What happened in Beijing and Tianjin did not seem to affect Wuchang, although in the three towns of Wuhan, now the officials and officials now know that Hubei has a figure who is "proficient in Western studies", although he is proud, but at most it makes him want to get acquainted with him, but for ordinary people, it will not have any effect.

Even Tang Haoran himself didn't feel much change, Tang Haoran was sick!

To be precise, after returning home from the Governor's Mansion that day, Tang Haoran fell ill and had a heart disease!

On the second day after leaving the Governor's Palace, Tang Haoran met a few friends at home, and those few friends who had no relationship seemed to have friendships and discussed political affairs, but in fact, they were leading to the "ban on smoking", and in the end they were all looking like asking for advice, and what they asked for was naturally the "anti-smoking policy" of "monopolizing and gradually banning", why did they ask themselves?

Thousands of miles of officials are only for money, and the same is true for staff, one is for the sake of the curtain, until the closure of the territory, and the other is naturally for the sake of money, after Tang Haoran proposed the "gradual ban", these characters who have been in the officialdom for more than ten years or even decades naturally see the interests in the meantime, the benefits of the smoking ban and the addition of power and position, how can they not let these people who always hang the word "supplement" move, not only those who can still be appreciated by Dong Weng come to visit, even those who are not valued by Dong Weng also come to visit, The purpose of their visit is naturally to make friends with Tang Haoran in order to come to Japan, after all, as the proposer of the anti-smoking policy, his position will definitely be indispensable in the anti-smoking bureau at that time, what kind of place is the anti-smoking bureau, and any errand is a fat difference with silver.

In the face of greedy or greedy beings, Tang Haoran, who was already under moral pressure because of the "tobacco monopoly", added three points to the pain in his heart, and on the second day, after seeing a candidate for a Taoist in his fifties, but calling himself a brother, Tang Haoran could no longer bear that kind of moral pressure sickness!

This disease, then lay on the bed, every day Tang Haoran thought about all he thought about was that he called a Pandora's box, if this continues, everyone driven by the benefit of the smoking ban will do everything possible to persuade Zhang Zhidong to implement a smoking ban, and for Zhang Zhidong, the smoking ban can not only bring reputation, but also bring a steady stream of money, enough to support him to start a foreign business that others never dared to think. When he thought that the so-called "tobacco monopoly" would become a tool for officials at all levels to get money, he could hardly breathe under the moral pressure.

"You damn thing, you don't talk through your brains!"

What is the taste of regret, no one knows better than Tang Haoran, he is unwilling to face that qi qi no matter what, lying on the bed he wanted to suggest to Zhang Zhidong several times, and he must not implement the gradual ban, but after all, he did not dare to write. Wouldn't it make the world laugh at such a reversal? Shame on you?

It has only been two months since he came to this era, Tang Haoran found that he had been assimilated, if the officials of this era did everything to gain power, he was not one of them, in order to get Zhang Zhidong's favor, and opened that Pandora's box?

Although a few years later, in the Philippines and even in Taiwan, the "monopoly and gradual ban" have played a certain effect in a certain way, and its effect is far better than that of China's implementation of the "prohibition and levy" for many years, but now those officials, like the Japanese, only see their function of accumulating money, and only think of immediate benefits, in order to maximize their profits, they absolutely have no intention of creating new smokers, and this original "crooked scripture" will only be read more crookedly, and in the end, the so-called monopoly will be just like "prohibiting and levying" just like "prohibiting and levying" just to become a tool for the government to collect money.

After thinking about it, he was in a dilemma, Tang Haoran's condition became more and more serious, and even when "Tai Xice" became famous all over the country, he still didn't know it while lying on the bed, and his illness also alarmed Zhang Zhidong, so that he searched for famous doctors in Wuhan to diagnose and treat him, but more than a dozen famous doctors were at a loss in the face of Tang Haoran's illness, no one knew why he was sick, only thought that he was suffering from wind cold, or prescribed medicine to remove wind and cold, or prescribed tonic medicine such as ginseng.

Only he knows, of course Tang Haoran knows that he is a heart disease, but how can he talk about this disease in his heart. After coming and going, the disease became more serious!

At noon on this day, Tang Haoran, who was lying on the bed and had even lost a lot of weight, fell asleep after drinking the doctor's prescription to calm the nerves, and he fell asleep after a night of insomnia, but in his sleep he was having a nightmare: the nightmare was full of ostentatious smokers riding on tall horses, walking on the street with full spirit, and on the road, there were people with numb expressions, dull eyes, and slow speech like the whispering of sleepwalkers.

That's all ** addicted people!

But in the official mansion, it is a mountain of gold and silver treasures, which are endless people's fat and people's ointment. Suddenly, Tang Haoran was surprised to find that a child was crying while running. As he listened, he heard countless more questions.

"It's you, it's you, it's all you!"

The millions of questions only made Tang Haoran's heart tremble.

"It's not me, it's not me......"

At this moment, with a bang, he woke up from his dream......

"No, it's not me! It's them, not me......"

Tang Haoran, who woke up in shock, argued loudly, and after a while, he realized that he was at home, and there was a pretty figure standing there by the door, it was Yun'er, and under her feet was a piece of broken porcelain.

"Less, young master!"

Yun'er saw that the young master's eyes were full of blood, and hurriedly knelt on the ground in fright.

"The slave should be damned, I shocked the young master!"

In fact, she didn't blame her, when she was pouring tea for Mr. Sang, Tang Haoran's exclamation in her dream startled her, and then she broke the tea set.

"What?"

Looking at Yun'er kneeling on the ground in confusion, Tang Haoran said.

"Yun'er, hurry up, isn't it just a teapot? No big deal! ”

As he spoke, he wanted to get off the bed and help Yun'er up, but his body was soft and lackluster.

"Young master, I'll help you!"

Seeing that the young master wanted to get up, Yun'er hurriedly went over to help.

Although he was supported by Yun'er like this, he could smell the faint body fragrance on his body, but Tang Haoran did not have the mood of the past, thinking that he had done so much evil when he first came to this time and space, and his mood became heavy again.

"Hey......"

The young master's long sigh, listening to Yun'er's ears, her heart was a pain, how could the young master be such a good person, how could he be sick, thinking of Mr. Sang who had been waiting in the courtyard for nearly an hour, if he didn't know that Mr. Sang was a close confidant of the governor, he was afraid that she wouldn't even let him in.

"Young master, your body is still so weak, then the guests at home will let them go back!"

"Guests? Who's coming? ”

Hearing that Yun'er said that it was Mr. Sang in the governor's mansion, Tang Haoran smiled bitterly.

"This guest can't go back!"

Wearing a cotton coat and walking out of the house, Tang Haoran saw that Sang Zhiping had his back to him, but he was sitting under the pomegranate tree, holding a book in one hand, as if he was reading a book.

"This person is elegant, and he doesn't feel cold on this day!"

It doesn't matter if you don't want to be cold, this thought of being cold, Tang Haoran felt that it seemed to be even colder outside.

"Mr. Sang, don't be surprised, the maid at home doesn't understand the rules, so he let you ...... outside"

Taking a step forward, Tang Haoran hurriedly apologized, although he had just entered the Zhang Zhidong Shogunate, but now he also knew the origin of this Sang Zhiping, this is Zhang Zhidong's cloth friend who went to invite Jin, although it only hangs the name of the second son's east seat, but everyone in the house knows that it has a great influence on Zhang Zhidong, and Zhang Zhidong listens to it.

Sang Zhiping, who was looking at the book, turned around and smiled kindly:

"I asked your domestic servants not to pass it on, I am a northerner, and the winter in Wuchang is far worse than that in the north, so I just take advantage of this free time to study."

This is the first time, Tang Haoran saw Sang Zhiping's appearance clearly, a typical northerner appearance, thin and wearing a washed white and light green cotton robe, his dark face concealed a little bookish atmosphere, with a white beard of a goat, wrinkles on his face showed his old state, looking at his age seems to be far open, no wonder he will fade into the curtain and enter the mind, just this age, I am afraid that there is nothing to ask for in the curtain, although his age is old, but those eyes are extraordinarily bright and quiet, full of wise light.

"Ziran, can you and I sit here?"

Sang Zhiping put down the book in his hand and smiled at Tang Haoran, whose face had lost a lot of weight. That smile was full of kindness and kindness. With this smile on his face, Tang Haoran concluded that this person must be a credible person, sitting here? The future is too cold.

"Since Mr. Sang has this elegance, won't he obey orders."

Tang Haoran tried his best to look like a humble gentleman, and a few simple words caused him to speak carefully for a long time, and even secretly regretted that he didn't learn classical Chinese well when he was in school.

"Hahaha!"

Tang Haoran's appearance made Sang Zhiping laugh,

"It is said that you Tang Ziran is seriously ill, looking at your appearance, it looks like you are sick,......"

"Mr. Sang is smiling, he is ...... under this illness"

Bent down slightly, Tang Haoran, who was pale, let out a long sigh, and couldn't help but look up at the sky, which was lead-colored, just like his mood at this time.

"I'm afraid it can't be cured......"

After that, Tang Haoran sighed again, his disease is by no means curable, hearing him say this, Sang Zhiping put away his smile, looked at Tang Haoran for a long time, shook his head gently, and said:

"Ziran, your disease is a heart disease, and a heart disease is difficult to treat."

(Yesterday for some reason only one chapter was updated, today to make up, every recommendation of you is the biggest motivation for speechless efforts to update!) It is not easy to write new books, ask for collections, ask for recommendations)