The Great Seminary

Chapter 21: Fools Deserve Death

Zhang Chun expressed his loyalty but did not insist any further.

He just lowered his voice and said angrily: "A mere patrol guard actually spoke to the steward like this.

This is really unreasonable.

Even when the elder of the Yan family was in power, he never let them go like this.

Now he has become arrogant and does not know the current situation.

If you weren't so open-minded, you would have shown him the power of 'discrimination between relatives and strangers' in a few days."

Zhang Gui smiled bitterly and shook his head when he heard this. He swallowed the last few mouthfuls of oil residue very carefully.

“It won’t take a few days.

I’m afraid that in a moment or two, I’ll experience the power of distinction between close and distant relatives.”

"Sir, what did you say?"

"Brother Chun, don't be afraid later.

The fights between those bigwigs actually have nothing to do with us.

Just be like a grass that follows the wind, bending wherever the wind blows."

"Sir, I don't understand what you're saying."

"It's okay if you don't understand, you'll understand soon."

Zhang Gui sighed, stood up, and staggered out of the door, following the patrol guard towards the town office.

On the road.

Merchants from all walks of life came to greet him, and Zhang Gui returned the greetings one by one, and finally arrived outside the town hall.

At first glance, everything in the office seemed normal.

However, Zhang Gui felt that if he went in, he would be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth, and if he didn't go in, he would be shameless.

Just then, a tall and fat steward named Zhang Basheng came to the door. Seeing Zhang Gui, he smiled and asked:

"Sir, why don't you go in?"

"Haha, go in, let's go in right away.

I don't know why Lord Yan summoned us here." Zhang Gui laughed dryly and gritted his teeth as he walked into the town hall shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Basheng.

When we arrived at the main hall, half of the twenty or so managers from Kuroki Town had already arrived and were sitting in two rows.

Zhang Yan sat in the main seat at the top.

Guan Xihui and He Kaihai stood on both sides, looking at everyone with smiles.

When two or three more people arrived, Zhang Yan looked around and asked, "Xihui, how many people are here?"

"Your Excellency, eleven officials have arrived. They are all present."

“Now that everyone is here, let’s talk.

Everyone was wondering why only eleven officials came, and I said that everyone was there.

In fact, the remaining fifteen are now with Zhang Qi and the owner, and can't come here.

It is said that young people are always restless. I was about to return to my hometown to take up my post, but Mr. Zhang had no patience and was eager to drive me away.

They actually went to the town officials one by one to collude with them.

Some of you here have listened to his instigation.

Some of them did not agree out of consideration for their old friendship.

This is very good. People should still be loyal and righteous.

For example, those officials who promised Zhang Dongzhu were all killed last night because of the "stage frenzy".

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Basheng, who was sitting next to Zhang Gui, could not support his fat body and slid down from the armchair and collapsed on the ground.

Zhang Gui hesitated for a moment when he saw this, then stood up and stretched out his hand to support Zhang Basheng, saying softly, "Officer Basheng, did you eat too much breakfast and get stagnant qi?

"Why did you fall?" "It's because I ate too much, it's because I ate too much." Zhang Basheng was sweating profusely, his body trembling slightly. He clearly wanted to cry, but he smiled and whispered, "Excuse me, my embarrassment."

A steward in the opposite row flew into a rage, slamming the table and shouting:
"Zhang Basheng, as a member of the Zhang family in Pingyang, you encountered a thief in your family but did not respond. Instead, you acted crazy and stupid, which is really embarrassing.

It brought shame to more than 200 brothers of the eighth generation in the clan!
"Zhang Gui, you are young but so bloodless, are you still going to let this situation go on?"

Zhang Gui knew that the manager who spoke was named Zhang Baqing, one of the poorly-offspring of the main branch of the Zhang family in Pingyang.

He has been working in Luan Ya since he was a teenager, and has never been promoted or transferred back to his hometown.

But even so, every three years, he would still take half a year off to take the exam for the scholar, but he could not get out of the tongsheng level for more than ten consecutive years of imperial examinations, which shows how bad his writing skills were.

It is said that an elder in the tribe heard his story and was moved by his perseverance and wanted to lend him a hand. However, when he saw him studying calligraphy, he was so angry that he almost had a cerebral hemorrhage.

He criticized it with twelve big characters in a row: "Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit."

He was ordered not to take the examination for the title of scholar again, so as not to corrupt the family's literary style. Only then did he stop.

Zhang Gui actually doesn't dislike this kind of stubborn fool.

Although Zhang Baqing always looked down on him for not even having a "generation name", it is always rare to possess the two qualities of perseverance and pursuit.

But now Zhang Baqing is defending his own path, but he lets Zhang Gui take the lead, which is too much.

"Sir, we haven't spoken to each other before. I don't even know your name, so I can only discuss the matter at hand.

From what you said, I should be a member of the 'eighth generation' of the Zhang family in Pingyang, but I don't even have a 'generation name'.

It was only through the help of others and with great credibility that I got the position of a bartender with buck teeth.

After arriving in Kuroki Town, I made some progress thanks to the appreciation of Mr. Yan.

Strictly speaking, he has done me a favor, so without seeing any evidence, I dare not make any rash judgments.

As for you, as a member of the 'eighth generation' and having received great kindness from the clan, you had some associations in your excitement, and a small person like me wouldn't dare to say that I'm wrong.

In this case, you can either bleed to death on the spot to seek justice, or you can lose your courage, sober up, and kowtow to Mr. Yan to admit your mistake. It's up to you.

Don't cling to me."

Zhang Baqing was speechless after hearing this.

Guan Xihui, who was not far away, laughed.

Green skin appeared on his face, his teeth slowly stretched out and became as sharp as steel nails, beards grew at the corners of his mouth, he stood up and approached Zhang Baqing,

"Eight Ministers, have you heard your peers' questions?

Do you want to be cleansed on the spot by spilling blood, or do you want to kowtow and admit your mistakes?"

Zhang Baqing's face flushed red, and the courage that surged in his excitement was frightened by Guan Xihui's devilish appearance, and most of it dissipated.

For a moment, he didn't dare to continue to rage, but he couldn't let go of his pride by giving in, so he was really in a dilemma.

But for some reason he suddenly remembered his own half-life experience. Wasn't he also in a dilemma like he is now? Suddenly he felt enlightened and laughed wildly.

"Guan Xihui, oh Guan Xihui, I never thought that a slave like you, who came from a fishing background, would dare to force your Lordship.

Do you really think that grandpa will be scared if I make a funny face?
You must know that the descendants of Siwei Gong are not such cowards!

Zhang Qiyan, our clan has let you down over the past few decades, so when Uncle Qitong came to me yesterday to make things difficult for you, I refused.

But we have accepted you into the family tree and given you the position of the head of the foreign affairs department. No matter how much the family owes you in the past, we have repaid it with sincerity.

Don't make a mistake!"

After saying this, Zhang Baqing lowered his head and used brute force to charge towards Guan Xihui regardless of everything. However, Guan Xihui dodged him in a ghostly manner. He rushed several feet away and hit the stone pillar in the main hall, his skull fractured and he died.

"People, what are you saying? Everyone here is a shrewd person.

In the end, only a fool with a brain weighing less than two taels saw blood. It was really interesting.

What do you think?"

The Zhang family members from Pingyang present were hesitant to speak, their faces flushed, but no one dared to say anything more.

(End of this chapter)