The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 53 Don't Blame the Patriarch for Being Ruthless

"Zhang Zhenhu personally inspired."

"There is no doubt that some people have miscalculated the form and thought we would compromise with them."

"I think it is necessary for these people to understand that fate is in our hands, not them, and this wrong thinking must not take root in their minds."

"I don't know what's going on in Yangjiang at the moment, but I'm willing to give you the right to act according to circumstances. I believe you will handle this matter well and won't disappoint me. Zhang Hengliu."

Look at the writing on the paper.

Zhang Heng took a deep breath.

He has always been clear that Zhang Zhenhu is a radical in his heart and does anything by any means.

There is a fierce tiger hidden deep in his heart. Similarly, if he is not such a person, he will not be the head of the business, the future master of Baoping Mountain, which is why Zhang Heng reuses him.

So he knew very well what Zhang Zhenhu, who received this telegram, would do.

He will feel supported and recognized.

Zhang Zhenhu is a person who believes in solving problems by force. With this kind of support and recognition, he will do more radical than he expected.

He would lead troops into the gentry's homes, smash open their granaries, and buy their grain at extremely low prices.

Even when necessary, he would kill chickens to warn the monkeys, letting people know that the Zhang family is not easy to mess with, let alone mess with them.

And this is exactly what Zhang Heng wanted to do, but couldn't do.

There is also a reason for this.

With the gradual development of the militia, the armed forces have grown stronger day by day.

Zhang Heng is now surrounded by two factions, one is the civil service faction, headed by Zhang Zhentian, responsible for logistics operations and asset management.

The other faction was Zhang Zhenhu, the military attachés holding guns.

Zhang Zhenhu went to the county town when he was a teenager, and he broke into the sky in the county town. He is a role model for many young people in the Zhang family.

Later, Zhang Heng put him in charge of the militia group, which enhanced his prestige to a certain extent.

Today, with the militia group as the backbone, it has evolved into a group, a second group, and a third group.

But the core is still the old militia group, so invisibly, Zhang Zhenhu's momentum is even stronger.

Although Zhang Heng knew that Zhang Zhenhu was very loyal to him, there were some things that he had to guard against.

Let Zhang Zhenhu deal with these gentry and be this wicked man, just to cut off some of the thoughts he might have in the future that he shouldn't have.

People without thought, he must worry about.

Zhang Heng believes in the saying that only seven points are given to others, and three points are reserved for himself.

He will never completely, 100% trust a person.

So it's not just brothers Zhang Zhenhu, Zhang Zhentian, Zhang Dandan, Zhang Muzhi, Dakui, Xiaokui, he also has his own back-up arrangements.

However, Zhang Zhenhu was the first to be restrained.

"Huzi, in fact, I know that you want to be the brigade commander, in charge of three regiments, not the head of one regiment."

"I also know that you don't look down on the little Quina child, thinking that he is not qualified enough to be the head of the third regiment, and is on an equal footing with you."

"Actually, I know everything, but I can't satisfy you!"

"It's easy to share joys and sorrows, but it's hard to share wealth and honor. I let you do everything well, but I actually harm you and kill you."

"Instead, it's like this, you should do things and do things, and you should bear the blame, so that you can be like a tumbler and share weal and woe with me. I hope you can understand this truth, otherwise."

Zhang Heng said in a low voice, "There will be such a day, don't blame the patriarch for being cruel, you must know that I am the entire future of the Zhang family."

After talking, Zhang Heng picked up the second telegram.

The second telegram was sent by Zhang Zhentian. There was nothing important on it, it was all trivial matters.

For example, in the account settlement the day before yesterday, there were seven yuan of ocean expenses that I didn't know where it went. A group of people figured it out for a long time before they found out that the calculation was wrong.

Yesterday, during the construction of the factory, a worker hit his foot with a hammer and asked for three days of sick leave.

This morning, some clan members ridiculed other people's daughters-in-law, and the other party heard that the two sides had a fight, and their noses were broken.

Also, the wood that was pulled at noon was of insufficient specification and could not be used as beams and pillars, so it could only be used as leftover material.

In short, it's all trivial things about Chen sesame and rotten millet.

Zhang Heng watched with relish.

Evening
Tianjing South City, Maple Grove.

North Spring Garden Stage.

"it is good!"

There is a stage in the woods, and the cheers are endless.

Zhang Heng was leaning on a bamboo pole, sitting under the tree and closing his eyes, which was incompatible with the enthusiastic fans around him.

"Okay, see the reward!"

Every time there is a wonderful scene, everyone will put money on the stage.

Looking at the frenetic look of everyone, it is no different from modern people chasing stars, or even more.

"Thank you, thank you everyone."

When the song ends.

After nine o'clock in the evening, the actors came to the stage one after another to thank them.

Everyone reluctantly parted, in groups of three or five, discussing the performance clips just now, and when it came to the wonderful points, the spit was flying all over the place.

Another half hour.

When the people were almost gone, Zhang Heng slowly opened his eyes and whispered, "Go."

Whoosh! !

The paper figurine flew out from Zhang Heng's cuff and went straight to the backstage.

Zhang Heng didn't follow, because these singers are all brothers and sisters of Chu Meiren, unless it's crazy, it won't mess around.

"Chu Chu, Chu Chu is really you!"

Soon, a cry came from behind the stage: "When you left without saying goodbye, we looked for you for a long time and thought we would never see you again in this life."

"Is Master and everyone okay?"

"Okay, everything is fine, but Master is getting older, and his body is not as good as before."

Listening to the whispers inside, Zhang Heng closed his eyes and started to meditate again.

After an unknown amount of time, the stage where the lanterns were supposed to be closed, suddenly heard the sound of drama.

This voice is soft and moving, and the sound alone makes people imagined.

Zhang Heng sat cross-legged under the tree and couldn't help but glance up.

Into the eye, a delicate and beautiful woman in a dark blue costume is singing "Emperor Girl Flower" babblingly on the stage.

The lyrics are to the effect: "Borrow a cup to recommend Fengtai, the emperor's daughter will be fragrant with tears, I would like to die and thank my parents, with tears, tears, and sadness."

This is the first time Zhang Heng has seen Chu Meiren's true face.

Very beautiful
after an hour.

outside the theater.

"Why don't you tell them the truth?"

"What they need is not the truth."

"Right."

Under the moonlight, Zhang Heng walked slowly, leaning on a bamboo pole, and after taking a dozen steps, he paused for a while, and said, "Then you shouldn't lie to them, saying that you will be the concubine of Zhang Dashuai from Yangjiang County again, and you will also pay for it. Send my banknotes to everyone."

"no more chance."

silence
Zhang Heng suddenly felt a little sad and sighed: "I came back from Changbai Mountain and passed through Tianjing. You can come and see it again."

"No matter how you look at me, I'm still a ghost, not a human. I was so worried about scaring them just now."

Bang! !

The paper man exploded and turned into a ghost.

Chu Meiren's long hair covered her face, her black nails lifted her hair, revealing a pale face with white eyes without pupils: "It's like this!"

Looking at the horrible face in front of him.

Zhang Heng didn't speak for a long time, and after a long time he nodded silently: "Understood."

(End of this chapter)