The clouds were dark all night, and the rain finally fell.

A young man with a long body and a green coat walked through the deep grass of the Lotus Leaf Temple. The drizzle was dripping, knocking on the ruins and walls that were flooded by the wild grass, and the low and dull was like a long elegy.

There was a clanging sound from behind a wooden door hung with cobwebs.

The man took off his hat, walked up the broken steps of the blue bricks, and pushed the door in. The wooden door is dilapidated and in disrepair, and when it is pushed open, the door shaft rotates with difficulty, making a creaking and grinding sound, which is extremely harsh, and instantly pulls people back to the front from the old atmosphere filled with sadness.

Tan Zhou sat barefoot on a dusty futon in the center of the meditation room, rolling up his sleeves and trouser legs, concentrating on repairing a deformed old plowshare.

The ploughshare was rusty and had been around for some years. It was he who had only come out of the treasury of the Tan Mansion not long ago.

With his current net worth, he no longer needs to pull up his trousers and plough the field himself, and this plow rake is naturally not needed. But he had an unusually deep affection for these things that accompanied him through the hard years, and the farm tools he had used: ploughs, sickles, and dustpans, none of them were thrown away, and they were all stored in the storeroom.

Tan Lang couldn't understand him.

Bo Xiao couldn't understand Tan Zhou's style, and even felt that he was a little pretentious, and raised his eyebrows: "Now that the people in Chuzhou City are looking for you, you knocked Ding Erlang loudly, for fear that others won't know that you are hiding here?" ”

He took a few steps, ignoring the dust on the desk, sat down with his legs up, took out two crumpled pieces of rice paper from his arms, and threw them with his hand.

The paper fluttered as light as snow, but it flew very steadily, overlapping and landing at Tan Zhou's feet.

Tan Zhou didn't pick it up, he looked up from the broken window, and the rain shadows were one after another, and there was a hidden autumn coolness.

"I know the yellow dog of the East Gate, and the crane of Huating." He sighed in a deep voice.

Bo Xiao laughed: "The boss told me a word before. He said that this person is cheap, and when he has nothing, he is bent on climbing up, and he can give up everything. When what you want is enlightened, you start to miss your old life again. I said Lao Tan, you weren't so depressed before, it really scared Chang Qianfo? ”

That's not at all polite.

Tan Zhou smiled disapprovingly, and raised his hand to pick up the two pieces of rice paper stained with rain at his feet.

Those were two bounty orders. His head is prominently drawn in the center. More eye-catching than the avatar is next to a column of neatly drawn big characters: 100,000 taels of silver!

The two bounties are almost identical, except for the payment.

One is from the government and one is from Changjiabao.

That is to say, no matter who it is, as long as he can help Chang Qianfo find him, he can get a total of 200,000 taels of silver from the government and Changjiabao. This is a sum that most people will never earn in their lifetime, and the temptation is not small.

Naturally, the government would not take out so much silver to help Chang Jiabao arrest people, and the silver was also from Chang Qianfo. The reason why it is divided into two points is just to win the trust of the people in the name of the government, or in other words, it is to cover up the prestige and credibility of Changjiabao in front of the government.

Chang Jihai's little grandson is not very old, but he is meticulous and thoughtful, old and steady, and he is the quality of a big tool.

Tan Zhou couldn't help but think of Mu Yueting and the place where he went, and there was an endless stream of people who came to ask for relatives. Jianghu sects, wealthy businessmen, and even court dignitaries, either in order to win over Mu Cangping, or admire Mu Yueting's beauty, they broke their heads and wanted to marry him. Mu Cangping must not offend anyone, nor should he go down to any family. On the surface, it seems that it is difficult to make up his mind, but Tan Zhou knows that in the past few years, Mu Cangping has been thinking about marrying Mu Yueting to Changjiabao.

For this reason, their subordinates also had puzzles.

Including Mu Yueting himself, I'm afraid he doesn't look down on Chang Qianfo very much.

Since ancient times, beauties love heroes.

What Mu Yueting likes is the kind of generous man who is bold and high-profile, so she has been thinking about Jin Liu for so many years. Chang Qianfo is too soft for her after all.

This kind of thinking has been completely dispelled after Tan Zhou entered Chuzhou and fought with Chang Qianfo a few times.

He had to admit that Mu Cangping's knowledge was far above him, whether it was in literature or martial arts, even in terms of knowing people and judging things, which he was good at.

"Looks like my head is worth a lot." Tan Zhou was unhurried and did not panic at all.

Bo Xiao raised his hand to pull his wet hair, his black hair was stained with rain, and he threw it on his cheeks indiscriminately, adding a few heavy colors to his extremely white and pale face, which was clearly masculine, and it was indescribably glamorous, looking weird and confusing.

"So do you have a solution?" He asked in a casual voice.

"Not really." Tan Zhou said: "But Chang Qianfo took out 200,000 taels of silver and wanted to catch me, but I'm afraid it's not so easy." He looked around and asked, "Do you know what this place is?" ”

Bo Xiao knew that this was the Lotus Leaf Temple, but Tan Zhou asked this, and the answer was obviously not so simple.

He looked at Tan Zhou.

Tan Zhou said: "This temple is called Lotus Leaf Temple. Don't look at it is decayed and dilapidated now, it was a big temple with strong incense in those days, and the great monks gathered here, which is not much better than the Guoan Temple outside Jiankang City.

Fourteen years ago, the Western Regions Demon Sect was the pioneer of the Northern Army and invaded the Central Plains. The abbot of Lianye Temple, Jitong, led the monks to kill the enemy with all their might, severely damaging the foundation of the Demon Sect. However, the abbot of Jitong and the one hundred and eight monks of the temple all died in this battle.

The people are grateful, cast a stone Buddha statue at the temple gate, and put one hundred and eight water tanks, plant lotus flowers, and worship every year. ”

Bo Xiao was puzzled: "Since there are people worshipping, how can this temple be deserted like this?" ”

Tan Zhou said: "If no one takes care of it, it will naturally be dilapidated." When the Demon Sect invaded Chuzhou, Wang Yuan, the assassin at that time, was the first to abandon the city and flee, and the officers and soldiers collapsed without a fight, which was a shame for the imperial court. ”

Bo Xiao understood, and raised his eyebrows: "Are you saying that in order to cover up the shame, the imperial court turned a blind eye to the death of the monks of the Lotus Leaf Temple, and let it decay?" ”

Tan Zhou saw Bo Xiao's indignation and said with a smile: "So to speak. Do you know where the escaped assassin Wang Yuan is now? ”

Where does Bo Xiao know.

Tan Zhou asked himself and replied: "That Wang Yuan is from the branch of the Langya Wang family, and after abandoning the city and escaping, he was demoted and transferred to a small county called Chaisang in Jiujiang County to be the chief of Chaisang. In less than a year, because of his outstanding political achievements, he was promoted to the history of Yangzhou Assassin. Now that he has been in charge of the affairs of the money farmers, he is the real fat poor. ”

Tan Zhou knocked on the plow and said indifferently: "You are still young, and you will see more and more of this kind of injustice in the future, and you will become more and more accustomed to it." If you don't talk about the Southern Dynasty, let's talk about the Northern Kingdom, is it clear and peaceful, and there are no dirty and ugly things?

Even these rescued people in Chuzhou. How much can they make of their so-called feelings? One jar, a few lotuses, there will be no more.

After a long time, they will forget. ”

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