"Mr. Zhong, there are three advantages to this move, but there is only one disadvantage, it is nothing more than the future of Zisheng, the matter is big, and Zisheng's teacher is revenge, talking about his own future, wasting his teacher's kindness, even if he does something, it is in vain."

"But if this mysterious force is at the end of its rope and wants to trouble you directly, you will still be in danger after all? What about you? ”

"Zisheng understands what Mr. Zhong is worried about, Zisheng is a small person, and the affairs of his family and country are important, and this mysterious force assassinated my Tang Dynasty Confucian sage, obviously in order to shake the stability of our dynasty and try to sabotage the great affairs of my Celestial Dynasty's Heavenly Throne. The wolf's ambition can be punished. The stakes are serious, and the only thing Zisheng is worried about is whether the safety of his parents and relatives at home can be guaranteed. ”

Li Zisheng bowed slightly and bowed to Mr. Zhong. I had the experience of my mentor before, and I couldn't put my family in danger anymore, so every step I took seemed to be walking on thin ice, cautious.

"At this point, Zisheng, you don't have to worry, in fact, when you just arrived at Huile Academy, our Governor had already noticed you, you are a disciple of Mr. Cheng Zhongliang, and you are the only remaining disciple of this Mr. Cheng lineage, since then, our Governor has already sent secret guards to protect your family."

Zhong Bai looked very clear about it, and told Li Zisheng about it very firmly. He also specially strengthened his tone to prove that what he said was extremely true.

After Li Zisheng listened, he really breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, after all, this is his biggest worry, if it can be solved, of course he is very happy, but this Zhong Bai is telling himself on the other hand that he must not have different intentions, otherwise when the time comes, this protection may directly become a strangle, and his worries may be transferred from the mysterious force to the hands of Zhang Dudu.

But as long as you keep your family safe, it doesn't matter who it is.

Li Zisheng clearly knows that his sense of belonging to this Tang Dynasty is still too thin after all. My concern is only my dear teacher and others.

"Mr. Zhong, I also hope that you will completely make this matter known to the whole city before you meet the competition tomorrow." Li Zisheng seems to have the intention of driving away.

Mr. Zhong is old and sophisticated, so he naturally knows what Li Zisheng means. also knew what kind of situation Li Zisheng would face after this, so it was natural to take a break at this time in order to face all the things that followed, Zhong Bai asked a few words and left.

Li Zisheng sat in the tent, his face was flat, but there was some firmness in his eyes, encountering difficulties or big changes will always make a person strong and let a person know how to protect himself.

I know that if this move comes out, I can say that I will be completely caught in the conspiracy, and I don't know what kind of evidence my teacher left to me, but obviously the reason why all forces have focused their attention on myself is enough to show that this piece of evidence is absolutely crucial, otherwise it will not directly attract so much attention.

However, he believes in his own teacher, and his teacher regards himself as his own, and will never let himself easily take risks, although he puts extremely important evidence by his side, but there is one thing that is left of his teacher, which is where he has always been puzzled, and his own teacher is highly virtuous, how can he easily live in Tianshui Village, which is relatively poor and backward, and the place where the sunset of farming sets.

In the letter to himself from his teacher, he clearly felt the pride and glory in it, even the saint knows himself, many of the sons and nephews of the most important teacher are still officials in the court, and why ignore his teacher, for this, Li Zisheng can be said to be very angry, he is not a relative of the teacher, there is no way to keep filial piety for the teacher, but as the direct nephew of the teacher, even now I have not seen a single return to the teacher's hometown.

There is another point that makes Li Zisheng very worried, that is, his master and wife have disappeared, all of this is like a mystery, tightly troubled Li Zisheng is deeply trapped in it, and it is difficult to get out.

This is also the first time Li Zisheng felt powerless when he came to the Tang Dynasty, he had seen something messy in the novel before, and it was the same as hanging up, in his own opinion at this time, it was simply ridiculous.

"Batael, we have a tough battle to fight tomorrow, go and ask Mr. Lin to prepare some meat, let's eat more tonight and rest early."

Li Zisheng looked at Baliang a little tiredly. Eight taels saw the exhaustion of their son-in-law, although they wanted to say something to comfort, but when the words came to their mouths, it was difficult to speak, other people's families were still a child at the age of eight, snuggled in their mother's arms, and their fathers were kind and filial, but their own sons had to bear so many burdens, which was really distressing.

Zhong Bai is not a reckless person, and obviously has communicated with General Deng at this time, so the meat brought by Mr. Lin in the evening is very varied, and it can be said that it is the top food in this military camp.

Li Zisheng carefully tasted the meat he took, although the meat color has been processed very delicately, but there is still a gap compared to the ghostly taste changes in modern times, but since he has arrived in Datang now, this is indeed the best meal Li Zisheng has ever eaten.

"Eight taels, can you have pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?" Baliang was carrying Li Zisheng's 100 taels of snowflake silver, and when he talked to Zhong Bai again, he had already sent him to buy some pen and ink to fill his long-term shortcomings.

At this time, the meat and wine are ready to let Li Zisheng practice his calligraphy. Writing is the most calming thing for Li Zisheng. The pen has been working hard, Li Zisheng doesn't know how many pen heads have been rotten, even the pen barrel has been sunken in.

Baliang also hurriedly prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that had been bought, and quietly waited next to Li Zisheng to grind for Li Zisheng.

The snow-white paper was spread out one by one, and the two paperweights were squeezed and unfolded straight on the table.

Li Zisheng is feeling the two newly bought brushes, which have been slightly expensive, but the quality is excellent, Li Zisheng can't put it down, and repeatedly observes the difference between the two brushes.

It didn't take long for eight taels to grind to complete, Li Zisheng picked up the slightly expensive brush, dipped it in ink, and thought about it a little. Fourteen large characters were printed directly on the snow-white paper.

"Three cups of wine in the red dust, a pot of tea for the great cause of a thousand years."

This is a sentence that Li Zisheng likes very much in modern times, in this discourse, the world is hot and cold, and the mind of fame and fortune is far beyond the red dust, and he lives a chic and different life, which is also what Li Zisheng has always yearned for.