The song ended.
Zhang Ronghua stopped and put away the jade flute. He walked to Zheng Fugui and stopped. Seeing him practice his fist, hurried footsteps sounded outside. He frowned and used his soul power to check. A huge soul power enveloped the residence. Two teams of Golden Dragon Envoys rushed over and met up with Xu Changming and the others.
Someone stepped forward and muttered softly in his ear.
Xu Changming's eyes flickered with a fierce light. He looked coldly in the direction of the residence and shot out terrifying killing intent. Thinking of the grievances he had suffered a few days ago, he could finally take revenge today. He swore that he would torture and kill his family in front of Zhang Ronghua.
"Do it!"
He kicked open the courtyard door and quickly rushed in. The other people from the True Dragon Hall also drew their weapons immediately and followed him into the courtyard.
In the backyard.
Zhang Ronghua's face was cold, and his eyes were murderous. "Let's go!"
Zheng Fugui hurriedly stopped and rushed out with his cousin.
Seeing this, Zhang Qin and Zheng Shan also took out their weapons and were on guard, but they did not go over. They protected Zheng Rou and the others here and did not cause trouble for them.
In the front yard.
Both sides stopped and looked at each other coldly.
Xu Changming revealed a ruthless and mocking expression. "Let's see who can protect you this time!"
Swoosh!
He leaned forward and the aura of a Great Grandmaster erupted. He pulled out a huge bag in anger and whipped it at Zhang Ronghua's face with 100% strength.
Clap! Clap!
Two crisp slaps sounded. Like last time, it was still not from Zhang Ronghua. An old man appeared in front of him. He was dressed in a green robe. Who else could it be but Uncle Zhong?
Compared to Su Qiutang, Uncle Zhong was more civilized.
After whipping him, she did not humiliate him, but the force of these two slaps was even greater than hers. It directly knocked him unconscious. It seemed that it had crippled his cultivation.
Seeing this, the others from the True Dragon Hall, including the soldiers who rushed in, were all stunned.
A White Dragon Envoy summoned his courage and stepped forward. He knew Uncle Zhong and knew that he was the butler of the Grand Tutor's residence. He cupped his fists and bowed, saying respectfully, "Why did you stop us?"
He was not even qualified to make Uncle Zhong look at him squarely.
He turned around and looked at Zhang Ronghua with a kind smile. "He's not like a young man. He doesn't have any drive at all."
Zhang Ronghua smiled bitterly. 'He was crippled by you before I could attack.'
However, he respected Uncle Zhong from the bottom of his heart.
"I've embarrassed myself."
"You were ordered to protect Miss back to her hometown to pay respects to her ancestors, but you got into trouble. We didn't do well enough. Master asked me to come over and give you something."
He took out a calligraphy piece with golden edges. The paper was moon-white and made of a special material that contained a rich scholarly aura.
He pointed with his finger.
The copy spread out and floated in the air. There was only the word 'loyal' written on it. It was signed—Grand Tutor, stamped with his seal. Other than that, there was nothing else.
However, this word was different. Golden light flickered and contained extremely powerful power. It was actually written with righteousness. Even if it was casually done, the righteousness contained in it could not be compared to this word.
Zhang Ronghua understood what the Grand Tutor meant and put away the calligraphy. "I don't dare to refuse the elder's gift. Junior thanks the Grand Tutor!"
"Yes." Uncle Zhong nodded in satisfaction.
He looked at the people from the True Dragon Hall.
"Get lost!"
They did not even dare to fart. They hurriedly fled with the crippled Xu Changming.
"This matter is settled here. No one dares to make an issue of you anymore. You can go wherever you want."
Zheng Fugui was anxious and hurriedly asked, "Really?"
"You can see for yourself!"
They chatted for a while and sent him out of the residence.
He returned to the backyard and told his parents the good news.
Seeing that the storm had passed and he had survived safely, he smiled.
Zheng Rou and her uncle's wife helped her grandfather leave and gave up the space.
Zhang Qin said seriously, "Being with you is like being with a tiger. Any storm will be consigned to eternal damnation."
Zheng Fugui interrupted. "Resign?"
"Shut up!" His uncle expected better from him. If he hadn't been sitting far away, he would have slapped his head.
"Look at your cousin, calm and collected. He doesn't panic when something happens. Look at you. You jumped in to speak before your uncle could finish. Can't you grow some brains?"
Zheng Fugui lowered his head and pouted. He thought to himself, 'I'm not smart. It's all because you didn't have a good life.'
Zhang Qin continued, "I've discussed it with your uncle. Although this trouble has been resolved, we've still unknowingly offended some people. If we don't have power, even if you resign, they'll think of ways to take revenge after leaving the capital."
Zhang Ronghua understood what his father meant and tried his best to climb up. The more power he had, the less likely others dared to touch him. For example, Su Qiutang and Uncle Zhong were both huge figures. Each of them was more powerful than the other. After publicly crippling Xu Changming, the True Dragon Hall did not even dare to fart.
He was still young. When he grew to this level, others would look at him.
They chatted a little more.
Before his parents and the others left, his uncle warned Zheng Fugui fiercely that if he dared to go to Heaven on Earth again, he would break his legs.
In the lobby.
"Cousin, what should we do now?"
"To the East Palace!"
He closed the courtyard door and rushed towards the East Palace.
As they walked on the streets, the citizens in the city no longer dared to discuss it. It seemed that this matter had been suppressed. Many people had probably died behind it.
They arrived at the East Palace.
Ma Ping'an was still guarding the door. As if guessing that they were coming, he welcomed them warmly. "You're here!"
"I'll buy you a drink later."
This incident made Zhang Ronghua recognize some people. In the storm, it was rare for him to trust him as usual.
"Heavenly Fragrance Tower?"
"Alright!"
"His Highness is waiting for you. Go over!"
They entered the Hall of Proclamation.
Zhang Ronghua cupped his fists and bowed. "Greetings, Your Highness."
The Crown Prince was in a good mood. With a smile on his lips, he pointed at the chair beside him. "Sit."
Qing'er served tea and placed a cup of steaming tea in front of him.
"Thank you!"
He picked up his teacup, stamped the lid a few times, took a sip, and put it down.
"A Celestial Realm expert died. The Governor and the others were taken down and imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Justice."
There were four counties in the capital. The east, west, south, and north cities all had counties. They were high-quality. The status of the county magistrate was comparable to the county governor. Above the four county offices was the Shangjing Prefecture, and its status was comparable to the state capital.
Coupled with the death of a Celestial Realm expert, it could be seen how fierce this confrontation was.
"Has he been convicted?"
"Secret execution!"
"I want to send them on their way."
The Crown Prince smiled. He knew that he had suffered and wanted to vent. Naturally, he would not make things difficult for him for such a small matter. "When you get to the Ministry of Justice, say that I ordered it."
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
Putting away his smile, the Crown Prince's expression was serious as he said in a low voice, "The envoy of the Nanman Kingdom is coming tomorrow. I want to use this opportunity to lure out the mastermind."