King Yan gave a perfunctory smile, as if Zhang Xutang was a child who would never grow up and he had to take the trouble to give guidance.
"It's easy to kill her, but what happens after you kill her? A young lady died for no reason. How could Yue Zhongtai not have any suspicion at all? If he found any clues and found out that it was us who did it, do you think he would still have no grudge against her?
Are we on the same boat?"
Having said this, he remembered the incident caused by Zhang Xutang, and said while holding back his anger: "Don't just do it all day long. Now King Jin is waiting to catch us, so you can live in peace!"
Zhang Xutang sneered in his heart after receiving his accusation.
Without him, a man who fights and kills, how could King Yan sit so securely in the court.
He thought that King Yan was really praised too highly, and the airs were actually placed in front of him.
However, they were all members of the Zhang family, so he could understand King Yan's unreasonableness, so he smiled and fooled her: "Yes, you are right, fighting and killing are not beautiful. If Yue Huaiyu comes again, I will see her."
King Yan did not laugh, and his expression became more serious: "Boss went to Hedong Road to look at the wheat fields. This morning, the people in Hudu said he was pragmatic, and your Majesty also praised him. I think your Majesty is determined to suppress me.
Well, what do you think, Your Majesty?"
Because of this matter, he was restless and upset early this morning.
He then added: "I asked the Taifu, and he said that His Majesty is in his prime, so naturally he doesn't want me to have the power to seek the country. We can take this opportunity to hide our capabilities and bide our time. As long as we keep important things in hand, everything else doesn't count.
Even if it is a big matter, Your Majesty will not let the boss and I fight against each other."
After saying that, he looked at Zhang Xutang: "What do you think?"
Zhang Xutang's eyes were like a poisonous snake: "Kill King Jin."
King Yan became anxious: "This is the court! It's not the Jiang bandit's thatched hall! Kill, kill, kill, you know how to kill, can't you think of how to make a layout to make him miss in the court!"
Zhang Xutang's patience was gone: "It's for your own good that I decided to kill King Jin. Otherwise, with the qualifications of King Jin, it would be a matter of time for him to gain a foothold in the court. You can't stop him even if you want to."
, I have already experienced his ability to moisturize things silently in Tanzhou."
Then he sneered, his tone laced with intriguing disdain: "Besides, if we don't kill him, are we waiting for him to investigate our secrets? Some things cannot withstand investigation."
When King Yan heard this, he suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Killing him can't be done just by talking."
"If you fail to kill once, then kill twice. If you fail twice, you will succeed three times. You will succeed once." Zhang Xutang said without emotion.
King Yan said coldly: "Then what if he kills me in turn?"
Zhang Xutang said: "The King of Jin doesn't know how."
Only he can do it. He is the sword of the Zhang family and can swing it at the King of Jin without restraint. The King of Jin does not have such a sword and has too many worries.
He failed, but it was just a fire to cover it up. If King Jin failed, the Zhang family would seize on his mistakes and suppress him crazily.
Furthermore, King Jin is a man who makes decisions before taking action. When he takes action, there will be no room for maneuver.
"It seems that you don't care about my life or death?"
As soon as the words came out, King Yan realized that he was agitated and even the Buddha failed to calm him down. It was not appropriate to continue talking, so he stood up and prepared to leave.
After getting up, he warned Zhang Xutang again: "Don't mess with the boss, and don't mess with that guy named Song. Just stay here and cultivate. If anything happens, I will discuss it with your father."
As soon as the person surnamed Song was mentioned, Zhang Xutang's face became gloomy, and dark clouds covered his head. He was furious towards King Yan: "You can't move this one, you can't move that one. What's wrong with the person surnamed Song? As for what happened in the court!"
The secret I'm talking about is completely different from what you're talking about, you'd better go back and ask your aunt!"
King Yan's patience reached its limit. He couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly stretched out his right hand, raised it high, and landed heavily on Zhang Xutang's face, giving him a clear and resounding slap in the face.
The slap came so suddenly and unexpectedly that there was even a loud echo, and the fiery red mark of the slap quickly appeared on Zhang Xutang's pale face.
Zhang Xutang covered his burning face and was stunned by King Yan's slap.
He had never been humiliated like this before, and he didn't know that a slap in the face not only hurts, but can also destroy a person's dignity and face.
King Yan looked at his hands and was a little confused for a moment.
He and Zhang Xutang were almost the same age. Compared to Zhang Xuling, who was full of righteousness, he had gotten along better with Zhang Xutang since childhood. It was only after he became the king and left the cabinet that he gradually gained the airs of a prince, so he and Zhang Xutang stopped interacting with each other.
Zhang Xutang yelled at him just now. He forgot about the friendship between the two families for a moment. In his upset state, he only thought of Zhang Xutang being disrespectful to him, so he slapped him in the face without much thought. Now
Looking at his hands, he felt incredible and also a little guilty.
He coughed and said vaguely: "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
He reached out to take away Zhang Xutang's hand covering his face to see how the injury was.
However, as soon as he reached out his hand, Zhang Xutang turned aside and looked at him with his face covered.
Zhang Xutang's eyes were very gloomy, so gloomy that King Yan felt terrible. It was not hatred, but just evil, as if King Yan's slap had sent him into hell.
Such a look only lasted for a moment. After a moment, he let go of his hand, revealing half of his swollen cheeks, and turned into an indifferent expression. He stared at King Yan coldly and said something that could be called treason: "My lord, you are half of the Zhang family."
, I forgive you this time."
Then he passed by King Yan, walked to the door, opened the door and walked out first, walking past a dozen small Buddha statues until he reached the outside of Liaoyu.
There were many servants and guards brought by King Yan standing outside. They only glanced at him and then lowered their heads in fear of his angry look.
Lao Wei followed him closely as he walked out and retreated to the inner room. He applied a cold handkerchief to his face, and the marks on his face slowly faded away.
After changing his clothes, he walked to the garden with a sullen face. When the four or five monks who were pulling radishes saw him, they lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.
Lao Wei took down a key from the wall, opened the two wooden doors of the garden, and exited the grounds of Daxiangguo Temple.
There was a semi-old house opposite the garden. There was no lantern hanging in front of the door, and there were three entrances inside. Lao Wei went up and knocked a few times, and there was a door inside that he came over and opened.
Menzi lowered his head, his eyes were dull, he was blind.
Zhang Xutang stepped in and the door was immediately closed.
Walking from the front hall to the backyard, Zhang Xutang and Lao Wei stopped. There was a person sitting on a stool in the yard with an expressionless face. He had already heard the footsteps, and he didn't stand up until the footsteps came in front of him.
This person still had nothing to say, and his eyes were even more empty. He had lost all human emotions and desires, and was left with only obedience.
He is one of the dead men trained by the Zhang family's plague monkeys. Zhang Xutang brought him out from the Zhang family for his own important use.
"Tonghe, how long has it been inside?" Zhang Xutang asked.
Tonghe replied: "Four days and three hours."
There was no emotion in his voice, he just answered.