Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 188 - 182: I, Lu Qingquan, Refuse to Take the Blame!

Chapter 188: Chapter 182: I, Lu Qingquan, Refuse to Take the Blame!

As he walked out of the cell, Wen Ruchu kept thanking Zhang San incessantly.

Wen Ruchu was the eldest son and grandson of the Head of the Wen Family, not just the apple of his eye but also the future hope of the Wen Family. Although his attitude towards the people from Town Martial Office had been haughty, growing up in an environment like the Wen Family’s, it was impossible for him not to have some arrogance and an understanding of human relationships and worldliness.

Added to this was the cultivation from the Head of the Wen Family, which made Wen Ruchu keenly aware of Zhang San’s abilities.

So, while his mouth spoke words of gratitude, what he was actually hoping for was to use this opportunity to get closer to Zhang San.

If he could bring Zhang San under his command, that would be a great advantage for the Wen Family’s future plans to extend their reach into the Town Martial Office.

"By the way, Zhang San... Military Chief, I have a little something here, just a trinket, and I insist you must accept it."

Before Wen Ruchu could take out the item, Zhang San blocked his hand.

"Young Wen, you’ve just left your home and aren’t familiar with the outside world! I’m your superior; can I accept things from you?"

Wen Ruchu was momentarily stunned; he hadn’t expected this Zhang San to be such an upright official.

Then, Zhang San whispered, "Why don’t you have someone send the item to Lu Qingquan and let him give it to me? When a superior gives something to a subordinate, the nature is different, right?"

Wen Ruchu suddenly realized!

This Zhang San, how clever!

In doing so, he wouldn’t have to assume any risk!

Wen Ruchu felt that this trip outside had indeed broadened his horizons.

At that moment, Zhang San walked out of the cell with Wen Ruchu. Outside, the sun was shining brightly, the golden, warm sunlight seeming to announce that this was a world full of cleanliness and beauty.

Zhang San coldly swept his gaze over the dozen or so martial artists from the Wen Family opposite him.

"What are you doing standing around here in broad daylight? Go and run, and circulate your Qi, run ten laps around the villa!"

The martial artists of the Wen Family heard Zhang San’s words with disdain.

Even some snorted coldly and didn’t give Zhang San a second glance.

Just then, Wen Ruchu walked up beside Zhang San, glared at the many martial artists of the Wen Family, and bellowed, "Didn’t you hear me say to run?"

The martial artists immediately got into position, looking at their own Young Master, unsure of what the situation was now.

"Not running yet?"

Although they didn’t understand, as members of the Wen Family, they still chose to support their Young Master’s command immediately and left the courtyard to start running.

Seeing that everyone had left, Wen Ruchu gave Zhang San a sly smile.

"Military Chief Zhang, is there anything else that I can do for you?"

Zhang San smiled and waved his hand, saying, "No, that’s all. You should go back and rest well."

Once Wen Ruchu had also left, the martial artists who were just now in the courtyard crowded around, asking curiously, "Military Chief Zhang, Deputy Officer Lu came by and gave each of us twenty taels of gold, and ordered us not to speak of today’s events. What’s this all about?"

Zhang San smiled faintly and said, "Didn’t I say earlier, I would help you get compensation? Is this gold enough?"

The crowd nodded and said it was enough.

Zhang San smiled with satisfaction and left the vicinity of the cells.

Although he had successfully fooled Wen Ruchu, he still had to perform the semblance of fairness.

He was now off to distribute the gold to Wei, Xu, and Sister Ling, among others.

After returning to his room, Wen Ruchu felt that the small magical treasure he had intended to give away was not that great after all.

After some thought, he decided that gold and jewelry would be better.

He promptly had someone send a small box of gold and jewelry to Lu Qingquan and instructed that the items were for Lu Qingquan to forward to Zhang San.

Having given these instructions, Wen Ruchu finally sat down, feeling relieved.

At that moment, the old servant who had been following him returned.

"Young Master, I’ve inquired thoroughly. Recently, no news has emerged of movement from the Crown Prince’s people; they might be waiting for something or possibly acting in the shadows."

Wen Ruchu nodded.

Many believed that the Wen Family was staunchly aligned with the Crown Prince. In fact, numerous individuals from the Crown Prince’s camp had close ties with the Wen Family.

But unknown to them, the Wen Family was not actually the Crown Prince’s followers.

The Wen Family knew that when the Crown Prince eventually succeeded the throne, the Wen Family would remain as it was.

However, if the Wen Family could aid King Jin in becoming the Crown Prince and subsequently ascending to the throne, the Wen Family’s status and power could reach even greater heights.

Thus, the involvement of the Wen Family in the Town Martial Office this time appeared to be an opportunity for the Wen Family to infiltrate the office, but in reality, it was the people from the Crown Prince’s camp exerting their influence.

"By the way, Young Master, giving such a chest of gifts to Zhang San was..."

Wen Ruchu wiped the sweat from his forehead and proceeded to recount everything that had transpired earlier in the prison cell to Uncle Liu, the old servant.

Uncle Liu’s complexion turned sour upon hearing Wen Ruchu’s words.

"Uncle Liu, what’s wrong? You seem pale."

"Young Master, when Zhang San was apprehending those three men in black last night, I watched from afar. One of them took poison and died on the spot. Although Zhang San supported the man as he returned, I could see that the man had already lost all signs of life. So..."

Initially feeling quite proud of himself for having managed a fine action and taking the opportunity to curry favor with both Lu Qingquan’s Fang Cunzai and Zhang San, Young Master Wen’s expression now resembled the discomfort of constipation.

And Lu Qingquan, upon receiving a box full of gold and jewels, felt envious and even somewhat jealous. But he knew that he couldn’t afford to offend this Zhang San.

Not only was it impossible to cross him due to his background and identity, but it seemed Zhang San had already obtained the Wen Family’s support ahead of him.

Could he possibly pick a couple of items from this little box?

Lu Qingquan thought so, but he didn’t dare.

In the end, he could only bring the items to find Zhang San.

"Zhang San, these are the items Young Master Wen instructed me to deliver to you."

Zhang San quickly waved his hands upon hearing this from Lu Qingquan.

"Officer Lu, don’t joke around. If Young Master Wen sent you those items, then they’re yours. What do they have to do with me?"

Lu Qingquan was stunned by these words. What did that mean? Zhang San didn’t want the items? They were for him?

Then he would certainly not hold back!

"But if you’ve come to buy something from me, I’m still very welcoming."

The slight excitement Lu Qingquan felt instantly faded.

As expected, it’s you, Zhang San, who knows what it means to avoid risks.

"Officer Lu, I hear that during the previous battle, the dozen or so Mysterious Weapons you carried were shattered by the Mysterious Soldiers Sect. I happen to have a Mysterious Weapon that I forged as my First Experience. If you like it, I’m willing to part with it reluctantly and sell it to you."

As he said this, Zhang San took out the Horizontal Blade he first forged from his Gluttonous Bag and pushed it into Lu Qingquan’s arms, then he grabbed the box of gold and jewels.

Lu Qingquan could only smile awkwardly and then leave.

Well, it couldn’t be considered a loss, could it? After all, he gained a Horizontal Blade of Mysterious Weapon quality.

Lu Qingquan secured the blade and left Zhang San’s courtyard.

But just as he had barely walked around the corner not too far away, someone suddenly rushed out and threw a sack over his head.

Then, Wen Ruchu, accompanied by several martial artists from the Wen Family, charged over and started thrashing Lu Qingquan inside the sack!

You dare to conspire with Zhang San to set me up!

Watch me clean all of you up one by one. If I don’t, my name isn’t Wen!