Zhang Guangyao said that Zhangjia Village was his private property for decades, so he no longer needs to think about whether he had honestly divided the land according to the imperial court's land distribution system.

Compared with those nobles who had not suffered before, who clamored to die rather than divide the land and refused to restore their status as a demilitarist, Zhao Dongting hated Zhang Guangyao even more.

And he was more angry at Zhang Guangyao's refusal to implement the land division system that repeatedly dispersed, and he was even more oppressing the people of Zhangjia Village.

It is not new to bullying the people for the sake of wealth and unkindness in this era, and it is not uncommon. However, it is not uncommon to take the imperial system seriously, which only shows that the imperial court is actually not majestic enough in the aristocratic class. This is the key to making Zhao Dongting angry and burn.

"Of course..."

Zhang Guangyao was unscrupulous and believed that Yu Quandong would not dare to interfere in this matter, nor did he take the young man who had just walked to the door seriously.

There is nothing wrong with brocade clothes and jade robes. Although Haikang County is not a big county, there are many young masters who can wear brocade clothes and jade robes.

Until he saw Zhao Dongting's face clearly, his voice stopped and his face turned gray in an instant.

As the most prominent person in Leizhou nobles, he once met Zhao Dongting when he was executing the order to redeem the favor. Later, the nobles in Leizhou plotted to assassinate, and Zhao Dongting simply killed them. Zhang Guangyao was lucky, and Zhao Dongting took the blame for his life, so he was able to continue to survive. Although people have been poking their backs behind him in recent years, life is still moist.

But this time, Zhang Guangyao understood that he would never be able to survive.

The moment he saw Zhao Dongting's face clearly, the pride and confidence that as the only nobles left in Leizhou disappeared.

Zhang Guangyao, who was wearing luxurious clothes, suddenly fell off his horse with a fat head and big ears.

This nobleman from Leizhou, who was once ranked second-rank in the Song Dynasty, had delicacies from mountains and seas all year round. He was afraid that he was blinded by lard and was scared to death.

"Master!Master!"

The dust was flying. The Zhang family servant hurriedly ran to the master's side, looked over and found that the master was just leaving, crying and shouting.

The green official robes all have ugly faces.

Zhang Guangyao died here, and he would have fewer financial supporters in the future. This matter would inevitably be a big deal, and even if he handled it, it would be a little troublesome.

As the only remaining noble in Leizhou, Zhang Guangyao's death did not end as well as ordinary people after death.

The bearded man looked up at Zhao Dongting.

He had never seen this young man in brocade and jade robe. After careful consideration, he still had no impression.

Since the court moved to Changsha, there are not many young masters left in this city, and he has an impression of them. In other words, this young master is either not from Haikang County or is not the kind of young master who is ready to go. These two are actually similar.

The strong dragon does not suppress the local snake, and they all have confidence. Even if this young master has some status in Xuwen or Bianxi counties, he will also be suppressed by Hikang, the capital of Leizhou.

Thinking of this, Dutou's eyes became a little cold, and he ordered with a stern voice and a stern voice: "Catch this murderer who killed Mr. Zhang!"
Chapter completed!