Chapter 3 The most vicious curse [Part 2]

"Qingyuan Temple?" Zhang Yuan heard that his mother had gone out to Qingyuan Temple, and suddenly had the idea of ​​going out to go out. Since he came to Tizhou County, he has been locked up at home. He had temporarily forgotten the idea of ​​going out because of copy and martial arts matters, but at this moment he suddenly wanted to go out and take a look.

"Auntie, I want to go shopping on the street." Zhang Yuan said.

Zhang Liu frowned and said, "It's too messy outside, and there's nothing to visit..."

"Auntie, let me go out. I stay at home every day and I'm almost suffocating." Zhang Yuan begged as if he was pitiful.

"Sister, let Yuan'er go out for a walk. At worst, I'll send a few more guards to follow him. Today is Yuan'er's thirteenth birthday, so let him be happy, happy." Erniang said with a helping voice.

Zhang Song looked at Er Niang, then nodded, and said to Zhang Yuan: "Okay, I'll let you go out for a walk, but you have to take the guards with you, and you must come back before the evening. Someone will come to celebrate your birthday in the evening. You must remember not to be rude at that time."

"Thank you aunt, thank you second wife, I will definitely come back before evening." Zhang Yuan said with a smile.

Zhang Yuan walked out of the Zhang Mansion gate with a smile, and followed him with Zhang Sihu, and there were two strong guards. Zhang Yuan walked in front, Zhang Sihu and two guards walked behind, with a young master shopping style, which was very eye-catching.

After Zhang Yuan walked out of the house, he walked east along Cross Street and wanted to go to the center of the city. However, he didn't go far away and saw a chaos ahead, a large group of refugees gathered together, clamoring, pushing and shoving, and it seemed that this was about to fight.

When Zhang Yuan saw the excitement in front, he wanted to go forward to take a look, but as soon as he raised his foot, Zhang Sihu immediately grabbed his arm and said, "Young master, the front is too messy, so we can't avoid it, so as not to be injured."

Zhang Yuan glanced at Zhang Sihu, then looked at the chaotic scene in front, and then asked: "What's wrong with that? Why is there no one caring about the fight in the street?"

"Those people are fighting for territory, and they fight very fiercely. Young Master, let's retreat quickly." Zhang Sihu said.

"Fight for territory? Are they from the gang?" Zhang Yuan asked.

"It's not a gang. They are all refugees who are affected by the disaster. There are too many refugees, but there are only a few places for porridge in the city. It is impossible for all refugees to grab the porridge, so some refugees gather together to squeeze out some refugees..." Zhang Sihu explained.

"How can you be so selfish!" Zhang Yuan said angrily.

"Young Master, most of these people have wives and children. They are not selfish. The wives and children have to go hungry. They are all forced to do so." A guard behind Zhang Yuan suddenly spoke.

"Then others have different wives, children! If you steal other people's porridge, won't your wives and children starve to death?" Zhang Yuan scolded.

"Young Master, most people are too busy with this world in this world, so they have no time to care for others." The guard spoke again.

Zhang Yuan was stunned at first, and then carefully looked at the guard who was talking to him. He was strong, had a firm face, a sharp eyebrows, an eagle-eyed nose, and a slightly hooked nose. He seemed a little unruly. At this time, Zhang Yuan suddenly felt that the guard in front of him was a little unusual. As a servant, the guard in front of him was inevitably a little timid when talking to his master, but the guard in front of him was very calm.

Although Zhang Yuan was young and did not give people pressure, the master was the master, and the servant was the servant. In this world, if the master wanted a servant to die, there were a thousand ways, and if the servant wanted to escape death, he had to think of a thousand ways to deal with it. Therefore, when the servant faced the master, he was walking on thin ice and wanted to talk calmly, unless the servant had extraordinary skills or high-level martial arts.

"What's your name?" Zhang Yuan asked with interest.

"Go back to the young master, the youngest is Wu Shuang, Gu Tian Wu, Xue Shuang." Wu Shuang said in the hospital guard.

"Wu Shuang? The surname is Wu? You are not a branch of our Zhang family? Then how did you become our Zhang family guarding?" Zhang Yuan asked.

"When I go back to the young master, I was recommended to enter the Zhang family by the master. I served as a nursing home for half a year. I will resign from my nursing home in half a year." Wu Shuang said.

"Recommended by the Master? Then what sect are you from?" Zhang Yuan asked intrigued.

"Go back to the young master, the youngest one is a disciple of the Qingyuan Temple." Wu Shuang said.

"Qingyuan Temple? Qingyuan Temple in our county?" Zhang Yuan asked again.

"Yes, young master." Wu Shuang replied.

"I thought Qingyuan Temple was an ordinary temple, but I didn't expect it to be a martial arts sect. Is the martial arts of your Qingyuan Temple powerful? What kind of martial arts are there in the town sect?" Zhang Yuan asked happily.

"This, I am just a disciple of the vulgar sect and have not been ordained. I don't know the secrets in the sect." Wu Shuang said hesitantly.

Zhang Yuan wanted to ask something more, but at this time, the refugees not far away started to fight, hundreds of people were fighting, fighting, scolding, crying, and chaos.

"Young Master, let's retreat again to avoid being injured." Zhang Sihu suggested.

Zhang Yuan looked at the refugees fighting not far away, feeling sad and palpitations, and finally sighed and said, "Forget it, let's not go shopping, let's go back."

As the evening approached, the Zhang Mansion began to become lively. People from the main gate came and went. There were as many as a hundred people coming to congratulate Zhang Yuan, the fourth son of the Zhang Mansion, on his thirteenth birthday. These people were all from all walks of life, and there were even a few called Taoist priests, monks and beggars. It was amazing and puzzled.

The banquet started, and the guests were playing and drank. The whole courtyard was noisy. In the main hall, there were three other banquets, one table was the family of Zhang's mansion, the second table was the powerful and generals of the county town of Tizhou, and the last table was a Taoist priest, a monk and a beggar. The most amazing thing was that Zhang Liang, the actual ruler in Tizhou, also sat on the third table.

Before the banquet started, Zhang Yuan noticed Zhang Jiao. Zhang Jiao was his second uncle, but he had never seen Zhang Jiao before. Today was the first time he saw his second uncle. After seeing Zhang Jiao, he was shocked to be "heavenly man". Zhang Jiao had a slender body, a red face, his arms were over the knees, his face was not angry but powerful, and there was also a superior aura, or he called him domineering.

"Damn! The second uncle can't be Liu, Guan, and Zhang together, right? He's so domineering!" Zhang Yuan said to himself.

While Zhang Yuan was secretly complaining, his father Zhang Liang touched him. Zhang Yuan got his father's prompt, so he stood up from his seat as his father stood up...

"Everyone, I am thirteen years old. I am so lucky to invite you today. I will give you a cup to show your heart." Zhang Liang raised it and was then drunk in one sip, and Zhang Yuan also drank the wine in his glass with his father's actions.

"Captain Zhang, you are kind." Everyone responded one after another, and drank the wine in their glasses at the same time.

After Zhang Liang sat down, Zhang Yuan hurriedly sat down, but the atmosphere of the banquet did not turn cold. Instead, a few inexplicable characters jumped out, chatting and joking, making the atmosphere of the banquet very lively.

"Who are these people?" Zhang Yuan asked quietly to the third brother beside him.

"The person arranged by Uncle Second." Zhang Dao returned softly.

Zhang Yuan glanced at the people who were energetic in the atmosphere and felt inexplicably. Is it necessary to have such an energetic atmosphere for a birthday?

After three rounds of wine, Zhang Jiao, who was at the same table with the Taoist priests and monks, suddenly stood up, and as the Zhang family stood up, the banquet suddenly became silent...

Zhang Jiao picked up the wine glass, raised it around, and said, "Everyone, now that the people are in trouble today, the Zhang family should not be so extravagant. However, today's move is to invite everyone to take advantage of my nephew's thirteenth birthday, and gather together to discuss the current situation, give a glimmer of vitality for the people of the world, and find food for the people."

As soon as Zhang Jiao finished speaking, a middle-aged scholar stood up and said, "Mr. Zhang Jiao's words are reasonable! Nowadays, the people in Tizhou are living in poverty, but the government is obeying the rules and doing nothing. However, we all here cannot remain silent. People's hearts are full of flesh. When we see the villagers suffering, we should extend our hands."

"Everyone wants to help, but after all, we are weak and we have written to the court several times to ask the court for disaster relief. However, the court's principles are not correct now, and the memorials are sinking to the sea, and even a wave is not turned up. Alas," Zhang Jiao sighed.

"Mr. Zhang Jiao, don't sigh. Now the court is incorrect and you can't count on it when you go straight to the court. However, the King of Tizhou has ignored the lives and deaths of the people. The taxes have increased over the years. This year, the natural disaster has not opened warehouses and released grain. He is actually a traitor!" The middle-aged scholar said angrily.

"I suggest that the King of Tizhou should be impeached and the warehouse should be opened and grain should be released. What do you think!?"

"What kind of impeachment!? The court is useless. What's the use of impeachment? Just kill the King of Tizhou! Let's open the warehouse and release grain!" At this time, a strong man suddenly shouted.

The strong man's words were really a bit reckless and very artificial. Outsiders could tell at a glance that he was acting, but such artificial words received responses from most people.

"Yes! Kill the King of Tizhou!"

"We are fucking the damn, kill the King of Tizhou! Open the warehouse and release the grain!"

"Look for the people to have a glimmer of chance! Give them a bite of food!"

"Your words make our blood boil. Killing the King of Tizhou, opening the warehouse and releasing grain is the most urgent task! However, the snake cannot do without a head. Let's briefly discuss, let's elect one person as the leader, and after overthrowing the King of Tizhou, there will be another leader in command of Tizhou, how about it?"

"I agree!"

"No problem, hurry, hurry, let's discuss, who should lead?"

"Everyone, I suggest that Mr. Zhang Jiao be the leader. What do you think?"

"Mr. Zhang Jiao comes from a family of people, and his ancestors are Zhang Hui, the founding general. Mr. Zhang Jiao inherits the traditions of his ancestors and has excellent military strategies. I think Mr. Zhang Jiao is the most suitable candidate. What do you think?"

"What Brother Lu Heng said is very true. Mr. Zhang Jiao is indeed the most suitable candidate. I agree with Mr. Zhang Jiao as our leader!"

"I agree!"

"I agree too!"

At this time, Zhang Jiao stood up again and said, "Thank you for your kindness. Zhang should have been clean. However, if the people of the world suffer, how can Zhang stay out of the matter? Since you have elected Zhang as the leader, Zhang will do his best to seek vitality for the people of the world and will live up to your trust!"

Zhang Yuan sat next to his father, silently commenting on all this happening, not knowing whether to cry or laugh. A birthday banquet turned into a rebellion conference. Moreover, this rebellion conference was too fake, just like filming, too artificial and too bloody.
Chapter completed!