The Great Tang: World Martial God

The sun in May is not venomous. Through the bamboo shadow, it casts dappled light and shadow on the table.

For decades, the Master has changed.

The calmness of the past, the Master of Chanayayan, no longer exists.

With arrogance and arrogance, the shadow of tyrannical sophistry hung over the old man with gray beard and hair in front of him, faintly that Zhang Zhengguo couldn't recognize it.

The intention of thanking the guest was clear, Zhang Zhengguo sighed in his heart, got up and gave his hands.

"Master, the student retire."

After a brief pause, the bowed figure did not lift up.

"Tomorrow, Dingbeihou will meet with the Master with holy intentions."

"I hope Master will not get angry anymore."

The voice from a few days before the case, a cold snort, and a big wave of his hand, said.

"A naughty child who fiddles with rouge and gouache, what is there to talk about!"

"not see!"

The voice of disdain came out of the old man's mouth, and the anger on his face suddenly rose at this moment.

Hearing such words, Zhang Zhengguo's heart felt cold, and he stomped anxiously and said.

"Master! The Lord has already sent someone! What else do you want?"

"Chang'an, can't stand the noise!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Zhengguo knelt on his knees, arching his hands.

"Teacher, posting the essays and speaking outrageously has provoked the sage's anger."

"Everything in the future can't be so reckless!"

"In the imperial city, be cautious in words and deeds. There are some wrong words, and there is a price to pay!"

The bang bang bang lingered in his ears, and Zhang Xian's heart was even more angry, said.

"The rich and the noble cannot be licentious, the poor and the poor cannot be moved, and the mighty cannot be succumbed."

"How does the old man teach you on weekdays? You...you are really angry with the old man!"

While speaking, Zhang Xian flushed, and the arm pointing at Zhang Zhengguo trembled violently.

The voice stopped abruptly, and a sudden cough followed.

The old man serving behind hurriedly helped the shaky figure, said.

"Old Zhang, don't be excited, take care of your body!"

With support, Zhang Xian turned a deaf ear to Zhang Zhengguo's exclamation, and without even looking at him, sat down slowly, clutching his chest, panting heavily.

"It's okay."

After that, he glanced at Zhang Zhengguo with cold eyes, stretched out his trembling arms and waved, said.

"Get out! Get out!"

"I don't have a student like you!"

Zhang Zhengguo's figure was shocked, he knelt and walked a step, staring at Zhang Xian in horror.

"Master..."

"roll."

...

Marquis Mansion.

The manufacture of perfume is still being made methodically.

Li Wanqing took over the supervision of the production process, and the fine-tempered Princess Changle took over the control of the auction process, as evidenced by the dividend sharing.

Seeing the two ladies performing their duties and managing the entire perfume debt repayment in an orderly manner, I found some comfort in my heart.

The punishment of the Qingzhou Confucian scholar was something that his Majesty personally confessed, and Tang Hao naturally did not dare to neglect.

There is a rare sorrow on the face that has always been smiling.

The breeze is not dry, a hundred flowers bloom, and bees and butterflies shuttle among them. The scenery is great.

Tang Hao had no intention of appreciating the beauty in front of him.

The green tea on the case table was cold, and Tang Hao still didn't have a perfect answer in his heart.

Challenging imperial power, instigating the people, and seeking rebellion are serious crimes, and someone must pay the price.

However, the great Confucian scholars in Qingzhou have mixed forces and deep roots.

Just relying on a few words on the list to convict Zhang Xian, it is inevitable that people with intentions will make another fuss.

It is so difficult to solve it perfectly.

Furthermore, if one person is killed, the great Confucian family is still there.

It was not Tang Wang who was crowned the brutal and bloodthirsty for killing thousands of people, but himself.

If you have reached such a field, how can you have a way forward?

"Master Hou, Mr. Zhang... Mr. Zhang doesn't want to see you."

At some point, Zhang Zhengguo, who looked dispirited and looked like a puppet, appeared behind him.

On this trip, Zhang Zhengguo already knew this stubborn old man, and he didn't want to let go of the obsessions in his heart, but he was still brooding about the old things.

After listening, Tang Hao calmed his mind, stood up slowly, looked at the butterflies flying in the courtyard, said.

"Zhang Xian is arrogant, and there are tens of thousands of bachelors behind him. He will not see me, which is also expected."

"It's okay. He doesn't want to meet. I have a way of letting him meet."

After that, he waved to Wu Tong who was standing not far away.

Wu Tong nodded slightly, turned and left the mansion gate.

Zhang Zhengguo slowly raised his head, his eyes were red, and said.

"Brother Tang, will you die in this imperial city?"

His speech choked, his body trembled slightly, and he seemed to be suffering from great pain.

Tang Hao's expression was flat, and there was a gleam of light in his eyes, and he said lightly.

"The following crimes, contempt for the emperor's power, are a capital crime."

While speaking, Tang Hao slowly turned his head and said.

"Conspiring to rebel and instigate others is even more a sin against the Nine Clan."

Every word was clearly reflected in Zhang Zhengguo's mind, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

There was a blank in Zhang Zhengguo's mind, and he sat weakly on the ground, pulling Tang Hao's trousers, and said.

"My teacher treats me like my own child, can Brother Tang relieve..."

The words were suddenly interrupted, and a sharp shout came from above his head.

"Zhang Zhengguo! You and I are both officials in the court, Datang law and order, you and I already know it in my heart."

"Send you there, it's my last chance for him."

Zhang Zhengguo knew in his heart that it was not that Tang Hao didn't help, but that he couldn't help at all.

It is very involved, in the imperial city, millions of pairs of eyes are staring.

Tang Hao slowly squatted down, patted Zhang Zhengguo on the shoulder, and said.

"You did your best."