Chapter 2: The Feast of the Feast [Part 2]

After the Taoist Guiyu finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the Taoist Fufeng who was thinking, and asked tentatively: "Senior, are you planning to accept these two sons as disciples, right?"

"Hehe, that's what you mean." Taoist Fufeng replied softly.

"Senior, please forgive me for your words. As for the current situation in Zhongtu, your decision will probably cause trouble." said the Taoist Guiyu.

Taoist Fufeng smiled and said, "If you can accept a registered disciple, you can take on a good relationship and it will not hinder the situation in Zhongtu."

Guiyu Taoist touched the tip of his nose, then smiled and said, "Since you are making a good relationship, then the younger generation will also make a move. Senior, Zhang Chong and Zhang Yuan, each one, how about it?"

Taoist Fufeng glanced at Taoist Guiyu, nodded slightly, and then said, "The old Taoist will choose that young boy Zhang Yuan."

"Okay! Then I will choose Zhang Chong." Guiyu Taoist said with a smile.

After the two made the decision, they stood up at the same time, left their seats and walked towards the northeast corner of the wall, which was where Zhang Yuan and Zhang Chong were sitting.

When the Taoist Fufeng and Taoist Guiyu left their seats, many people noticed their actions. After all, they were both big shots, and all actions could attract the attention of everyone.

The Taoist Fufeng and the Taoist Guiyu approached Zhang Yuan and Zhang Chong. The two did not walk quickly, but the route was very clear. Zhang Yuan, Zhang Chong and Zhang Xu were both aware of it. When the two approached, the three of them stood up at the same time and saluted the Taoist Fufeng and the Taoist Guiyu.

"Sister, Zhang Xu, Zhang Chong, Zhang Yuan, have met Senior Fufeng and Senior Guiyu." Zhang Xu, Zhang Chong and Zhang Yuan said at the same time.

"No need to be polite." Taoist Fufeng said with a smile, then his eyes were cast on Zhang Yuan, and he asked as if he was unaware of it: "I wonder who this little donor is?"

Zhang Yuan was stunned, then he thought about the center of his mind and said, "My younger generation Zhang Yuan is a child of the Zhang family and his father Zhang Liang."

"Oh." Taoist Fufeng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Old Taoist Temple, you have a very good bones. You are a good seedling for martial arts. The old Taoist is happy to see the hunting. I want to accept you as a registered disciple. I wonder if you are willing?"

As soon as Taoist Fufeng said this, many people showed surprise gazes in their eyes, and there were envious and jealous gazes. Zhang Yuan, Zhang Chong and Zhang Xu both showed surprise gazes, but they did not expect Taoist Fufeng would actually ask for a disciple.

If an ordinary warrior hears that Taoist Fufeng wants to accept him as his disciple, he will definitely be very happy. He may immediately kowtow to become a disciple. However, Zhang Yuan’s ordinary warrior is very different!

"This..." Zhang Yuan's thoughts were heard and then said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I want to disappoint you. I will practice family-born martial arts, and I have no extravagant expectations for him to send martial arts. Moreover, after a while, I will go abroad and have no blessing to accept the kindness of my senior."

"Oh?" Taoist Fufeng was a little surprised, then smiled and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, it's the old Taoist who is rude."

At this time, Zhang Jiao had already walked close to several people and said with a smile: "Master Fufeng, my four nephews are the patriarchs of the Zhang clan in the future overseas. They must practice family-born martial arts, but they cannot practice the martial arts of your Zhenhai Dao Temple. If you want to accept disciples, what would you do if you accept my second son Zhang Cheng?"

"Haha, the old Taoist is happy to see the hunt and is rude. As for your second son, let's forget it. Zhenhai Taoist Temple does not want to be involved in the world's disputes. Please forgive me." Taoist Fufeng said bluntly.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's because my son is so lucky." Zhang Jiao said with a smile.

Seeing that the scene between the two sides was awkward, the Taoist said, "Duke Zhang, I don't understand why the rebel army in Tizhou is in full swing, so why did Mr. Zhang retreat overseas?"

Zhang Jiao stroked his short beard and did not answer Guiyu Taoist's words. Instead, he asked: "Master Guiyu, Zhang also has a question. What do you mean by Marshal Zhu and his three people to arrive at the same time? He wouldn't have come to Anmin City to watch the fun? Or, is he here to take Zhang's head?"

Zhang Jiao's tone seemed to be a joke, but the meaning was very clear, just saying that Zhu Jiukang and the other two came together must have bad intentions.

"The donor Zhang is so serious." The Taoist Guiyu said, hesitated for a moment, and then continued: "Originally, I and the other three were planning to invite the donor to stay at the Zhenhai Dao Temple for a few years. However, since the donor had the intention of retreating, I monk and others had no need for the plan."

Everyone around him took a breath. Unexpectedly, Zhu Jiukang actually invited two grandmasters, Taoist Fufeng and Old Gu Xing. In addition, Taoist Guiyu, a congenital peak warrior who was slightly inferior to the grandmaster, was really shocking to deal with Zhang Jiao with such a formation!

Zhang Jiao chuckled and said, "Before Zhang killed the lord, he thought that he might be unwilling to the righteous martial arts world, so after killing the lord, Zhang resigned from the position of the chief general of Tizhou. But he didn't expect that under such circumstances, you would still come."

At this time, the old man Gu Xing approached and scolded, "Brother Zhang, it's not that we have to do anything to you, but that you have done too much. Not to mention the regicide, you auctioned the jade seal of Zhenguo, which is a detriment to the national prestige. Before the Ming Dynasty was destroyed, the jade seal of Zhenguo was bought and sold. How did the people outside the territory view our Middle Earth? Last year, the people of the Four Barbarians would still pay tribute to Middle Earth, but now the jade seal of Zhenguo is all out, will the people of the Four Barbarians still pay tribute to our Middle Earth? Moreover, what you did before and after has begun to gradually decay the military power in the Ming Dynasty, but the people of the Four Barbarians are prospering. With the people of the Four Barbarians' peeping over Middle Earth, if they are given a chance, Middle Earth would not suffer a huge disaster!"

The old man Gu Xing looked like an elder, said rebukes, and called Zhang Jiao "Boy Zhang". On the surface, he was relying on his seniority to make a living, but the old man Gu Xing did have this qualification, so relying on his seniority to make a person feel as if he were to be a natural person.

"Hahaha..." Zhang Jiao sneered a few times and said, "If it were according to Senior Gu Xing, wouldn't the decline of the Ming Dynasty be done by Zhang? In later historical literature, should Zhang be given a nickname? Zhang Jiao, the sinner of the ages? However, Zhang can take all these things, but Senior Gu Xing, do you dare to tell the people of Tizhou? With the order of Zhang, you can summon 100,000 people. You always stand on the platform and give Zhang's crimes one by one to the people to see what their reaction will be!"

"Boy Zhang, I understand what you said. The people of Tizhou are indeed grateful to you. They are you giving them food and clothes. But how can the kindness of Tizhou be compared with the entire Middle Earth? Nowadays Middle Earth..." said the old man Gu Xing.

"Senior Gu Xing!" Zhang Jiao interrupted the old man Gu Xing and said in a deep voice: "There were two million people in Tizhou. After the drought, only more than one million people were left. Zhang has the kindness of these more than one million people! It is enough!"

"...Oh! I am a martial artist. I can't tell you, but no matter what, you did something wrong! This! I, the old man, can be sure of it!" Old Man Gu Xing sighed.

"Hahaha..." Zhang Jiao chuckled cheerfully and continued: "Leave right and wrong to judge later generations. In today's world, no one will admit that Zhang is wrong!"

"Okay, okay, there is no need to argue about right or wrong." Taoist Fufeng interrupted, then turned to look at Zhang Jiao and said, "Donald Zhang, as long as you follow what you said, you will immediately go overseas after the auction is completed. The four of us will not make things difficult for you. I hope you keep your promise."

"Master Fufeng, Zhang is indeed intentionally going abroad, but it is a different matter, not afraid of you. Why not do this? After the auction is over, Zhang asks you some advice and practices, so that Zhang can see the style of the older generation of master warriors! How about it!?" Zhang Jiao said calmly.

When the people around him heard Zhang Jiao's words, they understood that Zhang Jiao was going to challenge several masters. Since he was a challenge from a master-level warrior and was said in public, then in the future, of course, it would not be four to one, but one to one, otherwise the face of the master would be lost.

"No, the old Taoist is not the original intention. If you don't intend to be an enemy of Mr. Zhang, you don't need to compete." Taoist Fufeng refused.

"I have not reached the level of a master yet. I am not a rival to Mr. Zhang, so there is no need to compete." Taoist Guiyu said immediately.

"I am almost buried in the soil. Do you still want to fight with me? Are you bullying me, an old bone? If you don't fight, you can go find someone else to play with me." Old Man Gu Xing turned down the dispute with her joke.

"What a pity, what a pity." Zhang Jiao said regretfully.

At this time, Zhu Jiukang, who had been sitting at the top of the banquet, suddenly stood up, turned around to look at the northeast corner, and said loudly: "Since Boy Zhang is looking for someone to compete, it's better to have a few moves with me!"

In an instant, the whole hall was silent, and the drums, music, singing and dancing stopped.

Zhang Jiao turned around and turned his eyes to Zhu Jiukang. Zhu Jiukang paused for a few seconds, as if he wanted to see through Zhu Jiukang. A few seconds later, Zhang Jiao said calmly: "Forget it, Zhang doesn't want to have another charge of murdering the Marshal of the Ming Dynasty. Zhang can't afford this charge."

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Late at night, the banquet at the City Lord's Mansion ended.

Zhang Yuan returned to Zhang's mansion in a carriage. After returning to the mansion, Zhang Yuan washed up, then walked into the bedroom, lay on the bed, recalling the passage of the banquet tonight. At this time, he had a deeper understanding of Zhang Jiao, heroic, domineering, and full of heroic nature!

Zhang Yuan compared Zhang Jiao with himself, and Zhang Yuan was a little confused for a moment...

"Is it interesting to live so tolerantly?"

Such questions kept hovering in Zhang Yuan's mind, and Zhang Yuan's thoughts became complicated, and various emotions surged into his heart, making him feel that his life was real and a little frustrated!

As he thought about it, Zhang Yuan suddenly felt like he was rushing to his head with passion. He seemed to be about to burst out in his body and mind. He felt that he should do something earth-shaking! He also made himself full of curiosity and domineeringness!

However, after a moment, Zhang Yuan sighed, as if the balloon was deflated, all his emotions were vented, and he took a few deep breaths and said to himself: "Don't be impulsive, don't be reckless, don't be stupid, otherwise he will die! Death is not scary, it's worth it..."
Chapter completed!