NOVEL NEXT Chapter 27 - II
Fang Qichen looked at Zhang Mingyu again, calling him by his name: “I am warning you, Zhang Mingyu, please get out of the way! Later I will ask Yunxi to send a batch of the best flowers. Even if you want to plant eighteen bachelors, I will get them for you.”
Yunxi is who? The current emperor’s name was Li Yunxi.
In today’s Li Dynasty, there was no one with the same name as Li Yunxi, or even one with the same name as Yunxi. Fang Qichen moved the emperor out, and his attitude was decisive.
When the word Yunxi was mentioned, the teachers who were standing aside and wanted to persuade the chief, all shut up.
They couldn’t afford to offend Chief Fang, who had moved out of the emperor. Furthermore, some teachers really believed Fang Qichen’s words, looking at the flowers and feeling a chill down their backs.
But under the flowers, does Zhang Mingyu dare to let others dig it?
He didn’t dare; he was scared to death!
Zhang Mingyu was so panicked that he wished he could just die.
“Don’t touch my flowers!” Zhang Mingyu rushed forward in a panic and stretched out his hand to block the flowers.
His eyes were red, and he shouted, “I endure it again and again. If Fang Qichen dares to touch my flowers today, I will die for you!”
Thinking of Fang Qichen’s kindness to Qi Xinlan, Zhang Mingyu looked ferocious and said angrily: “I’ve loved Ah Lan so much that I’ve guard my body for her for ten years! Do you think Ah Lan wouldn’t be sad for me?”
There was no such thing as chastity in the Li Dynasty. It was rare to be so affectionate to stay alone for ten years. Listening to this statement, Zhang Kaiwei was moved and felt that it was not easy for his second uncle, and he really loved his wife.
Zhang Kaiwei spoke on behalf of his second uncle: “Second uncle is deeply in love, why are you making unreasonably request, Chief? How many people can stay pure for ten years without a companion?”
As soon as he saw Zhang Kaiwei speaking, Jing Xingzhi looked at him. With a movement, he swiftly swept past the Zhang family’s uncle and nephew.
He was a good disciple and could not leave his teacher alone.
Jing Xingzhi looked at Zhang Mingyu’s face and said, “Keep your body pure like a jade? That’s not true, Deputy Chief Zhang.”
What Jing Xingzhi said made everyone, including Zhang Mingyu, stunned.
He puased for a moment and went on to explain, “Deputy Chief Zhang has thick dark eyebrows, smooth crow’s feet, and vertical lines of adultery. Not to mention your indulgence, at least your needs are satisfied.”
Jing Xingzhi looked at Zhang Mingyu’s face, and his words were full of content. He pushed Zhang Mingyu’s face to the ground and hammered him.
After listening to the young disciple’s words, Fang Qichen glanced at a teacher who was good at these little things and found that the man looked at Zhang Mingyu’s face and kept nodding, confirming what the young disciple said, so he became even more angry.
“Then you go to hell! I didn’t agree with Ah Lan marrying you in the first place. If you hadn’t sneaked through the Qi family, you would never have married my Lan’er!” Fang Qichen said with a serious look on his face.
He didn’t like Zhang Mingyu very much in the first place, but allowed Zhang Mingyu to live in the academy just because Zhang Mingyu was the husband of his goddaughter Qi Xinlan.
Ten years ago, Zhang Mingyu and Qi Xinlan had a quarrel, and he asked Qi Xinlan to go back to her parents’ home alone on the second day of holiday.
Later, the convoy was encountered by robbers on the road, and the bodies of everyone in the group were found, except for his goddaughter, whose bones couldn’t be found.
At that time, Fang Qichen was deeply worried about this matter, so although he was kind to Zhang Mingyu, who was the husband his goddaughter, but he often lost his temper around the Qi Xinlan’s Memorial Day.
Fang Qichen was very angry. He looked at a tall and strong black man among the servants and ordered, “Knock him out!”
The tall and strong black man had practiced martial arts. He stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Mingyu, and slapped him. Zhang Mingyu fainted.
Zhang Kaiwei shrank when he looked at his second uncle who had fainted.
He looked at the teacher and disciple opposite him in panic, as if he were looking at villains.
Zhang Kaiwei considered himself a scholar and had always used his brain. He didn’t expect that he would encounter someone who would take action, leaving him helpless.
With a mournful face, Zhang Kaiwei hugged his second uncle in humiliation. Seeing his unconscious second uncle, he felt even more aggrieved.
A feeling of dissatisfaction surged into his heart. Zhang Kaiwei raised his head and accused the unreasonable people.
“Dig! You dig it, let’s see what you can dig something out today?! If you can’t dig out anything, you better think about how to explain it to my family!”
Fang Qichen raised his eyes and glared at this little brat and put down his harsh words:
“If nothing is dug out, the academy will be given to him!”
Fang Qichen gave the order, and the servants took out shovels and flower pots and started digging while removing flowers.
Jing Xingzhi was afraid that they would destroy the body of the dead man, so he pointed at the flowers and whispered to the tall and strong black man, “Strong man, dig around this flower, be careful.”
Everyone was looking at Fang Qichen. The Zhang’s uncle and nephew were watching on the sidelines, but few noticed Jing Xingzhi.
Even if they noticed him, it was normal for Jing Xingzhi, as a disciple, to serve Fang Qichen.
In addition to his low voice, only Fang Qichen, several old servants, and the black man glanced at Jing Xingzhi, and then carefully dug around the flowers.
One handful after another of soil was thrown out of the flowers until a wisp of blue semi-rotten sleeves mixed with silver light emerged from the soil, shocking everyone.
“Sir! I dug up a rotten blue sleeve.”