June 20th is the zodiac auspicious day for the construction of the gate with the stars shining high on the gate.
On this day, the first ray of morning light came out weakly from the horizon, and a hint of coolness came to the world with the dawn. Summer mornings always make people energetic. Zhu Pingan took Liu Mu early
, Liu Dadao and the others left Linhuaihou Mansion and headed all the way to Qintianjian Yamen.
The sun is rising and the horses' hooves are brisk.
Blue-gray courtyards, winding stone streets, moss-covered brick walls, open rouge and gouache shops, and breakfast shops with people coming and going
The capital gradually woke up in the morning, and the leaves of the willow trees along the road began to stretch under the sunlight.
When Zhu Pingan and the others arrived at Qintian Prison, Qintian Prison had not yet opened its doors, so Zhu Pingan, Liu Mu and Liu Dadao had breakfast at a nearby breakfast shop.
The waiter wearing a white towel warmly welcomed them into the store. Zhu Ping'an and the other three ordered three bowls of sugar-sweetened bean juice, a plate of side dishes, and a basket of fried dough sticks, and ate them on a table by the roadside.
A mouthful of fried dough sticks, a bite of side dishes, and a mouthful of bean juice. The feeling of happiness is overwhelming the moment you fill your stomach.
Coincidentally, after breakfast, I walked out of the shop and saw Qin Tianjian slowly opening the door.
While Liu Mu and Liu Dadao were waiting outside, Zhu Pingan entered the Qintian Prison alone and registered his signature. The gatekeeper led Zhu Pingan to see Zhang Siming.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, the poor Taoist has calculated with his fingers, it's time for the Number One Scholar to arrive." Zhang Siming, who had a fat head and big ears like Maitreya Buddha, and was wearing a gray and white Taoist robe, came up to him with a smile on his face, and held a dharma seal between his fingers.
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Nonsense, today is the day to replace the warehouse door, so of course I have to come. Zhu Ping'an cursed in his heart, took two steps quickly with a smile on his face, cupped his hands and said: "Haha, I'm here to cause trouble for Mr. Zhang again."
"No trouble, no trouble, Zhuangyuan Lang will sit down for a while, and when I have someone pack up the magical weapons, I will go to Taicang." Treasurer Zhang shook his head with a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Zhu Ping'an cupped his hands.
"Why are you so polite, Master Zhuangyuan? I haven't thanked Master Zhuangyuan for his article "Kneel before the Buddha for Three Thousand Years" written the day before yesterday. As soon as this article was published, it swept away the haze of the Taoist sect, and allowed us and other Taoist sects to feel proud. That's the end of this article.
, which is better than the preaching work of thousands of Taoist priests." Treasurer Zhang waved his hand and said with a smile.
"Master Zhang has given me the award, and Ping An is really unworthy of it. I still know how much Ping An has weighed." Zhu Pingan shook his head seriously.
"Haha, don't be modest, Zhuangyuanlang. I am not the only one who said this, and it's not just that. Many people think that Zhuangyuanlang's "Kneeling before the Buddha for Three Thousand Years" is better than Yuan Maozhong's "Luoshui Xuan"
It’s the first time a turtle has passed.” Zhang Siming looked at Zhu Ping’an and said with a smile.
Well
Not to the point.
Zhu Ping'an smiled bitterly and shook his head. Yuan Wei's couplet was so popular that no one knew about it, and the flattery was photographed to the extreme.
"That's true. Several adults in Wuyi Palace said so." Zhang Siming looked at Zhu Pingan again with a smile.
Don't say goodbye.
Zhu Pingan shook his head when he heard this.
Yuan Wei is a conceited person, and he already dislikes him. If he hears this when he comes back from patrolling the border, he will be even more in trouble with himself.
I know history. Yuan Weiqing's poems are excellent, and he is very favored by Emperor Jiajing. This guy's promotion speed is unprecedented. Even though he is just a bachelor's student now, within ten years, this guy will be crowned prince.
Bao, the Minister of Rites, and then quickly joined the cabinet, and together with Li Chunfang, Yan Na, Guo Pu and others, he was called the "Qingci Prime Minister".
It is never a good thing to be looked down upon by such a promising and narrow-minded person.
After a few words of greeting, Director Zhang ordered someone to pour a cup of tea for Zhu Pingan, asked Zhu Pingan to wait a moment, and then went out to order people to prepare the magical instruments.
After about two cups of tea, Zhang Siming came in and said that the utensils were ready and they could set off for Taicang.
When Zhu Pingan and Zhang Siming went out, they saw the magical weapons prepared by Zhang Siming. The so-called magical weapons were incense candles, paper money, cinnabar, writing brushes, Taoist charms, peach wood swords, bells, black dog blood, sheep blood, and cow blood.
Waiting for things.
In addition to Zhang Siming, Qin Tianjian also went to Taicang with two Taoist priests. These two Taoist priests are much more professional than the fat-headed and big-eared Zhang Siming. According to Zhang Siming's introduction, these two Taoist priests
He is also an official of Qin Tianjian, a ninth-grade Wuganjianhou, and a "talent" selected from a famous Taoist temple.
Zhang Siming sat in a carriage, and the other two Taoist priests sat in another carriage, looking at the magical instruments.
Zhu Ping'an gathered Zhang Siming's carriage and prepared to go out and ride again.
As soon as the carriage left the gate of Qintian Prison, Zhu Ping'an saw the Bloody Sword and more than twenty Dongchang fans waiting outside the gate while holding a horse.
The Blood Sword has an expressionless face, standing straight in front of the door, wearing a white official uniform and a black cloak, with a scarlet sword hanging on his waist, and the "Dongchang" waistband hanging on his waist.
Behind him, Dongchang Fanzi was also wearing a black cloak, divided into two rows, holding his waist knife in his right hand, standing silently behind the bleeding sword.
There was no sound at all, just like statues, exuding endless coldness.
A person's name, a tree's shadow.
Zhang Siming, who had been smiling all the time, couldn't hold back the smile on his face when he saw the Blood-Drying Sword waiting for Dongchang Fanzi.
All the people who passed by here on the road stayed away from each other, did not dare to breathe, and walked quickly around the detour.
Liu Mu and Liu Dadao, who were waiting outside, were also very scared. They led their horses opposite them and did not dare to look directly at the Blood-Drying Sword and other people in Dongchang. When they were in the village, they had heard a lot about Dongchang.
The vicious name of Jinyiwei, the eighteen kinds of torture, killing without blinking an eye, killing without breaking the law, etc., etc. It can be said that factory guards are the existence that scares the common people. Liu Mu and Liu Dadao are both considered bold.
Well, most people would have wet their pants standing there.
"Good morning, Zhang Baihu, good morning to all you officers." Zhu Ping'an got off the carriage and said hello to the Blood-Drying Sword and others.
"Good morning, Mr. Zhu. The Za family has come here to listen to Mr. Zhu's orders according to the Holy Order. Everything must be obeyed by Mr. Zhu. No one dares to disobey." Zhang Baihu cupped his hands and replied with a gentle smile.
"Don't dare to disobey your orders," two rows of Dongchang fans shouted in unison.
This morning, Emperor Jiajing ordered Huang Jin to send a team of people to be dispatched by Zhu Ping'an. The one sent by Huang Jin was the Blood-Bleeding Sword.
Zhu Ping'an was overjoyed when he heard this. People from Dongchang were standing by in shock, and he couldn't ask for more. He raised his hands to Zhang Baihu and others and said, "I don't dare to tell you. I have to rely on Zhang Baihu and all the officials for help today."
So the group of people headed towards Taicang in a mighty manner.