The Great Seminary

Chapter 135 Can’t bear it

The next morning.

At the call of the new shogunate's right minister, Cho Shogi.

All the soldiers of the Dragon and Tiger Shogunate in Zhihai Town gathered in the training ground after a long absence.

The exercise lasted for a full three quarters of an hour.

During the entire process, General Zhang Gui was present for inspection, accompanied by the Shogunate Prime Minister Lu Zhenduan.

Therefore, regardless of whether the merchants doing business in Zhihai Town knew about the dispute between Zhang Gui and King Zhen or not, they all understood that the Dragon and Tiger General had returned to take charge.

Zhihai is still Zhang Gui’s Zhihai.

Moreover, judging from the attitude of Lu Zhenduan, a follower of Prince Zhen, towards him, whether Zhang Gui had defected to His Royal Highness Prince Zhen, who was now in the ascendant in the East Guangdong Province, at least they had not fallen out.

So everyone can continue trading and make money.

Time passed like this, and half a month went by in the blink of an eye.

King Zhen finally gained a firm foothold in the East Inland Sea.

However, he did not show his dominance on Xianrong Island, overthrowing the Cheonje rebels and sweeping the Wonsan and Baiyang Borchin National Protection Army into the sea.

The situation in the entire Ming and Song dynasties and the northern part of the country gradually began to cool down and was no longer as lively as it was.

this day.

The main residence of the Zhang family in Pingyang Town is a small Taoist temple hidden in a large courtyard.

Under the sycamore tree, next to the well.

Zhang Liuduo, the former head of the Pingyang Zhang family and the auxiliary school of Siyang County, was sitting in a rocking chair, holding a Taoist scripture and flipping through it leisurely.

On the low stone table beside him were placed festive cucumbers, honeydew melons, large tomatoes, and porcelain cups of tea.

He truly looks like a man who has retired and is content with his life.

But suddenly a cold wind blew from nowhere.

It blew away all the heat that was already in the yard.

A ghostly figure walked out from the shadow of the sycamore tree.

Coming to the old patriarch of the Zhang family in Pingyang, he said with envy:
"Brother Zhang, you are now truly living a good life, 'picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely gazing at the southern mountains.'

It’s enviable.”

Ever since the cold wind started blowing in the yard, Zhang Liuduo's expression has subtly changed.

At this time, the uninvited guest had appeared, but he regained his composure.

"Mr. Yin, ever since His Royal Highness Prince Zhen left the capital, I expected you to come see me, but I didn't expect you to come so late."

The person who came was Mr. Yin, whom King Zhen privately called "uncle".

After listening to Zhang Liuduo's words, he said seriously:

"Last time, I worked with Brother Zhang, but Zhang Yan unexpectedly interfered and it failed.

I have always felt extremely guilty for causing you to lose your son and your position.

If I'm not completely sure this time, how can I have the nerve to come to you again?"

Hearing the name "Zhang Yan" coming out of Mr. Yin's mouth, Zhang Liuduo finally couldn't control the anger in his heart.

He gritted his teeth and said:

“I didn’t expect Mr. Yin to still remember this matter.

When you and I were young and traveling together, we had similar interests and became brothers.

At first I didn't know that you were a noble relative of the palace, and I never thought of taking advantage of you.

After decades of dating, you said you wanted to expand overseas…"

"Brother Zhang, the layout I gave you was made hundreds of years ago by the legendary master craftsman Song Yingxing.

The total number of Tiangang's wonders 'Tiangong Kaiwu' was released.

Moreover, he is 'Tian Xian', which ranks only after the top three among the thirty-six Gangxing.

The reinforcements sent out were also the most elite heavy-armored knights of the Gyeonggi Military Government.

The meaning is far greater than the reality.

Can't you imagine that this matter is related to the nobles in the palace?"

Mr. Yin's words left Zhang Liuduo speechless. In fact, it was very easy for him to argue.

But whether a person has ambitions that he should not have, he himself knows best.

It's ridiculous to deceive yourself in front of smart people.

Seeing that Zhang Liuduo did not continue to play the "pure" role, Mr. Yin blamed himself again.

"But Brother Zhang, you are a descendant of the ancient gods, and your family once produced a great ruler who regulated the yin and yang of the world.

It is only natural to want to leverage other people's strengths to revive the business.

What else can we blame? It’s just that you and I are just unlucky…”

"Is it just bad luck? It's that bastard Zhang Yan who turned the tables and ruined our plans!

It’s better to explain the matter!
When you conspired with me to build the 'Big Hanging' on Serpent Head Island, wasn't it just to make a big money bag for King Zhen and prepare for the future succession?

The second is if the fight for the throne fails, is there a way out overseas?

Now the culprit who caused the big trouble has become King Zhen's right-hand man. Why are you still looking for me?
If I had really wronged Zhang Yan at the beginning and wanted to get rid of him, it would have been fine if I had suffered retribution.

But I promised him the position of 'Foreign Affairs Elder' in the clan.

This is the limit of what I can do!
But what he did in return was to kill my young son..."

Mr. Yin listened quietly to Zhang Liuduo's curses and venting, and finally saluted and bowed deeply, saying:
"Brother Zhang, I know you feel wronged, but I am helpless too.

As the old saying goes, it’s the times and the situation.

When Zhang Yan and the Cheonje navy were forcing their way to the throne in Yuanshan, they came to his aid...”

"Okay, you have your reasons, I don't want to argue anymore, it's pointless.

please. "

Seeing Zhang Liuduo making a gesture to see him off, Mr. Yin did not force him, and did not even tell him the purpose of his visit to Zhang Liuduo.

He just glanced at the stone table beside him and said softly:
"I remember that you, Brother Zhang, loved eating red dates the most. You especially enjoyed eating these sweet fruits while studying, and you claimed that it brought you endless joy.

But now I don’t eat it.

Although this plant does not produce in midsummer, it can be grown in a greenhouse.

I'll bring you some next time we meet."

Then he moved to the shade of the trees and disappeared without a trace.

Not far away, Zhang Liuduo's expression became even more gloomy.

Although red dates should not be eaten during festivals.

But the few remaining farms of the Zhang family in Pingyang also have greenhouses for planting.

But because it was not in accordance with the festival, the kitchen did not send any gifts to Zhang Liuduo this year.

I didn't give it to him even though I knew he liked it very much.

And the reason is not difficult to guess.

The rift between the new head of the family, Zhang Qitai, and his biological father, Zhang Liuduo, was known to all the Zhang family members in Pingyang.

Now that the old patriarch has abdicated, the people below him still have to be able to look after themselves, but it goes without saying that they resort to some despicable and dirty tricks.

There were examples of retired emperors of previous dynasties starving to death, let alone a mere former head of a noble family known as a "county".

And just as Zhang Liuduo was recalling the past, his expression changed from gloomy to bright and kept flickering.

The top of the huge lighthouse over thirty feet high at Zhihai Town Pier.

Zhang Gui and Lu Zhenduan stood in front of the crystal clear window, looking at the ships as small as ants on the sea, and remained silent for a long time.

In this space that is like a steamer.

Zhang Gui, a dignified monk called "Bing Shao" who had cultivated all three treasures and whose body was filled with divine energy, did not feel any discomfort.

But although he is also an entry-level cultivator, he only cultivates his primordial spirit.

Moreover, although the cultivation method can generate a righteous energy that is immune to all evil and poison, every strength has its weaknesses.

Lu Zhenduan, who felt the changes in the natural climate like an ordinary person, was now soaked all over.

Finally, I couldn't help but said sarcastically:

"Yang Longhu, are you trying to make me die of heat so you can escape the responsibility of murder, or what?"

(End of this chapter)