Chapter 206 Zhang Molan is about to cause trouble again
"Your suggestion is good. Zhang Ben'an comes from the Gua Sect, is well-educated, and has strong martial arts skills.
Judging from the progress of the 'Hai' generation members who have been working under her guidance over this period, her teaching ability is also good, and she is a good candidate to become a clan teacher."
Zhang Moyu is very optimistic about Zhang Benan. In the family, there are not many people who have the patience to be a teacher.
Although Zhang Benan would use violent corporal punishment and verbal threats to urge students to study, as long as they were not hitting him, Zhang Moyu said that was not a big deal.
Kids of their older generation all went through the same thing!
At the very least, Zhang Ben'an would consciously consider the children's face. Even if the children were stubborn and learned poorly, he would never hang them on a conspicuous tree, nor would he let them embarrass themselves in front of other tribesmen by hanging a sign that said "I am a fool".
Zhang Moyu sighed in his heart, and suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he was whipped by the angry clan master and ran all over the ground several times because his martial arts foundation was not good enough.
Then, because of his impatience and not wanting to face a group of slippery little brats, the guy reported them directly to the clan leader, who made him and the other two most mischievous children hang upside down in front of the clan leader's attic for a whole day, receiving the stares of all the passing clan members.
Compared with the clan teachers who had taught him before, Ben'an's methods were already very gentle. It was just some corporal punishment that was neither too light nor too heavy. The children could just be happy about it.
Zhang Qiling, who had received the most rigorous training since childhood, had the same idea as him, and then he immediately decided on Zhang Benan's position in his mind.
"By the way, why didn't I see Benshan next to you today? Isn't he always by your side? And where did Mo Lan, who has been doing nothing recently, go without saying a word?"
When Zhang Qiling came, Zhang Moyu noticed that he came alone.
He remembered that when he just left the Blue Mountain Villa and went to the Qinling clan territory, Zhang Qiling was clearly surrounded by many people. With so many people, how could the clan leader be left alone?
In addition to Zhang Benshan, Zhang Molan, and Zhang Benling, there seemed to be two little Qilins with the word "Hai" in their name, a dozen little Qiongqis, Nan Xihe, a member of the outsider clan, and Hei Xiazi, who joined them and also wanted to have a home.
There are so many people but no one follows the patriarch. I guess they have ignored all the rules I told them before!
They are all guys who are incapable of doing anything. What’s the use of them!
At this moment, Zhang Moyu felt contempt for all of them equally.
"Yesterday, the Molan clan elder had a sudden impulse and sparred with everyone over there. After that, the only ones left who could move freely were him and those who were not qualified to fight him: Zhang Benshan, who was at the bottom of the martial arts rankings, and Nan Xihe, who had never learned martial arts."
Speaking of this matter, Zhang Qiling still feels a little unnatural.
For the first time, he felt fortunate that he was the clan leader, otherwise he would surely be one of the people lying in the villa recuperating from injuries.
Perhaps Zhang Molan felt that his tribesmen were too lax yesterday, so he became more and more violent as the fight went on. Except for the first few whose injuries were relatively minor, the rest of them really couldn't even get up.
"Then why didn't he and Zhang Benshan send you here?"
Zhang Moyu was not very worried about the current situation of those tribesmen.
Zhang Molan is indeed a cruel and ruthless person, and sometimes he is a little crazy, but the ruthless people are the most rational. Even if he uses heavy hands, he will know when to stop.
"Later, the clan elder felt that their martial arts skills were not high, and that Benling and Ben'an's strength had declined because they did not have suitable weapons. He wanted to find some meteorite iron or other rare metals to make some weapons.
Benshan was also taken along, supposedly to broaden his horizons. In reality, he was probably just helping out, serving as his personal backpacker.
Having said that, Zhang Qiling fell silent again.
Having just overturned the beauty filter of the tribesmen as good babies, Zhang Qiling is now extremely sober. He suddenly has a premonition that Zhang Molan must be causing trouble for someone again.
After all, meteoric iron and rare metals are hard to come by, and the fastest way to find them is... to grab them!
Judging from Zhang Molan's behavior of booking a flight directly to an airport in Sakura Country after getting his permission, Zhang Qiling had vaguely guessed who the "victim" might be this time.
Zhang Moyu sighed helplessly, and suddenly felt that revitalizing the family was a long and arduous task.
"Let's forget about it this time. They are not your nominally certified personal guards or clan leaders. This situation is foreseeable."
"But you'd better choose your personal guards as soon as possible and build your own team. That way, someone can help you and take good care of you. I'll be more at ease if you live well."
"Um."
Zhang Qiling did not say whether he had any favorites or when he would choose his personal guards.
He likes freedom and is somewhat resistant to a future where a large group of people follow him and rush to serve him.
After everything was discussed, Zhang Qiling wanted to return to the ground and check on the current situation of all the tribesmen living here.
Before he could walk out of the underground palace, Zhang Ruihe came over with a "da da da" sound.
Because the spider legs on its lower body were too sharp, even ordinary stones would leave a shallow mark wherever Zhang Ruihe walked, not to mention other materials that were softer and easier to leave marks, such as mud and wood boards.
It was impossible to make all the ground indestructible, and Zhang Ruihe's current physical condition could not be dealt with in a short period of time. Finally, Zhang Moyu thought of a way.
Thinking about the fact that people need to wear shoes and swords need scabbards and sheaths, Zhang Moyu instantly knew what to do.
He used some precious metal materials presented by Hei Xiazi and gave them to a person with the surname "Rui" who had good craftsmanship. He asked him to melt them and forge them into something like a scabbard, which he then gave to Zhang Ruihe to put on his spider claws as shoes.
Apart from feeling a little weird and not quite used to them, Zhang Ruihe felt that these shoes fit his feet quite well.
The only regret is that if he needs to use his claws to weave cloth, he still has to take them off, and it is a bit troublesome to always take them off and put them on again.
Zhang Ruihe did not come empty-handed. He was holding a square tray with a folded piece of white clothing on it.
"Chief, this is the clothes I have been weaving these days. I happened to bring it to you since you are still here."
As he spoke, Zhang Ruihe raised the front spider claw, held the tray steadily, took out the clothes with his hands, and spread them out in front of them.
"Although I knitted it according to the Republican-era style that I'm most familiar with, it might be a bit outdated now, but you, the clan leader, have a beautiful figure and look good in anything you wear."
Zhang Ruihe had a smiling face and spoke complimenting words. There was no trace of flattery on his face, and he seemed very sincere.
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