Wanli 1592

Chapter 832 Killed!

If you want to unite a group of people, you must let them have a common interest goal, and if you want to create a rift between a group of people, you must make their distribution of interests unbalanced. This method has been tried and tested.

Of course the Rong family knew this truth, or everyone present didn't know it, so before the alliance, the benefits should be distributed, so that when there is an incident, everyone has to make trouble for some benefits, which is not beautiful.

"The aunt of Shen's third-bedroom family is my elder sister. Isn't this relationship enough?"

Rong Bing thinks that his family is closer than any other family, so he should get the better one.

"My son-in-law is in charge of the grain store business of the Erfang family in the county town. Why can't they get that piece of land?"

Chen was dissatisfied with Rong's rhetoric.

"This distribution method is inherently wrong. It should be distributed according to the degree of effort and credit, which is the most fair."

The Qi family, which has nothing to do with the Shen family, tried to use this method to obtain greater benefits.

There are ideas and plans in all aspects, no one intends to make further compromises, it doesn't matter, this is the usual style, starting high, bargaining on the ground, this is the rule, it only takes a little time, but this time , Just as they were making a fuss, a sudden change occurred.

Rong Zhichang, the youngest son of Rong Bing, suddenly broke into the scene of the spoils sharing meeting, which suddenly changed the atmosphere of the spoils sharing meeting.

"Presumptuous! What is this place?! Can you come in?"

Rong Bing stared at the youngest son, obviously very dissatisfied with the youngest son's behavior, felt that the youngest son's behavior had damaged his face, made him feel embarrassed, and made him very upset, so he was very angry.

"Father! No... no! Father, there is a large group of people making trouble outside!"

Naturally, Rong Zhichang was not a reckless person. Although he was not able to participate in the spoils meeting like his elder brother Rong Zhifan, Rong Zhichang did not lose confidence completely because of this. It can only be said that Rong Zhichang felt a little frustrated.

It's just that a group of hooligans suddenly rushed in outside the house and scolded everyone aggressively. This really made him feel tricky, so he had to ask his father for instructions.

At this critical moment, nothing can be decided without authorization, this is what Rong Bing told Rong Zhichang.

"Someone is making trouble?"

Rong Bing frowned: "Who is making trouble?"

"It looks like a bunch of hooligans. There are a lot of people, three or forty people, cursing. We blocked them in the front yard, and they wanted to rush into the house. Father, what should we do?"

Rong Zhichang said quickly.

"Hooligans? Have these bugs eaten the guts of bears and leopards?"

Rong Bing looked around, saw a circle of eyes with unknown meaning, pondered for a while, and felt that something was wrong, at this time the local hooligans came to make trouble, could something have happened?

Rong Bing felt that he needed to go out and have a look, so he said: "Everyone wait a moment, the old man will come whenever he goes, Zhi Fan, you are here to serve your uncles."

"Yes, Father!"

Rong Zhifan said respectfully.

Rong Bing nodded, and followed Rong Zhichang to leave the scene of the spoils sharing conference, and went straight to the gate, and then saw Rong's guards lined up in several teams and confronting those local hooligans, the local hooligans were quite arrogant , Opening and closing the mouth is full of unbearable swear words.

At the same time, many villagers had already stopped to watch at the gate of the Rong Mansion. This kind of thing is always very attractive.

Rong Bing is very concerned about face, he can't ignore this situation that shakes the majesty of Rong Mansion.

"It's so daring! You bugs! How dare you come to Rong's mansion to make trouble! Are you impatient?!"

With a straight face, Rong Bing walked angrily in front of the nurses, and loudly reprimanded those hooligans.

He didn't know why, but how could a bunch of local hooligans have the guts to come to his Rong's house to make trouble?
There must be something strange behind this.

Rong Bing thought over and over again, feeling that it is still necessary to drive these people away as soon as possible to protect his own face, and then continue the spoils sharing meeting. As for the strangeness inside, he can talk about it later, so he directly ordered the guards to raise their weapons.

It's not just a simple stick, but also a machete with a cold light.

Who doesn't have knives, guns and sticks in the powerful family in the southeast these days?Those who are better off, the arsenal in the county can come in and out just like the back garden of their own home. Some families even have bows and crossbows that the imperial court explicitly prohibits private ownership. Of course, there is no need to use such weapons at the moment.

As long as the machete is on, the hooligans seem to be intimidated by the machete, and they all take a step back with nervous expressions.

Rong Bing sneered, and was about to order the guards to go forward to drive these hooligans away, suddenly, a leading hooligan spoke.

"What do you mean we are so bold? You have such a big Rongfu, so rich! You actually sold us dirty rice mixed with sand! It caused us to have a stomachache after eating it, and we almost didn't get over it! Human life is a big deal! Tell me! ! How are you going to compensate us?!"

The ruffian who took the lead had weak legs, no confidence in his heart, and felt limp all over, but when he remembered Xie He's order and the white money, he felt that he had the courage again, so he squirted directly at Rongjing.

"Compensate you?"

Rong Bing laughed wildly as if he had heard a big joke: "Hahahaha, you bedbugs are really crazy about money! Do you know who this old man is? This old man is Rong Bing, the head of the Rong family! How dare you ask me for money?"

Not to mention, when Rong Bing was angry, he really looked a bit domineering.

The leading ruffian heard this, swallowed his saliva, and forced himself to hold back his courage: "You are the handle! Good! Hurry up and pay us 100 taels of silver! This matter is over, otherwise, we will never end!"

"Yes! Endless!"

"It's not over!"

"It's not over with you!"

The hooligans behind him also shouted loudly.

"100 taels of silver?!"

Rong Bing was furious, and laughed again: "Are you bedbugs wanting money and wanting money? Come to my Rong's house to make trouble and blackmail? Don't talk about selling you rice mixed with sand, even if you eat you to death, even if The county magistrate is here! You don’t even want to get a penny! The guard is listening to the order! Anyone who goes one step further will be killed directly!"

In his opinion, it doesn't matter if a few hooligans are beaten to death.

So what Rong Bing said was very harsh.

However, compared to the real army, it is still much weaker.

The leading ruffian thought about the Zhennan army behind him, thought about the black muzzle of the gun, and then looked at the ferocious face and the guarding servants who were tyrannical, and suddenly felt less scary.

No matter how powerful these guys are, they will not be more terrifying than those real soldiers, they are nothing more than a bunch of bullshit.

So the leading ruffian boldly took a step forward.

Rong Shan frowned.

How dare you challenge my authority?
Why are these hooligans here?Who is behind the instigation?Why is this situation so weird?

Although many doubts can be cleared up with a little thought, but the situation is urgent now, and there are still many villagers watching the fun outside. Authority is the foundation of Rong Bing. At this moment, facing the challenger, he must give Fight back resolutely, otherwise unexpected situations will arise.

So he waved his hand.

"Kill this guy to death!"

Immediately, three or five strong servants brandished thick wooden sticks and beat the leading ruffian across the head and face, causing him to roll around on the ground and howl terribly.

"Hit... killed! Killed!!"

What Rong Bing didn't expect was that at first he thought it was an act of standing up, as long as he beat them up, he would be able to drive away these money-hungry bedbugs. Shouting to kill, to kill, what's going on?

Why are they shouting like that?
Or……

To whom are they shouting?
Just as such a guess appeared in his head, suddenly there was a burst of more hurried footsteps and noise from outside the gate of the mansion, and a large group of soldiers in Zhennan army uniforms squeezed away the hooligans and rushed in.

"Killed? A bold madman! How dare you kill someone in broad daylight?!"

Zheng Ying's lieutenant general Zhao rushed into Rong's mansion with his soldiers, he opened his mouth and roared.

Then a ruffian hurriedly pointed to the handle of his cane.

"Master Jun! That's him! That's Rongling! He's the head of the Rong family, and he's the one who murdered!"

Deputy General Zhao looked at Rong Bing, and immediately stretched out his finger: "Bold and unreasonable! How dare you kill people in broad daylight! You really don't know how to live or die! Someone! Take down this lunatic for me!!"

(End of this chapter)