neck and immediately went to get a bucket of water to pour on Sun Anyang to wake him up.

At this time, many officials and disciples of the Martial Arts Pavilion gathered around. They all felt a chill in their butts when they saw the miserable Sun Anyang.

Especially the officials, many of them were trembling with fear.

This is a real fight!
He even beat the grandson of Marquis Suining!
Marquis Jing'an is so cruel!

Sun Anyang fainted and was splashed awake several times. Sun Anyang couldn't even scream.

"My lord, the account books have been checked!" Hong Yanfeng came to Yang Zhengshan tremblingly and said with some fear.

"How much?"

"There are a total of 35,000 taels that don't match, and there are also many weapons and medicinal materials that are of poor quality!"

Yang Zhengshan took the account book and took a look at it. "Go, get me two hundred thousand."

"Ah!" Hong Yanfeng was a little confused.

Yang Zhengshan said: "Gather two hundred thousand taels so I can go and collect the debt!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Hong Yanfeng finally came to his senses and hurried to modify the account books.

Is thirty or fifty thousand worth it for Yang Zhengshan to spend?

Of course not worth it!

Another quarter of an hour later, Hong Yanfeng came out again with the account book in his hand, "My Lord, we have collected 200,000 taels, but~~"

"But what?"

"But this account book doesn't stand up to scrutiny!" Hong Yanfeng said stiffly.

It is really difficult to make an account of 35,000 yuan into an account of 200,000 yuan.

The annual expenses of the Martial Arts Pavilion increased from 60,000 taels at the beginning to 500,000 taels this year. Even if Sun Anyang embezzled a lot of money, at most he replaced good quality medicinal herbs and weapons with inferior ones, and also reduced the meat food for the disciples of the Martial Arts Pavilion.

If one really counts the amount of silver he actually embezzled, it was less than 50,000 taels, far less than 200,000 taels.

But Yang Zhengshan wouldn't care about these. Since Sun Anyang dared to make a move in the Martial Arts Pavilion, don't blame him for blackmailing him at the Suining Marquis' Mansion.

"Alright!" Yang Zhengshan took the account book and said, "You two will be fined for three months' salary, and all officials in the Martial Arts Hall who knew about this will be fined for two months' salary!"

"Also, you must thoroughly investigate the entire Martial Arts Pavilion. If there are other officials who are corrupt, expel them from the Martial Arts Pavilion immediately!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Hong Yanfeng responded quickly.

Yang Zhengshan glanced at the completely unconscious Sun Anyang and shouted, "Take him with you, let's go and settle accounts with Marquis Suning!"

Then he mounted his horse and headed towards the Suining Marquis' Mansion with his five followers.

The Suining Marquis Mansion is not far from the Yang family's Jing'an Marquis Mansion. It is just behind the Jing'an Marquis Mansion. Go out from the west back door of the Jing'an Marquis Mansion and walk a few steps to the main entrance of the Suining Marquis Mansion.

The mansion of Marquis Suning is very lively today. As the New Year is approaching, many relatives and friends have come to the mansion to say farewell and celebrate the New Year. However, Marquis Sun Yunbo is not in the mansion because Sun Yunbo has been stationed in Wusi Town in the west of Dayong. The head of the mansion is Sun Yunbo's eldest son Sun Dechang.

The Sun family of Suining Marquis Mansion is a typical family story of a tiger father and a dog son. Sun Yunbo can be considered a hero of his generation and made great military achievements for Dayong. He was mainly active in the early Chengping period and came to prominence at about the same time as Zhang Luan.

At that time, the western part of Dayong was unstable, and Zhang Luan and Sun Yunbo were both brave generals who had been trained in many battles.

Sun Yunbo had two legitimate sons and three illegitimate sons. Except for the eldest son Sun Dechang who had some brains, the other four sons were all fools and had no responsibility at all. They couldn't even become generals.

Sun Dechang only held the title of deputy governor in the Front Army Governor's Office. As for the grandchildren of the Sun family, none of them had any talent that could be used.

I have more than a dozen grandchildren, but not one of them has become successful.

In comparison, Zhang Luan's three sons all served as generals in the western border towns, either guerrilla generals or lieutenant generals, and Zhang Luan also had two grandsons who entered the Yanwu Pavilion.

Anyone who can become a disciple of the Martial Arts Pavilion is definitely the best among the younger generation.

Even though the Martial Arts Pavilion now has more than 2,000 disciples, these 2,000 disciples come from many noble families, martial arts families, and martial arts sects in Dayong. It can be said that the Martial Arts Pavilion now gathers nearly half of Dayong's martial arts talents.

Take the Tianqing Sword Sect for example. The Tianqing Sword Sect has developed very well in recent years, but only two disciples have joined the Martial Arts Pavilion.

As for the Jizhou Badao Sect, only four disciples joined the Martial Arts Pavilion.

The disciples of the Martial Arts Pavilion are all geniuses selected from among hundreds of warriors.

He is one in a hundred among warriors, not one in a hundred among ordinary people.

The Sun family is a family of merit and honor, but no one can enter the Martial Arts Pavilion, which shows the incompetence of the Sun family's grandchildren.

Yang Zhengshan did not return home, but took Sun Anyang directly to the Suining Marquis Mansion.

"Call the door!"

The personal attendant Li Chang immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door of the Suining Marquis's Mansion.

In fact, the side door of the Suining Marquis' Mansion was open, but when Yang Zhengshan came, he naturally had to go through the main gate. As a marquis, he should go through the main gate wherever he went except to the imperial city.

The doorman in the mansion heard the knock on the door and hurried out from the side door and asked, "Who are you?"

This doorman had poor eyesight. He couldn't even see Yang Zhengshan standing in front of the door. It would have been fine if he couldn't see Yang Zhengshan, but his young master was even carried to the door, but he didn't even see him.

"I'm Yang Zhengshan. Go find someone in your family who can make the decision!" Yang Zhengshan said in a cold voice.

Hearing this, the doorman looked at Yang Zhengshan, and he also noticed Sun Anyang lying on the ground.

"Mr. Sanlang!" He recognized Sun Anyang and exclaimed.

"Go quickly!" Yang Zhengshan shouted dissatisfiedly.

The doorman didn't dare to hesitate and ran into the mansion to call for help.

However, he seemed not to know who Yang Zhengshan was, or it should be said that he had not yet remembered who Yang Zhengshan was.

The doorman ran into the house and shouted, "Hurry up, Mr. San is injured!"

Then a group of guards came running over, and a tall man came running over and asked, "Where is Sanlangjun?"

"Outside the door!"

Then the tall man ran out the door in a hurry with seven or eight guards.

However, the man realized something was wrong as soon as he walked out of the side door. His third son was indeed injured and was indeed outside the door, but there were also several people standing outside the door.

"My name is Wu Tiancheng. May I ask who you are?"

"Yang Zhengshan! Ask the person in charge in your family to come here."

Wu Tiancheng was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and said, "Wait a moment, Lord Yang, I will go and invite my uncle!"

He winked at the guard behind him, and the guard immediately retreated back inside the door to report the news.

In fact, he didn't need to send anyone to report again, because the doorman had already run to the front hall to look for the masters of the Sun family.

At this time, Sun Dechang and Sun Desheng were meeting guests in the front hall.

The guest who came to visit their family today was Anshun Earl Zhu Rong. Zhu Rong was probably in his fifties. He used to be a military officer under Sun Yunbo, but later he was injured and resigned on his own initiative. He has been staying in Kyoto to retire over the years.

Now, several members of the Zhu family are working under Sun Yunbo, so he came to build relationships and show his closeness as the New Year approaches.

When the three of them were sitting in the hall chatting and laughing, an old servant came to Sun Dechang's side and whispered, "Master, Sanlangjun was injured and was sent back!"

Sun Dechang frowned and looked at Sun Desheng next to him, "Go and have a look!"

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Sun Desheng didn't know what had happened yet, and the old servant told him again.

"Brother Zhu, excuse me for a moment. I have something small to deal with!"

Sun Desheng bowed to Zhu Rong and walked towards the door, but before he could walk out the door, the guard who came to report came over again.

"Sir, Marquis Jing'an is outside the door!" the guard said without deliberately lowering his voice.

Because there was no need to conceal this matter, Sun Anyang’s injury could be dealt with quietly, but when Yang Zhengshan came, the Sun family would definitely go out to greet him.

Sun Dechang's expression changed slightly, "Marquis Jing'an? Did he come here with Sanlangjun?"

"Yes, it seems that Mr. Sanlang was hit by a military stick!" said the guard.

Sun Dechang knew what was going on as soon as he thought about it.

Sun Anyang was able to work in the Yanwu Pavilion because he went through the Ministry of Personnel.

He stood up suddenly and glared at Sun Desheng fiercely, "Look at the good son you taught!"

Sun Desheng hadn't figured it out at this point. He was suddenly scolded by his eldest brother and was confused.

"Brother Zhu, excuse me for a moment!"

"Haha, let's go together. I have heard of Marquis Jing'an's name for a long time, but I have never had the chance to meet him. Today is a coincidence, so let me get to know Marquis Jing'an!" Zhu Rong said with a smile.

Their Anshun Marquis' Mansion was a nobody in the noble circle. Although many of their children served in the military, they were all in unimportant positions.

Zhu Rong himself was just an idler and didn't even have an official position.

So he had no chance to contact Yang Zhengshan on weekdays. Now that he finally had the chance to contact Yang Zhengshan, Zhu Rong naturally didn't want to miss it.

Sun Dechang naturally didn't want Zhu Rong to see his family's joke, but he couldn't stop Zhu Rong from seeing Yang Zhengshan, so he could only say, "Then let's go together!"

As they spoke, the group walked out of the main hall quickly. A moment later, the main door of the Suning Marquis's mansion opened, and Sun Dechang walked out quickly. He smiled and bowed, saying, "I, Sun Dechang, greet Marquis Yang!"

"Zhu Rong meets Lord Yang!"

Zhu Rong looked at Yang Zhengshan with some curiosity.

Yang Zhengshan didn't pay attention to Zhu Rong, but looked at Sun Dechang and said, "You know this guy, right?"

"I know him, he's my nephew!" Sun Dechang secretly groaned in his heart.

Judging from Yang Zhengshan's attitude, it was obvious that he came here to call for punishment.

"This kid embezzled two hundred thousand taels of silver from my Martial Arts Pavilion. Here, this is the account book!" Yang Zhengshan threw the account book to Sun Dechang.

Sun Dechang hurriedly took the account book and said in astonishment: "Two hundred thousand taels of silver!"

"That's right. I will give Lord Sun a favor and will not report this matter to the court. However, you, the Sun family, must return the money he embezzled to the Martial Arts Pavilion!" Yang Zhengshan said nonsense in a serious tone.

He was not giving face to Sun Yunbo at all, he was simply blackmailing the Sun family.

Report to the court?

Stop joking. If this is reported to the court, the court will at most compensate the Yanwu Pavilion with a few tens of thousands of taels of silver, and then dismiss Sun Anyang from his official position.

As for dealing with the Marquis of Suning's Mansion, Emperor Yanping estimated that he would at most reprimand it and would not do anything to the Marquis of Suning's Mansion at all.

"This, this..." Sun Dechang was a little at a loss.

Two hundred thousand taels?

Will he believe it?

Of course I wouldn’t believe it!
His good nephew had only worked at the Martial Arts Pavilion for a few months. How could he have embezzled two hundred thousand taels of silver?

But does it matter whether he believes it or not?
Yang Zhengshan didn't care what he thought and said directly: "Send the silver to the Martial Arts Pavilion within three days. If you can't deliver it, I will go to Sun Hou to collect the debt in person!"

Sun Dechang's expression changed again and again.

Asking his father for the debt?

Where can he put his father's face?

If Yang Zhengshan really went to Sun Yunbo to collect the debt, then Sun Yunbo would probably beat these unfilial descendants to death.

"Lord Yang, Lord Yang, this~~"

He wanted to ask Yang Zhengshan if he could order less.

But Yang Zhengshan ignored him and got on his horse. "Let's go to the Ministry of Personnel. Damn it, you are stuffing all this rubbish into my Martial Arts Hall. Do you really think I am a vegetarian?"

After saying this, he rode on horseback with a few of his followers towards the Ministry of Personnel.

The two brothers Sun Dechang and Zhu Rong were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

Zhu Rong looked at Yang Zhengshan's back as he walked away, then he bowed to Sun Dechang and said, "Since Brother Sun has something to do at home, I'll take my leave first!"

Sun Dechang bowed with a stiff expression, "Brother Zhu, take care!"

What a shame!
His own nephews were embezzling money outside and were even found guilty by someone, and the person who came was Marquis Jing'an.

At this moment, he didn't care about the money, but about his face.

If this matter were to get out, the Suining Marquisate would soon become the laughing stock of Kyoto.

Moreover, this matter will also affect the nephews and nieces of their Sun family. Yang Zhengshan has gone to cause trouble for the Ministry of Personnel. It will probably be difficult for the nephews and nieces of the Sun family to seek official positions in the future.

"Carry this bastard in!" Sun Dechang roared with gritted teeth.

Sun Desheng was also furious. "This bastard actually embezzled 200,000 taels, and he only gave me less than 20,000 taels! This unfilial son!"

The angry Sun Desheng even kicked the unconscious Sun Anyang.

"..."

Sun Dechang looked at Sun Desheng dully, "You know!"

"Uh!" Sun Desheng said somewhat embarrassedly: "I know a little bit!"

Sun Dechang's back teeth were almost broken by his bite, "You idiot!"

"Brother, why are you swearing?" Sun Desheng said dissatisfiedly.

"I'm going to beat someone else. Someone, come and punish me according to the family rules!" Sun Dechang was so angry that he was going crazy.

He had finally found a job for Sun Anyang, and for this purpose he even asked officials from the Ministry of Personnel to transfer Bao Lang away. He also hoped that Sun Anyang's entry into the Martial Arts Pavilion would help the Sun family gain some face.

The results of it!
At this moment, Sun Dechang wished he could beat this unruly father and son to death.

Afterwards, the Sun family was in chaos, and screams were heard in the mansion.

(End of this chapter)