Chapter 105: Cold Dish (Part 1)

Under the scorching sun, the sunlight was dazzling.

Zhang Gui wore the Fourth Rank Dragon Tiger General official uniform, with dozens of personal guards behind him.

Hundreds of soldiers were his hawks and hounds, his claws and teeth, swaggering in the market.

Truly full of prestige, a hundred times the murderous aura!

"Those who know me know that I am the worst at bullying others with power.

But just two days ago, I witnessed with my own eyes that bloody case at Dragon Gate Berth, where three hundred and seventy-three big merchants;

powerful people; clerks; singing girls; were blown into meat mud on the street in broad daylight.

And now, through the investigation of the court's secret agents, there is a ten-percent certainty that the case was the work of the Qianji people.

Which means that among the people around you, there might be someone hiding a thunderclap bomb, hiding blazing oil, waiting to give us a blow."

Speaking of this, Zhang Gui paused, his eyes scanning left and right like a hawk, and he muttered:

"Any individual or organization that carries weapons of mass destruction without my permission on the territory I rule can be regarded as aggression and belongs to an act of war.

As the owner and supreme leader of the nation and fief, I can directly impose the death penalty on them without trial..."

On the land where he could exert the "Territorial Divine Authority," his words became law.

Accumulating for a long time, the "Capital Element" rule power, totaling tens of thousands of "Virtual and Real," connected with the Divine Authority, began to prepare to show Zhang Gui's other side...

Tens of days ago, in the square of the "Great Elephant Majestic Temple" in the Heavenly Land, the worship of the Yuan Mountain Army to their emperor made people feel as if they were in ancient times.

They truly felt how solemn "Divine Grace is like the sea, Divine Might is like a prison" was!

And Zhang Gui now was naturally far less powerful than Chang Sheng Tie Mu.

The source of their "majesty" was also one coming from the incomparable awe of the masses;

The other came from the supreme authority of the mysterious domain, feeling as if they were completely different.

But in fact, in ancient times, some naturally powerful creatures evolved into gods precisely because they held invisible authority and received the sincere awe of billions of mortals.

And because more and more mortals worshipped them, the authority feeding back became stronger and stronger, finally achieving the path of immortality.

So from some angles, the direction of the people's hearts and the authority of the gods are the same...

Merchants are the class that values interests the most in any era,

And because they believe in "money is supreme," they will relatively despise authority.

So the merchants who can be called figures at the Zhihai Town dock don't actually fear Zhang Gui as much as they say or behave.

Although these people will sincerely admire his intelligence, cunning, and bravery, and envy, be jealous, and hate his good luck, this is a completely different matter from awe.

But at this very moment, perhaps because the sun is too poisonous, making the whole body feel soft as if it were about to melt.

So that everyone wanted to crawl in front of the young general standing in the crowd like the sun.

And at the same time, in a vegetarian restaurant called "First Spring Comes" at the Zhihai Town dock.

Zhang Jiujiang was eating breakfast with his many classmates and the two teachers from "Qingdou Academy," surrounding the table.

Hearing the noise outside getting smaller and smaller.

He was absent-mindedly using chopsticks to pick at the bean sprouts, eating sparsely with the golden millet porridge, saying:

"My cousin looks like he has finished clearing the neighborhood of the dock.

Now is the critical moment when the war is about to break out, and he has no choice but to use thunderous means to clarify the internal troubles."

Shijing, who wore a Daoist bun and a Daoist robe, sneered upon hearing this and said:

"Zhang Jiujiang, I didn't expect you to be so hypocritical.

Originally in the school, you always said you were from a poor background, so you knew the suffering of the market the most.

In front of the teacher, you said indignantly that we 'actually don't know the suffering of the people.'

As a result, now your best friend Da Gui has counted the small merchants selling white silk cloth as spies for the Qianji people and drove them out of his fief.

In your mouth, it has become a last resort; it's really ridiculous."

Zhang Jiujiang was annoyed and ashamed upon hearing this, "Driving them away is not arresting them for torture and interrogation.

No money is collected, no labor is punished, just letting them go.

Why not?

You didn't see the announcement just now; the Hanli Kingdom had its country overthrown by rebels.

Now it is no longer a vassal state of the Ming Song court, but an enemy country controlled by the Returning Ancestor Army of the Baiyang Bo'erqin, a vassal state of Yuan Mountain.

At such a time, we must be careful and careful.

This kind of time naturally has to be careful."

"But Hanli people are not Qianji people.

Isn't our Teacher Shen a Hanli person?

She hates the Qianji people a hundred times, a thousand times more than you and me."

Zhang Jiujiang was stunned, secretly looked at the face of the female teacher Shen Shijing at the head, who had no expression, and said angrily:

"Teacher Shijing is naturally different.

Our 'Qingdou Academy' has produced countless scholars with merits, who doesn't know the beauty of the 'White Porcelain Exiled Immortal.'

But ordinary Qianji people and Hanli people can't be distinguished at all, so..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by two chopsticks.

The male teacher of "Qingdou Academy" beside Shen Shijing, who was unremarkable, gently tapped the edge of Zhang Jiujiang's bowl, "Have you forgotten the ancient teaching of not talking while eating?"

Zhang Jiujiang lowered his head, pouted his mouth with dissatisfaction, but didn't dare to say another word.

Just at this moment, a dull but huge sound came from outside.

Immediately afterward, two strange people with blood-red eyes, split mouths, and hands and feet crawling together crawled past the door of "First Spring Comes" rapidly.

Seeing that they were about to pass, but at the last step, as if they were grabbed in the palm of an invisible giant hand, they could no longer move.

Afterward, Zhang Gui walked over leisurely.

He looked at the two people beside him, reached out and pulled open the lapel of one of them, took out a ceramic flat box, and studied it carefully for a while.

Finally, he ignored the two people and turned to walk toward Zhang Jiujiang.

Just as he was about to step into the vegetarian shop, Zhang Gui threw the box in his hand backward without looking back, smashing it at the feet of the original owner.

Suddenly, fire appeared.

Countless extremely fine iron sand scattered and splashed with the dazzling light.

But it didn't even go out half a zhang, blowing the two people into pieces, and was pressed by an invisible great power, extinguishing the fire.

At this time, Zhang Gui had already arrived in front of his dumbfounded little friend, his expression changed, and he smiled as if returning to the human world.

"Jiujiang, have you finished eating?

Gentlemen, young masters, noble ladies of 'Qingdou Academy,' the incident happened suddenly and it was not easy to arrange, although I caught a few bugs.

But it disturbed everyone, please forgive me, please forgive me."

The male teacher of "Qingdou Academy" slowly stood up, straightened his clothes as if meeting Zhang Gui for the first time, and bowed slowly:

"Longhu truly has great ability, great skill.

No wonder you can guard a place and have a fief of a thousand households.

I just don't know why you didn't interrogate the two criminals directly after capturing them alive, but killed them instead?"

Zhang Gui smiled bitterly:

"They have no value.

I just carefully looked at the quality of the explosives carried by the two.

I found that the shell was extremely rough, and it looked like mass-produced goods.

The two were just miscellaneous fish being controlled.

But this is even more troublesome.

Such powerful explosives, if they were well-made, would not cause much waves in war.

But now, if not handled carefully, many docks in the Ming Song Southern Frontier will probably see fireworks every day!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 106 =====