Chapter 770 Returning to Taicang
June 20th, the star shines brightly on the door, which is an auspicious day for the construction of the door.
On this day, the first ray of dawn in the morning faintly came out from the horizon, and a hint of coolness came to the world with the dawn. Summer mornings always make people energetic. Zhu Pingan had an early morning So he took Liu Mu and Liu Dadao out of Linhuai Hou Mansion and headed all the way to Qintianjian Yamen.
The sun is rising and the horses' hooves are brisk.
Blue-gray courtyards, winding stone streets, moss-covered brick walls, open rouge and gouache shops, and breakfast shops with people coming and going.
The capital gradually woke up in the morning, and the leaves of the willow trees along the road began to stretch under the morning sun.
When Zhu Pingan and the others arrived at Qintian Prison, Qintian Prison had not yet opened its doors, so Zhu Pingan, Liu Mu and Liu Dadao had breakfast at a nearby breakfast shop.
The waiter wearing a white towel warmly welcomed them into the store. Zhu Ping'an and the other two ordered three bowls of sugar bean juice, a plate of side dishes, and a basket of fried dough sticks, and ate them on a table by the roadside.
A bite of fried dough sticks, a bite of side dishes, and another sip of bean juice. The feeling of happiness is overwhelming the moment you fill your stomach.
Coincidentally, after breakfast, I walked out of the shop and saw Qin Tianjian slowly opening the door.
While Liu Mu and Liu Dadao were waiting outside, Zhu Pingan entered the Qintian Prison alone and registered his signature. The gatekeeper led Zhu Pingan to see Zhang Siming.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, the poor Taoist calculated with his fingers that the Number One Scholar is about to come." Zhang Siming, who had a fat head and big ears like Maitreya Buddha, and was wearing a gray and white Taoist robe, came up to him with a smile on his face. There is also a dharma seal pinched between his fingers.
Nonsense, today is the day to replace the warehouse door. Of course I have to come. Zhu Ping'an cursed in his heart, took two steps quickly with a smile on his face, cupped his hands and said: "Haha, I'm here again to give Zhang Sir, you are causing trouble."
"No trouble, no trouble, Zhuangyuan Lang will sit down for a while and wait for me to pack up the magic weapons and then go to Taicang." Treasurer Zhang shook his head with a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Zhu Ping'an cupped his hands.
"Why are you so polite, Master Zhuangyuan? I haven't thanked Master Zhuangyuan for his article "Kneel before the Buddha for Three Thousand Years" written the day before yesterday. As soon as this article was published, it swept away the haze of the Taoist sect and allowed us and other Taoist sects to feel proud. That's the end of this article. , It is better than the preaching work of thousands of Taoist priests." Treasurer Zhang waved his hand and said with a smile.
"Master Zhang has given me the award. Ping An is really unworthy of it. I still know how much Ping An has weighed." Zhu Pingan shook his head seriously.
"Haha, don't be humble, Zhuangyuanlang. I am not the only one who said this, and it's not just that. Many people think that Zhuangyuanlang's "Kneeling before the Buddha for Three Thousand Years" is more than Yuan Maozhong's "Luoshui Xuangui's First Presentation of Auspiciousness" Zhang Siming looked at Zhu Ping'an and said with a smile.
Uh
No.
Zhu Ping'an smiled bitterly and shook his head. Yuan Wei's couplet was so popular that no one knew about it, and the flattery was photographed to the extreme.
"That's true. There are several adults in Wuyi Palace who said so." Zhang Siming looked at Zhu Pingan again with a smile.
No.
Zhu Pingan shook his head when he heard this.
Yuan Wei is a conceited person, and he already dislikes him. If he hears this statement when he comes back from patrolling the border, he will be even more in trouble with himself.
I know history. Yuan Weiqing's poems are excellent. He is very favored by Emperor Jiajing. This guy's promotion speed is unprecedented. Even though he is just a bachelor's student now, within ten years, this guy will be crowned prince. The Minister of Bao and the Ministry of Rites will then quickly join the cabinet and be called the "Qingci Prime Minister" together with Li Chunfang, Yan Na, Guo Pu and others.
It is never a good thing to be looked down upon by such a promising and narrow-minded person.
After a few words of greeting, Director Zhang ordered someone to pour a cup of tea for Zhu Pingan. He asked Zhu Pingan to wait a moment, and then went out to order people to prepare the magical weapons.
After about two cups of tea, Zhang Siming came in and said that the utensils were ready and they could set off for Taicang.
When Zhu Ping'an and Zhang Siming went out, they saw the magical weapons prepared by Zhang Siming. The so-called magical weapons were incense candles, paper money, cinnabar, writing brushes, Taoist charms, peach wood swords, bells, and black dog blood. , sheep blood, cow blood and other things.
In addition to Zhang Siming, Qin Tianjian also went to Taicang with two Taoist priests. These two Taoist priests were much more professional and professional than the fat-headed and big-eared Zhang Siming. According to Zhang Siming's introduction, these two Taoist priests are also officials of the Qintian Prison. They are the ninth-grade Wuguan Prison Marquis and are "talents" selected from famous Taoist temples.
Zhang Siming sat in a carriage, and the other two Taoist priests sat in another carriage, looking at the magical instruments.
Zhu Ping'an gathered Zhang Siming's carriage and prepared to go out and ride again.
As soon as the carriage left the gate of Qintian Prison, Zhu Ping'an saw the Blood Drop Sword and more than 20 Dongchang fans waiting outside the gate holding a horse.
The Dripping Sword had an expressionless face and stood upright in front of the door. He was wearing a white official uniform and a black cloak, with a scarlet sword hanging on his waist and a "Dongchang" waistband hanging on his waist.
Behind him, Dongchang Fanzi was also wearing a black cloak and was divided into two rows. He held his waist knife in his right hand and stood silently behind the bleeding sword.
There was no sound, just like statues, exuding endless coldness.
The name of a person is the shadow of a tree.
When Zhang Siming, who had been smiling all the time, saw the Blood-Drying Sword waiting for Dongchang Fanzi, the smile on his face could not be stretched.
Everyone who passed by here on the road stayed away, did not dare to breathe, and walked quickly around the detour.
Liu Mu and Liu Dadao, who were waiting outside, were also very frightened. They led their horses opposite them and did not dare to look directly at the Bloody Sword and other people in the East Factory. When they were in the village, they often heard about the evil names of Dongchang and Jinyiwei, such as the eighteen kinds of torture, killing people without blinking an eye, killing people without breaking the law, etc. It can be said that the factory guards frightened the common people. Liu Mu and Liu Dadao were so bold because of their existence. Most ordinary people would have peed their pants just standing there.
"Good morning, Zhang Baihu, good morning to you all." Zhu Pingan got off the carriage and said hello to the Blood-Drying Sword and others.
"Good morning, Mr. Zhu. The Za family has come here to listen to Mr. Zhu's orders according to the Holy Spirit. Everything must be obeyed by Mr. Zhu. No one dares to disobey." Zhang Baihu cupped his hands and replied with a gentle smile.
“Don’t dare to disobey your orders,” two rows of Dongchang fans shouted in unison.
This morning, Emperor Jiajing ordered Huang Jin to send a team of people to be dispatched by Zhu Ping'an. The one sent by Huang Jin was the Blood-Bleeding Sword.
Zhu Ping'an was overjoyed when he heard this. People from Dongchang were in awe, and he couldn't ask for more. He raised his hands to Zhang Baihu and others and said, "I don't dare to tell you. Today I have to rely on Zhang Baihu and all the officials for help."
So the group of people headed towards Taicang in a mighty manner. (End of this chapter)