Zhang Lun touched his nose helplessly, but fortunately, Wang Shouren walked in at this time and was slightly relieved.

Wang Shouren walked in was just as confused at first, but then he was stunned for a moment.

Fortunately, he came to his senses faster, otherwise the man would be staring at him like this, and the furious Zhang Lun would have to cut off the knife.

"This time, my father is the main examination in Yingtianfu...." Seeing Zhang Lun's expression being about to chop off himself, Wang Shouren quickly talked about it.

When Zhang Lun heard this, he just raised his eyebrows and said with his hands behind his back: "It's okay, I'll pay homage to Mr. Shi'an after the results are released."

Before the results were released, Zhang Lun definitely didn't visit anyone. Now, Cao Feng's visit is just a little treat.

Just reveal the fact that he wants to prepare for the provincial examination, and Cao Feng will know the elegance when he hears the strings.

After coming to his senses, he spoke to the outside world, Qiliner wanted to prepare for the provincial examination and not disturb others.

"You will lead the team and my personal soldiers to escort all three snake cannons and ten Franco aircraft!"

Zhang Lun didn't care about the provincial examination, but just ordered Wang Shouren: "This matter is the key."

Wang Shouren nodded solemnly, and Zhang Lun continued: "Take all gunpowder... and you must be escorted carefully along the way."

"Don't worry, mentor, Bo'an will definitely keep an eye on him and make sure he will not make any mistakes!"

Zhang Lun and Wang Shouren walked away separately, and if they walked together, they would have a big goal.

Especially Zhang Lun is now famous and eye-catching, and there is also an old pier of the Chen family in Suzhou.

How to hide it when you return to the capital?!

So Zhang Lun sent Zhang Long back first and contacted and arranged the matter first.

Wang Shouren and some of his veterans took a 400-food battleship boat and took the sea route to Tianjin.

Zhang Long, who went back first, would naturally bring people to greet him and cover up the cannons and send them back to Zhuangzi.

Zhang Lun himself took Miao'an, Ashikari Tsuki, Hattori's children, Ji Wu General... and others and left the canal after the exam.

Wang Shouren nodded repeatedly, then hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Mr., there is Liu Zhao, a tribute student of the Imperial College in Nanjing outside the gate, and Ma Rong is asking for a meeting..."

"Didn't you say I want to read the book?" Zhang Lun frowned. Obviously, the origins of these two people are not simple.

Sure enough, Wang Shouren lowered his head and said softly: "Liu Zhao, Uncle Liu, was appointed as the censor of Nanjing, and Uncle Ma Rong, Uncle Ma Boying, was appointed as the minister of the capital..."

Butler Zhou outside the door heard Wang Shouren's words and couldn't help but bow and said, "Mr., let's see you..."

The censors are called Qingliu, but they actually do things that are too shit.

The one who forcibly made Tang Bohu's case into a big case was them.

Later, they forced Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou to die, and Li Chengliang was the one who raised the gangsters and respected him.

Zhang Lun could not help but feel disgusted when he heard that the censor was the one who was the censor: "I won't see you!"

"Mr., let's meet..." Butler Xiao Zhou sighed with a bitter look on his face, "They may not be able to do anything..."

"It's just that the court must make things difficult for my husband. It's not a good thing to go out and spread the reputation of our British Duke's Mansion..."

Zhang Lun frowned and waved his hand, "Let them come in."

If it were their uncles who were looking for trouble for him, Zhang Lun would not have been pessimistic at all.

It would be fine if it was just involved in his grandfather Zhang Lun, but he would be overwhelmed when he saw him.

In front of the simple door outside Taohuawu, two men wearing blue silk Confucian shirts, who looked about thirty years old whispered.

They were leading two green donkeys instead of aiming at the Taohuawu.

"Brother Boying, do you think this Qilin son will meet us?!"

There was a wrinkle on the side of the face, a short, fat and slim ball with three rat beards and eyes were also rolling like rats.

The thin man next to him was slightly taller than him, but he had a long horse face, a triangular eyebrow, and an inverted eyebrow.

But when he saw the thin man snorting coldly, "The world is so popular and Qilin! The three great masters just give eggs to the British Duke!"

"I don't know who I found to use to write and catch those poems and lyrics, but they actually became famous."

The thin man's eyes were filled with a hint of jealousy, and his words became more and more harsh: "Cao Mingqi and Tang Bohu of Suzhou Prefecture all gave birth to eggs."

"Uncle Zhou! Your uncle is the censor in Nanjing, and my uncle is the chief minister! He dare not ignore him!"

At this time, Butler Xiao Zhou had already brought people to the two Confucian scholars outside the door and said, "My little master is invited..."

As he said that, he bowed and led the two of them into the forest.

Seeing this, the fat man's brows twitched and couldn't help but give Ma Boying a thumbs up.

Ma Boying smiled complacently and whispered that the world's storm! If he leaned over and was just a little bitch.

If you dare to return the color, you will act according to my eyes...

Liu Shuzhou grabbed Ma Boying in horror and whispered that he didn't dare to make trouble!

I heard that this Qilin son was on the sea, in Fusang, and his head was slaughtering...

Ma Boying sneered in contempt, and the bullshit heads rolled!

If you bring old soldiers from the Duke of England, you can kill even pigs in the small country of Fusang.

There are always some people in this world who do not have the ability but cannot stand others in their own way.

The main characteristic of a person is "hate others and blame yourself for not having them."

If you are not as good as him, he will look down on you.

The words of ridicule and mocking are quite superior to me.

But if you are stronger than him, he will hate you, and he will hate you to the core, and hate you higher than the sky.

Why do you have me or not?!

You must have borrowed external forces, you must have used dirty means, you are just lucky...

Anyway, you must be incompetent, and you must be not incompetent!

Then he scolded the heavens, scolded his parents and ancestors, why didn’t he give himself good luck, good fate, and good family background!

Otherwise, I am a talented person who is so talented that "the great roc rises with the wind in one day and soars up to 90,000 miles"!

Now Ma Boying hates Zhang Lun deeply, especially when Zhang Lun was chanting "The Rolling Yangtze River Flows East" on the river that day.

Ma Boying's little transparent girl was in the crowd, watching the monk and Taoist celebrating the talent of Qiliner Su Hui, must be the immortal and Buddha who appeared in the world.

Looking at the countless famous prostitutes on the Qinhuai River who were not qualified to beat the tea circumference of others, they looked at the pearl and jade boy in a daze.

Suddenly, Ma Boying's hatred surged in his heart, and his karma was rising.

It would be fine if I hated this for a while, but Ma Boying was proud of his identity as a scholar.

You are a noble child who has no idea where to find someone to catch a knife, and there are three shameless grandsons, Tang Bohu and others.

That's why I have this great name. Although I, a scholar, have been through my uncle's path.

But have we read the books of sages and tribute students who have been studying?

Ma Boying was jealous of this Qiliner but didn't recognize him, just saying that he was lucky.

The tree is about to be quiet but the wind does not stop, but the news about this Qilin child is constantly coming.

First, the leader of the case was taken in the third test, and then the Japanese pirates were killed to promote the power of Fusang. It is said that there was also the Fusang princess, and dozens of beautiful martial maids accompanied him...

This was even passed on into a story book, and the whole Yingtian sang.

Suddenly, Ma Boying was even more jealous. The scholars of Yingtian Prefecture were all blind and sucking eggs!

He is just a fourteen-year-old child, but he is unparalleled in the world by God.

I, Ma Boying, "Everyone is drunk and I am awake alone", and today I came to peel the face of this Qiliner.

If he leaned over and offered the Princess Fusang, the maid to me, today would be nothing more than.

Ma Boying smiled proudly, and his triangular eyes and inverted eyebrows looked extremely ugly when he twitched.
Chapter completed!