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Chapter Fifty-ninth: Falling Cups for Numbers

The situation of the Jinyiwei is more serious than Zhang Jing thought.

Because of Wei Zhongxian's rise, the Dongchang, which was directly controlled by the eunuchs, became the absolute superior among the factory guards.

Even a Dongchang player can dominate the world.

All the Jinyiwei can do is bully ordinary people.

Once Zhang Jingyi prohibits the captains and strong men of the Hundred Houses from doing this, even though these new captains and strong men have not yet been infected with bad habits, what will happen over time?

No morale.

Complaints abound.

Being apart from the morality.

His family has become an empty schema.

Zhang Jing took a deep breath, and he knew that he should deal with the problem calmly at this time.

So he picked up the teacup, took a sip, and showed a long-lost smile: "Jiang Jian..."

"Ah... is here..." Jiang Jian quickly responded.

Zhang Jingyi said: "Later, you go to the Dongchang of Baihu Office in Qingpingfang to ask about the Jiannu's case in Qingpingfang. I always feel that the case is strange. The owner of the house does not look like Jiannu's work, but more like these Dongchang's actors who fabricate charges and falsely accused good people. Then they make a fuss and take the opportunity to blackmail. This is not a trivial matter, you can find out clearly."

Jiang Jian bowed, "Hey."

Zhang Jing let out a long sigh.

When Jiang Jian took the order and left, he finished a cup of tea and walked out of the lobby, he saw that the two brothers were still standing outside, and many idle captains and Lishi stopped far away to watch.

This made Wang Cheng feel embarrassed and covered his face.

Deng Jianze sneered from the side: "Brother, even if you cover your face, everyone will recognize you."

When he saw Zhang Jing come out, Deng Jian stopped talking.

Zhang Jingyi's heart almost softened, and he wanted to call his two righteous brothers to come into the hall to rest, but when he thought about it, he seemed to have another idea, so he simply went back to the lobby.

"The third brother is very strange recently." Wang Cheng said with his face covering.

"I also saw it. Alas... I've been a hundred households and I'm not happy to guard the other side. If it were me..."

"Okay, silence. My third brother took the gun and medicine today, so don't recruit him again. He is a hundred households here, so he naturally has the final say in everything. When he gets home, he will be the younger brother. Then he will deal with him."

It's noon at sunset.

Zhang Suhua came with a food box and delivered food to the three brothers.

Eat it in a hurry.

At this time, someone outside made a quick voice: "Zhang Baihu, Zhang Baihu..."

Zhang Jing rushed out of the lobby and saw two lieutenants supporting Jiang Jian who was limping into the hundred-household office.

Zhang Jing frowned: "What's going on?"

At this time, more and more lieutenants and lieutenants gathered.

Jiang Jian had a bruised nose and swollen face. He barely bowed and said, "Hundred households, humble...humble..."

"After saying this!"

"Go down and go to Qingpingfang, Dongchang, to sort out the Qingshen, to ask about the case, and accidentally had an argument with Dongchang's actor..."

"So they hit you?"

"I'm so humble and die." Jiang Jian looked silent and was very afraid that Zhang Jing would get angry.

Zhang Jing was so angry that she couldn't speak.

It's nothing to be beaten.

But after being beaten, he didn't see any resentment in Jiang Jian. Instead, he was afraid and felt that he was wrong.

The captains and strong men who were surrounding him suddenly became uproar.

Everyone whispered in a low voice: "It's too reckless to force the King of Hell."

"Will the East Factory take its anger on our entire hundred-household office?"

These comments were faintly heard in Zhang Jingyi's ears. Zhang Jingyi had already understood in his heart that everyone's horror about the East Factory had been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Jiang Jian said with a sad face: "I'm so humble that I die."

"Can you ask anything about that case?"

Jiang Jian shook his head and said, "They said, don't ask what shouldn't be asked."

Zhang Jing held her hands behind her back, her chest undulated a few times, tried hard to evenly adjust her breathing, and then sighed: "No wonder you are, you are not seriously injured, please come and have a doctor to take a look."

He then turned around and saw the other captains and strongmen, most of whom were in the mentality of the troublemakers.

This is actually not difficult to understand. These hundred households are just a place where everyone can live by paying money and living a life of money. There is no cohesion here.

Zhang Jing turned around and went back to the central hall. In the central hall, Zhang Suhua was a female family member and was inconvenient to come out. When he saw Zhang Jingyi, he said, "I vaguely heard something happened. Third brother, is it okay."

Zhang Suhua's beautiful cheeks were filled with care.

Now that she and the people of the Zhang family depend on each other, her original family has been completely uprooted. After these days, she has treated Zhang Tianlun as her own father and Zhang Jingyi as her own brother.

Zhang Jing's face calmed down and looked like nothing happened: "It's nothing, it's just a lieutenant who had some disputes with someone, but..."

"But what?"

"But I need to ask my sister to help me. I thought about it. Although I have been in office for several days, I have not been happy with my brothers. So I thought, I would like to invite everyone to have a banquet today. This banquet is set up in the office. It is just a hurry, but I don't know if the wine and food can be prepared as soon as possible."

Zhang Suhua smiled sweetly: "These are some trivial matters, so I will go with Yun'er to arrange for you."

Yun'er is the maid invited by Zhang's new family.

Zhang Suhua said: "Since you are treating your brothers to dinner, you can't be stingy. Now the family is not short of money. I know there is a restaurant in Anqingfang, and the food and drinks are good. Let Yun'er go and order first and teach them to prepare early."

"Okay." Zhang Jingyi answered concisely and powerfully.

I heard that the hundred households actually invited everyone to drink, and suddenly the whole hundred households was in full bloom.

Everyone was active and went around to search for tables and chairs. There were seven or eight large tables on the courtyard of the back yamen house of the hundred households.

By the afternoon, all the wine and food had been delivered.

Zhang Jingyi sat in the upper position, letting the two righteous brothers sit on both sides of him, and then pulled the injured Jiang Jian to sit close to him.

Everyone sat down, but no sound was made.

It was not until Zhang Jing moved the chopsticks that everyone became noisy.

Occasionally, someone will come to toast.

Zhang Jingyi was disrespectful.

All I drink is rice wine, and due to the current brewing technology, the alcohol content is very low.

This is no problem for Zhang Jingyi.

Deng Jian and Wang Cheng also gradually let go.

For a moment, the back yamen was in a state of joy.

Everyone praised Zhang Baihu for being generous.

Zhang Jing smiled so well, but... only he knew that the shrill shouts from last night were always lingering in his mind.

At this time, Jiang Jian, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, limped to Zhang Jingyi, holding a wine cup and said, "If it weren't for Zhang Baihu, my family would still be drinking the northwest wind, Zhang Baihu... I'll give you a glass."

Zhang Jingyi could feel the slightly drunk Jiang Jian’s true feelings at this time.

Zhang Jingyi said: "You suffered today."

"I dare not...I dare..." Jiang Jian shook his head quickly.

So after pushing the glass, I took a sip of wine.

Zhang Jingyi drank the wine in the bowl clean.

then……

Zhang Jing wiped his mouth one by one.

Many captains and Lis were paying attention to this place and burst into laughter.

At this moment, Zhang Jing shook the bowl in one hand.

"He's!"

What Zhang Jing scolded was mixed with the crisp sound of the porcelain bowl falling to the ground.

Bang!

This suddenly... the laughter ended abruptly.

Everyone looked at Zhang Jing in surprise.

Zhang Jingyi was furious at this time, and the broken porcelain was still spinning.

The captain and the strong men were stunned, and seemed to have held their breath for a moment.

This huge courtyard is already a whirlpool!
Chapter completed!
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