Zijuan carried a pot of freshly boiled hot tea, walked in gracefully, and poured tea for Zhang Qian and Luo Huaizu. The palm, which already had a slight girlish feeling, trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"Go down and rest, there's nothing going on here!" Feeling the tension in her heart, Zhang Qian smiled and gently tapped the table with his fingers.

"Yes!" Zijuan obviously understood his hints, but there was still a trace of worry in her eyes that could not be concealed. He bowed, cautiously walked out, and gently closed the door to the outhouse.

Zhang Qian knew what Zijuan was worried about, smiled, picked up the hot tea, and continued to drink it slowly and methodically. In the tea, his own tired but still determined face is reflected.

For people like Luo Huaizu, he wanted to fight, but he couldn't. I want to catch up, but I can't get rid of it. If you want to kill, you can't be sure that you will succeed once. And once you kill this person and don't die, you are escaped by this person. Next, the men, women, and children in Zhangjiazhuang will all become the targets of this person's revenge.

Therefore, the most appropriate way at the moment is to find a way to stabilize the other party first, and then take one step at a time.

The two sides have been together for so long, and Zhang Qian no longer knows Luo Huaizu as much as he did when he first got in touch. In addition to the evil deeds accused by Zijuan, Zhang Qian has roughly explored some details of this person's acting style, thinking context, and living habits. And, the more I touched, the more I believed, this person was a Mohist fanatic.

Unlike Zhang Qian, the fake senior brother of Qin Mo, he just copied out the Mo family scriptures and put them in the study, and only hugged the Buddha's feet when needed. Even if Luo Huaizu was in Zhangjiazhuang, he covered his whereabouts as the second account room, but he still tried to abide by the behavior standards of the children of the Mo family.

It stands to reason that not long after this guy ransacked the White Horse Temple in Qujiang, he even got the account books of the monks' usury, and he would definitely not turn a blind eye to the floating wealth in the temple. However, this person still wore shirts and shoes in winter, and there was no silk fur on his body. Pingsu went to the room to get food, knowing that he could enjoy the treatment of Mr. Bookkeeper, but he only took one meat and one vegetable for each meal. The house I live in doesn't need the help of a servant to clean it, and I always keep it spotless. Although his attitude towards the family is cold, he is never high-minded.

For the Tang Emperor, dignitaries and celebrities, when this person talked to Zhang Qian, he did not have the slightest respect in his words. is so disrespectful that sometimes Zhang Qian even begins to wonder if this person is the same as himself, and has also traveled from other time and space? Especially for the Tang Emperor Li Xian, Zhang Qian himself can't be completely level-headed, and this person, every time he mentions it, the contempt on his face is like a fake.

However, in the face of Guo Nu, Ren Cong, and even the big housekeeper Ren Quan, Luo Huaizu will quickly switch to another face. Respectful, polite, polite, and close to their own family members, so that the other party always feels like a spring breeze. If it weren't for the fact that this person appeared too suddenly, and Zhang Qian's own attitude towards this person was too cold, it would be really easy for Guo Nu, Ren Cong and Ren Quan to mistake him for a distant elder of Zhang Qian, and then open the door to him in everything.

In order to prevent Guo Nu, Ren Cong and Ren Quan from being deceived by Luo Huaizu's behavior, Zhang Qian has specially emphasized that Qi Mo and Qin Mo are by no means a family. The two sides have been on their own for more than a thousand years, and the relationship between them is farther away than walking in Chang'an City at the moment and meeting a stranger surnamed Zhang.

Guo Nu, Ren Cong and Ren Quan determined Zhang Qian's attitude, and naturally did not dare to get too close to Luo Huaizu. Luo Huaizu, on the other hand, found Zhang Qian angrily and asked him why he deliberately said that the relationship between the two families was so estranged. Zhang Qian's response was to laugh but not answer.

As a result, this person quickly deduced some clues from Zhang Qian's daily behavior. He explained eloquently that none of the people he had killed before were innocent. Officials, officials, monks, Taoists, and priests, nine out of ten are full of evil, and killing them or using them by themselves is just a fair thing in the world.

"Don't forget, Master Luo, Zhang is also a high-ranking official now!" After listening to the other party's fallacies, Zhang Qian unceremoniously pointed out his current identity at that time.

And Luo Huaizu still announced it eloquently. Zhang Qian, as the elder brother of the Mo family, became an official as a means to revitalize the Mo family, which is completely different from other officials who only want to be prosperous and wealthy.

"You can't kill all the officials in the world. In this world, after all, someone has to come out and take care of things. Zhang Qian couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, and decisively pointed out the omissions in the other party's words.

And Luo Huaizu responded with a laugh at the time, not breaking or standing. Now that the officials are dead, the Mo family will be better carried forward, and the world of love pursued by the Mo family will have a better chance to be realized.

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As a former philosophical research dog, Zhang Qian firmly believes that no matter what kind of religious and political ideas fanatical believers, ordinary people had better stay away from them. Such a person can easily become a saint and an ascetic, and it is also easy to become a madman. The seven emotions and six desires of mortals are very weak in them, and even if they have, they can't control their actions.

This kind of person, whether it is kind or angry towards you, is in most cases a disguise, completely serving their ultimate purpose, and can switch at any time as needed!

"The old man has no malice towards you!" Sure enough, finding that no matter how to persuade with the goal of revitalizing the Mo family, or to threaten Zhang Ruoxu's life, he could not achieve the goal of holding the academy in his hands, Luo Huaizu began to change his tactics after repeated consideration.

"I have no ill will towards you!" Zhang Qian put down the teacup and responded with a smile, looking at how frank and honest he was.

"The old man and you are both children of the Mo family." Luo Huaizu also put down the teacup and solemnly reminded.

"Zhang and Uncle Zhang Shi, both surnamed Zhang." Zhang Qian smiled and emphasized very seriously. "It is said that as long as they have the same surname, going back five hundred years, the distance between them will not be too far."

"You ......" Although it was not the first time he heard Zhang Qian say this, Luo Huaizu was still so angry that his eyes were on fire. However, he knew that his anger could not threaten Zhang Qian at all, so he gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressed the anger in his stomach, and emphasized again: "Martial arts are my Qi Mo's town gate skills, and if you let the old man go to the academy to teach archery and royalty, it is equivalent to making my Qi Mo town gate mastery public." ”

"You can just teach some fur, so that the students can ride horses and open bows, and they won't become soft nerds, and you don't need to teach you the best of the town!" Hearing the bargaining taste in the other party's words, Zhang Qian responded with a smile, "Other teachers only teach one course, and the monthly salary is four hangings." Shooting and royal are each counted as one class, and the total monthly salary is eight hanging. ”

"Isn't that higher than the county order? You are crazy! Luo Huaizu was taken aback and blurted out the questioning words. However, after thinking about it, Zhang Qian's money for running the school was all compensation taken back from the monk, and he immediately lost his temper. Gritting his teeth, he added in a low voice, "Since you are called a master by others, you can't just use your fur to fool around." I can listen to your arrangement and teach archery and imperial arts, but it is too unfair for me to just get a monthly salary. (Note: One thousand dollars per hang, this is the standard algorithm in the notes of the Ming Dynasty.) Some readers insist on hanging a hundred dollars, lack of research, please forgive the author for not being able to adopt it. ）

'Just be willing to bargain.' Zhang Qian secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but deliberately pretended not to understand what the other party meant, "This is already the highest month, the mountain chief is not more than ten hangs a month, and Zhang Shanchang may not be willing to accept it." ”

"The old man is not talking about money." Luo Huaizu suddenly felt insulted, and his eyebrows were angry. However, he soon found that if he continued to talk like this, he would definitely become more and more passive. Decisively put his heart sideways, and asked for a price, "The old man can teach me Qi Mo's mastery of the town, and even teach you by hand." However, you have to exchange the recipe for the black powder that was filled in the bronze bell and clay pot that day. As for the monthly salary, the old man can take nothing! ”

"Uncle Shi, what is the name of the other weapons on your waist?" He had long expected that Luo Huaizu would never forget the formula of black powder, Zhang Qian glanced at this person obliquely and reminded in a low voice.

"Weigh the scales!" Luo Huaizu didn't think about it, so he immediately gave an answer. Immediately, his face turned red again.

The Mohists take the measuring scale as the order, which means that they take fairness as their responsibility. Luo Huaizu took the matter of teaching his students martial arts in exchange for the "magic medicine" formula in Zhang Qian's hand that could shatter the altar a hundred steps away, and there was no difference between it and robbery. The two are not equivalent at all, at least in the Tang Dynasty in the eighth century. This kind of exchange is completely contrary to the concept of Mohists.

"With a monthly salary of eight hangs, you also have a serious errand to cover up your identity. The academy is a name given by the saint himself, and the bad people of the Tang Dynasty must not have the courage to go to the academy to verify the place where every teacher is taught. Seeing Luo Huaizu's face in his eyes, Zhang Qian continued to state the benefits of being a teacher.

When you deal with fanatical believers or saints, you can't talk about any affection. It is the easiest for both sides to directly exchange interests with reason for rationality.

Sure enough, hearing the words "covering up his identity", Luo Huaizu's face changed slightly. Immediately, he shook his head with a sneer, "The old man doesn't need to hide his identity, if the old man wants to leave, which bad person in the world can stop the old man?" As for your medicinal powder, the old man advises you not to cherish the broom. The old man checked the material entry and exit of your house some time ago, saltpeter and sulfur are not a decimal number. ”

As he spoke, he observed Zhang Qian's face, hoping to see some emotional fluctuations. However, hearing the words saltpeter and sulfur, Zhang Qian just shook his head and smiled. "Since Uncle Shi can find out that my family has purchased a large amount of saltpeter and sulfur, he must not be far from finding the formula of the medicinal powder. If you continue to explore, Zhang will never stop you, nor will he trade with you with the formula, lest you think that Zhang is blackmailing later. ”

"There must be saltpeter, and sulfur, and the ratio of the portions is about ten to two." Not believing that he hadn't even touched the edge of the secret recipe, Luo Huaizu gritted his teeth and continued to add, "Since the medicinal powder is black, the old man is looking for it from the blackened things, Baicao frost (ash at the bottom of the pot for burning wood), lead powder, Xuantu, etc., the old man may not be so difficult to try one by one!" It is impossible to prepare this medicine, and it is impossible to have more than seven kinds of materials, and the old man has already obtained three of the seven, and it is easy to find another one. ”

When Zhang Qian heard this, he smiled slightly, simply picked up the teacup and drank water, and no longer answered this person's words.

Sensei said that Luo Huaizu did not expect that black powder actually contained three ingredients, and the third ingredient was still the extremely common charcoal powder. Even if he speculated the charcoal powder, it was still hundreds of years away from estimating the actual combat power ratio of black powder.

You must know that in another time and space, from the discovery of the prototype of black powder by Sun Simiao in the early Tang Dynasty, the "sulfur fire method", to the basic finalization of black powder used in actual combat at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, there was a difference of at least 700 years. By the time the most powerful ratio of black powder was discovered, it was at least 900 years. (Note: Sun Simiao invented gunpowder in the early Tang Dynasty, that is, in the range from 618 to 630 AD, and black powder was used as an explosive agent at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty.) In the Song Dynasty, only incendiary agents were made. The black powder is close to the best ratio, which is the era of Qi Jiguang's anti-Japanese war, after 1550. The optimal ratio of black powder was officially proposed in writing in 1635. ）

Therefore, the more Luo Huaizu said, the more down-to-earth Zhang Qian's heart became. Later, he simply poured a cup of hot tea for Luo Huaizu, signaling that this person could moisten his throat first and then continue.

Now, Luo Huaizu can be hit hard. Pushed away the teacup, stood up, took out the measuring scales, flying knives, sleeve arrows and other objects from different positions on the body, and threw them on the table one by one, "Your black medicine is of great use to the old man, what do you want the old man to exchange with you, despite the price." Liang Tianwei and these life-saving weapons, the head of Qi Mo, and even the old man himself as a house slave for you, are all open to you! ”

"Uncle Shi, your martial arts are so high, who do you want to kill, you can't use my black powder, right?!" didn't expect that the other party could even sell himself as a slave, Zhang Qian was stunned and asked slowly.

"Whoever I want to kill, you don't care. Do you just give the old man a happy word, change, or not? Luo Huaizu was rarely impetuous, and asked through gritted teeth, "The old man can also add one hundred taels of gold, five pairs of jade, and three buckets of pearls." Each pearl is the size of a cherry and has a flawless surface! (Note: This is talking about native Chinese cherries, not cherries.) ）

"It turns out that Uncle Shi, you are so rich!" Zhang Qian looked Luo Huaizu's clothes up and down, and no matter what, he didn't match this person with the wealth he reported.

"The old man will tell you serious things!" Luo Huaizu rolled his eyes in anger, but he knew that anger had no effect, "The old man is the head of Qi Mo, and he has to set an example for the children of the Mo family in the whole world." Do you change or not? If you don't think it's enough, the old man can add more! ”

"Don't change!" As if he was afraid that he couldn't be angry to death, Zhang Qian shook his head with a smile. "I'm not short of money. With your skills, uncle, but you can't get close, and you still need to use black powder to stab, I'm afraid that your official position will not be lower than the fourth grade. I can't bring disaster upon myself! ”

"That guy has a lot of blood debts!" Luo Huaizu was so angry that his body began to tremble, but he tried to control himself from rushing over and strangled Zhang Qian to death, "The old man killed him in order to seek justice for those who died in vain because of him." The old man doesn't need your bronze bell, he only needs your black medicine. The old man threw it by hand, and he could also throw the medicine jar thirty steps away. So far, only five people know about the black medicine, and the court will definitely not suspect you after the trial! ”

"That's not going to change!" Zhang Qian thought about it and continued to smile and shake his head. At the same time, he quickly stood up from his chair and retreated decisively, "Uncle Shi, stop!" Otherwise, there is no need to talk about it! ”

"You-" Luo Huaizu, who was already halfway there, tried to restrain his body, and sparks almost popped out of his eyes.

"Five years!" Zhang Qian had already tested the other party's thoughts, and knew that he could no longer continue to provoke this person, so he smiled and raised his palm, "Five years later, before you go to Tianzhu, I will give you the formula." In the past five years, you go to the academy to teach students archery and imperial arts, to what extent, you can control it yourself, and I will not interfere. In addition, you must promise to be sent by me once and do your best! ”

"You think beautifully! Five years is enough time for the old man to figure out the formula by himself! Luo Huaizu opened his teeth and claws, his face full of disbelief.

Zhang Qian smiled, walked back to the table and continued to drink tea. Seeing this, Luo Huaizu suddenly lost his confidence, gritted his teeth, and continued to bargain: "Five years is five years, but when the old man leaves, he needs to take a bronze bell with him." In addition, the monthly salary, you have to pay it! ”

"Deal! However, the bronze bell is not allowed to be used in the territory of Datang! Zhang Qian smiled and raised his palms slightly.

"Yes!" Unexpectedly, Zhang Qian agreed so happily, Luo Huaizu was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reached out and high-fived him. It seems that if it is a little slower, Zhang Qian will regret it.

Zhang Qian smiled and picked up the tea and continued to drink it slowly.

And Luo Huaizu finally got what he wanted, and he didn't talk too much, arched his hand, and left. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the darkness outside the door.

Hearing the footsteps outside the door getting farther and farther away, Zhang Qian put down the teacup again, clenched his fist with one hand, and waved it in mid-air.

He finally temporarily stabilized the safety hazard of Luo Zhangmen. Although it took a lot of effort, it also took the formula of gunpowder. However, five years is enough for him to figure out the granulation method of black powder, and compared with the black powder without granulation, the former has increased by at least thirty percent in terms of stability and power.

And in order to strengthen the grasp of rescuing Yang Qingxin from the team, he does need a strong martial arts master by his side, Luo Huaizu, who just meets this requirement.

"Senior brother, can my junior brother and I come in?" Outside the door, a low call suddenly sounded again, with unconcealed nervousness.

"Just come in!" Zhang Qian's brows furrowed slightly, and he quickly figured out why Guo Nu and Ren Cong came uninvited in the middle of the night.

The door was gently pushed open, and Guo Nu and Ren Cong, who were dressed in armor, walked in quickly. In the shadows behind him, there were dozens of family members. Obviously, Zijuan went out just now, not just to boil a pot of tea. I also quietly went to move the rescuers by the way.

"Senior brother, do you want us to block the room where he sleeps......" He made a slight gesture, and a cold light appeared in Guo Nu's eyes.