If you don’t hear people’s faults, don’t look at people’s shortcomings, and don’t speak about people’s faults, this is a gentleman. Zhang Ren is not a gentleman. A person who has white hair when he is young and strong will not be a gentleman. The wine becomes more and more fragrant, and the hatred accumulates more and more. It is not forgotten, but has been engraved into his bones, blooming with the flow of blood and breathing.

There is no good person in the official position. This is Zhang Ren's opinion. Whether it is extreme or extreme, he thinks that way. Now it is like this, and it will probably not change in the future.

There were five or six people around, and there was no doubt that Zhang Ren was the protagonist. Several of them laughed with him and moved with his eyes: "Brother De'en, I wonder which young master this family is? I looked a little bit disgusted."

Silang came with Sun Can, and Mr. Yang didn't know him either. Seeing Zhang Ren asking, Sun Can hurriedly introduced: "Yang De Yang Duanzhi, a person from Hangzhou Prefecture, is my childhood fellow villager. He does some gold shop business at home. Today, he happened to meet Uncle Yang and Uncle Ren and some elders at this Qiliting, so he came to visit together."

A native of Hangzhou, with a surname of Yang, who still runs a gold shop at home. Mr. Yang remembered someone and asked casually: "Who is Yang Zhao and Yang Jiye?"

Silang was stunned and said respectfully: "It's my father."

"Are you Yang Jiye's son?"

Mr. Yang's expression was a little strange. Since Silang arrived, he faced this person for the first time: "Do you know who I am?"

This question was too sudden, and Siro was a little confused. He realized that there might be an accident. Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and his attitude became more and more respectful: "I heard from the sixth brother that I said something. I knew that uncle was an elder of my family, but I didn't know the specific name."

Silang acted well. He called Yang Yuanwai an elder, and said that the elders of this family were not a problem. They were all surnamed Yang. Maybe they were a family five hundred years ago. The other party looked different, and perhaps they were evil with their father or family. When they thought of this possibility, they were full of turmoil, but there was no clue on their face.

Sun Can was secretly anxious next to him and introduced Silang and his elders to know each other with good intentions. Unexpectedly, this kind of accident occurred and wanted to distract the topic and ease the atmosphere. However, he was not a wise man, and he had little experience and didn't know what to do for a while.

"It's well-known to advance or retreat. Yang Jiye has a good son!" Yang Yuanwai nodded and said, "It's much better than the incompetent thing in my family."

"Brother Zi'an, this is your wrong!" A man next to him interrupted with a smile. He had known each other like Mr. Yang for more than ten years and had a good relationship. He didn't know the reason before, and he thought Mr. Yang had a grudge with Silang's father. He just recalled it and joked with a smile: "Since you know Mr. Yang's father, you are an old acquaintance, why do you bully a child aggressively? If this is spread, you say you bully the young by bullying the young, I see that Yang Zi'an's face will be laughed at by others~"

"Okay, you all the political career, I..."

Silang was originally nervous. After the person next to him mentioned Yang Yuanwai's name, he felt like he had heard it. After a moment, his eyes lit up and he said uncertainly: "Uncle Nineteen?"

Uncle Nineteen made everyone around him stunned. Mr. Yang looked complicated and stared at Silang for a long time. Finally, he sighed softly: "Your father, Brother Jiu, is he doing well over the years?"

Every family has a difficult sutra to recite, and the same is true for the Yang family. Yang Silang's great-grandfather had seven sons at that time, and none of them died young. This was a miracle at that time. Everyone in the neighbors said that the Yang family was blessed by their ancestors, but only Brother Yang knew what it was like to wake up every morning and see a few hungry mouths.

Fortunately, the situation was not bad in those years. It was a bit harder and life could still be lived. Then a few children grew up, and Brother Yang became Old Man Yang, and later became Master Yang. Unfortunately, after his death, his brothers fought against the wall. One of the children moved to Suzhou Prefecture with his family. At that time, Mr. Yang was only in his old age, and now he even had a grandson. When he thought about it, he felt like a dream and sighed a lot.

Yang Yuanwai's eyes were narrow and long, with a gloomy temperament, which always gave people a deep sense of cunning. In fact, this was not the case before. It was just that when he moved to Suzhou Prefecture, he was unfamiliar with the place and had no help from his brothers. He was often bullied by other children. Over time, his temperament became gloomy. He didn't expect Yang Silang to recognize him. The voice of Uncle Nineteen made people feel mixed emotions. From this, it can be seen that Silang's father should have mentioned himself frequently, which made Yang Yuanwai's heart soft. When he was young, Brother Jiu was the person who stood in front to protect him. After decades, he still did not forget his cousin.

"My father is in good health, but he often sighs that he misses Uncle Nineteen!" Yang De was surprised and happy to be sure that this person was Uncle Nineteen. His father did mention this cousin, but it was not many times. He did not explain to visit this elder this time when he came to Suzhou Prefecture. If it weren't for a coincidence, the two might have missed it today. Of course, if the family decided to open a gold shop here, the family would always meet one day.

"Zi'an, I've never heard you say that your ancestral home is Hangzhou Prefecture," Zhang Ren said with a smile, and then he seemed to remember something and nodded: "This Hangzhou Prefecture is really a master of spirits. There is brother Zi'an and nephew Ling. By the way, there is also Doctor Xu."

Yang Silang stayed in Suzhou for a short time. I wonder who this doctor Xu was. Mr. Yang said in surprise: "Brother Chunzhuang is talking about Doctor Xu Xian and Xu from Bao'an Hall?"

"Yes, Zi'an also knows this person?"

"I have heard of some strange stories. It is rumored that he has excellent medical skills and can cure people with white bones. Especially his wife, White Snake, is also known as the "Enemma of Hell."

"Empress of the King of Hell?" Zhang Ren frowned. The so-called "big tree attracts wind", praise is one thing, and praise is another thing. Xu Xian and Xiaoqian are still guilty of being punished, and he was sent to Suzhou Prefecture for his crime. He was superb medical skills. Perhaps it was because of this that he did not realize that he had blamed others.

Speaking of this, we must mention the reason why Xu Xian was convicted. It is said that he was sentenced to exile for hundreds of miles. Zhang Ren did not believe in the crime at all. He secretly investigated that Xu Xian was simple and kind, and he could not bear the shoulders and could not carry it. Such a person would steal the government silver, and it was still thousands of taels? Not to mention the other side, how did Xu Xian enter the silver treasury? How did he transport thousands of silver? Could he also know how to magic tricks and practice the Five Ghosts' transport method?

The answer is obvious. Xu Xian was framed by someone. I have to say that this prefect of Hangzhou is really bad. He secretly blamed others for Ku Yin and Greedy Mo. Unfortunately, this scapegoat is not good. If you choose anything, you have to choose a weak scholar. A discerning person can understand what is going on. It is also Xu Xian who is unlucky. He has no power or power to overturn the case.

Perhaps because of the influence of the early years, Zhang Ren felt more and more sympathy for Xu Xian. When he remembered what the old lady told him, he felt a little moved and said calmly: "Don't say anything about the enemy of the King of Hell in the future. Doctor Xu is a good person. My Zhang family has received a lot of favors from him. I will never allow those treacherous villains to secretly spread rumors and slander him!"

Zhang Ren said this very clearly, without any confusion, and clearly wanted to protect Xu Xian and Bao'an Hall, and in the name of the Zhang family. They were surrounded by people with exquisite orifices. They instantly understood the meaning of it and secretly stunned their tongues in their hearts. Zhang Ren represented the Zhang family, but spoke directly in the name of the Zhang family, which was unprecedented.

"Brother Chunzhuang, you just said that you have received a lot of favors from Doctor Xu, is that it is..."

"That's right, my young master has recovered from his illness, and it was Dr. Xu who cured it!"

Another big news. The eldest son of the Zhang family has been ill for more than ten years. The miracle doctors he invited all patted his chest and covered his face. The smashed signs could almost build a small building. But so many years have passed, and who has heard of good news? If Zhang Ren had not mentioned it today, I am afraid no one would have believed this.

"Is it really a treatment for Dr. Xu?" A man next to him said in a daze: "Is his medical skills really so good?"

Zhang Ren didn't like to listen to these words, and he waved his face and said, "Is what Zhang Ren said false?"

Zhang Ren said in person that others must believe it even if they don’t believe it, and he has no reason to lie. Thinking of this, the man waved his hand with a panic and said, “No, no, Brother Chunzhuang misunderstood, I don’t mean that…” Before he finished speaking, he quickly closed his mouth and offended the other party. If he continued to talk, he still didn’t know what would cause trouble.

Looking at the thoughtful people, Zhang Ren chuckled in his heart. He must not have said that today, these words will spread throughout Suzhou Prefecture. Everyone will know that the young master of the Zhang family has recovered from his illness and was cured by Doctor Xu Xian of Bao'an Hall. The old lady once said that she did not want anyone to disturb the immortal Changqing cultivators in Xiafei Temple. Now Xiafei Mountain is gone and has become a pile of broken bricks, rubble and gravel. Those Taoist priests can't die anymore, but the things they told their mother that they would not continue to do it because they died!

This is good, Mrs. Xu is good, and I will be covered by my Zhang family in the future. I want to see how many things are not eye-catching. Anyone who dares to stretch his head will be punished to death. On this acre of three-point land in Suzhou Prefecture, my Zhang family has the final say, even if the prefect comes, it won’t work!

In Zhenjiang, a hundred miles northwest of Suzhou Prefecture, there is a famous temple here - Jinshan Temple. Jinshan Temple is built on the mountain facing the river, with halls connected by towers and pavilions connected by layer. It is the only temple that faces east and west facing the Western Paradise.

Speaking of Jinshan Temple, we must mention the host Zen Master Fahai here. His birth year is unknown, and he is over 200 years old. He has kind eyes and two pairs of long-lived eyebrows, and his long eyebrows are three feet long. In addition, the Buddhist teachings are profound. The Buddha can make a tiger cry after eating vegetarian stones. He is an absolute Buddhist monk.

Jinshan Temple is a temple in the world. It is famous for its water and land temples and has a wide influence. It is common for good men and women to keep incense. Today, Zen Master Fahai is going to open an altar to preach. Before the time comes, believers will burst into water around the Miaogao platform, but they waited for the Zen Master to appear. The crowd gradually became riots and doubts.

"Supervisor..." Zen Master Miaoming came three times, and Zen Master Fahai stayed behind closed doors. All three asked to wait, but now the time has come. If you wait any longer, it may damage the reputation of Zen Master Fahai and Jinshan Temple.

When he was worried, the door opened and Fahai walked out of the house, but his brows were frowning and seemed to be full of worries. After hesitating, he said, "Miaoming, you will preach the Dharma today."

"Me?" Miaoming was surprised and paused for a moment and hesitated: "Host, today's lecture has been decided long ago. The believers of Miaogaotai all heard of the reputation of the host. They came from all the way. If someone suddenly changed... "

"This matter is settled!" Fahai said decisively: "I am restless today and I feel restless. I have a premonition that something big has happened. Later, I will seek enlightenment from the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, hoping to understand the reason!"

Miaoming was shocked. He knew a lot about Fahai. He knew that this Zen master had a strong magical power and was the reincarnation of the Arhat under the Buddha's command. It was because he had not yet passed away that he could not ascend to the Lingshan Buddha Realm. Things that could make him restless would never be a trivial matter!

"It's the host, I'll prepare now!"
Chapter completed!