The door of Zhang's mansion opened, and Zhang Mingde himself appeared inside, followed by a group of servants holding sticks.
Zhang Mingde didn't know Guan Hetai, but when he saw the guards behind him, he still guessed Guan Hetai's identity.
"My lord, what do you mean by bringing troops to my mansion?" Zhang Mingde asked in a deep voice.
Guan Hetai's face was calm and he said slowly: "Zhang Yuanwai, what you said is out of context. I'm here to discuss things with you!"
Zhang Mingde's face darkened, and he looked directly and asked: "What's the matter?"
"Your Highness wants to concentrate all the manpower and material resources in the city to fight against the monsters outside the city. Zhang Yuanwai's family is rich, so he needs to donate his family wealth!"
Guan Hetai's tone was calm, but Zhang Mingde became furious.
"You want to take away my family property? Why?" Zhang Mingde's expression was ferocious.
"Zhang Yuanwai, don't be so anxious. His Highness said that he will ensure that you have enough food and clothing, and will not ignore you!" Guan Hetai said with a smile.
But his smile was tantamount to ridicule in Zhang Mingde's eyes, which made Zhang Mingde even more angry.
"Then shouldn't I still be grateful to you?"
Guan Hetai still smiled: "Your Highness, Zhang Yuanwai should be grateful for your grace!"
"Fart, Prince Yong's Palace is too overbearing. You want my Zhang family's property... you are delusional!" Zhang Mingde's face turned pale.
Guan Hetai's smile gradually faded, and his voice turned gloomy: "Is Zhang Yuanwai really determined to have his own way?"
"How can we give away the family property of our ancestors to others for nothing!" Zhang Mingde said angrily.
Guan Hetai shook his head, sighed, and took a few steps back.
"Whoever dares to take the lead in the Zhang and Wu family can be killed by extraordinary measures to serve as a warning to others!"
At this moment, Zhao Yanxun's words rang in Guan Hetai's mind.
Guan Hetai couldn't bear to kill his whole family, so he planned to give Zhang Mingde one last chance.
I saw Guan Hetai pushed into the middle of the guards and said in a serious tone: "Zhang Yuanwai, going against the palace is like hitting an egg with an egg against a stone. You have to think carefully!"
"Strike an egg against a stone?"
"All the nobles of Yuanyang share the same spirit. Even if your Prince Yong's Palace conquers Dusi, our power will not be much worse than yours, and it is not impossible for us to perish together!" Zhang Mingde sneered.
When negotiating, the momentum must not be weak. This is Zhang Mingde's experience accumulated over many years.
But he forgot that this moment was neither an officialdom nor a shopping mall, but a "military coup" in which homes and families were often confiscated and exterminated.
He had given this person a chance, but Zhang Mingde was hopeless, Guan Hetai thought in his heart.
Just as Zhang Mingde was secretly delighted with his perfect wording, he heard Guan Hetai say one word coldly: "Kill!"
The guards, who were originally neat and tidy, immediately rushed forward like wild horses after hearing Guan Hetai's order.
Before everyone in Zhang's mansion could react, the guards rushed into the mansion.
Zhang Mingde instinctively retreated, and when he was horrified, he immediately summoned his servants to stop him.
His Zhang family has hundreds of years of history and has raised a group of loyal slaves who are dedicated to the safety of the family leader.
These domestic slaves picked up the sticks in their hands and rushed towards the guards. A melee broke out outside the second gate of Zhang Mansion.
There are more than 300 servants in the Zhang Mansion guarding the courtyard, but more than half of them do not live in the mansion, so there are only about 100 servants in the mansion at the moment.
But not all of the 100 servants dared to work hard. In addition, the place was small, so their only numerical advantage could not be used.
More than thirty guards pierced the servants like a sharp blade, creating a gap in the courtyard.
After killing more than a dozen people, even those servants who were willing to fight were now frightened out of their wits.
The seemingly solid defense line collapsed in an instant, which was both surprising and reasonable.
After all, the servants are just ordinary people, but these guards are good players in the Forbidden Army, and they have also followed Zhao Yanxun to kill zombies. The situation in front of them is just a small scene for them.
The guards were like wolves and tigers, and the Zhang family servants were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. The main battle was one-sided.
Soon the guards broke into the second gate of Zhang Mansion, and the servants were completely defeated.
But this is not the time to stop. Since we have decided to kill as a warning to others, we must kill those who deserve to be killed.
In fact, even if Guan Hetai wanted to stop him, he still had to consider whether he could stop the guards.
These arrogant soldiers would judge their military achievements on their heads and asked them to give up their military achievements. Guan Hetai thought that he did not have the ability.
The people in the Guards Department always only recognized Zhao Yanxun's orders.
Zhao Yanxun only gave him the authority to start the war, but did not authorize him to end the war. These accompanying guards all knew it.
The screams in the Zhang Mansion continued, which made Guan Hetai's heart tremble, so he stayed far away to avoid being exposed to more blood.
"Spare your life, spare your life..." Zhang Mingde shrank into the corner and looked at the two guards in front of him with horrified expressions on their faces.
With one sharp blow, Zhang Mingde's throat was cut, and he fell into a pool of blood while holding his neck.
"This is mine!" The guard who took action said solemnly, then stepped forward and cut off Zhang Mingde's head.
There are constant killings here in Zhang Mansion, but in other places, it has not developed to this point.
For example, in the Chen family, when the Yamen officials came to explain the situation, the head of the family, Chen Ruilin, thought for a moment and immediately agreed to the palace's request.
"Brother Chen, if you agree... you will avoid a bloody disaster!" the official who came to persuade me sighed with emotion.
"Oh? Could it be that someone's family has suffered a disaster?" Chen Ruilin had an ugly expression.
"The Zhang family was used as a tool to establish authority... Dozens of members of the family were all killed!"
At this point, the official couldn't help but sigh: "If Shi Guan and Tai, the right-hand ministers of Prince Yong's Mansion, hadn't stopped him strictly, maybe a large number of the servants of Zhang Mansion would have been slaughtered!"
Chen Ruilin nodded. The matter was more dangerous than he imagined, but thinking about it, it was also in line with King Yong's character.
Before he took over the military power in Yuanyang, this prince dared to violently hurt people and killed Hu Maode on the spot.
Now that he has gained military power, he acts more unscrupulously, but within reason.
"Thank you, Brother Zheng, for your advice!" Chen Ruilin said, cupping his fists.
The official surnamed Zheng nodded and said: "You will go to the Yamen and wait in a while. His Highness will summon you!"
"We?" Chen Ruilin was a little confused.
"All those who submit!" the official surnamed Zheng explained.
"good!"
After the official left, Chen Hanzhi, the eldest son of Chen, couldn't help but said: "Father, do you really want to give away the family property to others?"
"Are you reluctant to part with it?" Chen Ruilin asked.
"How can we just give up the family fortune that our ancestors fought through all the difficulties?" Chen Hanzhi was full of anger.
I saw Chen Ruilin smiling and saying: "I am a slave to you and I am a fish to you. For the sake of the continuation of the family, it is up to my father to bear the reputation of being a prodigal!"