"Master Dong is really grief-stricken, it's not easy to do this!"

Zhang Xuezhou covered his face with his sleeves from time to time when he walked, and then howled twice to make a appearance, but Dong Zhongshu wept and vomited blood, and finally fell into a coma.

He felt that he couldn't learn Dong Zhongshu's sincerity.

Even if he plays in officialdom, this is also the effect that he is difficult to perform.

"I feel that Master Dong is more like he was injured during the fight," Rong Tianding corrected.

"His injuries were finally suppressed, how could he fight with others," Zhang Xuezhou said.

After a lot of hardships, it took more than a year for Dong Zhongshu to find Li Guang to temporarily solve the shortcomings of his body.

This kind of experience is so difficult, Zhang Xuezhou feels that it is impossible for Dong Zhongshu to fight with others when he is not desperate.

"Then I don't know, you know that there are some things that Master Dong doesn't say he won't do, and others agree to let him not do it," Rong Tianding said.

"You have a point!"

Dong Zhongshu fell in a coma, was placed in a carriage again, and a medical officer went to check, Zhang Xuezhou didn't need to worry about Dong Zhongshu's safety.

He watched the excitement for a long time, until the prisoner car creaked away and many officials began to return to Chang'an City, and Zhang Xuezhou went to find a cheaper inn near Xishi.

Zhang Xuezhou is not worried that Wei Shao'er will not be able to find himself when he bleeds again, after all, he has no sergeant to treat his illness, and he will set up a stall in the West Market every day.

"But I'm likely to sleep for the next twelve days, and we won't do much during this time, and we won't cause trouble," Zhang Xuezhou advised.

"Don't worry, cousin, I will take care of you every day and don't let others touch you!"

Zhang Xuezhou had a difficult time, but he cleared up the bad luck under the Dading, and somehow he felt light, but he didn't worry about many encounters in reality.

The concept has been changed, and Zhang Xuezhou not only has the pursuit of life goals, but also the excavation of the meaning of life.

He really wanted to delve into something, not to run around this world and the other world.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't want to live mechanically every day like a busybody, and it wasn't until he died of old age that he suddenly regretted that he had been busy all his life and had never done anything truly meaningful.

Zhang Xuezhou did not explore genetics, he enjoyed more of the scientific and technological convenience brought by genes.

Zhang Xuezhou also did not develop orthodoxy in psychology.

Correspondingly, Zhang Xuezhou's desire to explore the meaning of his life is not closely related to what he has learned, but is linked to Ren Anran's pseudo-psychology.

This makes him seek the integration of the realm and the development of the art in reality, and he also seeks the integration of the 'movement' in this world.

"According to the strength of the imperial court to crack down on various university factions, the Xiangmen who have been targeted in the past don't need to think about getting up in the Han Kingdom!"

Zhang Xuezhou thought about the recklessness of various schools of thought, and the imperial court's actions to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots of certain schools, and felt that he could not use the means of Fuxi Xiangmen in a grand manner.

But Zhang Xuezhou felt that he could develop a new school of thought by combining some content in reality.

Everything is like the alternative Confucianism that Dong Zhongshu pursues, and he can also pursue an alternative Xiangmen, an alternative Yin-Yang family, or an alternative corpse school.

He can even cooperate with Dong Zhongshu, or learn from Dong Zhongshu.

Within the scope of striving to meet the scope of the imperial court's permission, Zhang Xuezhou also wanted to make the best use of everything he had learned.

If he can't use what he has learned reasonably, Zhang Xuezhou will have only one fossil technique left to do in addition to being beaten.

He told Rong Tianding to be related, and borrowed the boiled meat Xiaoding from the guest house to slowly boil Peiyuan paste, and when arranging many things in the next period of time, Zhang Xuezhou also continued to sort out his own ideas and summarize what he wanted some days ago.

After the induction, it is the execution.

How to adapt to modern society, Zhang Xuezhou also has to adapt to the rules of the Han Dynasty.

As he continued to develop himself, he also hoped to take advantage of the new emperor's ascension to the throne and enjoy blessings as the new emperor's imperial fortune continued to increase.

"I don't know if the officials in our real world have a similar sense of luck, and whether it can be superimposed on my two worlds!"

Zhang Xuezhou pondered the peculiarity of this world, and also pondered the situation in reality.

"Do you have to be on the Sequence Committee?"

In reality, public servants are executors and do not have the autonomy to do important things, and this kind of system is obviously completely different from this world.

Those who do have the power belong to the extended family, especially the members of the Sequence Committee.

But the criteria for stepping into the Sequence Committee are extremely high.

"I need to move from being an advanced student to a teaching assistant, then to a mentor, then to an associate professor, then to a professorship, and then my family has to have leadership in some important industry!"

In addition to the continuous improvement of personal strength, wanting to get a piece of the red alliance also involves scientific research contributions, as well as economic rights.

Only a number of projects that are almost omnipotent can occupy a place on the Sequence Committee.

Zhang Xuezhou thought about the long road that needed to develop in the Red Alliance, and he couldn't help but realize that it was not only difficult to cross the class, but also that it was almost impossible for ordinary people to reach the top.

Seeing that Zuo Quan and Zuo Jin are not very competitive, but the current position of these people is the end point that countless people will not reach in a lifetime.

"It's a pity that there is no point in developing in the Kuril Alliance!"

By coincidence and religious madness, Ren Sheng and Ren Anran almost reached the top of the Tur power in just a few days.

But according to the theory of 'luck', where to be born involves the corresponding numerology, and it also needs to be developed in the corresponding area.

For example, Zhang Xuezhou belongs to the Han Dynasty, and he can be blessed by the luck of the court when he develops in the Han Dynasty, but it is useless for him to go to the murderous country to be a small leader, but will be scolded as a lackey by the Han people.

Combined with the knowledge contact he has at the moment, Zhang Xuezhou continues to analyze and judge.

He finally decided to take it one step at a time, after all, there was nothing wrong with giving it a try, and in case it brought a harvest, he didn't seem to be at a loss.

And the nature of man is to keep climbing up, which is also the path he will inevitably take.

"My cousin is a skilled healer, and he can also refine pills, why can't he save himself?"

After shouting again for a day in the West Market without yield, Zhang Xuezhou's stall closed down directly.

Looking at Zhang Xuezhou, who was lying motionless on the bed, Rong Tianding couldn't help but sigh deeply.

It is impossible for a normal person to be like Zhang Xuezhou, and when he first came into contact with Zhang Xuezhou, Zhang Xuezhou's condition was not like this.

Seeing that Zhang Xuezhou's state was getting worse and worse every time, Rong Tianding could only ask the "Tomb Sutra" for more help.

"Master?"

Night was approaching, and Rong Tianding only heard someone knocking on the door.

When he pushed the door and opened a gap, he already saw Dong Zhongshu behind the door.

This startled him, and quickly pulled the door open.

"Fugue again? It seemed a little wrong with him at this time, how could this be a few days earlier? ”

Dong Zhongshu's face turned pale, and he covered his mouth with a white cloth again.

He coughed several times.

After sobering up, Zhang Xuezhou had no way to ask for help, and he couldn't help but feel that he needed to grab some medicine and boil it to drink.

"Do you still have any money to lend me medicine?"

Thinking of the empty sleeves, Dong Zhongshu couldn't help but ask Rong Tianding in a low voice.

This made Rong Tianding open his mouth, and he didn't know how to complain for a while.