Chapter 308 Tragedy caused by a painting
Qinling Mountains, the Zhang family’s land.
It was a new day again. Zhang Qiling woke up from the bedroom in the main pavilion. In the silence, he blinked a little confusedly.
Thinking that he was now in the Zhang family's territory, it was as safe as could be. There was nothing to do during this period of time, so he could rest assured and take a break here.
Zhang Qiling then slowly shrank into the quilt, letting it cover half of his face. He curled up into a ball, closed his eyes, and continued to doze off.
Even now, there is little time to relax and unwind in peace. Zhang Qiling is still a little uncomfortable with the current situation.
Since he was free anyway, Zhang Qiling suddenly wanted to check on the other people's situation, so he extended his mental power. As a result, he suddenly discovered that there were four people under his attic, staying there motionless.
Zhang Qiling opened his eyes instantly, and the vague sleepiness he had felt disappeared without a trace.
Is someone coming to see him?
It was only a little after five o'clock. Could he be looking for him urgently? Why was he just standing there? Why didn't he let Zhang Ruiping come and knock on the door to wake him up?
A series of doubts flashed through his mind, but Zhang Qiling acted quickly. He immediately turned over, went to the cubicle to quickly wash up, then put on his coat and went out.
Arriving first at the outer corridor on the fifth floor, Zhang Qiling held onto the wooden handrail and looked down. There were four people kneeling in a row with their heads bowed.
Um……
This is difficult to comment on.
Zhang Qiling's expression turned cold in an instant. Without a doubt, he knew that this was another case of mischief and he must have done something wrong.
Judging from the way he lowered his head and accepted the punishment, I guess it was one of Zhang Moyu or Zhang Molan who gave the order.
Seeing that among the people kneeling downstairs, there seemed to be Zhang Ruiping and Zhang Haishe. Thinking of how these two people had accompanied him to the ruins of Queen Mother of the West a few days ago and had performed well, Zhang Qiling decided to go down and take a look.
Walking downstairs calmly, Zhang Qiling opened the attic door and saw the four people kneeling in front of him raise their heads in unison and cast pitiful glances at him.
He knew these four people. In addition to Zhang Haishe and Zhang Ruiping, who were slightly closer to him, there was also Zhang Ruijin, who was mainly responsible for the family's internal affairs management, and Zhang Haixia, who was responsible for personnel transfers between the family and the group.
It was only then that Zhang Qiling realized that these four people had bruised faces and noses, and their clothes were not very neat. They looked like they had just knelt down after a fight.
"Because of a fight?"
Zhang Qiling asked casually. Although it was just a guess, his tone was somewhat firm.
Although such punishments for fighting were rare in the Zhang family, they did exist.
No, it doesn't seem to be that rare...
Normally, apart from the martial arts training ground and the training ground in the back mountain, there are clear rules in the family that prohibit fighting in other places.
Although the family is full of martial virtues, the Zhang family members will also be very restrained and pay attention to the location of the fight, not because they are afraid of breaking the rules and being punished.
This is mainly because if a fight breaks out in other places and is discovered by the elders, the elders who are good at keeping things balanced will beat both of them up equally.
Then they are punished by being made to kneel and copy books, and those who cause trouble have to do extra voluntary labor for the family. It is really not worth it.
"Good morning, Chief. We are not here for a fight. There are other reasons."
Seeing the clan leader coming, Zhang Ruijin was still kneeling, but he stood up and bowed, and the three people beside him also saluted.
Zhang Qiling signaled him to continue with his eyes, but Zhang Ruijin's gaze shifted and landed on Zhang Ruiping, who happened to be kneeling next to him, like a quail, with his head down and silent, and he spoke softly.
"Please understand, Clan Leader, this incident all started because of Zhang Ruiping. He was so audacious that he secretly painted the Clan Leader's portrait, and his clothing was revealing. His motives are suspicious."
Zhang Qiling's face changed instantly when he heard his words. He looked at Zhang Ruiping sharply and suddenly remembered the first time he met Zhang Ruiping. This man was painting a naked picture of a beautiful woman emerging from the bath in the conference room.
Drawing erotic pictures in public shocked him greatly at the time and almost shattered his worldview. Later, he was presented with a medicinal insect soup, which successfully made him remember this person.
At first, he wanted Zhang Moyu to transfer this person far away, but before he could open his mouth, Zhang Ruiping quickly came to his side with Zhang Haixia, serving as a colleague of his personal guard and also responsible for taking care of his food, clothing and daily life.
Nothing strange had happened around him for such a long time, so he thought this guy was a clear-headed person, but he didn't expect that he had been holding it in.
As a result, his true nature was exposed as soon as he relaxed. However, Zhang Qiling really did not expect that this person would have the courage to use him as a subject for painting.
As expected, he should not have hesitated at the beginning and should have sent this person away firmly and far away. There would not have been such things that made his blood pressure soar.
Zhang Qiling rarely fell into regret.
Zhang Ruiping felt the oppression from the head of his family, and his scalp tingled. He kept defending himself.
"Please don't misunderstand me, Patriarch. I swear I have absolutely no intention of disrespecting you, and that is definitely not a pornographic picture. If I were to draw a pornographic picture, it would definitely not be so conservative."
Zhang Ruiping excitedly put three fingers together, pointed to the sky and swore to the sky. His expression was as sincere as it could be.
He is also a person who knows his limits, and the head of the family seems to be pure and unselfish... ahem, anyway, he is not the kind of person who is suitable as material for erotic pictures.
The painting he drew was influenced by the Dunhuang-style photos Nan Xihe took on his last trip back. It combined Fatty Wang's pretentious posture at the time with the family head's indifferent and unique temperament, as if he were untainted by the world.
After all the trimming and shaving, only a little bit of chest muscles and half of thighs were exposed. How can this be considered a pornographic picture?
What he painted is clearly art!
Zhang Ruiping just felt extremely wronged.
“It was just that the last time Nan Xihe was with us in Tamutu, when we were taking Dunhuang-style photos, I suddenly had the inspiration to paint.
I also knew that the patriarch would definitely not change into this kind of clothes to play house with us, so I boldly drew this picture of the patriarch carefully and seriously. I absolutely did not have any other bad intentions.
Zhang Qiling felt slightly relieved after hearing his more detailed explanation.
"Then what happened to the injuries on your bodies?"
Zhang Qiling's attention shifted and the topic returned to the original point of discussion.
"When I was finally coloring the painting, the elder of the Mo Yu tribe happened to see it."
Talking about this incident, Zhang Ruiping felt a little helpless and felt that he was really unlucky.
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