"Well, that's the end of it." Zhang Xuan said, "If there is any official fraud, you will seriously examine yourself, punish if you don't, and encourage if you don't!" ”

He expected that officials must have been involved in such violations of the law, because he knew what kind of people Stormstone and his colleagues were. However, it is very difficult to investigate such a thing, and he can just knock on the mountain and shake the tiger with a heavy word.

When Chao Gai and Storm Stone heard this, they hurriedly agreed.

On the other day, Zhang Xuan went to send Gu Xiaoyi some money as a subsidy for the reconstruction of the troupe. In addition, he also discussed with Gu Xiaoyi to find a suitable man for Xiaoqin and let her marry another.

Xiaoqin is sixteen or seventeen years old, and she definitely can't keep that widow, so it is serious to find a suitable man to remarry.

Gu Xiaoyi said: "Qian San, the craftsman next door, is a responsible person and has craftsmanship, and he has no family at present, but he is a good match for Xiaoqin." ”

Zhang Xuan pondered and said, "Brother Xiaoyi, this matter will be handed over to you, I will say hello to Xiaoqin." ”

Before leaving, he agreed with Gu Xiaoyi that after the troupe was established, he would go to Zhangjia Village to perform a few plays, so as to bring some joy to the villagers.

Saying goodbye to Gu Xiaoyi, Zhang Xuan didn't really go to Xiaoqin, but just sent her a letter.

Don't meet to avoid embarrassment. He already knew about Xiaoqin's disgraceful experience, so it was better for each to leave some decency.

When he came to Liancheng this time, he originally wanted to do Gu Xiaoyi's affairs, but he didn't expect Lian Xiaoqin's affairs to be done together.

After doing these two things, he left Liancheng and headed for Zhangjia Village. Chao Gai planned to accompany him, but he refused. He went home to save his family, not wanting to make it too high-profile. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't get rid of it, he didn't even want to take a few of his subordinates sent to him by the imperial court.

Chao Gai was rejected by Zhang Xuan, not only did he not feel unhappy, but he had a sense of relief. Zhang Xuan did not deliberately show his prestige in front of him, but he always felt an inexplicable coercion, which made him very uncomfortable.

After Zhang Xuan left, Chao Gai summoned Storm Stone and asked Zhang Xuan if he had anything to do with Tong Million before, and after listening to Storm Stone's story about Tong Guan's death and Zhang Xuan's imprisonment because of this, Chao Gai was relieved.

"Old tyrant, this Zhang Xuan shouldn't be a person with a small amount of energy, otherwise, just if you put him in a cell for no reason, he will also try to clean you up." Chao Gai said, "However, not only did people not clean you up, but they also didn't say a word, what does this mean?" ”

"As you said, my lord, it shows that he is not a person with small energy." Storm Stone replied with a smile.

"No, you're missing the point!" Chao Gai waved his hand and said, "He is not a person with small energy, this is obvious, you don't need to say it." He is just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, supposedly still at the age of few things, but he has such a deep city government that he can suppress those old things in his heart, so that people can't see his attitude towards those things, which is the most critical and terrifying. I, an old man in the officialdom, have a fear of him because of this, and even I feel strange! ”

"What do you mean, my lord, that such a person must not be provoked?" Stormstone asked cautiously.

"Of course you can't be provoked. If you don't believe me, give it a try! Chao Gai glanced at Storm Stone and said, "We must do what he explained." That Mi Xiaoqin, that troupe, can't make a mistake, otherwise I'll ask you! ”

Hearing this, Storm Stone immediately nodded like pounding garlic.

They were discussing Zhang Xuan here, and almost at the same time, Sima Yi and his son were also discussing Zhang Xuan at home.

"Dad, look, isn't that Zhang Xuan mean?" Sima Zhao asked.

"Ah Zhao, you don't go home easily, did you come back this time specifically to tell me about Zhang Xuan's situation?" Sima Yi's face sank like water, and said, "You have done something wrong yourself, but you have complained about others in turn, where does this come from?" ”

"Dad, what did I do wrong? I concluded that he couldn't cure Yang Juan's illness, which was also based on common sense. He is not a doctor, how can he have a wonderful way to rejuvenate? If you were replaced, you might think so too! Sima Zhao was very unconvinced.

"No, no, no, I would never think so!" Sima Yi replied firmly, "Zhang Xuan, this person, can't be treated with common sense, but you just made such a mistake. You despise him like this, but he quietly cured Yang Juan's strange disease, which is not called meanness, but generosity. Your year's income should be his reward for healing, so why should you be unwilling? If it hadn't happened to meet him, Yang Juan's illness might have been delayed. ”

"Dad, I am your own son, but you speak for him everywhere, why?" Sima Zhao asked with a frown.

"I'm not speaking for him, but I want to tell you that he is a person who can't be provoked, and you must show enough respect for him, and there can be no slightest obscenity!" Sima Yi said, "I'm actually doing this for your good, not for you." Your eldest brother, Master, I said the same thing to him. ”

"Dad, do you mean that we royal people have to respect him, even if he steals the throne, we can't make a fart?" Sima Zhao asked.

"Phew!" Sima Yi spat at Sima Zhao and reprimanded with a cold face, "He is the son-in-law of the royal family, how can he have the intention of plotting to usurp the throne?" ”

Sima Zhao stretched out his hand to wipe the saliva from his face and said, "Dad, even if you say that, I still don't believe it. What if he really plotted to usurp the throne? ”

When Sima Yi heard this, he sighed lightly and said, "Alas, you dead elm head, you really can't knock it open." It is true that it is easy for a worldly master like him to seek a usurpation of the throne, but according to my observation, he has no ambition to do this, and he does not even have any interest in the government. I propose to make him the Minister of the Imperial Mission, and to give him some special authority, also in order to better observe him. If he is really obsessed with the power in his hands, it means that he is not as detached as he appears on the surface. And if he is blindly perfunctory, it is reassuring. ”

"Dad, you're still scheming, no one can count you!" Sima Zhao showed a hint of a smile at this time.

Zhang Xuan didn't know what Sima Yi's father and son, Chao Gai and others were talking about behind his back, so he rode a tall horse and walked to Zhangjia Village surrounded by several subordinates. After walking out of the road, I felt my right eyelid jump a few times, and I couldn't help scolding: "Which damn one is talking about Lao Tzu?" Could it be those unscrupulous guys like Chao Gai and Storm Stone? ”

After a while, passing by the place where he had a conflict with Tong Guan and encountered a killer sent by Tong Wanwan, he immediately laughed and said: "Ah, I misunderstood, it turned out that the father and son of the Tong family may have cursed me in the Yin Si!" Those two damn guys, they don't stop wherever they go, even if they die, I'm afraid they'll have to make those people in the yin make the chickens and dogs jump! ”

When he thought of those things, he couldn't help but have some reverie, but they all drifted by in a hurry. For him, Tong Million's father and son are as straight as mustard, and it is not worth seriously recalling.

When he passed through Newtown, he remembered the conflict he had with Lianxin here, and he just smiled.

At dusk, when he arrived outside Zhangjia Village, he no longer rode a horse, but led the horse on foot.

This is his hometown, and he doesn't want to deliberately show his official authority.

When he met the villagers in the village, he greeted him warmly with a smile, but he found that they were looking at him with strange eyes and wanted to dodge.

Well? What's going on? Could it be that the people in the village have hatred for the rich and noble, and they feel uncomfortable when they see that I am developed?

In his doubts, he continued to walk slowly towards the village, and saw everyone greeting him warmly, only to find that everyone was simply perfunctory, and they all cast the same strange glances, and they were all busy dodging him, as if he was a plague god who could spread the epidemic.