Zhang Xutang looked at King Yan and smiled: "Why are you so anxious about something and you even chased him home?"
King Yan put on a stiff face, raised the corners of his mouth, and squeezed out three words: "Something happened."
He didn't dare to say a word more lest he spit it out.
"Oh?" Zhang Xutang couldn't be sure whether what happened in King Yan's mouth was a big or small matter. After all, King Yan was a frightened bird now, and the slightest disturbance could make him hesitate for a long time.
"The dog is being held by Ling," he said to Xiao Wei, "bring a chair for King Yan to sit on."
King Yan really didn't want to sit here, because the smell of blood had made his head swollen, and his seven orifices were out of control. He wished he could retreat to Li Jun. However, at this moment, there was no way out, he could only watch Xiao Wei give the dog to
He picked up the half-year-old child and ran to move the chair by himself.
The chair was moved over and placed side by side with the Grand Master's chair where Zhang Xutang was sitting. King Yan walked over step by step and walked to Zhang Xutang's side. It took a lot of effort to let his butt touch the bench.
After sitting down, he realized that Zhang Xutang had chosen this position very well.
This place is facing the execution ground, not too far or too close, just enough to see the movements of the half-grown man, and the blood keeps flowing on the ground, forming a lake, and the people inside seem to be floating on the blood.
Moreover, one can see the face of the tortured person, which is extremely distorted, miserable and desperate.
King Yan lowered his eyes and didn't want to look any more.
He even subconsciously leaned back - he didn't want to sit side by side with Zhang Xutang, the bloody smell made him feel like he was falling into the abyss.
"Continue," Zhang Xutang hugged Zhang Zihou and ordered casually, then turned to look at King Yan, "What's the matter?"
Without mentioning it at the Daxiangguo Temple, King Yan forced himself to describe Li Jun's efforts to win over him today. He spoke very slowly, carefully choosing every word, trying to draw a clear line between himself and Li Jun's group of people as much as possible.
After finishing speaking, he forced himself to take a long breath and then breathed slowly in the pungent smell.
He didn't relax, he was still waiting for Zhang Xutang to be humiliated and get angry, or to throw him into a pool of blood and stab him twice.
Since Zhang Rui's death, Zhang Xutang has no restraint, like a poisonous snake that has grabbed hold of him, with viciousness and cruelty often unleashed on him.
Zhang Xutang's eyes fell on him and did not move away. With sharp eyes, he cut open his flesh bit by bit and got a glimpse of the internal organs inside.
He let go of Zhang Zihou, pulled Zhang Zihou out of his arms, put him on the ground, leaned close to King Yan, stretched out a hand to hold his shoulder: "Why do you want to go back to see Li Jun?"
The tip of King Yan's nose suddenly smelled of the scent of potpourri, mixed with blood, it was really nauseating.
He was guilty and frightened, and did not dare to say anything. He just lowered his head and said, "I want to get more things out of his mouth."
This sentence may be able to hide it from others, but it cannot be hidden from Zhang Xutang.
Zhang Xutang has been vicious since childhood and has been tormenting and puzzling people every day for more than twenty years. King Yan can't hide his every move, so as soon as King Yan opens his mouth, he can smell something subtle.
"No," he pressed King Yan's shoulder hard, "you won't turn around after receiving the letter and the account page. You should come to see me as soon as possible. You have something in your heart, so you turned around."
King Yan was so frightened that he hesitated and tried to deny it, but Zhang Xutang suddenly stood up and kicked over his stool.
"Confused!"
He didn't need King Yan's answer to know that King Yan had broken up with him, otherwise King Yan would not have gone back to see Li Jun.
It's even possible that this isn't the first time they've met in person.
He looked at the frightened King Yan coldly and scolded him fiercely.
"In terms of closeness, we are a family. Your mother is my aunt. Where have Li Jun and his gang been with you? In terms of merit, I have tried my best to plan for you. Without me, you would have let that fox of King Jin go.
There is no dregs left, did Li Jun and his gang give you a tael of silver?"
His face was livid, his eyes were fiery red, and he had a ferocious face amidst the light of the sword and the blood: "Even if it's a dog! You're married! You're so stupid that you want to betray your own mother-in-law! You're stupid! You bastard!"
After scolding him, he still couldn't understand his hatred. He picked up the teacup next to him and was about to smash King Yan on the head.
King Yan subconsciously hugged his head.
Zhang Xutang paused, and the tea poured down his hand, soaking his sleeves.
He gently put down the tea cup, raised the chair by himself, sat back, and patted King Yan's hand: "It's okay, I won't hit you."
He thought that maybe he was too strict, which made King Yan relax.
Yes, loose.
If King Yan hadn't let go, he wouldn't have been stupid enough to go see Li Jun.
Song Huiyue is an expert at calculating people's hearts.
She knew that she would be disgusted by a fool like King Yan, so she took the lead in extending a hand of friendship to King Yan.
But fortunately, he is a person who knows his mistakes and can correct them. It is not too late to look kindly to King Yan now.
King Yan hesitantly let go of his hand, raised his head, and saw Zhang Xutang's eyes were filled with pain, as if he had suffered great harm.
He became discouraged all of a sudden, thinking that he was really deluded, how could he have such an idea.
Zhang Xutang smiled and said: "Your Majesty."
At the same time, he cursed in his heart: "Idiot!"
Zhang Xutang said earnestly: "My lord, you must always remember that the blood of the Zhang family flows in your body. Your mother is my aunt. We will not harm you. On the contrary, people outside will harm you."
At the same time, he barked in his heart: "Idiot! Your brain was eaten by a dog and then expelled? The Zhang family's face made you throw it to the ground!"
Zhang Xutang said sincerely: "Now we are standing on the edge of a cliff. If we are not careful, we will fall into the abyss. Therefore, the prince cannot make the slightest mistake. You must be careful in everything. You would rather not do it than
Can't do anything wrong."
This time he had nothing to scold in his heart, because he wanted to grab the knife and insert it into King Yan.
King Yan solemnly agreed and said: "What should we do with the account book? If they hand over the account book, it will be difficult for us to deal with it."
Zhang Xutang didn't take it seriously: "We already have enough money in hand, so we can just leave the account books unconfirmed."
He looked at Xiao Wei: "Tomorrow, send a team of people to Dingzhou to destroy the Hu family who are on the business road."
A group of ants who have done things for themselves will always remain ants and will not become noble people.
Xiao Wei responded respectfully.
King Yan gradually relaxed: "Although there is no proof, we still have to have an explanation for accountability. In addition, Yuan Shaopei of the Third Division, who is good at calculating accounts, will also be able to calculate the shortfall in the salt tax."
Zhang Xutang waved his hand: "The King of Jin framed you for killing me. If you stir up the water into a fight between the two parties, everything will be fine."
King Yan nodded repeatedly.
He came in panic and left with satisfaction, leaving only Zhang Xutang filled with anger.
If there was a prince of Zhang family blood in the palace, even if he was still an infant, he would choose another one.
King Yan has been spoiled and useless in the war. The only thing that makes him feel comfortable is that after King Yan ascends the throne, he can become the second Zhang Rui.
Only a confused king can tolerate the supreme Zhang family.