Young Master Gao? Call me Little Grand Secretary!

In the military system of the Song Dynasty, the Three Military Offices were in charge of the army, the Privy Council was responsible for troop deployment, and a separate general was appointed to command the troops. The three were independent of each other and checked and balanced each other. In terms of the system, Gao Qiu did not have the authority to command Gao Zhao in battle!

The young master has always been selfless, upright and incorruptible, and it is understandable that he would ignore Gao Qiu's interference in military affairs based on personal relationships!

He never expected that Gao Qiu would become so enraged that he would curse him and even threaten to kill him with sumo wrestling techniques!

Qiu Qiu and Zhou Ang quickly intervened to break up the fight, and it took them a lot of pulling and dragging to get Gao Zhao out of the tent.

After leaving the tent, Gao Zhao was furious. Being kicked out like this in front of his subordinates was extremely humiliating!

He complained angrily to the two men, "Why are you stopping me? Let him throw me! Sumo techniques, my foot! Tch!"

Qiu Qiu advised, "Young master, please calm down. The Grand Commandant's sumo wrestling skills are formidable; his true skill, honed since childhood, is unmatched in the world!"

Zhou Ang chimed in, "Yes, young master, the Grand Commandant is most skilled at the dove spin, which involves pressing your shoulder against the opponent's chest, lifting them up, using the momentum to spin them, and then throwing them away. It's very impressive!"

Gao Zhao glanced at them with disdain, thinking that the two were truly sycophantic villains who had no shame in order to flatter Gao Qiu!

Sumo wrestling is unmatched? What did I say about being invincible with spear and club?!

Too lazy to waste words with these two sycophantic scoundrels, he instead ordered them to muster their troops and mobilize their forces.

The two men accepted the order and left. Gao Zhao turned around and left the military camp, then found Shi Qian to serve as his personal guard. After all, if they attacked Wuyou Cave, the enemy might be desperate and even turn on him!

However, after seeing Shi Qian's thin body, Gao Zhao hesitated again. Having Shi Qian protect him was somewhat of a mismatch between their professions!

Unfortunately, Lu Zhishen escaped, and Lin Chong also went out of the capital on official business to escort military equipment!

There wasn't even a single capable fighter around... Gao Zhao's eyes lit up as he remembered that unlucky guy!

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Ever since Yang Zhi finished helping the young master of the Tong family with his business, he had been indulging in pleasure at brothels. It wasn't that he enjoyed the debauchery, but rather that he was worried the young master wouldn't be able to find him.

According to the normal procedure, once the matter is completed and he has demonstrated his abilities, the other party should come to him, entrust him with important responsibilities, and then he should rise rapidly in his career, achieve great success, and reach the pinnacle of life!

But several days passed without any movement, and Yang Zhi became increasingly impatient.

In brothels, money flows like water, and the money he received that day was quickly spent!

Yang Zhi didn't want to see the madam's mean face, and worried that he wouldn't dare to visit her on his own initiative because of his pride. He lingered near the Tong family's house for a long time before finally leaving. Instead, he went to the vicinity of Zhou Bridge and stuck a straw marker on his family's heirloom sword...

Perhaps the young master was preoccupied with a lawsuit against the person behind the gold-burning den and had no time to deal with him. He sold the precious sword to get some money so he could make ends meet for a while longer.

As long as that young master Tong comes looking for him, everything will take a turn for the better!

Just as they were making plans, a sudden commotion arose around them, with people running and shouting, "The tiger is coming!"

Yang Zhi was puzzled, wondering how such a large insect could appear in this bustling city!

Looking over in surprise, they saw a burly, dark-skinned man with a rough and ugly appearance, half-drunk, staggering towards them.

The man approached and saw that everyone else had backed away, except for Yang Zhi, who stood with his knife sheathed. He glanced at Yang Zhi, reached out, and pulled the knife out, asking, "Man, how much do you want for this knife?"

Suppressing his impatience, Yang Zhiqiang replied, "My family heirloom sword is worth three thousand strings of cash."

The man yelled, "What kind of bird knife is this? It costs so much! I can buy one for thirty coins and still cut meat and tofu. What's so special about your bird knife that you call it a precious knife?"

Yang Zhi said, "My precious sword has three advantages: first, it can cut through copper and iron without the blade curling; second, it can cut through a hair; and third, it can kill without leaving any blood on the blade."

"Come on, let me see you chop one up!" The man grabbed a handful of copper coins from a nearby shop, stacked a few on the ground, and told Yang Zhi to try and chop it. "If you can chop it open, I'll give you three thousand strings of cash!"

Yang Zhi rolled up his sleeves, took out his knife, and with a single stroke, cut the copper coin in half, drawing cheers from the crowd.

"What the hell are you talking about!" the man cursed, then turned to Yang Zhi and asked, "What was the second thing you mentioned...?"

"It's your mother!"

Suddenly, a shout rang out from the crowd, and a man rushed over, kicking the man to the ground.

The man, already quite drunk, lost his balance and fell flat on his face, bleeding profusely from his nose. He was utterly disheveled and immediately flew into a rage, yelling, "Which bastard dares to hit your grandpa Niu Er!"

Gao Zhao stood with his hands behind his back and shouted, "Attack!"

Immediately, Fu An and his gang of hooligans swarmed forward, punching and kicking Niu Er until he screamed in agony.

"You bastards, what right do you have to hit me! I'm just buying a knife here, what's it to you!"

Gao Zhao couldn't help but laugh when he saw this rogue starting to reason. He raised his hand to stop the crowd and pointed at Niu Er, cursing:

"Don't say I'm deceiving you. You said you wanted to buy a knife. If you can come up with three thousand strings of cash, I'll consider it a purchase. I'll buy the knife and give it to you as a reward. If you can't come up with the money, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Where would Niu Er possibly come up with three thousand strings of cash? If he had that much money, why would he be a rogue? Seeing that he had been exposed, he immediately adopted a tough, unyielding stance, plopped himself on the ground, and shouted, "Come on, come on, kill me! If you kill me today, fine. But if you don't, I'm taking this knife!"

"Haha..." Gao Zhao threw his head back and laughed, disdainfully saying, "Killing you is no difficult task, just one stab! I'll make you wish you were dead!"

"Come on, break his legs with me, break them carefully, smash those bones inch by inch, I want him to never be able to get up again, and to crawl around on the ground like a maggot!"

"Don't worry, young master!" Without saying a word, Fu An grabbed a wooden stick and smashed it into his leg. A "crack" was heard as the sound of bones breaking was heard.

The onlookers and the common people, seeing Niu Er beaten so badly, clapped and cheered, feeling a great sense of satisfaction.

Yang Zhi, a true man, couldn't bear to see this and went to Gao Zhao, advising, "Young master, this punishment is too cruel. Why not just kill him with a single stroke, thus sparing him much suffering!"

"Old Yang, you're being too soft-hearted!" Gao Zhao scolded, then turned to Fu An and the others, instructing, "Don't make it too gruesome. Just break one leg and that's it!"

If a person loses a leg, they're basically useless!

Given all the messes Niu Er has made over the years, people are just settling scores and getting revenge. Do they really think the people of Tokyo are all so simple and generous?

Yang Zhi was overjoyed to have persuaded Gao Zhao, feeling that he still held some weight in Gao Zhao's heart. He quickly asked, "Young master, what brings you here today? Is there something important?"

"I came all this way to find you! You've been wandering around everywhere, and I've been looking all over for you!"

Gao Zhao patted Yang Zhi on the shoulder and said repeatedly, "Come on, come on! I've gone to great lengths these past few days to find you an opportunity, you have to seize it!"