Chapter 101

Under Mr. Wu Yun's gaze, Xu Xing's forehead is slightly sweating.

"Sir, the students do not mean to deceive, let alone borrow the interest of Chang'an."

Xu Xingzhi calmed his mind: "Li Shiyu has half a teacher's kindness to his students. After hearing about the samsara pill, the students really have the heart to help Li Shi and help their father and son reunite.

And the price they pay is not just a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Li Jun, the son of Li Shi, was seriously injured and dying at that time. It is said that he knew something that he should not have known, so that he was killed. "

Hearing this, Mr. Wu Yun gently picked the tip of his brow, but he still did not open his mouth.

Xu Xingzhi continued: "the other party may have something to do with the royal family of the eastern Tang Dynasty. During Li Jun's serious injury and coma, he was assassinated more than once, and his life was saved only by the protection of Li Shi.

In recent years, seeing that he was still awake and his condition was getting worse and worse, the other party stopped the idea of assassinating him

Truth Through the system judgment, Zhang Dongyun came a bit interested.

However, Mr. Wu Yun is still not relaxed.

"Yes, you are a disappointment."

He looked at Xu Xingzhi indifferently: "I'm not a man of authority. I'm willing to give you freedom and let you give full play to yourself, but you've crossed the line today."

One of Xu Xing's bows to the end: "if you know your mistakes, please punish them. The students will enjoy it."

"Gratitude is an advantage." Mr. Wu Yun said: "but you need to remember your duty. You need more achievements to regain my trust."

When Xu Xingzhi heard the words, he was relieved. His clothes were all wet with cold sweat.

"Thank you for your kindness," he said

"You know what to do?" Mr. Wu Yun flicked his fingers and a porcelain vase fell in front of Xu Xing.

"Yes, sir." Xu Xingzhi took the porcelain vase and saluted to leave.

When he saw Li Zhibin again, he handed the vase to the other party: "this is the pill given by Mr. Wu Yun."

Li Zhibin, a great scholar in the seventh state, took the porcelain vase and his fingers trembled slightly.

He took out the pill from the bottle and looked at Xu Xingzhi.

Xu Xingzhi said: "when the pill is put out of the oven, it only exists for a moment or three. If it is delayed a little, it will disappear."

Li Zhibin took a deep breath and sent the pills to his son's mouth.

The young man on the stretcher was in a deep coma and could not take medicine at all.

Li Zhibin slowly recited a poem to show the flowing water and help his son swallow the pills.

The next moment, Li Jun's face, on the emergence of blood.

Li Zhibin and his students saw the situation, Leng was on the spot, for a time they could not react.

Their first thought was, so fast?

The second thought is, isn't it a reflection?

But the next moment, the young man coughed violently, his body vibrated, and he turned over on the stretcher.

Li Zhibin was surprised and pleased. After many years of Qi cultivation, his face was full of fear, and he came forward to hold his son.

He can clearly feel that Li Jun's body is full of vitality, and the heavy injury originally entangled is rapidly fading away.

Li Jun opened his eyes and looked at his father. He was at a loss for a moment Dad? You Are you crying? "

Li Zhibin was stunned for a moment. He woke up in a dream and quickly wiped away tears from his eyes, but he still held his son.

Xu Xingzhi was relieved to see him on one side.

He finally got the chance to show his ambition in Chang'an city.

Who knows the first thing, let him fight between heaven and man.

Thinking of Li Zhibin's past and a half teacher's love, he couldn't bear to see the other side's white haired man send the black hair man. Xu Xingzhi finally made a decision.

Fortunately, Mr. Wu Yun spared him this time

"Master Li, congratulations on your father and son's reunion, but if you want to disturb me, please ask brother Li some questions first..."

A moment later, Xu Xingzhi saw Mr. Wu Yun again.

"Go ahead." Mr. Wu Yun said calmly.

For Zhang Dongyun, he has actually heard the dialogue between Xu Xingzhi and Li Jun just now. At present, Mr. Wu Yun's projection is just a passing scene.

For Zhang Dongyun, the overall value of the intelligence that made Li Jun nearly killed is limited.

The mysterious master of the dark Pavilion in the eastern Tang Dynasty was named Gao Yu.

But in fact, his name should be Li Yu.

Li Hong, the son of the eastern Tang Dynasty, and Li Dang, the prince of Qingyuan, are brothers of the same father.

On this point, the outside world has long been suspected that the dark king of the eastern Tang Dynasty is actually the illegitimate son of the present King of Tang Dynasty.

However, suspicion is suspicion, and no one has ever got the evidence.

Li Jun, on the other hand, happened to break through the secret conversation among the royal family and sat down on the speculation. As a result, he was pursued and almost killed.

For Zhang Dongyun, the news is of little use.

As long as the other side dares to come to Chang'an City, is it useless for the son of the king of Tang Dynasty.

Li Dang, the fourth son of the king of Tang Dynasty, is now repairing roads for him in Chang'an.On the contrary, Zhang Dongyun is more interested in another kind of intelligence with vague information.

Gao Yu, the illegitimate son of the king of the Tang Dynasty, may be just a nominal one, occupying a high position, like the compensation of the illegitimate son of the Tang Dynasty.

And the real leader in charge of the operation of the dark cabinet is another person.

It's interesting, but neither the old devil nor Gu Hechuan, a traitor of Qingyun temple, knows about this situation. Is it true?

Zhang Dongyun thought in his heart, but Mr. Wu Yun, who was projecting, motionless and waved, let Xu Xingzhi retreat.

After Xu Xingzhi left, he sat down with Li Zhibin.

The two sides are simply reminiscent of the past, but each other has become a bridge between Chang'an and Tingshan Academy.

After making this single business, Chang'an Dongshi, or samsara Dan, gradually became famous in the eastern Tang Dynasty.

Everyone has been talking about the mysterious city that can let many experts run into the wall together.

Now there is news of samsara pill, and more and more people can't bear to leave for Chang'an.

A lot of people just take a chance.

Samsara Dan, not everyone can offer the starting price.

But you can't afford to buy samsara pills. Can you buy something else?

Other things, there is no shortage of good goods.

Anyway, it's all here

Changan East City, gradually began to lively.

In addition to doing business on behalf of Chang'an, Xu Xingzhi also rented stalls to interested people, arranged for the other party to set up a stall in Dongshi, and exchanged money with his contacts, while the market drew a percentage from it to ensure order and safety.

With the East and the west gradually became famous, an old guest visited Chang'an again.

"Martial uncle, master Wuyun is waiting for you in the hall." Wenhu entertains Shang Jie, the elder of Dahe Longmen, to enter.

When Shang Jie saw Mr. Wu Yun, she saluted him first: "you are all right, old man."

"No gift." Mr. Wu Yun nodded slightly.

"Here is next month's payment for Bi song Shijing. I'll bring it here and make advance payment first." Shang Jie smiles and hands a small bundle to Wenhu.

Wen Hu is ready to present it to Mr. Wu Yun. Mr. Wu Yun waves his hand to indicate that there is no need to: "we have worked together for such a long time. I can trust you. You have come here specially today, but there is something else?"

"Mr. Zhang's eye is like a torch. Shang Jie's visit this time is just something to ask for. Please help from Chang'an."

The woman elder of dragon's gate sighed: "Chang'an square city is in full swing, more and more prosperous, famous everywhere, and all kinds of practitioners come and go like clouds.

This school has an unkind request to ask Mr. Lao to purchase a batch of xingluoshen through Chang'an Fang City. "

The so-called xingluoshen is a kind of rare medicinal material, and its output is extremely rare, which is hard to find in the whole eastern Tang Dynasty.

Most of the rare ginseng plants are in the hands of Qingyun temple.

Unfortunately, the relationship between Dahe Longmen and Qingyun temple is tense. Qingyun temple does not release goods to Dahe Longmen, and even purchases everywhere to prevent Dahe Longmen from succeeding.

Chang'an Fang City has gradually become a large-scale city. Wenhu is inquiring about the whereabouts of xingluoshen.

Xingluoshen did not find it, but he found that there were disciples of Qingyun Temple who came to the city to participate in the trade of Fangshi.

Zhang Dongyun saw Wen Hu's action in his eyes. Before Shang Jie came to Chang'an, he knew it.

"Please Chang'an, the center to help turnover one or two, we must have a good report." Shang Jie looked sincere.

"My friend, Chang'an will not be ungrateful." Mr. Wu Yun nodded slightly, and said to Wenhu, "arrange for the guest to stay, and then take it back to Tianyu. Let him handle this matter."

"Yes, master!" Wen Hu was overjoyed, and Shang Jie said with a sigh of relief: "thank you very much for your help. Shang Jie is very grateful."

Seeing the other side leave, Zhang Dongyun smiles.

The more functions a city can play, the better it will be.

Zhang Dongyun is in a good mood in Chang'an city. People in Luyang City, the capital of the eastern Tang Dynasty, are not in a good mood.

In Shizi mansion, Li Hong, the son of the eastern Tang Dynasty, stood in the courtyard with his hands on his back, looking at the fallen flowers in front of him.

In the courtyard, there were several other people sitting.

The master of Qingfu palace is a national teacher of the eastern Tang Dynasty.

The head of the Cheng family.

Songyang academy president, the Prime Minister of the eastern Tang Dynasty.

Most of the top masters of the eastern Tang Dynasty who are still in Luyang city are here.

Everyone, at this time, was silent and silent.

After a long time, his son Li Hong broke his silence: "my father's order has been passed back to Beijing, and the army will soon return to the dynasty."

Today, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty has been fighting for a long time and is finally returning.

This battle with other dynasties came to an end.

According to the war report from the front line, the Tang army had the upper hand and had already invaded the enemy territory.

It is a pity that the internal turmoil has deprived them of the opportunity to expand their fighting results. They have to return to the imperial court and guard against the risk of the enemy's counterattack.

This is not good news for his son Li Hong, who did not calm down the civil strife, but fought at the expense of others.Among the several factions in Chang'an, many of them were closely related to the royal family.

They hurt their vitality together with the eastern Tang Dynasty. Those sects which had been suppressed by the eastern Tang Dynasty took the opportunity to become active one after another, which made the eastern Tang Dynasty present a momentum of fire and turbulence everywhere.

The king of Tang had to go back to the dynasty.

Waiting for his son, Li Hong, is never praise.

The Prime Minister of the eastern Tang Dynasty said slowly, "for today's plan, let Chang'an go, and first calm down the chaos in other places.

At that time, only Chang'an will be left. After the King returns to the court, he can concentrate on his disposal. "

His son Li Hong nodded: "at present, only so."

The National Master said, "if you leave it alone, I'm afraid it's hard to explain it to the king."

The others nodded slightly.

"What do you mean Li Hong looks at the Taoist priest in front of him.

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