Chapter 41: I once said

The atmosphere suddenly became a little mysterious.

There is still a little embarrassment.

Lu Zang's face turned purple, his lips were gray, and his body shivered uncontrollably.

But Zhang Qian's face should be as sincere as he is!

"My friend, although Zi Qian is a little younger than me, his literary talent is far above me!" He Zhizhang is kind and quick enough to realize that Zhang Qian might have never heard of Lu Zang's name. He quickly smiled and said to resolve the embarrassment. "Last year his sentence "Flying roe half-brushes the silver shadow, and the waterfall flows in jade!" spread throughout Chang'an overnight. The scholars in the city rushed to copy and recite. You were just too late to come out of the mountain and were not lucky enough to witness the grand occasion at that time!"

"Oh, it turns out that this poem was done by my seniors! Please forgive me for being ignorant! I am very lucky to be able to ask for advice from my seniors in person today!" Zhang Qian quickly realized that his previous actions were really inappropriate, so he immediately looked stunned and bowed to the other party again.

How many days has he been to the Tang Dynasty? It is no longer valuable to learn the etiquette of the Tang people so much. However, this blunt and polite behavior fell into Lu Zangyi's eyes, which was like deliberately slapping himself in the face. Instantly, the latter could no longer hold it back and suddenly brushed his sleeves and left.

"My friend, how can you treat an elder like this!" The imperial physician Sun Anzu was anxious and complained to Zhang Qian, and quickly stepped to chase him, "Guiweng,Guiweng walk slowly. Be careful of his feet..."

It would be fine if he didn't shout, but when he shouted, Lu Zangyong felt more angry and more anxiously, and he made the servants who were holding his mount unable to catch up. As a result, he accidentally stepped on Tuaner's shit, and fell four feet towards the sky.

"Master, Master!" The servants were so scared that they rushed out of the sky, rolled and crawled up, helping Lu Zangyong up.

Sun Anzu held his breath and walked forward, quickly checking for the person to fall and injured. He Zhizhang and Zhang Ruoxu originally wanted to scold Zhang Qian and relieve Lu Zang's anger. Seeing that he fell so miserably, he also shut up decisively to avoid the person being really angry and immediately relied on his own official status to find trouble for a young man.

This moment happened in just a few short snaps of fingers, and Zhang Qian couldn't react at all. He didn't understand that he had obviously apologized to Lu Zang very politely and said that he was ignorant, so why did the other party get so angry?

With sympathy, he also followed him in two steps, took out a porcelain bottle from his close-fitting pocket, and handed it to Sun Anzu: "Senior Sun, use this item to apply some to Senior Lu. It can remove blood stasis, promote blood circulation, and remove odor."

Of course, the porcelain bottle contains panacea oil. Whether it has the effect of removing blood stasis is still the second thing. In Zhang Qian's view, the most important thing at the moment is to temporarily cover the smell of dog shit and prevent everyone from suffering from the nose.

Sure enough, as soon as Sun Anzu pulled out the porcelain bottle stopper, a cool fragrance filled everyone's nostrils. He then picked out a little with his little finger and gently applied it to Lu Zang's scratched palms, wrists, elbows, etc. The smell of dog shit was immediately diluted a lot, at least, it made everyone no longer have to hold their breath to treat each other.

But Lu Zangyong was benefited by Zhang Qian, but refused to miss his favor. He turned his head aside and snorted loudly. However, Sun Anzu did not want to offend this person, nor did he feel too wronged Zhang Qian. While plugging the porcelain bottle containing the money oil again, he gently bowed to Zhang Qian: "Thank you, Shisanlang for applying the medicine! This thing tastes very similar to Fengliu, but it is made into an ointment, which is more convenient to carry. I don't know..."

"A few days ago, I learned the techniques of the elders of the masters. It is indeed of the same type of medicine as Fengyou Jing, and the medicinal properties are very similar." I had expected that he would dig into the bottom of the matter, but Zhang Qian did not hide it and told the truth about the origin of the Wanjin Oil, "If you like it, please keep it. It is not difficult to refine this thing, it just requires some materials and water grinding skills."

"Then, I'm so disrespectful!" Sun Anzu was overjoyed. The dissatisfaction with Zhang Qian was instantly disappeared completely because of his concern for offending Lu Zangyong.

"I dare to teach my seniors that this medicine can only be applied externally, not internally. The main purpose is to drive away mosquitoes, refresh the mind and relieve itching. Removing blood stasis is just a side effect. If you use it easily, just go to Ren Cong to get it. I have nothing to do recently, so I can configure more." The live advertisements delivered to my door are useless, and Zhang Qian once again started to replenish...

"Can you still take it again? No, no, there is no need, this bottle is enough, it's enough!" Sun Anzu was so happy that his eyes were smiling into a gap, and he waved his hands at Zhang Qian.

He was a medicine fool who was like a fake, and he suddenly got a new medicine, so he naturally forgot everything around him. And Lu Zangyong had just fallen and felt wronged at this moment. Seeing that Sun Anzu was actually bribed by someone with an unknown bottle of ointment, he felt even more ashamed and annoyed. He simply pushed the child servant away, strode towards his mount, then flew onto the horse, shaking the reins, and swayed away.

"Guan Weng,Guan Weng!" He Zhizhang shouted twice but couldn't stop, so he had to give up in disappointment.

"You young man is too unstable! Gui Weng's poems are high and weak, and it's fine if you have little knowledge, but you don't even know how to ask for advice humbly!" He was afraid that Lu Zang would find fault and take revenge on Zhang Qian after he was angry. Zhang Ruoxu took advantage of the fact that the servants of the Lu family had not yet followed him and scolded Zhang Qian. "After going back, buy a few volumes of Lu Gong's works and carefully study them. See him again next time, so as not to make a joke again!"

"Yes, seniors have taught me a very good lesson. You obey the order!" Zhang Qian could feel the intention of protecting him hidden in Zhang Ruoxu's words, and suppressed his smile and bowed.

"It's not your fault for Zhang Xiaoyou. After all, he has only been out of the mountain for a while and is not familiar with the etiquette of the Tang Dynasty!" He Zhizhang is just as kind to everyone. Looking at Lu Zangyong's back, he deliberately added loudly. "As the saying goes, no mistake can be made wrong. With Mr. Lu's spirit, he will definitely not care about these things with a younger generation."

Watching the other party's back go away, he quickly turned his head and whispered Zhang Qian: "My friend, Chang'an is not in the mountain gate. Be sure to think twice before speaking. Mr. Lu is still a magnanimous person. If you meet those vengeful people, you will definitely cause yourself a lot of trouble."

"My younger brother, I really didn't mean it!" Zhang Qian clasped his fists and shouted for justice, "I have only been out of the mountain for a few days and have never recited a few poems. I really didn't mean to be slow to that gentleman!"

This is a big truth. Although Zhang Qian was a liberal arts student, he was not able to memorize all the poems of the Tang Dynasty. Apart from Li Bai, Du Fu, He Zhizhang, Bai Juyi, and Zhang Ruoxu, he might not even remember more than three poems by Jia Dao, let alone Lu Zangyong, who was originally not ranked among the poets of the Tang and Song dynasties?

This is like every year in the college entrance examination, everyone can basically hear about the top scorers in liberal arts and science in various provinces. Few people care about who is the second place. As for those who rank in the top three hundred, I am afraid that except for his parents and classmates, others are too lazy to even look at them!

Moreover, according to the habits of the 21st century, Zhang Xian had previously admitted that he was ignorant. Even if the other party was really a celebrity, he had already given the other party great face. Who would have thought that Lu Zangyong would actually regard him as a high-profile person, and he had to compete with He Zhizhang and Zhang Ruoxu!

"I haven't heard of other people's names. You just need to say it for a long time. There is no need to pretend to be shocked, and there is no need to explain." Zhang Ruoxu also took his eyes off Lu Zangyong's back and whispered a lesson in a low voice.

"I understand. When I meet a person who is unknown but has a high opinion of himself, it is definitely not a big mistake to say that he has long admired him! I am very kind to learn from me!" Knowing that the other party was kind, Zhang Qian smiled and bowed again. "However, the master said, "Isn't it a gentleman who doesn't know and is not angry? Mr. Lu is a Confucian gentleman..."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." Zhang Ruoxu coughed repeatedly when asked, decisively starting, no longer entangled with him on the same topic. However, there was a little suspicion in his eyes.

‘This kid is really not a disciple of the Zongheng family?
Chapter completed!