Da Ming: I told you to die for your cause, why are you actually going to die?

Chapter 68 Listen to what he's saying! [Requesting monthly votes]

"Brother Biao, what should we do now? The Emperor has fainted again, what should we do?"

Just as the surroundings were in chaos and Zhang Biao was lost in thought, Shen Lang's voice suddenly entered Zhang Biao's ears.

Zhang Biao paused for a moment, then looked around before fixing his gaze on Shen Lang's face. He chuckled and said, "We're imperial censors, and our job is to criticize people. Now that we've criticized him to the point of collapse, it's time to call it a day and go home!"

"Finishing work and leaving?"

Shen Lang's eyes widened, and he asked incredulously, "Brother Biao, you mean we can leave now?"

"if not?"

Zhang Biao shrugged, then said with a hint of amusement, "Are you still waiting for the Emperor to invite you to dinner? He's not going to buy you pig's head meat to eat again!"

"I didn't mean Brother Biao, I meant the Emperor..."

As he spoke, Shen Lang pointed in the direction where Old Zhu had been carried away, revealing a dreamy expression that said, "That's it."

"nonsense!"

Zhang Biao rolled his eyes at him, then covered the back of his head with both hands, striking a nonchalant pose, and said mockingly:
"Boss Zhu has been rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. What's the point of working overtime? Are we just waiting to be used as a scapegoat by Jiang the Skinflint?"

"Imperial Censor Zhang, are we really allowed to leave?"

Sun Gui held up his chamber pot lamp, still in the pose of the Statue of Liberty.

Zhang Biao looked at him, his lips twitched, and then he said impatiently:

"Alright! Enough with the nonsense, let's get going! And pack up your props too, these are important props for performance art, we'll need them next time we're demanding back our wages!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Gui felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly blew out the smelly chamber pot lamp in his hand and then carefully tucked it into his pocket, as it was a family heirloom for the Sun family.

Li Mo hopped along on one foot while searching for his shoes, creating a rather comical scene.

As for Zhao Fengman and the other lower-ranking officials in Beijing, they helped each other up from the gold brick ground.

Almost everyone's feet were numb, and they walked like a group of penguins that had just come ashore.

"stop--!"

Seeing this group of "artists" who had just come down from the "performance art" scene, supporting each other, dizzy and trying to walk out of the square.

Li Jinglong was the first to reprimand them.

Although he was now intimidated by this group of people, especially the one named Zhang Biao, he couldn't lose face!
The Emperor was stunned. If these 'instigators' were allowed to swagger away, where would all the nobles put their faces?!
"Good! All of you, stop right there!"

Ru Chang also realized what was happening. Maintaining her official composure, she stood in front of Zhang Biao and the others, her pregnant belly protruding, and said in a fierce but weak voice, "His Majesty is unwell, and you are all the culprits. How can you just leave like this?!"

Fearing he wouldn't be able to control the group, he quickly called out to Jiang Huan, "Commander Jiang! Why aren't you taking down these traitors?!"

Grass! Mud! Horse!
Jiang Huan irritably recalled the newly learned phrase and thought to himself, "Are you fucking crazy?!"
They actually passed the buck to me? And they're even yelling for a fight and arrest? The Emperor isn't even awake yet, who knows what his attitude is?

Didn't you see Zhou Ya, that 'loyal minister,' being skinned alive and burned? Just because he said Zhang Biao was a treacherous villain who brought disaster to the country!
Despite inwardly grumbling, Jiang Huan calmly glanced at Zhang Biao.

However, before Zhang Biao could speak, Guo Ying, the Marquis of Wuding who had almost suffered a heart attack from the scolding, also stepped forward to help and regain his position, leaning on his cane: "That's right! We can't leave! That scoundrel Zhang Biao, he got the position by being so angry, he deserves to die!"

As he spoke, he pointed with his cane at Shen Lang and the others: "And all of you too."

"Old Guo!"

Zhang Biao interrupted him directly, his voice not loud, but full of impatient disdain:
"You stinking rock that's been soaking in a latrine for eighty years, can you please stop jumping around? You stink even more than Sun Gui's chamber pot lamp!"

"I advise you to hurry home and check the account books of your concubines to see if your grandson has secretly altered them! Otherwise, you might get scammed and end up pawning your underwear one day!"

"You, you—Pfft!"

Guo Ying was so angry that her face turned red. She threw down her cane, pointed at Zhang Biao, stammered for a long time, then fainted from lack of breath. "Master!"

The guards rushed forward and carried him away, instantly reducing the number of employees in the Xun Gui Group.

When Li Jinglong saw that the old Marquis was lying down, he pulled his foot back, which was about to step out, and his eyes darted around as he pretended to look at the sky.

Fu Youwen was even more cunning. As soon as he saw Zhang Biao's gaze sweep over, he immediately retreated tactically, shrinking behind Ru Chang's broad back as if he didn't exist.

Ru Chang, on the other hand, was completely bewildered, feeling like she was an isolated island abandoned by her teammates.

Zhang Biao walked straight up to Ru Chang, looked him up and down, and gave him the look of someone looking at a piece of pork belly on a chopping board.

"Zhang Biao, you..."

Ru Chang felt a chill run down her spine under Zhang Biao's gaze, and her entire body trembled involuntarily.

"how do I?"

Zhang Biao's eyes were filled with disdain as he slowly spoke, "You think you can boss Commander Jiang around? He's the Emperor's top henchman! You think you're qualified to teach him how to do things? What, you want to be the Emperor?!"

Boom!

Ru Chang's face paled, and she subconsciously looked at Jiang Huan.

Jiang Huan stared intently at him, his hand resting on the embroidered spring knife at his waist, sharpening it with a menacing air.

"You! You're lying, I didn't!"

Ru Chang hurriedly tried to explain, but Zhang Biao interrupted her again: "Of course I know you don't. With your character, you want to be the emperor? Bah!"

"Oh, by the way, a good dog doesn't block the way, could you please move aside?"

"Zhang Biao! Stop being so arrogant! This official..." Ru Chang still wanted to put on a brave face.

"Tsk tsk tsk"

Zhang Biao then said with a look of disgust:
"Alright, alright, I know you're loyal and want to share the Emperor's burdens. But your professional skills are truly lacking! Have you sorted out the Ministry of War's accounts? Have you distributed enough winter clothes to the border soldiers? How many acres of land from the military farms that were seized have you recovered?"

"You haven't done anything right, yet you're here trying to prove your loyalty? No matter how loyal you are, can you be as loyal as Zhou Yazhong?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the bloody scene in the corner, which made Ru Chang's scalp tingle and she was instantly speechless. Then she struggled to turn her body to the side.

"Boss."

When the Imperial Guards saw Zhang Biao and his men walking towards them, their hearts jumped into their throats, and they couldn't help but turn to look at Jiang Huan.

Jiang Huan waved to them without saying a word, signaling them to politely make way.

Only after Zhang Biao and the others had passed through successfully did a ruthless glint flash in his eyes.

This madman better not fall into my hands, otherwise I will make him wish he were dead.

Hmph, how dare they anger the Emperor time and time again!

I really don't know how to live or die!

"Oh, by the way! Colleagues! Wang Mazi's pig's head is 20% off today for group purchase, don't miss it! Mention my name for an extra discount~"

Just as everyone watched Zhang Biao and the others leave Fengtian Hall Square with complicated expressions, Zhang Biao, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and shouted.

I lost it!

The entire Fengtian Hall Square stumbled!
What the hell?! 20% off pig's head meat through group buying?! Do you want to hear what you're saying?!

(End of this chapter)