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Zhang Xun's sharp eyes swept over the scholars present, including Zanxian Guan, who put gold on his face, and Wang Ming, who made a lot of nonsense. The whole teahouse was unusually quiet, and the shopkeeper who was carrying a pot of tea also stopped, put the towel in his hand on his shoulder, and listened carefully to the speech of Hangzhou Confucian.

Zhang Xun coughed a few times, and his tone seemed unhurried,

"There are no gossips planned with ulterior motives, and there is no deliberate promotion by Ye Guozhu. The whole thing is just that the Northern Liao dead soldiers tried to assassinate Ye Guozhu and failed, and it is also true that Zhong Qing single-handedly assassinated the three dead soldiers, although you don't want to believe it, but I vouch for this matter with my personality. He, like everyone here, is a scholar who doesn't practice martial arts, and don't think that others can't do what you can't do. He was able to win the top three tripods and overthrow three dead soldiers by himself, is it really just luck and coincidence? If you were someone else, I'm afraid you would be too scared to move your legs, right? They don't even have the courage to excel, the finches are just incompetent finches, never thinking about why the birds can soar for 90,000 miles, but they can only drink dew and sing between the branches, and be complacent? ”

This sharp rhetorical question was obviously aimed at Zanxian Guan, but it forced the other party to lose his temper. originally wanted to carefully plan a gossip to save the situation, but who knew that he met Jiangnan Hongru here, and what was worse was that this elder had to give the younger generation of the freshly dressed and angry horse a head.

Zhang Xun's words did not dare not believe it, this is the courage of a great Confucian.

Zanxian Guan didn't expect that behind Chen Zhongqing, he would actually get rave reviews from the highly respected Confucian scholars of the two Zhejiang Lude.

"But...... I ......"

"Zangongzi, I'm very restrained now, but please disappear now, I don't want to see you in Hangzhou City."

Zhang Xun stretched out his finger dashingly and pointed to the door. Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Xun, and the great Confucian, who had always been gentle and elegant, burst out with extraordinary spirit at this time.

He roared angrily, "Get out." ”

Zanxian wanted to quibble about something, but he was greeted only by distrustful and vigilant gazes, and everyone subconsciously took a few steps back and made way for him. sighed helplessly, and could only leave the door in a gray manner under the gaze of everyone, without even having time to take the paper fan he put on the table.

Wang Ming didn't dare to stay here, so he had to say goodbye to Zhang Xun and follow the pace of Zanxian Guan and disappear without a trace.

"A bunch of junkies."

Zhang Xun said disdainfully, then turned around to sit down, picked up the chess box and chessboard, and ended the day's idle chess.

The small turmoil in the tea shop slowly dissipated in the laughter, and returned to its previous calm.

The assassination the day before yesterday did not affect the prosperity of Hangzhou City, and the curfew and martial law in Hangzhou City were all revoked two days later, and Song Guanzi knew that the other party had left this place, and did not continue to impose martial law here, but prepared to play a few moves.

This game is not over yet.

Chen Zhongqing, who was walking on the street, did not look back and looked back, otherwise he would have noticed a sneaky figure following him through the bustling street, the other party's eyes were staring at his figure diagonally opposite, and when he saw Chen Zhongqing moving, he ran forward quickly for a short while. The peddlers and pawns who passed by on the road all looked at her with some confusion, and shook their heads casually, not knowing what the hell this quirky girl was doing. She straightened her chest, stretched out her hand to pull a small strand of hair, and walked forward with a dignified lady's appearance, but with small steps under her feet, the speed was still very fast, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

However, the figure that appeared next made her pause, and she didn't dare to step forward again.

Nangong Hua pursed her lips tightly, and pressed her palm to her lips, trying not to make a sound.

Qin Danqing stood in front of Chen Zhongqing, greeted him with a pleasant face, the two talked and laughed, and the corners of Zhongqing's mouth even curved into a good-looking arc and patted each other's shoulders.

However, Chen Zhongqing didn't expect to meet Qin Danqing here, in his impression, the young man with a kind personality lacked some old luck and chances of winning, and there were other remarkable points. After contact, he even felt that in time, he would become the strongest interest ally behind the Chen family.

Although the status of merchants in Shinong was the lowest, it was undeniable that they had a lot of money. The capital of the sudden wealth and the sleek officialdom fritters are enough to make the Chen family go further on this road.

Qin Danqing invited Chen Zhongqing to their house this afternoon, and after thinking for a while, he readily agreed to the other party's request. Presumably he should have come today for the silk cloth business on Liangzhejiang Road in the south of the Yangtze River, but he also happened to have something to discuss with Qin Zhengxi about his other insurance.

At the end of the day, being allies is not just about common interests, it's about common interests. After the other party knows that nothing will be achieved without him, he will truly bind everything on both sides together.

Qin Danqing has this intention, and Chen Zhongqing is also willing to help him go further. The reputation of a Qin family in the south of the Yangtze River is far better than the reputation of a Qin family in Hangzhou.

Nangong Hua walked back disheartenedly, walked more than ten meters away, he looked back again, Chen Zhongqing, who had said goodbye to Qin Danqing, was still standing there thinking about things, he seemed to notice that someone was secretly watching him, and suddenly raised his head, and met Nangong Hua, who was caught off guard.

Nangong Hua pretended to be calm, smiling and blessed with a thousand blessings, just like he had seen other literati and ink writers.

Chen Zhongqing also smiled and beckoned.

Then Nangong Hua planned to leave in a huff, but a familiar voice sounded behind her.

The voice was as warm as jade, as always, like the man who took himself into his arms in the Heming Tower and whispered don't be afraid. It's not those who go in and out of fireworks venues, spend a lot of money, or the amorous literati.

"Nangong girl, are you okay?"

Nangong Hua turned around, trying not to let Chen Zhongqing see the tears rolling in her eyes, but quietly rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, and said softly, "It's okay, thank you Zhongqing Gongzi for your concern." ”

"No, you have something on your mind."

Chen Zhongqing shook his head, although he had only had a relationship with her, but at the most dangerous moment of Heming Tower, it was this person who stood by his side.

Her heart trembled when she said this, and her mind, which had finally stabilized, became uneasy again.

"It's okay, I'm here."

She finally turned around.

The man behind her stood behind her with a smile, just like the sheltered tree under the green building in her memory, blocking her from the light and shadow of the sword and the world.

But it is still light and calm, and the waves are not alarmed.