Chapter 100: .A few happy and a few sad (tenth! Seeking subscription for monthly pass!)

Under Mr. Wu Yun's gaze, Xu Xingzhi saw a little sweat on his forehead.
"Sir, the students have no intention of deceiving, let alone Changan Yuli."
Xu Xingzhi calmed down his state of mind: "Master Li has a half-teacher's grace. Hearing about the reincarnation pill, the students really have the heart to help Master Li and help their father and son reunite.
And the price they paid was not just that set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Li Jun, the son of Master Li, was seriously injured and dying at the time because it was said that he knew something that he shouldn't know and was killed by others. "
Hearing the words, Mr. Wuyun raised his eyebrows lightly, but still did not speak.
Xu Xingzhi continued: "The other party may have something to do with the Eastern Tang royal family. During Li Jun was seriously injured and unconscious, he was assassinated more than once, and he was saved by Master Li's protection.
In the past few years, seeing him still awake, and his condition is getting worse, the other party stopped thinking of assassination. "
Truth...Through the system's judgment, Zhang Dongyun showed some interest.
However, Mr. Wu Yun's face is still not relaxed.
"Okay, you are disappointing."
He stared at Xu Xingzhi indifferently: "The old man is not a powerful person, and he is willing to give you freedom and allow you to give full play to yourself, but your move today has passed the line."
Xu Xingyi made it to the end: "If you know what is wrong, please punish your husband, and the students will be happy."
"Knowing grace is an advantage." Mr. Wu Yun said: "But you need to remember your duty. You need more achievements to regain the trust of the old man."
Xu Xingzhi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, the clothes on his back were all wet with cold sweat.
He saluted again: "Mr. Xie's kindness."
"Do you know what to do?" Mr. Wu Yun flicked his finger, and a porcelain bottle fell in front of Xu Xingzhi.
"Yes, sir." Xu Xingzhi took the porcelain vase and bowed back.
When he saw Li Zhibin again, he handed the porcelain bottle to the other party: "This is the pill given by Mr. Wuyun."
Li Zhibin, a great Confucian in the seventh realm, took the porcelain vase and his fingers trembled slightly.
He took out the pill from the bottle and looked at Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi said: "The pill will only exist for a moment or three when it is released. After a little delay, it will disappear."
Li Zhibin took a deep breath and delivered the medicine to his son.
The young man on the stretcher was deeply unconscious and could not take medicine at all.
Li Zhibin slowly recites a poem, showing the flowing water, and helping his son swallow the medicine.
In the next instant, blood appeared on Li Jun's face.
When Li Zhibin and his students saw this, they were shocked on the spot, unable to react for a while.
Their first thought was, so fast?
The second thought is, shouldn't it be a glorious reflection?
But the next moment, the young man coughed sharply, his body shook, and he suddenly turned over on the stretcher.
Li Zhibin was surprised and delighted. For many years of qi training, he was ruined. With lingering fears on his face, he stepped forward and hugged his son.
He could clearly feel that Li Jun's body was full of vitality, and the heavy wounds that had been entangled were quickly receding.
Li Jun opened his eyes and looked at his father, completely at a loss: "...Father? You...you cry?"
Li Zhibin froze for a moment, awake like a dream, and quickly wiped away the tears from his eyes, but still held his son and did not let go.
Xu Xingzhi saw him on the sidelines and felt relieved.
He finally got the chance to show his ambitions in Chang'an City.
Who knows the first thing, let him fight with heaven and man.
Thinking of Li Zhibin's past half-and-half years of being a teacher, and couldn't bear to see the other white-haired man sending the black-haired man, Xu Xingzhi finally made the decision.
Fortunately, Mr. Wuyun spared him this time...
After Xu Xingzhi suppressed his fearful thoughts, he stepped forward and said, "Master Li, congratulations to your father and son reuniting Tianlun, but if students want to disturb, please ask Brother Li a few questions first..."
After a while, Xu Xingzhi saw Mr. Wu Yun again.
"Let's talk." Mr. Wu Yun said calmly.
For Zhang Dongyun, he has actually heard the conversation between Xu Xingzhi and Li Jun just now, and the projection of Mr. Wuyun is just a cutscene.
For Zhang Dongyun, the information that made Li Jun almost wiped out had limited overall value.
The mysterious master of the dark pavilion in East Tang is named Gao Yu.
But in fact, his name should be Li Yu.
Li Hong, the son of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and Li Dang, the king of Qingyuan County, are brothers of the same father.
Regarding this point, some people in the outside world have long suspected that the king of the dark night of the Eastern Tang Dynasty is actually the illegitimate son of the current king of Tang.
However, suspicion is suspicion, and no one has obtained the true evidence.
However, Li Jun accidentally broke through the secret conversation of the royal family and settled down on this speculation. As a result, he was chased and killed and was almost wiped out.
For Zhang Dongyun, this news is of little use.
As long as the other party dares to come to Chang'an City, it doesn't matter whether it is Tang Wang's son.
Li Dang, the fourth son of the king of Tang, is now building a road for him in Chang'an.
It was another piece of vague information that made Zhang Dongyun more interested.
Gao Yu, Tang Wang's illegitimate son, may be just a nickname, occupying a high position, like Tang Wang's compensation for this illegitimate son.
And there is another person who is really responsible for the dark cabinet operation.
This is a bit interesting, but whether it is the Purple Sun Demon or the Qingyunguan traitor Gu Hechuan, they don't understand this situation. Is it really the case?
Zhang Dongyun thought in his heart, but Mr. Wuyun who was projecting waved his hand calmly, making Xu Xingzhi retreat.
After Xu Xingzhi left, he sat with Li Zhibin again.
The two parties simply recounted the past, but each became a bridge between Chang'an and Tingshan Academy.
After completing this business, Chang'an Dongshi, or reincarnation pill, gradually gained fame in the Eastern Tang Dynasty.
Everyone was talking about it, and they were curious about the mysterious city where many masters could run into the wall.
Now the news of the reincarnation pill came out, more and more people could not bear it, and set off for Chang'an.
Many people just join in the fun and try their luck.
Reincarnation Dan, not everyone can afford the price.
But if you can’t afford reincarnation pill, can you buy something else?
Other things are also good.
Anyway, it's here...
The east city of Chang'an gradually began to lively.
In addition to doing business on behalf of Chang'an, Xu Xingzhi also rented out booths to interested parties, arranged for the other party to set up stalls in the East Market, and traded with the crowd, and the market took a draw from it to ensure order and safety.
As the East and West cities gradually gained fame, an old customer visited Chang'an again.
"Uncle Master, Senior Wuyun is waiting for you in the hall." Wenhu entertained Dahe Longmen elder Shang Jie.
When Shang Jie saw Mr. Wu Yun, he should salute first: "Old gentleman, don't come here without problems.
"Exemption." Mr. Wu Yun nodded slightly.
"Here is next month, the payment for Bisongshijing, I will bring it here and make a prepayment first." Shang Jie smiled and handed a small baggage to Wenhu next to him.
Wen Hu was about to submit it to Mr. Wu Yun, and Mr. Wu Yun waved his hand, indicating that he did not have to: "Cooperate for so long, Dahe Longmen, the old man can trust you. You came here today, but something else?"
"Mr.'s eyes are like a torch. Shang Jie's visit this time is because he has something to ask for. Please help Changan."
The female elder of Dahe Longmen sighed: "Chang'an Fang is in full swing, and it is becoming more and more prosperous. It is famous everywhere, and there is a cloud of cultivators from all walks of life.
This faction has a relentless request, and wants to ask the old man to buy a batch of Xing Luo Ginseng through Chang'an Fang City. "
The so-called star ginseng is a kind of precious medicinal material, the output is extremely scarce, and it is hard to find in the entire Eastern Tang Dynasty.
Most of the rare celestial ginseng plants fell in the hands of Qingyunguan, the holy land of Taoism.
Coincidentally, the relationship between Dahe Longmen and Qingyunguan is tense, Qingyunguan does not release the goods to Dahe Longmen, but buys them everywhere to prevent Dahe Longmen from succeeding.
The city of Chang'an Fang gradually became large, and Wen Hu was inquiring about the whereabouts of Xingluoshen.
Xing Luoshen could not be found, but he discovered that there was a Qingyunguan disciple who also came to the city to participate in the market trade.
Zhang Dongyun saw Wenhu's movements in his eyes, and he knew his love before Shang Jie came to Chang'an.
"I implore Chang'an to help turn around one or two in the middle, and I will have a good return." Shang Jie looked sincere.
"Friend, Chang'an will not treat you badly." Mr. Wu Yun nodded slightly, and Chong Wenhu ordered: "Arrange for the guests to stay, then retrieve Tianyu, and leave the matter to him."
"Yes, senior!" Wenhu was overjoyed, and Shang Jie was also relieved: "Thank you, Mr., for your help, Shang Jie is indebted."
Zhang Dongyun smiled slightly as he watched the other party leave.
The more roles that Fangshi can play, the better.
Zhang Dongyun was in a good mood in Chang'an City, and people in Luyang City, the capital of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, were not in a good mood.
In the Shizi Mansion, Li Hong, the elder of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, stood in the courtyard with his hands on his back, looking at the flowers falling in front of him, and said nothing for a long time.
In the courtyard, there were several other people sitting.
Palace Master of Qingfu Palace, Dongtang State Master.
Patriarch of the Cheng family.
Dean of Songyang Academy and Prime Minister of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.
Most of the top Eastern Tang masters who are still in Luyang City today are here.
Everyone was silent at this moment, without saying a word.
After a long time, the elder son Li Hong broke his silence: "Father's order is passed back to Beijing, and the army will return to the court soon."
Nowadays, the king of Tang's imperial conquest for a long time has finally returned.
This battle with other dynasties came to an end.
The battle report sent back from the front line, the Tang army had the upper hand and had already invaded the enemy's territory.
It is a pity that the internal turmoil has made them lose the opportunity to expand their results, so they can only return to the DPRK and guard against the risk of the enemy's counterattack.
This is not good news for the elder son Li Hong, who has not quelled the civil strife, but has lost his army.
Among the several factions in Chang'an, many are closely related to the royal family.
They and Dong Tang hurt their vitality together. Those martial forces that had been suppressed by the Dong Tang took the opportunity to become active, making the Dong Tang dynasty a trend of fire everywhere.
King Tang had to go back to the court.
Waiting for the son of Li Hong, will never be praise.
The prime minister of the Eastern Tang Dynasty slowly said: "For the present plan, let Changan be set aside, and the chaos in other places will be put down first.
At that time, only Chang'an is left. After the king returns to the court, he can concentrate on handling it. "
The elder son Li Hong nodded: "Now, this is the only way."
The national teacher said: "If you leave it alone, I am afraid it will be difficult to explain to the king."
The others nodded slightly.
"Senior mean?" Li Hong looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him.