Datang: Showdown, your father and I are Li Shimin

Chapter 108
The faces of the killers suddenly became gloomy, and their sharp eyes shone coldly in the sun like the sharp edge of a sword.

Hou Junji sent someone to hold up the canvas, and walked around the group of killers, allowing them to see Li Ze's face clearly.

"Remember the characteristics of this person. He also participated in His Majesty's banquet last night. He should wake up late this morning. I hope you hurry up!"

After Hou Junji explained everything properly, he turned around and left the house.

From the outside, this is just a workshop for smelting iron and forging farm tools, but in fact, everyone here is a top killer.

After seeing Hou Junji leave, the leader here began to take out the roster according to Hou Junji's intention, and named [-] killers, while the rest were working normally.

Under the leadership of the leader Sun Mao, twenty killers approached a warehouse where the ore was piled up, removed layers of ore to reveal a floor that was no different from other places, and then stepped on a hidden mechanism. , the plank lifted one of the corners.

Going down the dark stairs, everyone changed into casual clothes, and tore off the years of camouflage on their faces, revealing their original appearance.

The greatest falsehood is the truth.

This group of killers usually show people with fake faces, but their real faces have only been seen by themselves in Chang'an City.

No. 20 people left the workshop in batches, and when they poured into the crowd, they disappeared like mud cows into the sea.

In the whole street, everyone looks like a killer, but everyone doesn't look like a killer.

Suzaku Mansion, Marquis Mansion of Li County.

At the hour of Chen, Li Ze tidied up his bedroom, stuffed the Glock into his clothes, and at the same time tucked the magazines into his sleeves, before he left his house.

At present, there is a stable gunpowder production process. Before the steel forging technology of the Tang Dynasty is improved, it is still difficult to upgrade other soil mines. After all, this thing currently requires a large amount of charge. If you start using steel shells immediately Landmines are not only a waste of metal, they are also very difficult to transport.

Right now clay pots and straw are the best transportation method. Straw is fed to war horses, and clay pots are used to fry Tubo, which is perfect.

After washing up, on this rare day when he was not busy, Li Ze decided to go to see the construction progress of the medical school located in Yanshoufang.

Li Ze is very curious about the architectural technology of the Tang Dynasty. There are no nails, no cement, and no post-era reinforcement methods. However, some ancient buildings can continue to future generations. Awesome mud and wood can't compare to reinforced concrete, right?
He got on his own pony carriage, and the wheels "gurgled" immediately drove in the streets of Chang'an City.

When walking between Tonghuafang and Fenglefang, Li Ze poked his head out and looked towards the side of the street.

Looking at the various taverns and teahouses around, as well as the "street stalls" on the roadside, they are actually various commodities, wood carvings, knick-knacks and other goods placed on the cars.

In ancient Chang'an, there were servants or young ladies of high-ranking officials who went shopping every day to buy some gadgets. Unlike the later generations, there were migrant workers running around everywhere. Except for morning hours and afternoon hours, the basic street They are all very deserted.

"Isn't this Miracle Doctor Li?" Li Ze's appearance was recognized by the people on the side of the road. Following the man's call, the people around quickly poked their heads out and looked into Li Ze's carriage.

"Miraculous Doctor Li! It's really Miraculous Doctor Li!"

"That divine doctor Li with flesh and bones! Divine doctor Li!"

There were constant exclamations from the crowd. At this time, it was like giving Li Ze a kind of big star in the future. A group of star fans crazily shouted their idol's nickname, huddling noisily.

However, the quality of people in Tang Dynasty is quite good. Although they are calling Li Ze's name, they don't intend to step forward to interrogate them. They are just discussing something with the people around them.

"Bah! How dare you disrespect Confucianism!" The carriage was about to drive past a bookstore when a scholar who had just come out suddenly spat at Li Ze.

Hearing this voice, Li Ze quickly retracted his head from the car window.

Immediately afterwards, the scholars at the entrance of the bookstore all looked up at Li Ze's carriage. When they looked at each other, several scholars kept cursing: "What qualifications does a young doctor have to oppose Confucianism?"

"Returning medicine to the country? How many doctors have been able to govern the country through the ages?"

"That's right, if everyone were to open the emperor's skull like that old guy Hua Tuo, I'm afraid the Tang Dynasty would have died long ago!"

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's better to use Longyangzhi! You see, that kid has thin skin and tender flesh, otherwise, how could His Majesty reuse this guy..."

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As the carriage drove away, the noisy sounds in Li Ze's ears became farther and farther away from him.

Li Ze had a gloomy face, looking at the floor of the carriage with green and purple streaks.

"These sour scholars, who said that doctors can't govern the country... Didn't expect keyboard warriors to become popular in the Tang Dynasty?" Li Ze even stared at the floor of the carriage in surprise, his mind was full of insulting words from those sour scholars.

"What kind of bullshit is Long Yang good? Even if Li Er really has... I'll f*ck agree? I won't shoot him!"

"Hua Tuo is the Chinese god of medicine. How can you, a bunch of bastards, insult him?"

Li Ze was a little angry, but at the same time found it a little funny.

Everywhere in the world, those stinky scholars don't know how awesome doctors are. Sooner or later they will be impressed by my medicine.

"I want to see whether your Confucianism, Confucius, is more useful to the Tang Dynasty, or my Li Ze medicine is more useful to the Tang Dynasty..."

"Confucius?"

When Li Ze thought of this name, he immediately thought of Kong Yingda.

"Could this all be done by Kong Yingda... Yes, I built a medical school, and Kong Yingda wants to transform it into a school. As a descendant of Confucius, I naturally don't want to see Confucianism suppressed... So you old guy just let these Are you belittling my medical science?"

Li Ze suddenly smoked from his head and felt that he was about to be out of breath. Then he realized that the inside of the closed carriage was extremely hot. He quickly opened the curtain and poked his head out to take a deep breath of fresh air.

The moment Li Zegang stretched out his head, through the gate, he could vaguely see a building under construction in a certain workshop.

Before Li Ze could ask a question, the coachman suddenly stopped the carriage, knocked on the wall of the carriage, and said, "Doctor Li, this is Yanshoufang, and inside it is the medical school under construction." .”

Li Ze looked at the clean and tidy walls, then lifted the curtain and went out: "Well, Uncle Cheng, please go back, I'll go shopping by myself."

He cupped his hands towards the coachman, his housekeeper, Cheng An, and Li Ze raised his foot and approached the gate of Yanshoufang.

After Cheng An parked the carriage aside, he wandered around Yanshoufang.

He was not a housekeeper, but a relative of Cheng Yaojin. Naturally, he had amazing martial arts. He was entrusted by Cheng Yaojin to be specially placed in Li Ze's house to secretly protect Li Ze.

While Cheng An was wandering in the street, he suddenly saw some muscular men dressed as cooks and shop waiters.

"Huh?" Cheng An, a martial artist, instinctively focused his gaze on these guys walking around scattered on the street.

The instinctive sense of crisis from a guard made Cheng An involuntarily tense, and immediately took out two short machetes from under the carriage and hid them behind his back.

(End of this chapter)