Ling Xiu: "I'm recovering well. I'm in good health and have a good temper. Xiang Xian came to the door and was sent away by my subordinates."
Chang Shisan: "It's best not to cause too much hatred. You can deal with it."
Ling Xiu: "Gang leader, although he was at fault in the first place, it is unreasonable to severely injure him. The subordinates are afraid that he will hold on to him to death."
Chang Shisan: "His Lord Shangguan Kang likes real gold and silver the most. Do you understand?"
Ling Xiu clasped his fists: "Yes, I understand."
There is a stricter order of waiting in the officialdom. When a subordinate meets a superior, he must give a big courtesy, and the superior is the code of conduct for the subordinate.
If you want to be an official smoothly and steadily, you must get used to looking at the eyes of your superiors.
Of course, there are a few people who are not afraid of power, but the result? There are no bones left after being struck by the strict power.
Xia Zhengjun is not a person who follows people's influence, but he is well versed in the way of being an official. He responds to the superior's wishes as much as possible within the scope of laxity, but does not harm others.
This way of doing things has ensured that he has been promoted throughout the years, and only after obtaining a higher position can he do better things for the people.
This kind of person should take a high look.
But,
Who calls him a donkey?
Then meet someone like Chang Shisan who is even more donkey-tempered.
Chang Shisan was a vengeful person. How could he forget that Qingfeng Inn was closed down over a simple meal?
It's true that money can make the world go round. Lord Kang has a reputation for being greedy for money, so Ling Xiu didn't need much effort to convince him.
…
A disciple from Tianyun Mountain came to deliver the message: "Protector Zhuo, my subordinates are telling the leader of the gang, and the leader of the gang has asked the protector to go to the main helm to have dinner."
Zhuo Xingyang: "Oh, I know. By the way, did you call anyone else?"
The man replied: "There is also Master Luan."
Zhuo Xingyang: "Oh, thank you, brother."
If there is no good banquet, why should I be punished?
Anyway, nothing good.
He had a good meal first and then went to the helm. Later it was proved that his decision was very wise.
…
The chief helmsman's dinner consisted of one table and three chairs, but no food.
Chang Shisan sat alone on the chair in the middle, waiting for these two people to arrive.
Ziming slept for two hours and regained his energy. He patted Xingyang on the shoulder and said, "Brothers have hurt you."
Xingyang smiled and said, "What's wrong with you? Let's share the same responsibility."
Zi Ming: "That guy Xia Zhengjun really deserves a beating, and the gang leader won't deny it. I guess it's because he struck too hard, without caring about the consequences... Just listen."
Xingyang: "Thankfully Xia Zhengjun didn't die here, otherwise you and I would really be in trouble."
Ziming: "Why? When did we become afraid of officials?"
Xingyang: "No, Xia Zhengjun is indeed a good official and has done a lot of good things for the people. This kind of person should be alive. It's just that he has always had a grudge against our faction, so he doesn't deal with the gang leader."
Zi Ming asked doubtfully: "But he spoke so stinkingly last night, I can't tell that he is a good person at all!"
Xingyang: "Well, then what you heard from the gang leader didn't mean that you didn't want a good person to say it?"
Zi Ming was dumbfounded: "Well...that's true. The gang leader is a bit of a talker, and we all know that."
Xingyang: "I'm afraid the same is true for Xia Zhengjun."
The two of them walked shoulder to shoulder all the way to Chang Shisan's room, bowed and saluted: "I have met the gang leader."
Chang Shisan waved slightly and immediately stepped forward with two people. The two men held whips in their hands and looked serious.
Ziming secretly turned his head and took a look, hey!
Chang Shisan: "I'd like you two to taste a dish, stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots."
The corner of Ziming's mouth twitched: "Gang leader, my subordinates can explain this matter!"
Chang Shisan: “I don’t want to hear it.”
Zi Ming was anxious: "Gang leader, your subordinates will accept the punishment, but you have to give them a chance to explain, right?"
He secretly thought: Zhuo Xingyang, you idiot, you should say something! Trash, can I still point at you?
Explanation is quibbling.
Anyway, in Chang Shisan's mind, Ziming's explanation has always been this way.
However, the process of explanation is indeed a necessary step in punishment, even if it is just a formality.
Chang Shisan: "Say."
Zi Ming: "Gang leader, Xia Zhengjun said that he came to the chief helmsman to express his gratitude, but what happened? He didn't express his gratitude. This was clearly a provocation to our faction! Also, he recklessly embarrassed our faction at the party.
Who is he showing it to? Of course, to you, the gang leader, he should
In front of so many brothers, doesn’t he deserve to be beaten by speaking like this? I feel that he has never taken a liking to our group of people in his heart, so he speaks disrespectfully and hurts others. Therefore, it is definitely right for me to teach him a lesson.
Yes! We can’t let people like this be arrogant!”
Chang Shisan was absent-minded: "Is there more?"
Ziming hesitated: "No, no."
These are enough, but even if they are not enough, there is nothing I can do. I am running out of words.
Chang Shisan: "What does Xingyang think?"
Zhuo Xingyang had a clever idea: "Subordinate, I think what Commander Luan said is very reasonable and makes sense..."
Chang Shisan: "Okay, since you two have nothing to say, let me comment. Xia Zhengjun belongs to the official family, and we Jianghu people attack him, especially leaving evidence. It is a taboo in the gang. Injuring people at will.
Human life does not comply with the gang rules. As for the punishment, since you arrived at the appointment on time, each of you will be punished with twenty lashes. Let's carry out the punishment."
Ziming opened his mouth to shout!
At this moment, I felt a numb pain in my back, and the sound of breaking through the air was already unfolding behind me.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
…
The two of them were slapped one after another.
Zi Ming clenched his fists tightly, his quibbling lines had long been squeezed out of his mind, leaving only pain.
Xingyang bit his lip and tried not to make any sound. Twenty lashes were not many, and since he had been trained for a long time, there was nothing he could not get through.