Chapter 797 Jiedushi (4800 Fill)

‘After all, my spiritual vision is not the local Qi Wang technique, and what I see should be different from that of the local Taoist priests. '

'I just don't know what kind of quality Song Gongbao is in the eyes of the local gas watchers? '

Aaron was thinking about it when he suddenly felt something and looked out of the hotel.

I saw a carriage driving on the official road. The old man who drove the carriage had a weathered face and scars on his hands, but they were wounded by knives and arrows. He immediately gave Aaron the feeling of a veteran of many battles.

The old pawn stopped the carriage and saw the white tiger lying on the side of the hotel. Although he was startled, he didn't lose his mind in the slightest. He just grabbed the reins and whispered to the carriage: "My lord... there is only this hotel nearby. It's just that there is a white tiger lying on the door of the store...do you want to rest here?"

"Ahem... it's right here, tens of miles around... cough cough... this is the only one."

With the sound of coughing, a young gentleman got off the carriage.

He was born with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his facial features were extraordinary. Even though it was not too cold, he was still wearing a fox fur. He coughed a few times from time to time, his cheeks were pale, and he seemed to be suffering from physical weakness.

At this time, he was not surprised to see the white tiger, but just brought the old servant into the hotel.

At this time, Aaron's spiritual vision had not yet been closed, and he saw the three-color halo on the young man's body, which was erratic, and he was actually a true cultivator!

When the young gentleman entered the hotel, he first saw Aaron in Taoist robes. He was shocked, and then he saw Song Gongbao and his group. , There is a meeting of two kings, diving out of the dragon! Will it hinder my plans? No no...it's the last step, can you still go back on your word? '

He gritted his teeth, sat at the innermost table with the old pawn, and ordered the shopkeeper to serve tea.

But under the worried gaze of the old soldier, the young man took out a small piece of paper from his big sleeve, on which he wrote his birthday in cinnabar, stared at it silently, and wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief from time to time.

Aaron was the only one who noticed this subtle movement, and he immediately frowned.

'Could it be that something fun is about to happen again? However, watching a play is a play, and it’s not worth putting yourself in it...’

After thinking about it, Aaron directly thought of himself.

'Zhongping? '

‘Does that mean I’m a pure passerby? Then continue to watch the play, watch the play...'

Aaron, who was planning to leave, was relieved immediately. He added water again, followed the principle of a happy person, and waited slowly for the good show to start.

...

About half an hour later, on the official road, a servant led a donkey and slowly came to the front of the inn.

As the two approached, Aaron also heard their voices.

"... This journey is full of devastation... When I take office, I must write a letter to the emperor, requesting to open a warehouse for relief, so that the victims of the disaster can survive..."

"Master, you are no longer a speaker."

"Although I was released as a county magistrate, I still have the responsibility to guard the land, not to mention... As a scholar, isn't it my duty to make a living for the people?!"

...

In just a few words, the image of a good official who cares about the country and the people emerges in front of Aaron.

As the master and servant approached, he was startled by the white tiger as usual, and then, while the shopkeeper was explaining, he walked into the shop and looked at Aaron carefully.

Aaron also looked at the official, and saw that his temples were frosty and thin, his green robe was slightly white with starch, and there were a few patches. The servants were also dressed very simply, and he looked like a clean and honest man. people.

"Shopkeeper, how much is a pot of tea and two plates of dim sum for our master?"

The servant came forward to bargain with the shopkeeper, a little haggling, but he didn't bully others.

At this moment, a few violent coughs attracted the attention of everyone in the store.

It was that young nobleman who was lying on the table coughing continuously, even coughing up blood!

And he raised his head, wiped off the blood with a handkerchief, but with a smile on his face: "Mo Qingzheng, Master Mo, do you still recognize who I am?"

"ah!"

Mo Qingzheng was taken aback, his face turned slightly pale: "You...you are the son of Zhang Ye, the military governor in the cloud——Zhang Zifeng?!"

As soon as this remark came out, Song Gongbao first said 'ah', looking very surprised.

Zhang Ye, who was born in the north, is capable of writing and martial arts, but has little courage. He once chased and killed a thief single-handedly.

He joined the army as an adult, made many military exploits, and was promoted all the way to the position of Jiedu Envoy in Yunzhong. During his tenure, he was so powerful that the Hu people did not dare to go south to herd horses.

Later, there were many refugees in the north, and Zhang Ye and the Red Tiger Army were transferred to the Central Plains. They defeated the refugee army several times and made great contributions to reconnaissance and calming the chaos.

It was such a military general, but he was imprisoned by the emperor three years ago, his entire family was ransacked, and the Red Tiger Army was killed and wounded.

"Three generations of my Zhang family have been loyal to the imperial court. Three years ago, you, Mo Yushi, wrote a letter saying that my father supported the army and had the ambition of not being a minister. The aura of cyanosis is like a canopy, this is not the aura of a human subject, if you really want to commit a crime, there is no excuse for it!"

Zhang Zifeng stood up, his eyes reddened: "My father was wounded in twenty-four places for the imperial court to pacify the Quartet. The Zhang family is full of loyalty, and finally ended up like this. The Red Tiger Army was disbanded and reorganized, and the old soldiers were helpless... These Sin, do you admit it or not?"

While he was speaking, the old soldier's servant next to him had already drawn his waist knife, and the spirit of being a survivor of a hundred battles frightened the others so that they did not dare to move rashly.

At this moment, Mo Qingzheng calmed down instead, and sat on the bench: "Mr. Zhang also heard that the old man was in trouble, so he came here to take revenge?"

"Haha... Do you think that because you are really old and stupid, you will be demoted because of typos in the memorial?"

Zhang Zifeng laughed loudly: "I entered the Taoist sect and learned Taoism, and I used it to deal with you... At the beginning, you were very lucky, and I couldn't do anything to you, but I could do anything to your family, servants, and ancestral graves... It's not in vain I have worked hard for three years to get close to your relatives, and finally let them change Feng Shui and ruin your qi! Only when your qi is at a low point can I come to take revenge with my own hands! Today you choose this road, this store , is also the result of being under my Nightmare Town, what else do you have to say?"

"Oh it's you?!"

Mo Qingzheng's expression changed for a moment, but in the end he calmed down, and he straightened his clothes slowly: "It is inevitable for a gentleman to die, and you should come to me to avenge the murder of your father... But I, the official, is the envoy of the Jiedu Envoy in the Clouds. , without any selfishness, it's all for the court, even if I come again, I still want to join him... Your father may be loyal, but what about his subordinates? Your father has no will to rebel, but he has the power to rebel, this is the biggest sin!"

"For the sake of the court, for the common people, to kill this one person to save the world... I have a clear conscience! On the contrary, it is you who killed the officials with Taoism, which completely ruined your father's name... Originally, decades later, your father may You can restore your reputation, you have a posthumous title, and you can smile even under the nine springs, but now you have ruined it all!"