"Hey, hey, I'll obey the order!" Zhang Qian agreed repeatedly, quickly following, and his heart was as warm as if he was carrying a small stove.

It feels so good if someone covers it!

I tried my best to deal with the officials of Jingzhao Mansion for a whole morning, and even pretended to be crazy and stupid, hoping to establish contact with the outside world, but I could not do it! As soon as the military weapon supervisor Zhang said that, he didn't say anything, pulled himself away, making the Jingzhao Mansion go with big eyes...

Just as Xunxun was about to see the young Yin Xinfei chased him with his neck in his arms, shouting loudly: "Jiang Zhengjian, please wait, he is only a fifth-rank, he should return to Jingzhao Mansion..."

"When will his position as a Taizhong doctor be removed? When will the Jingzhao Mansion be under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Personnel?" Zhang Shuo was too lazy to reply and interrupted with a sneer.

This is a bit unreasonable. The case of Jingzhao Prefecture not managing officials above the fourth rank, but Taizhong Doctor is only a dismissed position, with a fourth rank, and a treatment but no fourth rank. If divided according to official habits, Zhang Qian can only be considered a fifth rank, which happens to be the upper limit of the jurisdiction of Jingzhao Prefecture.

However, before Young Yin Xin could make a speech, he continued to catch up with him and argue. Zhang Shuo, the military weapon supervisor, suddenly turned his head and glanced at the man fiercely, adding coldly: "Don't always think about fighting for power. First, weigh your own weight. Last night's incident, at least three groups of unknown people participated, and used horizontal swords, horn bows and hard crossbows! Do you think this matter is still within the jurisdiction of Jingzhao Prefecture? If it were you, hurry up and think about why there were still so many people carrying weapons to attack Qujiangchi after the curfew?! Don't the emperor asks about it, your Jingzhao Yin is speechless!"

"This, this, thank you for your advice!" After the words came, the young master Yin Xindi of Jingzhao immediately collapsed like a pig urine bubble leaking. He bowed his hand and retreated aside, and he dared not make any stops again.

Zhang Qian was confused when he heard this, turned his head and looked at his boss who was facing Bingshuang, and asked carefully: "Supervisor, what happened last night? Why... "

"Idiot, do you think you can deal with these tigers and wolves with your little cleverness?" Zhang Shi refused to answer his words, and while pulling him and continuing to walk out quickly, he cursed at the same time, "Even if the needle tip is bigger in your words, they can turn it into a flagpole for you! I've come early, otherwise you would have become a stepping stone for others to make meritorious service!"

"Ah" Zhang Qian, who had previously consciously responded not too badly, was so shocked that his eyes were straightened and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"Young man, where did I look so old when I first saw you? I have only been in office for a few days and became so rough and bold?" Zhang said, still unhappy and continued to shout with a cold face, "After going back, I squatted in the military weapon prison and work honestly. Don't have nothing to do, just make the rafters that stand out everywhere!"

"Yes, what you have taught is that! I know you are wrong! I really know you are wrong!" Zhang Qian was scolded so much that his forehead was filled with cold sweat. He quickly stopped and bowed to the teachings.

"Let's go, while Jingzhao Yin is not here." Zhang Shi quickly rolled his eyelids, and his voice suddenly became so low that only both sides could hear it. "I just said that the crossbow arrow was cheating him. Go away quickly, if you don't leave, you will be blocked by Jingzhao Yin Yuan Congzhi, which will inevitably lead to another trouble."

"Ah" Zhang Qian was caught off guard and was so surprised that he almost couldn't close his mouth. He quickly accelerated his pace and rushed to the side door of the government office at the speed of another time and space race.

"Tell me! Last night, where did you go last night?" It was not until the road ahead was unobstructed and there were no pursuers behind him. Zhang Shuo, the military weapon supervisor and military secretary, slowed down a little, gasping heavily and asking in a low voice.

"I slept at home last night and didn't go anywhere. All servants in the house can testify!" Zhang Qian was confused when asked, and he responded in a low voice with his innocent eyes.

"I didn't go anywhere?" Zhang said, but he refused to believe it. While walking, he turned his head, looked him up and down, and continued to figure it out, "Just at your own home? You are young, will you sleep at home honestly?"

"My house is so remote, where can I go if I don't sleep?" Zhang Qian felt furrowed in his heart when he was seen, and he frowned and muttered quietly.

"Yeah" Zhang Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then nodded with a loud laugh, "Okay, if someone asks you where you went last night in the future, you can answer him as you said just now!"

"Yes, senior!" Zhang Qian agreed blankly, and then asked in a low voice again, "What happened? I was taken to the yamen by the people from Jingzhao Mansion early in the morning. They just kept talking to me, but they never revealed any slightest words."

"They really didn't tell you anything? Didn't you ask me knowingly?" This time, it was Zhang Shuo's turn to be stunned. Then, he was so angry that he cursed, "This group of mad dogs who eat people and don't spit out bones have done anything to seek credit. Fortunately, I came in time, otherwise you would have to be eaten alive by them!"

After scolding, he took Zhang Qian out a few steps and added concisely, "The monk from White Horse Temple was destroyed last night. The suspects were divided into at least three waves. The Baiqisi has not yet sorted out the connection between them. Among the monks, one of them was named Hui'an. He happened to blackmail you the day before yesterday. Therefore, some people suspected that you were holding a grudge and led the servants to commit revenge!"

"I was wronged!" The cold sweat that had just dried up on Zhang Qian's forehead suddenly appeared again. Before Zhang could finish his words, he shouted for justice, "That day, I beat Monk Hui'an all over the ground to look for his teeth. He should hold a grudge, and he should hate me. What's more, I have submitted a memorial, complaining about the flood of monks?! If Your Majesty approved my memorial, it would definitely be more enjoyable than letting Hui'an die. Why should I rush to destroy his entire family?"

"Nonsense, if I hadn't seen your memorial, I wouldn't have come to save you!" Zhang Shi gave him a fierce look, sighing and shook his head, ""The bricks and stones consumed in building a temple are enough to build a hundred border towns. The money and food consumed in raising monks are enough to provide for a hundred thousand troops. But in times of great trouble, the monks only know their teachings and do not know that there is a country!" Zhang Yongzhao, what do you ask me to say about you?! Do you understand these principles? Or do you think the bald heads on the streets are ignored? I think you feel that your career has been too smooth recently. So I wish I could be put out to those remote places to experience the sufferings of the people!"

Without waiting for Zhang Qian to explain, he paused, and he continued to shake his head, "It would be better if you are really jealous, a young man, who is trapped by love and has become more extreme in his work, it is understandable! But you don't plan to be the prince consort!"

"Maintain, is my memorial too reckless?" Although Zhang Qian lacked experience in becoming an official, he roughly understood what Zhang Shuo expressed, and asked in a low voice with a little ashamed.

"If it was put yesterday, it would be too reckless. In the past, the censors and officials kept the book for the first time and did not publish it. Now, you, a small general, are you a surveillance officer, and you are a dragonfly shaking the pillar?" Zhang Shi thought about it, nodded first, and then shook his head gently, "But today, it is a mistake. Since you have been openly accused of being the monks in the world, why should you kill the flower monks in Baima Temple yourself?"

While talking, the two had already left the main entrance of Jingzhao Mansion. From a distance, they saw Guo Nu and Ren Cong, each carrying more than a dozen servants, carrying kettles, cloth bags, gongs and other items, and quickly greeted him. Further away, Wang Maobo rode an old horse, standing on the street like a sculpture.

"I won't get involved in your young people's affairs. After I go back, just do your fire dragon car with your heart! I have everything mentioned in the memorial and last night's things!" It is worthy of being the famous Kaiyuan figure in the future, Zhang Shuo was very sensible in doing things. He immediately let go of Zhang Qian's wrist and smiled and reminded him.

"Yes, senior!" Zhang Qian felt warm in his heart, and he bowed decisively and bowed to him.

Zhang said he was not polite to him, and he smiled and returned a guru with a half. He turned around, took three steps and took two steps to get on his carriage, and floated away. He only left a heroic laughter and a earnest reminder: "Young people should not take the initiative to cause trouble. However, when others bully them, they should not always endure it. It is important to know that if you bend over for a long time, you will inevitably become a hunchback!"

"I am honored to send you to the chief magistrate!" Guo ignominy, Ren Cong and his servants clasped their fists to the carriage. Then, without waiting for Zhang to go far, he surrounded Zhang Qian with a smile.

"Senior brother, wash your hands. Get rid of bad luck and get up step by step!"

"Senior Brother, after washing your hands, lower your head, I will sprinkle rice on your head. From now on, the bad luck will be gone and you will reach the top!"

"Dangdangdang, Dangdangdang, Dangdang..." The gong was ringing by the servants, as lively as if someone had passed away from high school. However, the passers-by were no longer surprised, and they all accelerated their pace and shook their heads with a smile.

Every year, he was taken to the Jingzhao Government Office and rescued his family with all his strength, and he was able to clear out the lucky ones who came out of the wronged. After almost every lucky one came out, the first thing he did was to be surrounded by his family and friends to wash his hands, wash his face, and sprinkle rice with his head to remove bad luck.

Although Zhang Qian didn't know where this set of etiquette came from, nor did he believe that clear water and corn could really play a role. However, it was not easy to disappoint the two junior brothers' excitement, so he could only smile and let everyone do their best.

Until he wasted all the water in the pot and the corn in the bag. He walked to the carriage surrounded by everyone, and asked with a smile: "Why are you all here? I was still thinking about how to let Ren Quan pass on the message to you!"

"You still need him? Before you can enter the Jingzhao Prefecture Office, the news spread throughout Chang'an City!" Guo Nu immediately took over the conversation and responded with a proud look on his face, "It's said that senior brother, you, for Princess Anle, have been angry and washed the White Horse Temple. We were so scared that we both had our souls flying. We didn't even care about washing our faces, so we hurried to ask the chief magistrate to help us."

"Senior Brother, amazing!" Ren Cong raised his thumbs up and looked at Zhang Qian with admiration. "No matter whether you did what you did last night or not, it was amazing! At this moment, I don't know how many girls in the boudoir dream of becoming Princess Anle, so that you can draw your sword for them in anger!"

"Get out, you're itchy again, right?" Zhang Qian was so amused that he reached out and grabbed Ren Cong's neck, "What do you mean, am I doing it so badly? I slept at home yesterday and didn't go anywhere!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I knew I was wrong. Senior brother, be gentle, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Ren Cong immediately grinned and begged for mercy, "Senior brother must have been sleeping at home last night. We all know that this was not done by you. But I can't help but, someone took the initiative to stand up for you. More than 20 monks in Baima Temple, no one left! After this, let's see who has the courage to shoot our well again!"

"After all, it's more than twenty lives!" Zhang Qian still felt heavy and uncomfortable in his heart even though he knew Ren Cong was right. He stopped fighting with the other party and shook his head, "Don't make such jokes again in the future. I'm not that cruel, and monks will not die. Alas."

He can guarantee that the murderer is not himself, but he cannot guarantee that the murder case in White Horse Temple really has nothing to do with him.

If this case is really related to his personal grudges with the young monk Hui'an, the identity of the person who stood up for him or deliberately dragged him into the water is actually about to emerge.

Just as he was about to remind Guo Nu and Ren Cong to say a few more words and warn them to be cautious in their words and actions recently so as not to be exploited by others, suddenly, a rapid sound of horse hooves came from his ears, "Oh,Oh,Oh...", and in a blink of an eye, it was already close!
Chapter completed!