"Shameless!" Zhang Qian clenched his fists, but let them go weakly.

If he had a musket on his hand, he would have wanted to pull the trigger immediately and smash Luo Huaizu's head to pieces. However, at this moment, he didn't even have a knife and had an arrow wound on his leg.

"You hate me so much? Luo has been trying hard to help you for the sake of his fellow disciples. How could he do anything to be sorry for you?!" Walking on the edge of danger for many years, Luo Huaizu was extremely sensitive to murderous intent. He immediately put the scale rod in his hand in a defensive position and complained with grievance.

"Then I want to thank Master Luo?" Zhang Qianheng glanced at the other party, sneered and curled his lips. His fingers opened and closed angrily on both sides of his thighs.

This is the first time since he broke through time, he has developed such a strong desire to enter.

Whether it is Wang Maozhong or Sha Chongyi, he encountered before, the threats to him were temporary, and his overall strength was far inferior to his. As long as he had to take a twelve-point spirit to deal with it, he could defeat these people, and then he would no longer have to worry about these people making a comeback.

However, Luo Huaizu's overall strength is not inferior at all, even far stronger than him, and his ghosts remain undispersed. If he cannot get rid of this person once and for all, he will be destined to live under the threat of this person at all times!

"Thank me, there's no need. We are fellow disciples!" Feeling that Zhang Qian might pounce on him at any time to fight to the death, Luo Huaizu took a cautious step back and added with a smile, "But you shouldn't hate me either. First of all, I've been helping you. Your fire dragon car is obviously from the "Magic Map of the General Administration of the Mohist Party" I lent to you. Secondly, you slept so hard just now, and I want to kill you, so I just need to swing a measure of the scale."

A wisp of bone-black cold quickly rushed from the soles of Zhang Qian's feet to the spine, causing the hairs behind him to stand up again, and cold sweat fell down.

The "Map of General Administration of the Mohist Organization" was deliberately left by Luo Huaizu, with the purpose of letting himself refer to this map and solve the problems assigned by Li Xian!

In other words, above the court or in the military weapon surveillance, there are this person's eyeliner or accomplices staring at his every move at all times! And he is like a flying insect falling into a spider web. No matter how hard he struggles, he is within his calculations. He may be rushed over and eat it clean anytime and anywhere.

"I have no malice towards you, otherwise I will not take the initiative to help you solve the problem?" Luo Huaizu's voice continued, cold and sticky, like a silver ring snake sliding in the grass. "Although I killed the monk from White Horse Temple, the Buddhist revenge on you. However, this is both a crisis and a challenge for you. As long as you deal with it properly, you will always be in the Tang Dynasty's court in the future!"

"Then, I will become your slave or puppet forever!" Zhang Qian quickly glanced at Zijuan on the bed outside the door, and secretly underestimated it in his heart.

Now, he finally understood why Zijuan's father, as a high-ranking official, was controlled by Luo Huaizu, a figure in the martial arts world. It was not just because the latter had a good genre, or that this person had similar interests with Zijuan's father.

From the beginning of the meeting between the two sides, I am afraid that Zijuan's father would fall into the big net carefully woven by Luo Huaizu. Then he became more and more entangled, and became more and more tight. In the end, he could not do anything if he wanted to struggle for a while, let alone fly through the net!

"Don't worry, your little beauty was just knocked unconscious by me and tied to the bed." Luo Huaizu didn't know what he had done before, and had been told to Zhang Qian by Zijuan. Seeing that he was in a critical moment, he still looked at a maid, and a little contempt appeared on his face.

"In this case, I have to thank Master Luo for raising his talent!" He did not dare to defend himself, so as not to bring disaster to Zijuan, so Zhang Qian smiled bitterly and bowed to Luo Huaizu.

"You're welcome! The Mozhe never kills innocent people!" He found that he might have found another weakness of Zhang Qian, Luo Huaizu suddenly relaxed his spirit, smiled and waved the scale rod, and continued to induce things in a row: "For the Tang Dynasty, Buddhism has become a leech lying on its body and sucking blood. One or two are not fatal, but if there are too many, it will suck the Tang Dynasty so hard that it will be broken. Therefore, if you stand up and be enemies of Buddhism, I don't know how many knowledgeable people in the Tang Dynasty will take the initiative to stand on your side."

This is quite reasonable. At least, Zhang Qian's immediate boss Zhang Shuo personally announced that the reason why he went to the Jingzhao Prefecture yamen to catch people was because of the memorial written by Zhang Qian to the court that suggested limiting the scale of Buddhism and restricting the behavior of monks.

Zhang Ruoxu, who came to visit Zhang Qian after hearing the news this afternoon, once said in public that the monks were chanting Amitabha Buddha, but in fact they were cheated and did everything.

In addition, today's monks' evil deeds in assassination of Zhang Qian in the street will definitely make a large number of officials feel the same hatred of the enemy. A huge force is formed in secret to prevent the same malice from happening on their own heads.

Although the power of Buddhism is strong at present, it is far from reaching the point of controlling the entire court. As long as the court can make up its mind, or if Li Xian himself can make up his mind and cut off his arm, there will definitely be ways and opportunities to infiltrate the power of Buddhism into the court and strip it of it in one fell swoop.

In fact, as far as Zhang Qian knows, the biggest reason why another time and space Buddhist sect no longer tries to influence the political situation is that in history, they have been killed by the repeated Buddhist destruction movements. Even if no one is pushing it now, after Li Longji came to power, the Tang Dynasty would re-enforce Taoism and defeat Buddhism to take the initiative to restrain itself, so as not to cause trouble.

However, Luo Huaizu's words are reasonable, but Zhang Qian understands better that this person has absolutely no intention of saying these words to himself. Therefore, he was too lazy to accept or refute them, and just responded with a sneer.

"Indeed, the disaster caused by Luo during the day was brought to you by Luo. If Luo did not take revenge on White Horse Temple, those monks would definitely not have come to you so soon!" He had expected that Zhang Qian was not so easy to talk to, so Luo Huaizu handed the scale rod into his left hand and quickly took out a roll of paper from his arms with his right hand, but look...

The opportunity is here! Zhang Qian turned around decisively and pulled out the sword from the wall. Then, he swept across the curtain at the head of the bed towards Luo Huaizu, followed by, pounced forward, knelt on the bed on one knee to leverage the force, and used a moth to pounce on the flames.

All the movements were planned in his mind for a long time. When used, they were as fast as lightning. However, he overestimated Luo Huaizu's injuries. The latter's left arm and left hand were not affected by any injuries at all. He actually knocked the scale rod decisively at the same speed, "Dangdang--"

The sound of metal collision was crisp and pleasant. The sword was smashed into two pieces. Zhang Qian held the lower half of the sword in one hand and half knelt on the bed. The pain from the wound was so stimulating that the face turned pale, and sweat beads rolled down along his forehead.

"Why?" Luo Huaizu gently tapped Zhang Qian's wrist with a scale rod, forcing him to throw away half of the sword, "I have said everything, I have no malice towards you."

Then, he put the paper roll with his right hand on the bedside. He turned around and took the oil lamp on the lamp holder to illuminate the text on the paper roll, "The flowing account, the monks used to lend money. The total amount involved is about 400,000 yuan, the interest rate is four cents, and the profit is booming. If you can't afford to pay it back, take the real estate in Chang'an City, shops to pay the bill, or sell children. Those who dare to pay the bill will either be squatting in the prison of Jingzhao Mansion or have already sunk to the bottom of the Wei River!"

"Be a hero, go by yourself, don't pull me!" Zhang Qian was so painful that he couldn't speak, but he showed a clear rejection with his eyes.

"Do you think that monk Hui'an will give up after being beaten by you? He is the closed disciple of the first Baima Temple. He was specially trained by Baima Temple to make friends with noble ladies in Chang'an City. If you ruin his appearance, it is equivalent to cutting down a money tree in Baima Temple. If the empty head, will you let you go easily?!" He was very dissatisfied with Zhang Qian's attitude of not being concerned about his own affairs. Luo Huaizu handed the scale rod to his right hand again and gently tapped it in the air.

"Where does the money for the monk's mortgage come from? Isn't it all the stolen money embezzled by officials? Why does Jingzhao Mansion speak for the monk? Isn't it because the interests of both parties are too entangled, and people from all over the country have taken benefits from the White Horse Temple? And you slaughtered the White Horse Temple in Qujiang, and then the monk from Xinfeng White Horse Zhaojue Temple will come to assassinate you. Will it be a simple way to eliminate demons and defend the way? Haha, they were originally one group, and even the White Horse Temple in the world are all one!"

His eloquence was quite good. In just a few words, he showed a clear outline of a criminal group that colluded with the government and used usury to harm the people. And such a outline was not unfamiliar with Zhang Qian from the 21st century!

However, Zhang Qian was still unmoved. He slowly shook his head with a cold sweat full of pain in his head.

People in the 21st century pay attention to how capable they are and how big their jobs they have. No matter how evil the White Horse Ultimate Chain Group is, it is the affairs of the public security and the court, and it has nothing to do with the department responsible for the development of equipment for the army! What's more, the more they do, the deeper the entanglement with Luo Huaizu, and it is easier to become a puppet of this person.

"You like to be an official, but by making various weapons alone, you will be a military weapon supervisor at most in the future. Li Xian can appreciate your ability to build weapons, but will not let you get involved in the major national affairs. And if you take the lead in dealing with Buddhism, even if you are invincible in the end, or even lose a big loss, as long as you are not dead, you will be the pillar minister of the Tang Dynasty. No matter in the court, the court can no longer ignore your voice." Seeing that Zhang Qian could not surrender, Luo Huaizu thought about it and decided to change it to temptation.

In his opinion, the love of young people is nothing more than power, beauty, and money. He cannot provide money, and beauty cannot be favored by Zhang Qian for the time being, but power can make Zhang Qian feel at his fingertips!

As long as Zhang Qian is willing to follow his guidance and pursue power, he can follow the steps again. For him, everything is difficult to start. As long as Zhang Qian is willing to start, he can gradually give out benefits based on his previous experience and tighten the invisible ropes.

Unfortunately, this move was still a little bit meaningful when dealing with Zhang Qian. Zhang Qian had experienced ups and downs in his childhood and youth, so he loved money very much and enjoyed the attention and glory brought by power at present. However, there was always a bright figure hidden deep in Zhang Qian's soul.

It was Aunt Liu, who used herself as a template to teach Zhang Qian what justice, kindness and light are. It was Aunt Liu, who had not forgotten to tell him at the last moment of his life to always maintain the dignity of being a human being.

He could see the darkness and guard the light. Zhang Qian always thought that he just saw the word "Use Zhao" and picked it up as a word for expression. However, he didn't know that the meaning of this word had actually been written into the depths of his soul by Aunt Liu.

"I did think about making a difference in the court. Scholars, who is not dreaming about being an imperial master yet?" Holding the stinging pain from the wound, Zhang Qian raised his head with difficulty and responded solemnly to Luo Huaizu. His young face was full of stubbornness that was not commensurate with his age. "But, I don't want every move to be controlled by you. You either kill me or leave yourself today, otherwise, Zhang would rather fight with you and burn it, and would never be as you wish!"

After saying that, he simply gave up his support, collapsed his body on the bed, closed his eyes and sneered. He didn't even bother to look at the Luo again.

"Zhang Yongzhao!" Unexpectedly, Zhang Qian was not even able to eat the hard and hard. Luo Huaizu could no longer control his anger and raised the scale rod high above his head, making a move to smash it.

However, after raising it again and again, he was still reluctant to let it go and swung the scale rod.

Since the last attempt to overthrow Wu Zetian failed, he endured it for a full ten years before he saw the hope of re-emerging. He really couldn't bear to destroy this hope with his own hands!

In Luo Huaizu's view, the Mohist family wanted to restore the glory of competing with Confucianism in the past, but the previous path was not possible. The only solution was to learn from Confucianism, first gain a foothold in the court, and then use the help of the court to exert influence from top to bottom, and develop and grow.

Therefore, the first step is to control the officials of the court, or even an emperor. Zhang Qian's sudden appearance and rapid promotion allowed Luo Huaizu to see the fastest shortcut.

As for whether Zhang Qian's identity of Qin Mo is true or false, it is not important to Luo Huaizu. What is important is that as long as Zhang Qian becomes a disciple of the Mo family and runs for the Mo family to carry forward the Mo family, it is natural.

Moreover, through careful and multi-faceted observation, Luo Huaizu believed that even if Zhang Qian was not a child of Qin Mo, the secret hidden behind him would not be much worse than Qin Mo himself. If Zhang Qian could be successfully included and conquered, he would definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort after pursuing his wishes for many years!

"Zhang Yongzhao, I can swear to the scale of the ancestors' weight. I will never do anything that is unfavorable to you in my life!" Thinking of the great prospects after taming Zhang Qian, the anger in Luo Huaizu's heart was quickly extinguished by desire. He changed to an extremely sincere voice and made a promise with a smile.

Zhang Qian was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, so he stretched out his hand and pointed slowly at the door of the house.

"You..." Luo Huaizu was so angry that his eyes were full of fire, but he chose to endure again. He continued to lower his posture and whispered to the back of Zhang Qian's head: "Zhang Yongzhao, you are a child of the Mo family after all. If you become an imperial teacher in the future, our Mo family can prosper again. From then on, you will be worshipped by the Mo people all over the world, just like the ancestors!"

Zhang Qian still did not turn his face, but continued to point his right finger at the door. His left hand quietly clenched his fists beside him.

"I will give you Juzi Ling, you will be the head of the Mo family, and I will be the elder. In this way, you will only give orders to me in the future. How about my suggestions? "Luo Huaizu was so angry that he shivered, but his posture was lowered.

This time, Zhang Qian did not point his finger at the door again, but raised his right hand upwards and made a gripping posture.

"But you have to swear to revive the Mohist family to the present world!" Luo Huaizu was overjoyed and put the front end of the scale rod into Zhang Qian's right hand, held the handle of the rod himself, and discussed in a low voice.

A huge force suddenly came from the front of the scale rod, which caught him off guard and his body was staggering forward. Zhang Qian jumped up from the bed and hit him hard.

"Ah!" In a hurry, Luo Huaizu instinctively grabbed the scale rod, but Zhang Qian pressed directly on the floor. Looking at Zhang Qian again, he continued to hold the scale rod tightly with his right hand, and the fist of his left hand hit the bone of the nose.

"Bump!" Luo Huaizu finally had rich experience in fighting. He turned his head in time and let out the bridge of his nose. However, he ate a firm punch on his face, and was hit so hard that the stars in front of him were everywhere.

Before he could breathe pain, Zhang Qian's second punch came again, forcing him to continue dodging. Then, his face acted as a shield again, and his mouth was beaten so hard that he was squinting his eyes.

However, Zhang Qian had no chance to punch the third punch. After trying his best to carry the second punch, Luo Huaizu decisively grabbed Zhang Qian's left hand and pressed his fingers down.

"Ah——" The severe pain spread throughout the body in an instant, causing Zhang Qian to exclaim in his mouth, and his whole body curled into a shrimp, and his arms could no longer be able to lift any strength.

"Bastard, I will clear the door for the ancestor today!" Luo Huaizu turned over and jumped up, and the scale rod in his hand rushed straight to Zhang Qian's head.

However, when the scale rod fell halfway, he decisively held his arm: "Boy, I will give you another chance, the last time!"

Zhang Qian was so painful that he had no energy to speak. He held his thighs with his hands, closed his eyes and waited to die!

"Zhang Yongzhao, don't think that I'm afraid of you Qin Mo!" Luo Huaizu could no longer bear it, so he swung the scale rod and slapped Zhang Qian, but he always avoided the other party's vital points.

Zhang Qian had neither the strength to resist nor dodge. He just closed his eyes and rolled slowly on the ground. He would rather be beaten and bruised than accept a word from this person.

Luo Huaizu hit him more than a dozen times in a row, but still couldn't make Zhang Qian surrender. He bit his teeth suddenly, squatted down, and discussed in a deep voice: "Boy, you have a good fortune, I admire you! How about we make a deal? If you agree, I will leave now! If you don't agree, I will kill you first, then kill your little beauty, and then kill all the servants and servants in your farm one by one! Don't believe it, I will do what I say!"

"You are Mozhe!" Zhang Qian opened his eyelids and gritted his teeth to remind him.

"So too!" Luo Huaizu responded with a sneer, "Our Mo family is the most important thing to be fair. I am the head of Qi Mo, you are the senior brother of Qin Mo. We each represent the master behind us, make a deal, each gets what we need, and then do not owe each other. If you don't agree, Qin Mo rebels from the master, which leads to the Mo family's three points, and you deserve the blame!"

"You have to do a deal!" Zhang Qian worked hard twice in a row, but failed to kill the other party. He no longer had the energy to try again for the third time, so he had to frown and bargain with the other party.

"You first left the mountain gate, and you didn't know the Tang Dynasty, and you were even more disgusted with the officialdom. And your two junior brothers are all business materials and can't help you at all." Luo Huaizu struggled all night but got nothing, so he could only give up the idea of ​​subduing Zhang Qian and settle for the second best. "I dare not say that it is completely clear, at least I know what to do, which is the most beneficial to you. I suffer a loss, be a counselor by your side, and give you advice."

"I don't want to listen to your plans, so I can ignore them!" Zhang Qian raised his head and emphasized cautiously.

"Of course!" Luo Huaizu agreed without hesitation, "Why do business? Of course, you are willing to do it and each one gets what you need."

"Then what do you want?" Zhang Qian knew that his life and death were all in the hands of the other party at this moment, and he did not dare to do too much for himself. He glanced at Luo Huaizu and asked in a low voice.

"I want to revive the Mohist family to the present world!" Luo Huaizu didn't think about it and answered decisively.

"Business is equivalent!" Zhang Qian glanced at him and reminded seriously, "You always hold a scale rod!"

"Boy, is it interesting to slander the Mo family's Juzi Order like this?" Luo Huaizu was furious and blushed in protest. However, he was unwilling to slap Zhang Qian and gritted his teeth and whispered: "This thing is originally called Libra. No matter whether your master has told you or not, I will tell you again today. This title is the principle of my Mo family's travel around the world. I am not afraid of the ghosts and gods of heaven, earth, and the emperors on earth. What I want is just a fairness!"

"Since I only want to be fair, I might as well tell you to revive the Mohist family and be a counselor for me, which is not equivalent to you!" Zhang Qian was not interested in understanding the old almanac of the Mohist family, rolled his eyelids and emphasized again.

"You are also a child of the Mo family!" Luo Huaizu was so angry that he trembled again, gritting his teeth to remind him.

Zhang Qian neither denies nor admits it. He closed his eyes and continued to wait for the pain and nerves all over his body to be numb.

"I only have so many, don't force me!" Luo Huaizu had no choice but to retreat, and he held the scale rod tightly again.

"Within five years, you must not make any requests to me. After five years, you can make requests, but not beyond my ability, nor can you bring me any danger." As if you felt his movements, Zhang Qian finally made a concession in his mouth. While breathing, he said quickly, "As for the revival of the Mo family in this world, you can work hard as your and me for your life's goal, but the destination is not necessarily in the Tang Dynasty!"

"What does it mean?" Luo Huaizu was stunned and blurted out his words after asking.

In the previous part, he could hear that Zhang Qian was implementing a delaying strategy. However, he was not afraid. As long as Zhang Qian was willing to agree to the deal, he believed that sooner or later, he could make this person completely fall into his control and not fight for it sooner or later.

However, in the second half, he could not think of the reason for Zhang Qian's proposal. The origin of the Mo family's ancestors was also in the Central Plains, and all the classics were written in the Central Plains. Where else could the Mo family go if they were not revived in the Central Plains? Could it be that they go to the wilderness around them?
To be continued...