He was sweating all over his head, his face turned pale yellow, and his wrinkles were intertwined at the corners of his eyes and lips. When the censor Dou Huaizhen entered Zhang Qian's bedroom, he saw such a miserable image.

"Young Master Zhang suffers!" A ray of sympathy quickly surged on his face. He stepped forward and was about to touch Zhang Qian's forehead like a kind elder. However, a salted fish and rotten corpse smeared with the smell of jasmine flowers rushed towards him.

"Wipe--" Dou Huaizhen is a child of an authentic old family. Even when he squats on the toilet, sandalwood is stuffed into his nostrils. How could he withstand this smell? Immediately, his five abdomen and six internal organs rolled.

But the second junior brother of Zhang Qian, Guo Nu, came forward enthusiastically from the bedside, crossed his hands, bowed to him, "Thank you, the doctor for coming to visit. The senior brother is seriously injured and has difficulty moving. Guo thanked the doctor on behalf of the senior brother!"

"No gift, no gift, Master Guo is polite." Dou Huaizhen finally discovered where the complex stench came from. He opened his body sideways, held his breath and responded, and at the same time tried to tighten his throat so that he would not vomit out the food on the spot.

It was so smelly that the sky was so stinking that the sky was dark. It turned out that Dou Huaizhen heard that the little bully of Chang'an, Guo Nu, could kill the flies. He thought that the playboys lost the fight and deliberately ruined Guo Nu's reputation. Today, he suddenly realized that the rumors were really impossible to be true.

Fortunately, Zhang Qian on the bed woke up in time and asked weakly, "Who is here?" to save his old Dou Yisheng. However, he completely forgot the idea of ​​exploring Zhang Qian's condition, so as not to get too close to Guo Nu and make him faint.

Although Guo Nu, although he is known as "not to be stingy", respects his senior brother very much. He immediately gave up greetings with Dou Huaizhen, ran back to the bed in two steps, lowered his head, and reported in a low voice: "Senior Brother, he is the Censor and Gong Huaizhen of the Censor. My junior brother and I reported to you just now. Unexpectedly, you fell asleep again in a blink of an eye."

"Ah, it's so rude. Zhang, Zhang originally wanted to wait. After Mr. Dou entered the door, he got out of bed and greeted him immediately!" Zhang Qian was obviously inactive. He took the boss's efforts to express his meaning completely. "Why don't you? Don't wake me up. Help me up. Mr. Dou, Mr. Dou is an elder, respected. You and I cannot neglect him."

"Hey, hey, senior brother, be careful, senior brother, don't worry!" Ren Cong also agreed repeatedly and rushed over to help Guo Nu. The two brothers clamped Zhang Qian on the left and right, and then tried to help the latter firmly so that they would not fall back to the bed halfway and pull the wound.

Even so, Zhang Qian was so tired that he was sweating. He panted and held his fist at Dou Huaizhen, "Dou Gong is here, and the humble house is full of glory. Please forgive the officials who are seriously injured and cannot welcome them with full tribute."

As he spoke, his strength was a little unsustainable. His heavy head drooped to his chest uncontrollably.

"Lying down, lying down!" Dou Huaizhen's scalp was numb when he saw it, and he waved his hand gently, "Let's down quickly, I'm here to visit you, not to trouble you. We don't need these false gifts today."

"Let's thank you Mr. Dou!" Zhang Qian struggled to raise his head, tried hard to hold Dou Huaizhen again, and then slowly lay down with the support of his two junior brothers. Then, he was panting like a cow.

Seeing this, Dou Huaizhen had prepared all morning nonsense and empty words in her stomach, but she could not say them any more. After hesitating for a while, he bit the bullet and directly pointed out his intention: "Zhang Shaojian was so seriously injured, and I was deeply angry when I saw it."

"Thank you, Mr. Dou, for speaking up for justice!" Ren Cong was honest and immediately stepped forward to bow and salute, "Although my senior brother is a low-ranking young prisoner, he was appointed by the court. If all life and death are controlled by the monk, who will become this Tang Dynasty?"

"It's true, it's true. Some crazy monks are really too unreasonable this time!" Dou Huaizhen's second half of the words were blocked in his throat, which made him feel very uncomfortable. However, he had to follow Ren Cong's words and condemn the monk's behavior. Then, he sacked the boss's efforts and forced the talk back.

Now, it was a little too stiff, making him feel his face hot and his voice became less and less confident. "But, as the saying goes, a tree is bound to have dead branches. This is true for large families, and so is Buddhism."

He had to stop and breathe a sigh of relief. Looking at Zhang Qian who was "dying", he solemnly asked, "I think that some monks are rampant and cannot be counted as the entire Buddhist sect. Do you agree with the young prison?"

"The officials agree with what the doctor said." Zhang Qian opened his eyelids in pain, and his response was full of helplessness.

Extremists are always individual, and the rest of the believers are all peaceful. In the same way, he had long heard the ears of calluses in the 21st century. But now, he has changed to another religion to wash it off, but the formula of the "potifer" is exactly the same.

Hearing the reluctant meaning in Zhang Qian's words, Dou Huaizhen frowned and continued to be a peacemaker: "Zen Master Dade Jueyuan, I heard that a crazy monk assassinated Zhang Shaojian and rushed from Lantian to Weinan, hoping to come to the door to carry a thorn to apologize. When he learned that I was visiting Zhang Shaojian, he asked me to hand him a sentence to Zhang Shaojian first, so as not to be misunderstood by the Shaojian when he came to the door in the future."

"Take a thorn to apologize?" Zhang Qian closed his eyes weakly and pondered for a long time before he responded weakly, "There is no need. What does the monks in Xinfeng County have to do with the old Zen master? These are still clear. The officials will only ask the officials to pursue the assassin and capture the envoy behind the scenes. They will never implicate the innocent indiscriminately."

Although he was still angry when he spoke, he bit the word "innocent". After hearing this, Dou Huaizhen immediately understood that he was unwilling to easily expose the assassination hatred. He quickly smiled and quickly gave the reconciliation conditions advocated by Monk Jueyuan. "The Young Master is indeed a sensible person! Zen Master Jueyuan said that although the assassination was only done by some crazy monks, the Buddhist sect expressed deep guilt. Therefore, he was willing to represent Buddhism and give the Young Master a gift to the two thousand acres of fertile land in Weinan County as a resource for healing."

"Can he be the master of the White Horse Temple lineage?" It seemed that he didn't know at all how valuable the permanent use rights of the two thousand acres of fertile land was? Zhang Qian gasped for a moment and asked quietly.

"This? Zen Master Jueyuan is highly respected and will not be unable to restrain a White Horse Sect!" Dou Huaizhen gave a definite answer without thinking. "Otherwise, he would not take the initiative to ask me to talk to the young supervisor for him."

"Then, how about the relationship between the doctor and this Zen Master Jueyuan?" Zhang Qian was very unsatisfied. He closed his eyes and gasped for a while before he asked again.

"When I was a teenager, I once traveled with him." Dou Huaizhen's answer was very straightforward, but hesitated soon. "Friendship, friendship was pretty good at that time. However, there were still some years since we had not had sex. Don't worry, I must be on the side of the junior prison."

After saying that, he felt tired, sighed and quietly waited for Zhang Qian's decision.

As an official of the Tang Dynasty, whether he is successful in his career or frustrated, he naturally has to stand on Zhang Qian's side in this matter. After all, the monks were angry today and could assassinate Zhang Qian, a fifth-rank prisoner, and they might roar at him, the third-rank censor, in another day.

However, when he was young and frivolous, he had to find a way to repay the debts. Therefore, he could only give an ambiguous answer so that he would not fall too deeply.

"Thank you, Doctor Dou!" Zhang Qian crossed his hands and lay flat on the bed to salute Dou Huaizhen. Then, he closed his eyes and gasped for a while before slowly giving the answer: "If Doctor Dou had a good relationship with Na Jueyuan, he would advise him and the Buddhist sect behind him to make a cut with the White Horse Sect as soon as possible. As the doctor said just now, there will inevitably be dead branches in big trees. Don't be afraid of having dead branches, just cut them off in time. Otherwise, over time, insects will inevitably chew along the dead branches on the main trunk."

"You..." Unexpectedly, Zhang Qian had to bargain so fiercely, and he wanted to destroy the entire White Horse Sect. Suddenly, Dou Huaizhen felt a little unlucky. He was about to rely on his seniority to suppress Zhang Qian and lower his conditions, but suddenly a crazy barking sound came from his ears. Then, a suffocated servant stumbled in.

"Report to the owner of the manor, a monk forced himself into the Liushen Hualu workshop to set fire!" Guo's angrily asked, but the servant held the door frame with his hands and reported in a daze.

"What?" Guo was so frightened that he rushed out of the room and rushed out of the fire.

Dou Huaizhen also shivered in her heart. She didn't bother to put pressure on Zhang Qian anymore. She followed Guo Nu's back and rushed to the door. She looked up and saw that there were several houses not far away, with thick smoke rising from the sky.

"Report to the owner of the house, the workshop was ordered not to close the window. After the monk climbed over the wall and broke in, he threw the torch into the house and ignited the alcohol inside!"

"Report to the owner of the manor, the fire is too big, but the housekeeper Ren has ordered to give up putting out the fire and to capture the evil monk who set fire."

Two more servants rushed over and reported to the house panting. At the same time, dozens of servants rushed over with weapons and rushed towards seven or eight bald heads that rushed left and right, and the chaotic blades were striking.

Zhang Qian pretended to be sick and could not move. Guo Nu and Ren Cong had no time to make any arrangements. The black smoke on the workshop was getting thicker and thicker. Immediately afterwards, "Boom!", the flames rose three feet high, and the entire workshop turned into a huge ball of fire!

"Kill those monks who set fire to death!"

"Don't let them run away!"

"Bare them to death, beat them to death!"

...

Some men and women working in the farm also rushed to the fire with wooden sticks, shovels, pickaxes and other objects. They completely submerged the already outnumbered bald head in the angry crowd.

Now, Dou Huaizhen couldn't say anything. He sighed, turned around and returned to the ward, and bowed to Zhang Qian who was closing his eyes under the quilt. "Young Supervisor was frightened. Dou didn't expect that the monk from the White Horse Sect would not even listen to Zen Master Jueyuan's words."

"This matter has nothing to do with Doctor Dou. The doctor is willing to come to see me. Zhang is very grateful!" Zhang Qian grinned, opened his eyes that were red from the stimulation of Jiang Shui again, and held his fists back to the salute, "If possible, please ask the doctor to bring a word to Zen Master Jueyuan. If the White Horse Sect is not eliminated, Buddhism will be punished by heaven. I hope the Zen Master will take out the courage of a hero to cut off his arm as soon as possible, so as not to regret it in the future!"

"This..." Dou Huaizhen began to look back again, but hesitated for a while and still chose to nod slightly. Then, he explained to Ren Cong, and said goodbye in shame.

"Is there any new news sent here? Did anyone hurt? How many were injured?" Zhang Qian was anxious. Hearing Dou Huaizhen's footsteps, he immediately sat up on the bed and pulled off the wet towel that had been sticking to his spine.

"It's a pity that the regulations formulated by the senior brother when he first started to make alcohol!" Ren Cong dared not be negligent, so he quickly stepped forward and wiped the turmeric from his face with a towel, and responded quietly, "I found that the alcohol caught fire, and the two managers in charge of the workshop immediately brought all the friends out. After Manager Ren arrived, he also decisively chose to give up putting up the fire. Therefore, no one was burned by the fire, but the friend who was responsible for preventing outsiders from approaching was cut by more than a dozen times by the monk. At this moment, the second brother was taking his servants to rescue him."

"Damn it!" Zhang Qian cursed, gritting his teeth in anger.

"It's damn. I won't let the monk pay the entire White Horse Temple to us this time, and I will never give up!" Ren Cong, who has always been honest and kind, was so angry that his face turned pale and gritted his teeth and spoke loudly.

The manager who was in charge of the daily operation of the workshop led his friends to voluntarily withdraw, which meant that the fire was completely out of control. The fire was out of control, which meant that all the pharmacy pots in the workshop were burned into scrap copper.

Although the scrap copper can be re-smelted and refurbished, it can still be built. The three brothers and sisters are now not worth the money. However, the Hualu Workshop has been suspended for one day, and the losses of Liushen Business are hundreds of slaughtering schemes, which can definitely make all shareholders of all sizes sweat.

Thinking that the New Year was about to be held, and when Liushen Hualu, Fengyoujing, Panjin Oil and other items could be sold well, he didn't care about his heartache. He pulled Zhang Qian's sleeve with his hand and whispered, "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, Hualu workshop cannot be stopped. At worst, we can rebuild the medicine pot and buy some alcohol from the military weapon workshop to respond to the emergency. The New Year is coming soon, and the wealthy families in Chang'an City..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that Zhang Qian's face was wrong, and quickly stopped his mouth on his own initiative. Then, he looked at his senior brother eagerly, waiting for the latter to make a decision.

"We are not busy rebuilding the pharmacy pot. If we want to make it, we will build a bigger and better one." He did not wait too long. Soon, Zhang Qian made an arrangement in a low voice, "First choose a Xiangyang hillside that is inconvenient to water among the fields under my name, and build a large yard. Then, use bricks and stone houses to serve as workshops. As for the parts of the new pharmacy pot, I will draw them for you again. You go to the military weapon supervisor to ask the craftsmen to help you make the materials and wages, and pay them from the business according to the rules."

The factory should have been built long ago, but the products are not necessarily limited to alcohol, flower dew, wind oil and panacea. Workers can no longer be limited to slaves of the three families, Ren, Guo and Zhang! As early as when the financial resources were allowed, Zhang Qian thought about discussing these expansions with the major shareholders of Liushen Commercial Bank, but he was so busy that he had not made any effort. Today, the workshop was destroyed by the fire, which saved him all the trouble, and just allowed him to make a new work on the blank paper!

"Yes!" Ren Cong always obeyed Zhang Qian. He immediately took paper and pen and wrote down his explanations one by one. Zhang Qian stood up and moved his muscles and bones with a cane while slowly replenishing, "The alcohol used for emergency treatment cannot be regulated by military equipment. In the past few days, I will teach you a simple method: You can find absolutely reliable people and find a house to secretly refine them. Although it is a little troublesome, it is definitely necessary to make flower dew. In addition, in the Military Equipment Supervision and Armor Bureau, help me cast two bronze bells as soon as possible. I will draw the specifications for you. You can also record the materials together, 88% of copper, 1 tin, and white lead is left." (Note: white lead, called zinc in ancient China)

"Yes!" Ren Cong didn't know why the elder brother wanted to cast bells, and the materials requirements were so strange. However, he didn't ask much, just picked up the pen and recorded it carefully.

"Then help me order three hundred kilograms of sulfur, two thousand kilograms of saltpeter, and three hundred kilograms of high-quality bamboo charcoal together. I have great use!" Nodding at Ren Cong, Zhang Qian continued to whisper, and a cold light flashed in his red eyes.

Luo Huaizu was right. He could not rely solely on the court, but he might not be able to rely on it. And Zhang Qian could not sit still and wait for death. Then, after he had finished pretending to be sick and used the enemy's tricks, his killer move should be prepared early.

"Bang!" He was startled by the murderous aura that suddenly emanated from his senior brother. Ren Cong's hand trembled, and the brush that made the recording fell on the paper, and a huge ball of ink splashed out instantly.

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"Bang!" Zhang Ruoxu paused a pot of warm chrysanthemums on the table with a furious look, "Zhang Yongzhao's family was set on fire by the monk. Are you two still in the mood to play chess here?"

"We are both civil servants, what can we do? What's more, Dou Huaizhen has not come out of his house yet. We have to wait for this person to leave before seeing him!" Bi Gou rolled his eyelids and slowly placed a white word on the chessboard, "It's your turn, Ji Weng."

"Wait until I have a sip of wine to warm my chest." He Zhizhang grabbed the wine pot, poured a cup for himself, responded with a smile, deliberately not looking at Zhang Ruoxu's anxious face, "No hurry, the chess has just begun, I want to distinguish the winner and lose, it's still early!"

"Then I'll take a sip too!" Bi Gou also poured himself a cup, snatching his slightest squid, and shook his head gently, "Young friend Zhang is a cautious person, I don't believe it. He just met a thorn yesterday, and today the village has not strengthened his defense."

"Hmph!" Zhang Ruoxu said that the two of them were so angry that they stamped their feet and turned around and left. However, before they could finish a game of chess, they rushed back angrily, "The fire has been extinguished! You two old guys have no conscience, but the people around them have consciences. They helped Zhang Yongzhao and caught the monk set fire, and neither of them missed the net!"

"It should be so. In the past few months, he has been building roads, silting, building bridges, and paying wages to the tenants in the village." As if he had expected this, He Zhizhang raised his eyelids and put them in a clip. The old god was adding, "Where can you find a second person to go with such a good boss? If the merchants don't help him, would they still help those monks who can curse people in hell?!"

"But his white wine workshop and flower dew workshop were burned out!" Zhang Ruoxu grabbed the wine pot and refused to share with two "unconscienced" old friends, "I don't hide much anymore, I have to save some drinks. I suffered a disaster in the Zhao family. At this moment, I have no shame to come to ask for wine again."

"It's just like you've been going less!" Bi Gou grabbed a wine pot but didn't get it back, rolling his eyelids and sarcastically.

"I just asked for a few barrels of wine from him, but you, Longweng, asked for his windmills and the well. It was all his credit that he was able to be recruited from the road of exile and return to Chang'an!" Zhang Ruoxue was worried and scolded him angrily.

"So, when he encountered something, I pulled Ji Weng and visited him. I just saw Dou Huaizhen's car from afar and didn't want to walk with this person, so I just came to your house to hide for the time being!" Bi Gou was not angry, and continued to make a move, responding with a smile.

"What's the use of just visiting? At this moment, he needs someone to stand up and support him!" Zhang Ruoxu threatened the wine pot for a long time, but he didn't see anyone giving in, so he had to take the initiative to put the wine pot down again, "Long Weng, I retired early and can't help. But you, after all, have been a Zhongshu Shepherd, stand up..."

"Don't worry, don't worry, the main owner behind me has not yet appeared, and I will definitely lose now!" Bi Gou glanced at him and continued to shake his head gently, "You should also relax. Although you are young, you are not so easy to be defeated by others. What's more, he is weak and endured a few more pressures will be of great benefit to him."

"You..." Zhang Ruoxu said he was so angry that he was panting.

Afraid that he would hurt his body too anxiously, He Zhizhang knocked on the chessboard with a chess piece and smiled and helped explain: "Shiweng, if you are really concerned, it will be inconvenient. How could Longweng stand by and watch? If Longweng had not taken action secretly, with Mr. Zhang's current ability, how could he be so easy to take Yongzhao out of the Jingzhao Prefecture Office?!"

"You mean, was Long Weng and Mr. Zhang joining forces to rescue Yong Zhao?" Zhang Ruoxu was slightly stunned when he heard this, and his eyes instantly glared.

"Tomorrow, there will be a censor's book to persuade Your Majesty to reduce the certificates of monks and nuns in the world and reduce the land occupied by Buddhist temples. The Ministry of Personnel, Ministry of Works, Ministry of Justice, Ministry of Justice, all have the Minister of State and Minister of Justice." Finally, he teased Zhang Ruoxu enough, Bi Gou glared at him and added slowly. "As for the emperor's willingness to accept this advice, I can only let fate. In short, I did not just watch the fun beside me as you said!"

"Ah—" Zhang Ruoxu was shocked and guilty, and his mouth could not be closed for a long time.
Chapter completed!