Da Ming: Father, step aside, I'll be the prime minister!

Chapter 154 You old geezer! You mustn't corrupt this young master's Dao heart! (One more chapter today)
Zhang Rong was so angry that she almost fainted.

"Zhang Shiyuan! It's one thing for you to act recklessly, but you also have to drag these two little beasts into it! Isn't the capital already in enough turmoil?"

He was so anxious that he stamped his feet and even drew the sword from his waist, but he still didn't lay a hand on Zhang Yunxiu.

Zhang Yunxiu gave a slight smile as he spoke.

“How can this be considered nonsense? Uncle, you still lack composure and are far inferior to my father. My father would not have resorted to violence over something like this.”

"you"

The other party showed no remorse whatsoever, and even blamed me for not being magnanimous!
Zhang Rong paced anxiously back and forth in front of the three people, looking like a rooster with its feathers standing on end.

Since he couldn't punish Zhang Shiyuan, Zhang Rong decided to target the other two young men.

Instead of being angry, he laughed and said to Zhang Yuanhao.

"You brat! Are you really willing to serve Zhang Shiyuan like a servant?"

However, Zhang Yuanhao had a different thought.

Master has such a strong spirit!
This was his first reaction after seeing the two of them face off.

As a seasoned "spoiled brat" in the capital, he had never seen anyone dare to talk back to his father in public!
In the past, none of the纨绔 (sons of wealthy and powerful families) in the capital were not afraid of their father, Zhang Rong.

It can be said that, apart from those born into nobility, any纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) that Zhang Rong disliked, if he dragged him over and gave him a dozen or so lashes, would still have his elders come to his door to offer gifts in gratitude.

But Zhang Yunxiu was different from everyone else.

Considering that the other party had recently become quite famous in the capital, and could be considered the leader among the纨绔 (playboys), Zhang Yuanhao became even more determined in his opinion, feeling that he had not followed the wrong person!

He mustered his courage, as if fighting against his past cowardice, and stared at his father, Zhang Rong, as he spoke.

"You old geezer! You mustn't corrupt my resolve! I will follow my master's teachings and never abandon him!"

A loud "boom" exploded in my head.

Zhang Rong felt completely numb.

His eyes widened, his lips moved, and he wanted nothing more than to kill this rebellious son on the spot.
"You...you beast!"

He turned his head again and looked at Zhu Yinghuai of the Duke of Cheng's mansion.

"Zhu Yinghuai! How can you do this to repay the earnest teachings of your deceased father? At his deathbed..."

Zhang Rong hadn't finished speaking yet.

Zhu Yinghuai retorted firmly with his eyes.

"If Father knew this in the afterlife, he would surely be gratified, because Master is an extremely powerful figure who even dared to imprison Father. We admire him greatly and have become his disciples to learn his skills. In the future, we will also become upright and rebellious sons!"

We are sons of noble families!

We shall follow our Master! We shall bring blessings to the people of the capital! We shall share His Majesty's burdens and relieve his troubles!

Zhang Yuanhao, who was standing to the side, trembled and couldn't help but look at Zhu Yinghuai.

That look seemed to say, "We're both committing 'heinous crimes,' so why do you speak so eloquently and righteously?"

Refusing to admit defeat, Zhang Yuanhao also shouted loudly.

"Yes, that's it! That's exactly it!"

boom!boom!
Zhang Rong staggered back two steps, looking at the two people in front of him in disbelief.

His face was ashen. He never imagined that the spoiled brat who had repeatedly defied his teachings would become a docile and obedient sheep in front of Zhang Yunxiu, even calling him "respected teacher".
How could a noble son become a grand-disciple of this Zhang Yunxiu?

Then shouldn't I call him my worthy brother?
"You two little beasts!"

Zhang Rong raised his hand to strike, but the two men were so frightened that they hid behind Zhang Yunxiu.

They were certain that Zhang Rong wouldn't dare to touch Zhang Yunxiu.

"Get out of the way!" Zhang Rong shouted, his beard bristling and eyes wide.

"No!"

Zhang Yunxiu straightened his back and squinted as he spoke.

"If a teacher does not protect his own students, how can he live up to the respect they have for him?"

"Master!"

"Master~"

Upon hearing this, the two young men behind them were deeply moved! They regretted not being born as women so they could offer themselves to him directly.

Zhang Rong stared wide-eyed. The more obsequious the two men were to Zhang Yunxiu, the more ridiculous and laughable Zhang Rong felt. He was burning with anger but had no way to vent it, his face turning as red as a pig's head.

Finally, he pointed at Zhang Yunxiu and cursed him.

"You, Zhang Shiyuan! You had better give me an explanation, or I will take this to the imperial court for inciting the sons of nobles."

Zhang Rong pulled out her last trump card.

If Zhang Juzheng can't control you, and I, the Duke of Yingguo, can't control you either, surely you should be afraid, Emperor?
He knew that Zhang Yunxiu was renowned for his eloquence in the capital, and he began to prepare his arguments in his mind, thinking about how to refute him.

However, Zhang Yunxiu had no intention of arguing with him at all.

He spread his hands indifferently and said.

"Then Uncle, go and file a complaint."

He lowered his voice.

"However, it's best not to make a fuss about it, since His Majesty has also done this."

Zhang Rong froze instantly. His eyes widened, and his whole body trembled. He pointed at Zhang Yunxiu, his voice stuttering and hoarse.

"You beast! His Majesty did it too? What did he do? What do you mean? Tell me! You audacious brat, what have you done this time!"

A wave of waves has risen again.

Amidst these ups and downs, Zhang Rong was on the verge of emotional collapse.

He knew that nothing Zhang Yunxiu was involved in was ever simple!

Now, Zhang Rong is beginning to regret signing that contract in a daze.

That's not a contract, it's a death warrant!
For a moment, he even began to feel a little sympathy for Zhang Juzheng.

Uncle! What kind of life do you lead these days? Why not just drown this unfilial son? Why keep him around to cause harm to the world?

Seeing that the Duke was about to be driven to his death with anger, Zhang Yunxiu quickly gave a serious explanation.

"Uncle, please calm down. Oh dear, you're not feeling well, how can you be angry all the time?"

"Here's what we'll do: I'll give you a discount coupon for physiotherapy at Renmin Medical Center. Uncle, when you have time, go to the clinic for a check-up and have that kid Yang Jishi give you some proper treatment."

"As people get older, they tend to prefer quiet to activity. Uncle is over sixty, and it's the perfect time for him to take care of his health."

"No need to take care of my health! I'm going to be driven to my death by you bunch of unfilial sons!"

Zhang Rong said with red eyes.

"Oh dear, Uncle, why bother? It's no big deal. The two young masters are just seeking a master. Do you think I would lead them astray?"
Uncle, you can rest assured that I, Zhang Yunxiu, will handle things with complete peace of mind.

Zhang Yunxiu quickly stepped forward to help the other person catch their breath.

He suddenly remembered something.

Although Duke Zhang Rong of England appeared to be old and vigorous, historically, he apparently died in the ninth year of the Wanli Emperor's reign.

I can't let him die of anger in front of me.

Although Zhang Rong had a bad temper and often cursed people, he was still easy to get along with. With Duke Zhang Rong of Yingguo in charge, things were easier to handle.

Zhang Rong snorted and said, "Even if I were to follow you, I wouldn't feel at ease."

From getting Zhang Yuanhao and his companion to perform crosstalk, to the two becoming his disciples and addressing him as "Master" repeatedly.

Such changes were truly exhausting for the elderly Zhang Rong.

However, there was one thing he was most concerned about.

"What exactly did you lead His Majesty to do? This matter is of great importance. If anything goes wrong, neither of us can escape responsibility."

Zhang Rong lowered her voice, her eyes filled with worry.

Zhang Yunxiu looked as if he was reluctant to speak.

"Uncle, you're overthinking it. It's nothing serious."

However, before Zhang Yunxiu could begin to explain, an adjutant hurried over and stood a short distance away, reporting to Zhang Rong.

"My lord, news has come from Anping Camp that someone is spreading this recklessly."

Before the adjutant could finish speaking, his gaze fell on Zhang Yunxiu, and his voice abruptly stopped.

　There will be another chapter at 9 o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)