Zhang Hong was about to finish his speech, and he walked through several plots.

It turned out that when Zhang Hong was not here, they seemed to be defeated. When Zhang Hong came and used the clan law as an order, they would become like wolves and tigers.

He was not afraid of Ji Sun's glaring at all. These people only crossed Zhang Heizi's arms left and right, and took a few steps to the front of Zhang Hong.

Zhang Heizi let them go and did not resist.

It is just because for those who have been in the clan since childhood, this clan is more strict than the national law.

At this moment, another gang handed over a stick and a rope.

The man holding Zhang Heizi was not polite either. He surrounded Heizi's waist with his hands, held it upwards, and stretched Heizi's arms wide open.

The plots on both sides, one with a whistle stick and a few with a rope wrapped around it. After a while, Zhang Heizi's arms were tied to the whistle stick.

This was not over yet. The man who stretched out Heizi's arms was so skillful that he pushed Zhang Heizi again.

Zhang Heizi pushed Jinshan, knelt on the ground with his backward jade pillar, and his whole face was buried in the yellow mud.

Seeing Zhang Heizi so embarrassed, all the members on the field laughed out loud.

These laughters were even louder than the silence of the households there.

Zhang Hong liked this kind of fear, so he pressed his hands and signaled to Jing Jing.

Then he turned around and said loudly to the Lihu:

"Mencius, now, I will tell you a story, and the story will take place in Qiancheng County, not far from our city of Li.

There is a man named Dong Yong in this place.

What about him? He has been working hard with his father in the field since he was a child. But people have good fortune and good fortune every day, and his father is very blessed and dies.

Dong Yong was a filial son. In order to bury his father, he sold himself to a wealthy family.

This rich family is a good person, so he didn't want Dong Yong, but instead gave him ten thousand yuan.

If you have any, don’t know how much this ten thousand yuan is.

I just use the things as a price, this is ten thousand yuan! I can buy 50 acres of land, a house, and two cows. This is the basis of a family.

This wealthy family gave it to Dong Yong.

Later, Dong Yong was mourning for his father for three years. As soon as he finished, he had to go to the other person to sell himself to repay his kindness. But on the way, Dong Yong met a woman and insisted on marrying Dong Yong.

Look at it, Dong Yong has hit him.

Dong Yong married a wife and did not forget to repay his kindness.

But the rich man didn't care at all, so he asked Dong Yong: "Does such a woman know how to weave? If she knows, she will weave a few pieces of cloth and take it as this price."

Then Dong Yong went back and asked his wife to weave cloth.

Once this cloth is woven, it will shine.

It turned out that this woman was the Weaver Girl from Heaven, who made clothes for the Emperor of Heaven, and later she secretly ran down to earth.

Now weaving cloth, we know that in heaven and earth. Therefore, the Weaver Girl can only go to heaven.

I like this story. Why?

I saw Xiaoheyi from Dong Yong, and I saw Ren from the rich man, who would never buy it for a long time.

Without his selflessness, how could Dong Yong's filial piety be fulfilled?

So, I talk about Dong Yong’s filial piety, and I even talk about the rich family Daren.

That wealthy Daren, I don’t feel proud of myself. I also have a little Ren to all tribe members.

I want to make me feel like I am not good at Zhang Hong, how many people can hide the wind and rain, and give me some food to eat, and I will be brown!

I have been hungry and cold for a long time, and I have been dying from the ravines! There are also lonely, poor, young and old in the clan, but no one has been supported.

Just take Zhang Heizi, the beast who was kneeling here, and his father left, and the money I gave him was buried."

After saying that, Zhang Hong pointed to Mr. Liu behind him and continued:

"Mr. Liu, I know that Pure Officials are also a good person.

But just outside our ancestral hall, I was helping our clan with trouble, and I was beaten by this beast who had been thieves. It was really a crime.

I know, I know that you are going to say in your heart: 'He is for your brother.'

But I would like to say something about Zou Zou: "That is the love of Quan Kun, and we cannot lose our innocence."

Now, Zhang Heizi was punished by the thief and the two crimes of Bo Shang. He first handed over the clan internal punishment and then sent it to the pavilion.

Come, please dote.”

After saying something, Zhang Hong couldn't help but feel a little proud.

He boasted and flattered to Wu Lu Langtong, who had been wandering around:

"The scepter is sometimes used to give. It is called breaking when doing it, and it is called chaos when doing it, and it is called chaos when doing it.

I can tell you right and wrong."

Lang Tong, who had a wide robe and a high crown, bowed with his hands together and said with a smile:

"The believer is good, a good method. A good move is good. But the believer should not be too happy too early. I think the sacrifice will not stop."

After saying that, he thrust his mouth towards Ji Sun.

Yes, I'm not willing to give up on the sacrifices to my grandson.

He came here because the residents of Dasangli asked Zhang Hong to pay his rent.

Therefore, the local tyrants set up their own sacrifices, eroding the power of the Taiping Road in the local area.

So, he was originally going to come here and use morality to kill Zhang Hong directly so that these powerful people can know who is in Qingzhou.

I thought Zhang Hong was just a rich man in the countryside and was free to control it, but unexpectedly, he spoke elegantly, like a doctor.

Several times after the front of the game came down, he was caught off guard.

Now, he is already there.

If Zhang Hong was asked to deal with Zhang Heizi like this, the prestige of Taiping Dao would be ruined by his own hands.

This is absolutely impossible.

So when he saw Zhang Heizi was about to be sceptered, he jumped out immediately.

"Gambling! Zhang Xinshi, if there is something wrong, I have something to ask for, then it's better to have a gambling battle. The winner will eat everything."

Zhang Hong thought about it for a while, and won!

In fact, he didn't want to be right with Taiping Road. He knew how powerful they were in Qingzhou. He even heard that some jailers all had traffic with Taiping Road.

But if he was directly controlled by this sacrificial grandson, he would not have thought of tying in the Great Sang.

That's why he had a sudden inspiration and punished Zhang Heizi with clan law, and made progress as retreat.

Sure enough, he is now invincible.

What's wrong with gambling? He doesn't care about Zhang Heizi's life at all.

OK, then just bet and let him see our strength and don’t always underestimate us.

Thinking about the middle joint, Zhang Hong stretched his eyebrows and opened his eyes and knocked on the dove stick:

"Okay, then according to the meaning of the Taoist envoy. Then we will compare three games.

According to the rules, we compete in the first game with the shot, in the second game with the step shot, and in the third game with the knife."

This old man lived like a lust and buried a pit casually.

They are crowded with people and powerful people, and they are all samurai who polish their martial arts skills.

Not to mention courage, but only skills are much better than those Guizhou heads who are thrusting their feet with mud on the other side.

In the third game, even the opponent can't get along.

Jisun was also in trouble, but he mentioned the betting battle, so it would be ugly to take it back now.

"Okay, there are only three games. But I think Zhang Xinshi will end in this first game."

Since I couldn't avoid it, I simply let Zhang Hong play. He was old and weak, just in the last game. Then I won another game, and that's fine.

Originally, Zhang Chong had been watching the show all the time, but when he heard this, he said it was not good, and the bearded man underestimated Old Man Zhang.

He didn't care about being provoked, so he whispered to the bearded man:

"Brother, Zhang Tiehu on the opposite side cannot be underestimated. His son is also said to be proficient in sword skills. You have to do some good job of dispatching.

I also learn from Sun Bin and arrange troops."

It is a strange thing to worship the big bearded man. This kid still understands Sun Bin? Is this great mulberry tree full of humanities?

However, he didn't take this kid's words seriously.

He looked contemptuous and said:

"These local tyrants and local soldiers were fighting bravely in the countryside, and they thought that the heroes of the world were just like this.
To be continued...