Chapter 32 Hunting the Erlang of the Zhang Family
"Zhao Duan? Senior sister, are you talking about the pretty boy raised by the empress?" A priest was surprised.
Jin Jian thought for a moment and nodded gently: "It's him."
The gods looked at each other, surprised that Senior Sister Jin Jian, who was simple-minded and had always been indifferent to the mortal world, would suddenly mention this person.
"This person... has a bad reputation and is shameful," a priest frowned, "Why is Senior Sister paying attention to him?"
Another person said:
"I heard that this person has committed a crime recently. It seems to be related to the traitor wanted by the court, and he caused a lot of trouble."
"Hey, I heard about it too, but I didn't pay much attention to it."
The priests of Tianshi Mansion are all devoted to spiritual practice and are indifferent to the chaos in the temple, with a strong academic atmosphere.
However, everyone loves to hear gossip, especially when it comes to "secret histories of the palace" and "harem scandals", and sorcerers cannot resist the temptation.
Therefore, Zhao Duan's attention in the practice circle is much greater than that of important ministers of the country such as prime ministers and imperial censors.
Of course, his reputation is still very bad, and he is an object of collective contempt.
At this time, a group of warlocks chatted happily, exchanging the dirty information and gossip they had about Zhao Duan.
When they thought of Jin Jian again, they were shocked to find that the senior sister had left at some point.
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The stars and moon are dim.
The golden slip was like a ghost, floating between the buildings of the Tianshi Mansion. Her black robe turned her body into a translucent state, and the priests turned a blind eye to her along the way.
Deep in the Tianshi Mansion, there is a special courtyard.
There is a large banyan tree planted in the courtyard. Its dense leaves are green all year round. It emits fluorescence at night and cicadas chirp in summer.
Jin Jian passed through the courtyard gate and saw a rocking chair under the big banyan tree, with an old man lying leisurely on it.
He is tall and straight, with a long beard and eyebrows, narrow eyes, a gentle face, and a black priest robe hanging softly.
It seems ordinary, but in fact he has a terrifying background. He is none other than Zhang Yanyi, an old Heavenly Master from the Tianshi Mansion and one of the four "Celestial Beings" today.
"Why are you free tonight to come and see me as your teacher?" Zhang Yan's voice came out as soon as he didn't move.
Jin Jian, a virgin among the "Zhudian Boys" of this generation of Tianshi Mansion and a direct disciple of the old Tianshi, thought for a moment and said:
"Disciple, there is something that I can't figure out."
"Oh? What's the matter?"
"How can a person in the mortal realm withstand the full blow of a warlock in the world and remain immortal?"
"It's unstoppable."
"Are there no exceptions?" Jin Jian frowned.
Zhang Yanyi paused for a moment, then said with a smile:
"There are four or nine things in Tianyan, and people can only escape one of them. There are all things in the world, but there are no absolutes."
Jin Jian frowned and said:
"The disciple still doesn't understand how to do it."
"Then go and ponder and study, just like learning." The old Heavenly Master said in a lazy tone.
Jin Jian thought it made sense and handed it over in a decent manner:
"Thank you, Master, for clarifying my doubts."
"Go," the old Heavenly Master waved, and the girl retreated a hundred feet away. The cicadas still chirped, and the big banyan tree suddenly swayed, with a hazy and mysterious huge face covering the courtyard.
He looked towards the direction where the girl disappeared with confusion, and said slowly:
"Did something happen to her?"
Zhang Yanyi lay on the rocking chair and turned over, without even bothering to raise his eyelids, and muttered: "It's weird."
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The same night, Zhang family.
Zhang Changshuo, who had a mustache and a green shirt and was dressed as a scholar, sent the doctor away, closed the door, looked at his brother sitting on the hospital bed, and asked:
"How does it feel?"
Zhang Changji's upper body was naked, and one arm was wrapped with gauze. He looked weak, but he was still energetic. He said harshly: "Brother, with my body, I can take pills for two days to recover. What kind of doctor do I need?" Today is the sneak attack by that surnamed Zhao, I am not prepared, otherwise..."
"Shut up!" Zhang Changshuo shouted angrily:
"Don't you think you've caused enough trouble? Who asked you to break into the house?"
Zhang Changji said softly: "I'm not just trying to vent my anger on my eldest brother..."
"Don't think I don't know what you are thinking!" Zhang Changshuo was very impressed with his brother's virtue.
Take it out on him?
Maybe there is this reason too.
But more often than not, it's about taking personal revenge and killing rice bugs.
He hates that iron cannot be made into steel: "I have said it many times, think twice before doing anything, being reckless and impulsive is the way to death."
Brother, you said so categorically that the person named Zhao must be doomed, so I dared to take action... Zhang Changji slandered, but did not dare to talk back.
After thinking for a while, he said angrily: "But can this matter be forgotten? It's a small matter for me to be beaten, but it's a big deal for you to be disliked by His Majesty."
Zhang Changshuo's face was expressionless, and he squeezed the folding fan tightly in his hand. He narrowed his eyes and said: "Of course not, let's forget it. Let Zhao Du'an be proud for a while, huh, this time he seemed to have escaped, but he completely escaped." We have done evil to the prime minister, so we only need to look for opportunities to add fuel to the flames, and we can use our swords to kill people and avenge ourselves...
As for now, let's stay dormant for a while, I'm afraid he won't dare to cause trouble to us. "
After coming back, after many inquiries, he had learned about Feng Ju's report and understood Zhao Duan's operation.
Of course, he didn't think that Zhao Duan had such wisdom and skill, and he was sure that the empress had secretly instructed him.
Zhang Changshuo felt that he was just careless and did not dodge. If he strikes carefully next time, he can definitely kill Zhao Gou with one blow.
Little did he know, Zhao Duan had already put him on the hunting list.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Although Zhang Changji was reckless, he was still obedient in important matters. After thinking about it, he suddenly said: "By the way, the people from the south contacted me before, and it was about firearms. I'll hold off first." Is it still business as usual?”
Zhang Changshuo said coldly:
"Suspend contact! At this juncture, every move you make can easily be targeted. I'll hold you back first. If you happen to be injured, I'll put you off to recuperate."
"Oh, got it."
Zhang Changji disapproved of it and felt that his brother was too scholarly, he was too cautious and hesitant in doing things.
Who can keep an eye on him?
Could it still be that Zhao Duan?
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A night of silence.
The next day, several incidents occurred, which attracted the attention of the entire capital officialdom.
The empress Xu Zhenguan was furious in the morning court and demanded a thorough investigation of official favoritism on the grounds of the case exposed by Feng Ju.
The target of the attack is the "Li Party" headed by Li Yanfu.
Yuan Li, the imperial censor, supported the matter, and the matter of changing rice to mulberry was a matter of course, and was handed over to the "Qingliu Party" by the empress.
Although Feng Ju had some flaws, he corrected his mistakes in time and was commended and promoted by the empress. Wang Xian, the son of Ning'an County, was implicated and arrested at home.
It is said that when Li Yanfu went to court, his face was as sinking as water, and officials did not dare to approach him.
The impeachment of Zhao Duan ceased for a while.
At the same time, rumors about Zhao Duan's suspected "enshrinement" spread like wildfire.
For a time, countless people who were looking forward to seeing his downfall were shocked. There were many scholars in the market who insinuated that the emperor was debauched and his country was ruined.
Zhao Duan pretended not to hear it. Anyway, his reputation has been ruined for a long time, and it is not bad this time.
After another two days of this, the aftermath of public opinion gradually subsided.
People's attention was diverted by the vigorous "anti-corruption" campaign in the court.
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This day, early morning.
When Zhao Duan walked out of the house, he got into the carriage waiting outside the house.
As expected, he picked up a stack of documents placed in the carriage.
"Is that all?" He raised his eyebrows and asked while flipping through the pages.
Zhu Kui had a flattering smile on his face:
"Time is a little tight. You are in a hurry. I can only check this for the time being. Speaking of which, you suddenly want to check Zhang Changji. Could it be..."
Zhao Duan, who was dressed in rich clothes and handsome appearance, sat lazily in the carriage, glanced at him through the curtain, and suddenly smiled: "I said I would kill him, do you... believe it? "
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ps: We have run out of saved manuscripts, and I am in a panic.
(End of chapter)