Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.75 Look at my sword, gun and stick
When the story about Er Gao reached Zhang Degong's ears, Hanchuan, who was in his early 100s, closed his eyes for a moment, and then just nodded. He said "Oh, I understand" and said nothing again.
"Are you Zhang Mingtang?" Zhang Degong looked at Zhang Mingtang. He was gentle and polite, showing his talent.
Despite the Ming Dynasty's choice of subjects, this man is still a dignified scholar.
"No matter how fair you are, I am Zhang Mingtang
Zhang Degong stood up and held the tiger-headed nine-section staff with a smile. His body was still strong. As long as there was no major disaster, he would have no problem living for a few more years.
Several sons and daughters raised by his aunts and wives have passed away, but he is still alive and well. He seems to be looking at Zhang Mingtang, smiling, looking up and down, and nodding repeatedly: "Okay"!
Zhang Mintang smiled. He was also a man who read a lot and had a good temperament. His first impression was very good.
Unlike Zhang Yaozu, at first glance, he has disheveled hair, unkempt beard, and a cigarette in his mouth. When summer comes, he drives a shabby Santana and invites a group of old buddies to have a barbecue. Wearing slippers and a white vest, he doesn’t know who he is.
I have been wearing big shorts for many years, and I always carry a lot of odds and ends in my pockets. When eating barbecue, I have to bang the table and scold my mother from time to time.
The two brothers were educated at two extremes. One was a civil servant and the other was a military commander.
The Zhang family cannot produce a Confucian future.
"Where's that Zhang Yaozu? I want to see him. Zhang Degong held a tiger-headed nine-section staff in his hand and said with a smile.
Outside the crowd, Zhang Bi pushed aside the crowd and walked in with great cheer. After bowing and saluting, he said: "Grandpa, my father has something to do and he can't come. I hope you'll forgive me.
Zhang Degong was stunned to see Zhang Ben standing straight and extremely tough. Zhang Xiaoqi next to him was half a head taller than him. The two brothers stood there like two good men.
The old man hummed and laughed. He patted the back of his hand with one hand and said cheerfully: "This little great-grandson is more evil than the eldest great-grandson. No wonder, no wonder he can force Huairen to be like that.
, there is murderous intent, there is murderous intent."
Zhang Ben cupped his hands behind him, then turned around and said to Zhang Degong: "Isn't it good to have murderous intent?"
Zhang Degong smiled and looked at Zhang Bi. He was surprised that this little guy was so open-minded. Zhang Xiaoqi and Zhang Mingtang beside him were a little reserved. Although his father and grandfather had told him not to be reserved before, but here they were still.
Zhang Bi, who could not help but become taciturn, was very generous in this situation.
"It's good and bad." Zhang Degong shook his head, "I'm already a hundred years old. What kind of world have I not seen? In troubled times, murderousness is the only way to protect the environment and the people. In peacetime, murderousness is needed. What's the use of it?
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Zhang Ben took a step forward, clasped his fists and bowed. Then he stood up straight and asked, "Is there really a truly peaceful time in this world?"
This question actually stopped Zhang Degong.
The old man thought for a while and asked: "Tell me, aren't these the peaceful years?"
Zhang Bi said: "We are naturally at peace now. But if someone beats me, and I go back and knock him over, and then he comes to beat my whole family again, and I get angry, I kill his whole family. Then, wouldn't this mean that
Isn’t it peaceful?
Zhang Degong looked at him strangely: "You are obviously lying.
Zhang Bi suddenly laughed and looked at Zhang Degong: "Old lady, you also know that this is unreasonable. That's easy. There are many people who talk unreasonable things in this world. There are also many unreasonable people. With them here, there can still be peace.
What? If you can't reason with others and can't bear it, then I have no choice but to kill you. If you are shot and sent to the execution ground in the end, I won't have any regrets."
The old man's eyes widened, and it took him a while to recover from Zhang Bi's words, and he laughed loudly: "Who did you learn this temper from? The third child doesn't have such a gangster spirit, let alone you.
of tyranny
The words of the little tiger in the Zhang family compound scared my mother and grandpas away. What on earth was this kid thinking? He had no regrets about taking the gun, he was just talking crazy words.
Feng Qinghua became even more anxious and thought to himself: That piece of shit Zhang Yaozu is better now. My son doesn't want to learn anything, but he just wants to learn his crooked ways!
The onlookers around, the few standing concubines, and the descendants of the Zhang family all stared with their eyes wide open and their mouths stunned. Is this what people say?
Zhang Bi didn't care. He just said: "If someone arrests me, I will watch. If I can beat him, I will fight. If I can't, I will run away. I will be able to make money in the future. How can a person with high authority be able to guard against thieves for a thousand days?"
In the first grade of junior high school, if you can't escape the fifteenth grade, you will eventually fall into my hands. I will crush them to death as easily as crushing an ant. Zhang Degong frowned: "Why are you so angry?".
"I have seen a lot of blood, a lot of people are fighting, and there are a lot of dead souls on my hands. Naturally, there will be hostility. Maybe one day there will be real peace. There is nothing to worry about. There is nothing that makes me turn a blind eye.
No more killing, no more fighting, no more bloody things
He was honest and said seriously.
"Then do you know that there is a law for chivalrous people to use force to break the ban? If you are asked to use private means like this, why do you need the law?" Zhang Degong asked.
Zhang Ben said calmly: "Although the law is good, sometimes it's too late. If it's too late, it will take years, ten or even decades for those scoundrels to be punished. I can't wait. Then I might as well take the knife with my hands and drop it."
Their heads were chopped off with melon seeds, and then they wrote on the wall: The murderer, Zhang Ben is also
Zhang Degong smiled and laughed loudly: "Then can you kill me? There are so many things that you can't stand in this world, can you kill me? What if you kill someone by mistake? That is something that cannot be made up for.
Zhang Bi still looked calm and said: "Of course I can't kill him alone. Then I will find a place to kill first, and the people who are killed will be frightened, so that no one dares to mess around."
There is a knife hanging on someone's body, and whoever is at risk will be killed. Then he will kill him in another place and proceed according to the law. If he kills someone by mistake, then I have no choice but to slowly make up for it. When I can't kill him anymore, I will go to them again.
Commit suicide in front of the grave to thank the dead souls
"It's nonsense. It's all fallacies." Zhang Degong said loudly.
Zhang Bi grinned and said haha: "Of course I am lying heresy. But the old lady saw through it.
Zhang Degong smiled and said: "Okay, you have talked so much nonsense, so why don't you tell me what you really think?
Zhang Ben said sternly: "It's still killing! But the person who killed him was unaware of it. No one knew that it was me who did it, and no one could find out that it was me who did it."
The second master's face was serious when he cried. "The people around me felt that their bodies were even colder than the white snow outside, as if there was a knife by their ears and they were sharpening it. This meant that the knife was going to be cut into their necks."
The scene of bloodletting.
"What's the point of this? What's the difference between the killing in the front and the killing in the back, killing in public and killing in secret? They are all killings, and they are all against the law." Zhang Degong said.
Zhang Chidao: "The public killings above are trampling on the law. Who can compete with the country alone if he can eat quickly with a gun?"
And it’s not easy to cause such a bad trend. Since I can kill, others can naturally kill too. When the time comes, you will kill me and I will kill you. What will it look like?"
Zhang Degong only found it funny: "You do have some ideas."
Zhang Bi said again: "Killing secretly behind is cheating the law. If you are slow to take the shot, you are lucky, and you may not be able to get the shot. No one knows how so and so died, only that they died. The world is so big.
, there was a car accident today. I fell off an overpass tomorrow, who knows what happened?"
"Then tell me again, why are you killing? There is no reason to kill you. What's the difference between you and swords, guns and sticks? They are just cold weapons."
Zhang Bi grinned: "I just want you to look at my sword, gun and stick. People who practice martial arts are chivalrous, and the ancient roads are warm and heart-warming. I will draw my sword to help. In the future, I will eat guns and stir-fried tofu with peanuts. Don't have any complaints. If you don't have a chivalrous heart when practicing martial arts, then what's wrong with practicing martial arts?"
What are you doing? To keep fit, I might as well do morning exercises and go for a run."
"It's not necessarily about killing. You have to be less murderous. Otherwise, the disaster will end and you can't hide." Zhang Degong sighed and comforted Zhang Bi, but he sighed in his heart: What on earth did Zhang Sanxian teach? How can he descend from his descendants?
The difference is so big. So outrageous.
Zhang Ben behaved strangely today. Even my mother and the others couldn't understand it. Xia Zhen was even more confused. She had no idea what song Zhang Ben was singing. Only Zhang Xiao was riding aside and glanced at his brother, thinking in his heart
He secretly thought: If Xiao Ben is not joking, then he must have decided what he is going to do. Wasn't what he said just now a joke? Or, Xiao Ben really wants to kill."
However, no matter what Zhang Bi's thoughts are, or what the people around him speculate, this discussion of killing and killing with Zhang Degong makes people have a frightening feeling. It always feels like the young junior standing in front of them is...
Isn't he a normal person, or is he still a human being?
Zhang Juncai and Zhang Yisheng had a vague feeling that they had felt that way when Zhang Ben appeared in front of them like a monster with Minigang on his back and a Hummer military vehicle.
Zhang Bi is still Zhang Bi, but Zhang Bi is not that Zhang Bi...
When the dam opens and the water is released, the water rushes thousands of miles, the tiger comes out of the cage, and it is majestic.
No matter what you do, you won’t find it surprising.
It's just that the people present know about Zhang Bi's past. You know a little bit and I know a little bit. When you put it together, it's complete.
Feng Qinghua knew a little bit about Zhang Bi. Zhang Yaozu took him to Yunnan. Zhang Yaozu knew a little about Zhang Bi. Zhang Sanxian taught Zhang Bi. He also knew a little bit. Zhang Bi fought for the lead, and Xia Zhen knew a little bit. The grandfathers were with Zhang Bi.
Amidst the hail of bullets, I still know a little bit.
However, they don’t know everything. All these little bits are frightening, like a nightmare, or a memory that can never be erased. It is completely unimaginable that people who have experienced all this
, can you still walk normally in human society?
Zhang Degong stared at Zhang Bi for a while, then said: "Look at you, and I heard from others that your kung fu is very good?"
Zhang Bi cupped his hands and said, "It's okay."
"Then why not just show it to me." Zhang Degong said with a smile.
Zhang Bi nodded: "Then please watch me play with swords, guns and sticks."
Zhang Degong smiled and held the tiger-head nine-section staff, picked up the nine-section staff with one hand, and said happily: "Okay! Let's see how your methods compare with your grandpa!"
Everyone around him moved away, and Zhang Degong asked: "It's pointless to fight alone. I'll let them fight you. Since you now have your own martial arts sect, you must have your own ideas, so I can take a look.
You were praised as a little tiger by them, are you really so brave?
Zhang Bi didn't answer. He walked into the courtyard and swept his legs. He pulled out a white wax pole from the weapons rack and weighed it. He said: "The stick can also be used as a big gun, so as not to accidentally hurt someone."
, that’s not good
. You are arrogant. However, I have dozens and hundreds of masters here. When it comes to swords, guns and sticks, you may not be able to handle them. Zhang Degong said with a smile.
Zhang Bi rubbed his hands, held the eyebrow-level stick, and said proudly: "I heard that my grandpa was the best hero in the Jianghuai land. I yearned for it very much. I have also practiced hard for many years, and I am quite conceited. I thought that my grandpa is so old.
, and with such a prestigious reputation, if I am worse than him, wouldn’t I lose my reputation? Besides, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. As a junior, it’s not good for me to be too unambitious, and I will only know it for a while!”
He had a calm look on his face and spoke lightly, but it shocked the elder brothers' hearts into their throats. Feng Qinghua was also secretly anxious. He wondered if his son had taken the wrong medicine today, why he was acting so abnormally and arrogantly again and again.
, like a possessed madman, like the most arrogant maniac in ancient times, who only felt that he could see all the mountains.
"Whether you are as unmatched as Li Bai in the poem, I can't say, but you are so arrogant and conceited, you have the appearance of the grass sage Zhang Xu." Zhang Degong stood on the steps, with many people scattered around, all with all kinds of strange thoughts in his mind.
. I felt very strange in my heart: It’s okay that this kid is neurotic and talks shamelessly, but why does the old man want to go crazy with him? What kind of devil is he possessed today.
Zhang Bi laughed loudly and waved his hand: "Old lady, I'm so boring. I'm not a gentleman, but a martial artist. How can I compare with the poet Li Baicao and the grass sage Zhang Xu? Compared with Lu Bu, who is also the overlord among Xiang Yu's men, he really can't do it and is so unscrupulous.
It’s okay to fly violently.”
Zhang Degong laughed repeatedly: "It's interesting. You kid is so interesting. It's so exciting. I don't know how I raised this little baby of yours to look like this. I want to see it more and more."
Look, what kind of person is my grandson Zhang Yaozu?"
Zhang Ben suddenly lost his momentum, held sticks in both hands, danced two stick flowers, and said seriously: "Old lady, ask someone to come out for a walk!"