The Great Seminary

Chapter 105 Cold Salad (Part )

Under the scorching sun, the sunlight is dazzling.

Zhang Gui was wearing the uniform of a fourth-rank general, and he was guarded by dozens of personal soldiers.

Hundreds of soldiers acted as hawks and minions, parading in the streets.

It is so majestic and a hundred times more murderous!

"I know everything I know, and I hate bullying others by taking advantage of my power.

But just two days ago, this general witnessed the incident at Longmen Port, which caused 373 large merchants to enter;

A tyrant; a servant; a singing girl; all of them were blown to pieces in broad daylight in the street.

Now, after investigation by the court's secret agents, it is 100% certain that the case was the work of Qian Ji people.

This means that right now, there might be someone around you holding a thunder bomb or hiding kerosene, waiting to strike us."

At this point, Zhang Gui paused, looked around with hawk-like eyes, and murmured:

"Any individual or organization that carries weapons of mass destruction on the territory under my rule without my permission will be considered an act of aggression and an act of war.

As the owner and supreme leader of the country and fiefdom, I can sentence him to death without trial..."

In the land where he can exercise "regional divine power", his words are law.

After accumulating for a long time, the total amount of tens of thousands of "virtual" and "real" "capital elements" rule power, linked to the divine power, began to prepare to show another side of Zhang Gui...

A few dozen days ago, in the square of the heavenly place "Daxiangxiong Temple", countless Wonsan troops prostrated themselves in worship of their emperor, making people feel as if they were in ancient times.

I truly felt how majestic "God's grace is like the sea, and God's power is like a prison"!
And now Zhang Gui is naturally far less powerful than Changsheng Tiemu.

The source of their 'majesty' also comes from the immense awe of the masses;

The other comes from the supreme authority of the mysterious realm and feels completely different.

But in fact, in ancient times, some naturally powerful creatures evolved into gods because they held invisible power and were sincerely revered by hundreds of millions of mortals.

And as more and more mortals worship him, his power of repaying his kindness becomes stronger and stronger, and he eventually achieves immortality.

So from some perspectives, the will of the people and the authority of the gods actually lead to the same goal...

Merchants are the class that values ​​profit the most in any era.
And because they believe that 'money is everything', they tend to be relatively contemptuous of authority.

Therefore, all the merchants who could be considered important figures at the dock of Zhihai Town were not as respectful of Zhang Gui as they said or showed in their actions.

Although these people may truly admire his intelligence, cunning and bravery, and envy and hate his good luck, this is completely different from awe.

But at this moment, perhaps because the sun is too strong, the whole body feels limp as if it is about to melt.

So much so that everyone wanted to prostrate themselves before the young general who stood like the sun among the crowd.

At the same time, at the Zhihai Town Pier, there was a vegetarian restaurant called "Chuchunlai".

Zhang Jiujiang was having breakfast around the table with many of his classmates and two teachers from Qingdou Academy.

I heard the noise outside getting smaller and smaller.

He absentmindedly picked up a bunch of bean sprouts with his chopsticks and ate them with the golden millet porridge.
“It looks like my cousin has finished clearing out the neighbors at the dock.

Now is a critical moment when a war is about to break out, and he has no other choice but to use drastic measures to resolve the internal troubles."

Shi Jing, who had a bun on his head and wore a Taoist robe, sneered when he heard this:
"Zhang Jiujiang didn't expect you to be so hypocritical.

In the past, I always said in school that I came from a poor family, so I knew the hardships of the common people best.

In front of the gentleman, he said indignantly that we "actually don't know the suffering of the people."

As a result, your most trusted brother Dagui now regards the small vendors selling white silk cloth as spies of the Qianji people and drives them out of his fiefdom.

But in your mouth it becomes a last resort, which is ridiculous."

Zhang Jiujiang was a little angry when he heard this, "I'm driving him away, not arresting him, torturing him, or interrogating him.

No money or labor was taken, just let them go.

Why not? Didn't you read the notice just now? Han Liguo allowed the rebels to overthrow the country.

Now it is no longer a foreign country of our Song and Ming, but an enemy country controlled by the Guizong Army of Baiyang Borqin, a vassal state of Yuanshan.
They may send troops from the sea at any time to harass southern Xinjiang.

At times like this, we naturally have to be extra careful."

“But Han Liren is not from Qianji.

Isn’t our Master Shen Han Liren?
She hates Qianjiren a hundred times, a thousand times more than you and I do."

Zhang Jiujiang was stunned. He secretly glanced at the expressionless face of the lady sitting at the top of the table, Shen Shijing, and said angrily:
“Mr. Shi Jing is naturally different.

Our 'Qingdou Academy' has produced hundreds or thousands of scholars with official titles, and everyone here knows the beautiful name of 'the exiled immortal of white porcelain'.

But ordinary Qianji people and Hanli people can’t tell the difference at all, so I have to…”

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by two chopsticks.

The unassuming male teacher from Qingdou Academy beside Shen Shijing gently tapped the rim of Zhang Jiujiang's bowl. "Have you forgotten the old adage about not talking while eating?"

Zhang Jiujiang lowered his head, pursed his lips in dissatisfaction but did not dare to say another word.

Just then, a dull but loud noise came from outside.

Then, two strange figures with red eyes, split mouths, and using their hands and feet were seen quickly crawling through the door of "Early Spring Arrives".

Just when he was about to pass, he felt like he was being grasped by an invisible hand at the last step and could not move anymore.

Afterwards, Zhang Gui walked over slowly.

He walked over to the two men, looked them up and down, reached out and opened the collar of one of them, took out a flat ceramic box, and studied it carefully for a while.

Finally, he ignored the two of them and turned to walk towards Zhang Jiugui.

Just as he was about to step into the vegetarian shop, Zhang Gui threw the box in his hand backwards without looking back, and it fell at the feet of the original owner.

Suddenly, flames appeared.

Countless extremely fine iron sands scattered in all directions along with the dazzling light.

But it only advanced less than half a foot, blowing the two men into pieces, before it was held down by an invisible force, extinguishing the fire.

At this time, Zhang Gui had already arrived in front of his stunned friends. His expression changed and he began to laugh as if he had returned to the human world.

"Jiujiang, have you finished your meal?

Gentlemen, gentlemen, and ladies of the Qingdou Academy, the incident happened suddenly and it was difficult to arrange it, although I was able to catch a few bugs.

I did disturb everyone, so please forgive me. "

The male teacher from Qingdou Academy slowly stood up, straightened his clothes as if meeting Zhang Gui for the first time, and bowed slowly, saying:

“Longhu is really capable and talented.

No wonder he was able to guard a place and have a fief of thousands of households.

I just don't know why you killed those two criminals without questioning them, even though you had already captured them alive."

Zhang Gui smiled bitterly and said:
“It’s worthless.

I just took a closer look at the quality of the explosives those two men were carrying.

I found that the shell was extremely rough, and it was obvious that it was a mass-produced product.

The two of them were just small fry who were being manipulated.

But this is even more troublesome.

If such a powerful explosive is well-made, it will not cause much trouble.

But if we don’t handle it carefully now, I’m afraid that the docks in southern Ming and Song will see fireworks every day! "

(End of this chapter)