Chapter Fifty-One: Reunion of Old Friends

  After much hardship, Qin Kan finally tricked Tang Yin into producing a collection of poems and compiling the Journey to the West. For the sake of silver, he would stop at nothing, and the several hundred taels of silver he had earned with great difficulty were spent in the blink of an eye. At this moment, the wrapping cloth for the silver was cleaner than Qin Kan's face.

  Qin Kan's heart was broken into pieces.

  It's so expensive to maintain the national machine, and this is just a basic hundred households in the Ming dynasty official army. Thinking about it, all the emperors of the Ming dynasty are quite pitiful. Being an emperor is not easy, those ambitious people who are eager to seize power should wake up and think carefully whether their behavior is worth it. They can throw away the responsibilities that others can bear, but instead, they take them all on themselves, aren't they stupid?

  At noon, Qin Kan sat stupidly in the inner room, tightly clutching the empty package skin, his eyes dull and lifeless, as if mourning the loss of youth, and... silver?

  Internally, several hundred taels of silver had been spent to buy the loyalty of his subordinates. Qin Kan was very clear that this kind of loyalty was only temporary, and its validity period was before the silver was spent.

  Moreover, there is also a Tu Zongqi beside him who is watching with sinister intentions. If Qin Kan makes any mistakes, this ambitious Tu Zongqi will not hesitate to incite his brothers to make trouble and isolate him. If Qin Kan wants to slap him again, it's likely that he won't be able to convince the crowd easily.

  Stroking his chin, Qin Kan was thinking that he must give Zhuo Zong a lesson that would last a lifetime, otherwise there would always be a thorn by his side pricking at his eyes, and this hundred households leader position would be very depressing to hold.

  Buy several trusted brothers, beat him with a stick in a sack at midnight?

  It's possible, however, Lord Qin Baihu is currently short of money to buy brothers...

  If someone else were in this situation, Qin Kan would kindly advise him to just knock himself out and be done with it.

  The peaceful days didn't last for two days, trouble came again.

  This time trouble has come in a very unexpected way.

  In the late afternoon, Qin Kan gathered his brothers in the courtyard and was saying things like "repaying the emperor's kindness, dying for it" when the fragile gate of the courtyard was violently kicked open, and a loud voice came in.

  "Who said I dare come? He dares to hit me? Get out and die!"

  As soon as the words fell, a large group of family servants and gatekeepers rushed into the courtyard with clubs in their hands.

  A crowd of rough-looking men surrounded a young nobleman, who was fanning himself with a folding fan and wearing a long white robe with a jade belt around his waist, walking in with his nose upturned.

  Qin Kan fixed his eyes on him and almost burst out laughing.

  Xu Pengju this guy, wherever he goes, has a look that's begging to be beaten, and he really deeply underestimates the extent of Xiao Gongzi's arrogance in Nanjing.

  The Jin Yiwei guards under the courtyard were stunned, and a hint of pride flashed in the eyes of Zhuo Zongqi, which was caught by Qin Kan.

  Qin Kan's anger suddenly surged to his head, and he suddenly understood what was going on.

  Spread rumors to infuriate Xiao Gongzi, provoke him to come and seek trouble, and use a borrowed knife to kill him.

  Very well, plotting against one's superior is not mentioned, yet there is rebellion within...

  Far away, Little Master Xu Pengjiu still swaggered like a swan in a flock of ducks, his nostrils always pointing to the sky, and his mouth shouting non-stop.

  "You think your little thousand-household manor is impressive? I say tear it down and it's gone, Lei Hong wouldn't even dare fart in my presence. What? You think I don't have the guts to tear down your hundred-household manor? Ha! That's a joke of epic proportions... Wait, isn't that... isn't that..."

  Xu Pengju looked at Qin Kan in front of him with a smile and didn't say a word, he was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed: "...... Pizza brother!"

  Qin Kan: "......"

  Look at this nonsense he's spouting, can't even come up with a decent name, and yet he calls himself... Pizza Brother.

  Ignoring the passionate and unreasonable young master, Qin Kan sternly shouted: "The Brocade Guard is the imperial eagle hound, how can we be intimidated by a group of spoiled aristocratic family servants and slaves? Brothers, let's fight!"

  The Jin Yiwei who had just been stunned and didn't dare to move, upon hearing Qin Kan's words, all turned their heads in shock and stared at him.

  From their eyes, Qin Kan could see that this was a gaze at a madman.

  At the moment of silence, a gleam of joy flashed in General Tu's eyes. He had been waiting for this sentence. If things were to be made big, he just wanted to thoroughly offend the new hundred-house lord and make him lose face in front of the young master.

  Tu Zongqi suddenly raised the scabbard of his embroidered spring knife and shouted: "The hundred households let us fight, brothers! We must follow orders! Young master, I'm sorry, military orders are hard to disobey..."

  Boom!

  Tu's brothers under his command charged forward without hesitation, their sword hilts clashing with the house guards of the Wei State Duke's mansion.

  Ding Zongqi hesitated and looked at Qin Kan's face, seeing that the hundred households under his feet were as stable as Mount Tai, with a confident expression on his face. The oath of death made Ding Zongqi no longer hesitate, and he led his brothers into the crowd with a swing of his knife scabbard.

  Xu Pengjie obviously didn't expect Qin Kan to suddenly give this order, and he was taken aback. He then hastily asked, "Hey, Pizza brother, what's the meaning of this? Don't you recognize me... Ah! Who hit me?"

  Taking advantage of Xu Pengju's momentary distraction, Tou Zongbai, who was hiding in the dark, suddenly struck Xu Pengju's arm with a cold knife sheath.

  Xu Pengju's temper was originally not very good, and now he finally burst into rage.

  "Give it to the little master! Beat him hard!"

  A melee ensued.

  In the small courtyard, more than 200 people were tangled together, for a time, people and horses overturned, wailing incessantly, countless bullets and saliva flew by, the smoke and dust stirred up, the killing atmosphere filled the sky, the scene was chaotic and confusing...

  In the chaos, Xu Pengji, who was in a sorry state, finally squeezed to Qin Kan's side with great difficulty and watched the battle calmly.

  "Hey, Qin! Have you gone mad? You're hitting an acquaintance? Don't you recognize me?" Xu Peng shouted angrily.

  "Sorry, I just recognized you..."

  "You... weren't satisfied with beating me up in Shaoxing, now you're beating me up again here?" Xu Peng shouted, clutching his arm in shock and anger.

  Qin Kan gave him a glance and said indifferently: "I didn't hit you..."

  "You hit me!"

  "Who hit you and you still went back? Did Young Master suddenly become a vegetarian and start chanting Buddha?" Still with an indifferent tone.

  Xu Peng looked at him with a puzzled expression: "I hit your subordinate, don't you resent me?"

  At first, Xu Pengju said that he recognized Qin Kan as a friend, and Xu Pengju was still very righteous towards his friends.

  Qin Kan smiled and said: "You hit my other subordinates, I will definitely remember the hatred, but the one just now is an exception."

  Xu Peng was stunned, staring at him for a while, then let out a faint sigh: "I feel like I've been calculated by you again..."

  When he turned his face, Xu Pengju's expression had become extremely ferocious and frightening. Pointing at Zhuo Zongqi who was jumping around in the arena with extraordinary liveliness, Xu Pengju shouted loudly: "Come on, beat him until even his mother can't recognize him!"

  "Yes!" The evil servants responded in unison.

  Immediately afterwards, a group of people locked onto their target and surrounded him, unleashing an inhumanly brutal beating on Zhuo Zongtang...

  "In the chaos of battle, General Tu's flag was waving anxiously and angrily: 'How dare you only attack me...'"

  The voices of protest grew fainter and fainter until they disappeared...

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