"I came from Chang'an last year and served as the tutor of demotion. When I was sorting out previous files, I found an interesting case." Zhou Zheng paused, fiddled with the inkstone on the table, and then spoke.

"The Yu family colluded with evil demons and killed the whole family!"

Although Zhou Zheng's tone was calm, Zhang Ruochen could still vaguely feel the anger. Could there be something else in that case?

Of course, Zhang Ruochen didn’t know the so-called Yu family, but why did this adult tell him?

Although I was puzzled, I still listened quietly.

Zhou Zheng did not keep it in a silence and continued, "And then I discovered a more interesting case. The Guo family worshipper rebelled against the Guo family, killed thirteen people in a row and fled to southern Xinjiang, and his whereabouts are still unknown."

After saying that, Zhou Zhengcai kept silent, picked up a few pieces of pastries from the table beside him and handed them to Jiujiu. Jiujiu reached out to catch them. The whole process was as natural as if his father had handed something to his daughter.

"I don't know what my lord wants?"

Because Zhou Zheng had just mentioned his official position, Zhang Ruochen called him an adult. In fact, Zhang Ruochen had already guessed something, but not much had been guessed.

"The Guo family is a great family in Jiangnan, and their ancestors have been senior officials of the Tang Dynasty. Now the Minister of Rites is surnamed Guo, and the magistrate of Hangzhou is also surnamed Guo, and various provinces and provinces are also surnamed Guo."

Zhou Zheng looked at Zhang Ruochen with a smile, and after a long time, he said, "So, do you still have to take this word away?"

Zhang Ruochen pondered for a moment and saluted Zhou Zheng respectfully. He already understood what Zhou Zheng meant.

"When I was on the mountain, my master taught many times that those who are Taoist should have a firm heart of Tao. I have inherited the love of that girl, and I cannot rest assured that the Taoist heart is not at peace without Taoism. As the saying goes, those who know the times are heroes, but I have just gone down the mountain for a few days, so it is normal for me to not be able to do anything about the world."

Zhang Ruochen said calmly, it turned out that he had been involved in a troublesome thing inadvertently.

But, so what, for me, I just want to repay the burden.

"It depends on whether you can afford it."

Zhou Zheng picked up another plate of pastry from the side and handed it to Jiujiu.

Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen walked to the table, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and used the Pure Yang Sword Technique in his body, adjusted everything, and put his hands on the Xuan paper.

Open your eyes suddenly.

A powerful artistic conception rose on his body, and his martial arts reached its limit. A pure yang light burst out, and then condensed in his hand. At this moment, the power in Zhang Ruochen's hand was extremely terrifying. If it exploded, it would be enough to shatter a small hill.

However, it was transformed by an invisible force two feet away from the body, which was obviously Zhou Zheng's work.

However, Zhang Ruochen didn't care about the leaking power, and his attention was all focused on Zhou Zheng's pen and ink.

The word "Great Confucianism" carries boundless and noble, benevolence, righteousness and morality, and it is naturally extremely heavy. It is said that one word is a thousand pounds, but it is greatly preserved and underestimated.

Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen is only lacking in true energy due to the meridians. He has already made great progress in the Qi training realm in terms of Taoism, magical powers, spiritual will, and practice realm, reaching the level of Xuanxuan.

Therefore, the ink can be slowly rolled up.

That's right, just rolled up slowly.

Great Confucianism is the greatest Confucian school. With Zhang Ruochen's current state, their Haoran brush and ink can only slowly roll it up from a corner of the brush and ink, and they cannot pick it up at will.

After picking it up, Haoran's intention was restrained, so that Zhang Ruochen could fiddle with it as casually as ordinary calligraphy and paintings.

Of course, it is not easy to open. Although it is easier than rolling it up, if Zhang Ruochen opens it too fast, he will easily be impacted by the righteousness in it. This is also the reason why Zeng Xiuyi almost collapsed when he opened a corner of the saint's pen and ink.

"Sir, I will take my leave first."

Zhang Ruochen picked up the ink and then said goodbye to Zhou Zheng.

"Jiujiu, it's time to leave, I won't thank you sir."

She called Jiujiu, and at this moment she was still eating wildly, her face covered with pastry crumbs.

Zhou Zheng gently touched Jiujiu's head, brought out a whole plate of pastries for her, and laughed softly, "No need to thank you, there are still here."

But Jiujiu still bowed quickly, but she was a little confused because she didn't swallow the pastry.

"Thank you sir."

What a little greedy cat.
Chapter completed!