Chapter 128 The Golden Opportunity (2/2)

The ”Illuminati” officials supported Zhang Jiao's Yellow Turban in secret while Sima Fang wanted Tong to be the leader of the new flag. They did not care if Tong would bad-mouth the royalties or showed signs of rebellion against the Han Court.

On the other hand, Zhang Jiao and his two brothers got excited. They were waiting for the right time to declare a rebellion.

Lu Zhi squeezed his glabella as he was having a dilemma. He wanted the Han Dynasty to thrive, but Liu Ping was not a good candidate to be the next Emperor. But he did not want to rebel either.

Seeing Lu Zhi's reaction, Tong gave him a bitter smile. He knew what his master was worrying about.

”Master, please don't take it to heart. The name of the dynasty is just a legacy name of the ancestors. From the viewpoint of the local farmers, they don't care who their Emperor is. They only care about their future and their family's stomach. What we should be worrying about is the people of the country. Without the commoners, there will be no noble. Without the citizens, there will be no king. In the end, whether we are nobles or the Emperor of a different dynasty, we are still public servants. We are here to serve the people in the end.”

Lu Zhi opened his eyes and gave Tong an angry glare. But he took a deep breath and averted his gaze toward the windows with a sad smile.

”Please forgive us, master.”

”Do what you want. But don't count me into it.”

He knew and understood that the Han Dynasty was deteriorating and was collapsing from the inside which was the reason why he did not bother protesting Tong anymore.

Like a heart-broken elder, Lu Zhi slowly walked out of the assembly.

He was a loyalist of the Han through and thorough. Lu Zhi was raised to worship the Han Empire and its predecessors. He was educated that he had to maintain the legacy of the ancestors. The attachment to the dynasty was so strong that he still could not get over the loss.

Watching the back of his leaving mentor, Tong knelt down and kowtowed to Lu Zhi on the middle of the hall in silence while all officials were witnessing his actions.

”I'm so sorry, master. I'm so sorry ancestors. In order to maintain our country, we have to change. The Han Dynasty is fated to die. We need a new proper organization and the system for the people. I'm sorry.”

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn. Everyone watched Tong as if they understood his intention.

Tong did not kowtow to just apologize to his master, he kowtowed to all the predecessors that upheld the legacy of the Han Empire to beg for their forgiveness.

The sky outside was covered by black clouds as if heaven was listening to their conversation. A thunderbolt landed on top of the government hall, causing the brick on the roof to char black. The thunderous sound roared a second after the lightning bolt, which shocked the eardrums of everyone in the hall.

Raindrops followed after the sound of thunder. It was not a light shower, but a heavy downpour.

Lu Zhi, who almost stepped outside of the hall, gazed to the sky with a wry smile.

'Is the heaven crying or is the heaven stopping me from leaving?'

'Haiz, I'm getting superstitious. I don't care anymore. I want to go home and rest.'

Lu Zhi was about to step outside and bore the rain, another lightning bolt landed on the floor tile that Lu Zhi was about to step on. The thunder sound roared and echoed inside the hall again, which made everyone covered their ears in reflex.

Getting stopped by the sudden lightning bolt and the point-blank thunderous sound, Lu Zhi stumbled two steps back and covered his eyes in dizziness.

Tong rushed forward to help his master in a hurry. He was afraid that Lu Zhi might have been hit by the thunder.

”Master! Are you ok?”

Lu Zhi shook his head. ”I'm fine. Just a little dizzy.”

”Master, you shouldn't swear or make any promise recklessly. Didn't you see that the last lightning strike was clearly aiming for you? You must have sworn something like you'll get a lightning strike if yo-*PEOK*-oof!”

Lu Zhi gave Tong a hammer fist to the top of his head for the bad-mouthing which made everyone laughed.

”I've never sworn in my life, you stupid disciple! The only time I swear will be now that I swear that I'll beat the shit out of you!”

Lu Zhi repeatedly hammered his fist on Tong in frustration. Despite the violence, everyone continued to laugh at Tong in a merry mood.

…

After giving Tong a few hammer fists, Lu Zhi's mood got better. The same happened with the weather outside as the rain subsided.

Lu Zhi peered at Tong with the corner of his eyes and sighed.

'I guess the heaven wants me to support him. Well, fine then. Since my disciple dares to claim himself as an immortal, I'll be superstitious for once.'

”You'd better be a righteous Emperor, Tong. Or else, I won't forgive you.” Lu Zhi muttered to himself before he walked out of the building to return home for the day.