From a tuberculosis patient to a martial arts master

Zhu Hong remained calm, offering only a slight smile: "Lord Wei, there's no need to worry. This matter is in my hands. What should I do?"

"I know what I'm doing."

Wei Qingyuan's expression gradually became strange, and his previous cold indifference faded considerably: "I really want to ask you, what exactly do you rely on to be so calm and collected?"

Zhu Hong did not answer, but instead looked into the distance.

quite a while.

"You said those words yourself." Wei Qingyuan suddenly raised his eyes, his voice not loud, but every word was cold and hard: "If things become unmanageable in the future, and you are in danger and die at Jiang Yannian's hands, don't say that we stood by and did nothing."

"Can."

Zhu Hong nodded slightly, showing no annoyance. Instead, he laughed loudly, his clear voice echoing through the classroom: "If I ever find myself in a life-or-death predicament, falling into Jiang Yannian's hands, you all can simply stand by and watch. Besides," he began, then slowly rose, his gaze sweeping over the crowd:

There is no perfect plan in the world.

"But when soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it. After death..." Her voice trailed off, a light, carefree glint flashing in her eyes:

"The person is gone, and the tea has cooled."

Jin Buhuan felt a surge of warmth in his heart upon hearing this, and couldn't help but lightly tap the table with his hand, praising, "What a fine young man! I was truly blinded by a devil before. If I had known you had this kind of spirit, I would have pulled you under my wing no matter what when it came to selection."

In this world where death and annihilation are commonplace.

Life and death hung in the balance, yet he could nonchalantly remark, "But once people leave, the tea grows cold." Few could match his composure. It made everyone wonder, is this truly the mindset of a young man who has only lived a short ten-odd years?

"Youthful spirit".

Wei Qingyuan snorted coldly, unconvinced: "At such a young age, you think you can move mountains and fill seas just because you have some strength?"

Zhu Hong did not argue, but simply said:

"The path of martial arts is like rowing against the current. If one is only concerned with survival, how can one break through to a higher realm?" Having said this, he was unwilling to waste any more words. He had explained the reasons that needed to be explained and made the advantages and disadvantages clear.

The rest is none of his business.

"Lord Qing, Lord Wei," Zhu Hong changed the subject, his tone calm yet authoritative, and directly gave instructions: "There is something I would like to ask you two to do."

Wei Qingyuan remained silent, only lowering his eyelids slightly.

A glint flashed in Qingshan's eyes, and he stood up with a smile, smoothly smoothing things over: "Speak freely, speak freely."

"These past few days, we've been keeping a close eye on the Jiang residence."

and."

Zhu Hong paused, his gaze sharpening slightly: "Detain a man named Jiang Jingtang."

"Jiang Jingtang?"

Wei Qingyuan frowned, tilted his head and thought for a long time, going through the names of all the prominent figures in the Jiang family, but he couldn't recall this name at all. He then asked in a cold voice, "Who is this person?"

"A collateral descendant of the Jiang family, an insignificant nobody."

Zhu Hong spoke casually, as if he were talking about a trivial matter, but the coldness in his eyes was impossible to hide.

"What's the point of taking him?"

Wei Qingyuan said, "At this critical juncture, when everything is in dire need of our lives, are you trying to make a fool of us by mobilizing such a small fry for someone who isn't even a member of a collateral branch?"

Lord Wei said it was insignificant.

"With Lord Wei's abilities, this should be a piece of cake." Zhu Hong paused slightly, and before Wei Qingyuan could reply, he changed the subject and continued, "In addition, I would like to trouble Lord Wei and Lord Qing to go to the Chi family again and bring back a man named Chi Shoutan."

As he finished speaking, his eyes turned slightly cold:

"After capturing these two men, there is no need for further interrogation; they should be taken directly to the marketplace and beheaded as a warning to the public."

Upon hearing this, Wei Qingyuan's brows furrowed deeply.

"Mr. Chi?"

He leaned forward slightly, his tone already tinged with displeasure: "You don't know that the six of us were already barely holding on against the Jiang family. To provoke the Chi family now is a truly terrible move," he paused, his gaze darkening, ""

Zhu Hong remained calm and composed, offering only a faint smile.

He took out a tightly sealed letter from his pocket, flicked it lightly with his finger, and the letter spun in the air, landing precisely on the table in front of Wei Qingyuan.

"Why make such a fuss over the Chi family's side?"

He waved his hand and said slowly, "Sir, as long as you send this letter over, they will read it and consider it carefully."

Wei Qingyuan took the letter, lowered his eyes, and fell silent.

"Master Wei, Master Qing."

Zhu Hong, unwilling to delay any longer, ignored Wei Qingyuan's absent-mindedness and asked, "Do either of you have any objections to this matter?"

Wei Qingyuan remained silent.

Seeing this, Qingshan's eyes darted around, and he chuckled as he gently nudged Wei Qingyuan's arm, trying to smooth things over. "Since there's already a plan, as members of the government, we should naturally obey the orders of the Presiding Judge. Old Wei, don't you agree?"

"I hope you're not exaggerating!"

A cold glint flashed in Wei Qingyuan's eyes, but he managed to suppress his inexplicable anger and coldly uttered a sentence.

Seeing this, Zhu Hong felt a slight sense of relief.

Having taken on the most challenging task, he considered half the job done. He then looked around at everyone and bowed, saying, "My lords, today's matter is settled. I will be troubling you all for the next few days."

Small matters were left unresolved within the confines of the small room.

Jin Buhuan then laughed heartily, his voice booming like a bell: "You're too kind! What's this talk of trouble or not? Anyway, it's been a long time since I've stretched my muscles."

That's right.

The others then spoke up to reassure everyone.

Seeing that the meeting had completely concluded, Zhu Hong nodded slightly, made no further attempt to keep them, gave them a few more instructions, and then let them disperse to return to their respective posts to make arrangements.

Before long, the classroom became quiet.

"Boss."

Zhu Hong then turned to Wang Zhenshan, who was now the only one present, and his tone became more relaxed as he joked, "I'd like to take a few days off, so I'll have to trouble you to keep an eye on those gentlemen and make sure they don't get out of control."

"You little rascal, you know how to push trouble onto me."

Wang Zhenshan was taken aback at first, then chuckled. He didn't ask what he was going to do for a few days, but simply gave him a light tap on the shoulder: "Go ahead and don't worry. With me here, they won't be able to cause any trouble."

Zhu Hong's brows relaxed slightly, and he chuckled softly:

"I'll be back in three to five days at most."

……

After leaving the yamen, Zhu Hong hurried to a secluded spot on the west side of the yamen. There was a building there, which was the yamen's martial arts training room, where the yamen runners practiced their physical training. However, it was rarely visited and was mostly left unused.

instantly.

He entered the building, glanced around briefly, then chose a quiet private room and pushed open the door.

The interior is simple.

It may be small, but it has all the essential organs.

But he came today not to strengthen his muscles and bones or practice stance training. Zhu Hong sat cross-legged on a stone couch at the innermost side, reached into the mustard seed pouch at his waist, and took out a brocade box.

That brocade box was none other than...

It was the jade box that held the white glutinous rice fruit.