MTL - Drunk House-Chapter 494 Rampage (2 more)

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  Chapter 494 Rage (second update)

   Zhang Ping's head was buzzing, he wanted to arrest someone to settle the score, and for a moment he didn't know who to ask to settle the score, his eyes were bloodshot and furious, and he asked with bloodshot eyeballs: "Is what you said the truth?"

   "It's absolutely true. If the general doesn't believe it, you can go out and ask. Tens of thousands of Hebei troops can testify." The man was caught by the collar by Zhang Ping, and he couldn't breathe.

  As soon as he said this, Zhang Ping suddenly let go of him, and waved his hand angrily, "Come, come, call a few more people to ask questions."

  He still didn't believe it, how could he lose against Nanping's 30,000 soldiers with 200,000 troops? His second brother, Zhang Cheng, is not a wimpy person, otherwise, how could he entrust such an important matter to him?

  He asked again: "Where is the eldest son? You said he was captured?"

  He never got the news of Zhang Mao being captured. He thought that Zhang Mao led the way into Nanping, Zhang Cheng led the troops to respond, Zhang Yun was in charge of the hidden pile, and cooperated with Nangong's family to kill Su Rong.

  The man sighed heavily, "Yes, the Eldest Young Master was captured, and was escorted to the tower by Nanping Hou Shizi. The Second Master saw the Eldest Young Master, and couldn't bear to attack, so he didn't immediately attack the city."

   "Confused!" Zhang Ping really said angrily: "How can you not attack the city just because of Zhang Mao?"

  The man nodded, "So when my young master arrived in Nanping, he found that 200,000 soldiers and horses were stationed below the city, but they didn't attack the city. Hearing that it was the reason for the eldest son's capture, how could he delay the general's great cause? He immediately went to the barracks to convince the second master, but it was already too late..."

  Zhang Ping paced back and forth, furious, "Death is more than a crime."

   This sentence is scolding Zhang Cheng.

   "You can't teach a child, why don't you commit suicide?" Zhang Ping was furious.

   This sentence refers to Zhang Mao.

   "Missing me, a bunch of trash." Zhang Ping wished he could draw his knife and kill him.

  This sentence, even Zhang Yun scolded him together, thinking he was useless, how could he escape back in such a mess?

  Duan Xiao hurried in from the outside. Seeing Zhang Ping, who was furious, he quickly said: "General, quickly appease your anger. Anxious anger is not good for your health. You have to take care of your health before you can plan big things. The most urgent thing is to find a way. Since Nanping has lost the opportunity, we have to rush into the capital, kill the emperor and prince, and destroy the Yan family."

  Zhang Ping gradually stopped cursing, looked at Duan Xiao, "200,000 soldiers and horses, only 40,000 soldiers and horses came back. How can you make me not angry?"

   "General, this is the end of the matter, anger is useless. At the very least, it is better to have these 40,000 soldiers come back than to lose them all in Nanping City. In addition to the scattered soldiers and horses we collected along the way, you still have 300,000 soldiers and horses." Duan Xiao said: "These 300,000 soldiers and horses must rush to capture the capital.

   "You're right." Zhang Ping gradually calmed down his anger, "Send an order to go down and march quickly to Changzhou."

  Here is two hundred miles away from Changzhou. He wants to take Changzhou quickly. Changzhou is a treasure land. He has to rush to Changzhou before the reinforcements from the imperial court arrive in Changzhou.

  He regretted it in his heart, he would have known that he would not have wasted a day of rest in Longxi County.

  Zhang Yun was quite dizzy, and he didn't wake up slowly. When Zhang Ping ordered a quick march, he woke up just after he was moved into the carriage.

  The bodyguard, Le Shu, lowered his voice and told Zhang Yun about Zhang Ping's fury after he passed out and Duan Xiao's persuasion of Zhang Ping.

   Zhang Ping's greatest anger rested on Zhang Mao who was captured and Zhang Cheng who was killed.

   Zhang Yun laughed ironically after hearing this, "Father really has no family affection at all."

  Hearing that his brother and son had died, he only scolded them for delaying his great cause, but he didn't show any sorrow. How could such a person be worthy of taking that chair?

  He leaned against the wall of the car, took out a bottle of medicine, stuffed two pills into his mouth, and sneered, "If you are unkind to your father, don't blame your unrighteous son."

  He ordered, "Go and call Doctor Zhang and tell me I'm awake."

  Yue Shu nodded and went immediately.

   Not long after, Doctor Zhang climbed into Zhang Yun's carriage, bowed his hands and said, "Third Young Master, are you awake?"

  His tone was a little startled. Unexpectedly, the third son woke up so soon. The pulse he felt earlier didn't look like someone who woke up so soon.

  Zhang Yun glanced at him, then handed him his hand, "Doctor Zhang, take my pulse again."

  Dr. Zhang quickly stretched out his hand to feel Zhang Yun's pulse. When he felt the pulse, he almost cried out in shock. He looked at Zhang Yun with wide eyes in disbelief, startled and suspicious, trembling, "Third, third son, you, you are..."

  His medical skills are the best in northern Hebei, otherwise he wouldn't be Zhang Ping's dedicated doctor. But who can tell him what happened to the third son in such a short time? How could he completely recover from the severe poison that had been ruined by detoxification in just an hour? This pulse is a normal and healthy person.

   "Doctor Zhang's medical skills are the best in northern Hebei, but I don't know if Doctor Zhang is the most knowledgeable about current affairs." Zhang Yun looked at him and said casually: "I have sent someone to pick up Doctor Zhang's wife and children. From now on, Doctor Zhang, how do you get along with me?"

   Doctor Zhang was shocked, and suddenly panicked, "Third, third son, you, you are..."

  He wanted to ask Zhang Yun, why? He raised a thought that he thought was unbelievable, and looked at Zhang Yun in horror.

   "It is difficult for others to let a person die suddenly, but for Doctor Zhang, it should be very simple." Zhang Yun stared at Doctor Zhang, met his eyes, and the horror in his pupils could be seen clearly. He said blankly: "Doctor Zhang know who I am referring to?"

  Dr. Zhang trembled all over, "Third, third son, no, it won't be... yes..."

   "Shh, don't say it." Zhang Yun stretched out a finger, stopped him, and said something irrelevant, "My second uncle died, my fifth brother died, my elder brother almost died, and I almost died. The lives and deaths of so many relatives are not as good as the great cause."

  He withdrew his hand, "Doctor Zhang, I wonder if your family is more important to you?"

  Doctor Zhang knelt down on the car floor with a "plop", his whole face was pale, "Third, third son, old man, old man... will... I have been kind to this old man."

  Zhang Yun smiled, "Really? Then you don't agree?"

  He waved his hand, "Okay, then I understand, you go!"

  He seemed not afraid of Doctor Zhang going to tell Zhang Ping, and waved him away casually.

  But because of this, Doctor Zhang didn’t dare to leave, didn’t dare to get out of the car, didn’t dare to walk away as easily as he did. He looked at Zhang Yun with a horrified and pale face.

  But he seemed to understand somewhat vaguely, because he had just said that the lives and deaths of so many relatives were not as good as the great cause of the general.

   "Still leaving?" Zhang Yun chased away, as if he didn't want him to think about it.

  Doctor Zhang stayed in the carriage for a while, before Le Shu was about to drag him out of the carriage, he knocked his head on the carriage, making up his mind in panic, "Old man, yes."

  He repeated, "Third son, the old man can."

   Babies, monthly pass, what?

  

  

  (end of this chapter)