The sun in May is not poisonous. Through the bamboo shadow, it casts mottled light and shadow on the table.
After decades of separation from Qingzhou, the master has changed.
The old calm and quiet, the master of chanayayan, no longer exists.
The shadow of arrogance and sophistry shrouded the gray haired old man in front of him, which was vaguely unrecognizable to Zhang Zhengguo.
The intention of thanking the guests was clear. With a sigh in his heart, Zhang Zhengguo got up and arched his hands.
"Master, the students quit."
After a slight pause, the bowed figure did not rise.
"Tomorrow, the Duke of Dingbei will make an appointment with the master with his holy intention."
"I hope you won''t be angry again."
The voice of sitting in front of the table, a cold hum, a big hand waved and said.
"What do you want to talk about, a naughty child who makes Rouge powder!"
"No!"
The disdain voice came out of the old man''s mouth, and the anger on his face suddenly rose at this moment.
Listening to these words, Zhang Zhengguo felt cold and stamped his feet anxiously.
"Master! The holy master has sent someone! What else do you want?"
"Chang''an, I can''t stand such a fuss!"
As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Zhengguo knelt down and bowed his hands.
"Master, posting the list and making rude remarks have provoked the holy master''s anger."
"Everything in the future can''t be so reckless!"
"In the Imperial City, be cautious in words and deeds. Some wrong words have to pay a price!"
Dong Dong''s kowtow lingered in his ears, and Zhang Xian''s anger was even worse, he said.
"Wealth can''t be prostituted, poverty can''t be moved, and power can''t be subdued."
"How do I teach you on weekdays? You... You really piss me off!"
While talking, Zhang Xian flushed and pointed to Zhang Zhengguo''s arm trembling violently.
The voice stopped suddenly, and a sudden cough followed.
The old man behind him hurriedly helped the shaky figure and said.
"Don''t get excited, old Zhang. Take care of yourself!"
With the help of Zhang Zhengguo, Zhang Xian turned a deaf ear to Zhang Zhengguo''s exclamation and did not look at him. He sat down slowly, covered his chest and gasped for breath.
"No harm."
Then he glanced at Zhang Zhengguo with cold eyes, stretched out his trembling arm and waved.
"Get out! Get out!"
"I don''t have a student like you!"
Zhang Zhengguo was shocked. He knelt down and stared at Zhang Xian in horror.
"Master..."
"Get out."
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Marquis house.
The manufacture of perfume everything in good order and well arranged.
Li Wanqing took over the supervisor of the production process, while the delicate Princess Changle took over the control of the auction process and the verification of dividend sharing.
Looking at the two ladies, each of their duties, the whole perfume debt matters handled well ordered, in the heart is to get some comfort.
The punishment of the great Confucian in Qingzhou was handed down by his majesty. Tang Hao naturally dared not neglect it.
It is rare to show a touch of sadness on the face with a smiling face.
The breeze is not dry, a hundred flowers bloom, bees and butterflies shuttle among them, and the scenery is very good.
Tang Hao has no intention to appreciate the beauty in front of him.
The green tea on the table is cold, and Tang Hao still doesn''t have a perfect answer in his heart.
It is a great crime to challenge imperial power, instigate the people and plot rebellion. Someone must pay a price.
However, the great Confucian scholars in Qingzhou have huge and complex forces and deep roots.
Relying on only a few words on the list, it is inevitable that those who want to convict Zhang Xian will make another article from it.
How difficult it is to solve it perfectly.
Moreover, the great Confucian family is still killing one person.
It is not the king of Tang who kills thousands of people, but himself.
If you come to such a field, how can you have a future?
"Hou ye, Mr. Zhang... Mr. Zhang doesn''t want to see you."
I don''t know when, looking dispirited, it seems that Zhang Zhengguo, a puppet, has appeared behind him.
During this trip, Zhang Zhengguo already knew the stubborn old man. He didn''t want to put down his obsession in his heart. He was still brooding on the old things.
Tang Hao listened, collected his mind, slowly stood up, looked at the butterflies flying in the yard and said.
"Zhang Xian was arrogant. He was supported by tens of thousands of bachelors behind him. It was expected that he would not see me."
"It doesn''t matter. He doesn''t want to see me. I have a way to let him meet."
Then he waved to Wu Tong standing not far away.
Wu Tong nodded slightly and turned out of the house.
Zhang Zhengguo slowly looked up, his eyes red and said.
"Brother Tang, will there be dead people in the imperial city this time?"
The words choked and the body trembled. It seemed that he was suffering a lot.
Tang Hao looked bland, with a touch of pure light in his eyes.
"The following crimes and contempt for imperial power are capital crimes."
While talking, Tang Hao slowly turned his head and said.
"Plotting rebellion and abetting others is a great crime of punishing the nine ethnic groups."
Word by word was clearly reflected in Zhang Zhengguo''s mind, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
Zhang Zhengguo''s mind was blank. He sat powerlessly on the ground, pulled Tang Hao''s trouser legs and said.
"My mentor treats me like a biological child. Brother Tang, can you alleviate..."
The words were suddenly interrupted, and a loud cry came from overhead.
"Zhang Zhengguo! You and I are both officials in the dynasty. You and I have understood the laws and regulations of the Tang Dynasty."
"Sending you is the last chance I''ll give him."
Zhang Zhengguo knew in his heart that it was not that Tang Hao didn''t help, but that he couldn''t help at all.
It involves a lot. In the Imperial City, hundreds of thousands of eyes stare at it.
Tang Hao squatted down slowly, patted Zhang Zhengguo on the shoulder and said.
"You did your best."