The reason why the people do not trust the government is often such a "small" thing...

Wei Duan understands it very much.

Are the three of them a tiger? They are playing around in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad.

The truth is the least important...

Wei Duan was sure that Wang Xiang would not let him investigate, and then Wei Duan could turn around naturally, pretend to endure the grievances and speak for the cavalry, and persuade others to go back, for the overall situation, for the country, and for the country, and then regain a wave of traffic and gain a handful of reputation.

After all, before Fei Qian came to Chang'an, Wei Duan had already cut off such reputation many times and was proficient in business.

But what Wei Duan never expected was that when he was about to sing a high-profile sing and wanted to leave, Kan Ze appeared.

Kan Ze walked out of the Hundred Clinic...

"You...you..." Wei Duan's eyes widened in horror.

With the lights shaking, according to principles, Wei Duan could not see the visitor clearly at a glance, but Kan Ze and others were so distinctive that their high Xie Zhu crown made their identity come out.

"Brother Wei thinks someone is in Mobei?" Kan Ze said slowly, his tone was calm, neither sad nor happy.

"Uh..." Wei Duan's previous pleasure was like the residual snow under the fierce sun, which instantly dissipated, and it began to get cold behind him and sweat began to appear on his head.

He found something was wrong...

He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but a group of people behind him were blocked, so he couldn't retreat, so he could only stand awkwardly, his eyes rolling around, as if looking for something to get out of the gap.

When Kan Ze and Youwen Si's subordinates stood on the steps of the Hundred Clinic and looked around for a week, the originally hustle and bustle scene suddenly became silent.

『…』 Kan Ze did not speak immediately, but just stood silently, with his eyes sharp, as if it were the essence.

The torches crackled.

The night wind blows by.

There seemed to be a weaving piece on the top of the wall, and it squeaked a few times.

Seeing that the momentum was not good, Wei Duan laughed and was about to say something, but Kan Ze reached out to signal to stop him.

"Please invite the nun!"

Some Wensi's people slightly separated from each other, revealing a middle-aged man with a dull body, a tired face and a sad expression, which was Zheng Xuan's disciple Guoyuan.

Zheng Xuan has many disciples, but the quality is different. There are also those who are greedy, and those who are loyal and righteous are also.

Guoyuan's ambition, or desire, was not strong, so after he came to Zheng Xuan, he spent more time taking care of Zheng Xuan and studying scriptures. Fei Qian once invited Guo Yuan to serve as an official, but Guo Yuan said that Zheng Xuan was old and had to take care of the people around him, so he refused the official position given by Fei Qian.

Guoyuan staggered forward and almost fell off the steps with an unsteady step.

Kan Ze quickly looked and held his hands, "Zi Ni, I'm sorry."

Guoyuan nodded, then looked at everyone and said the word "Teacher". He was already in tears and said in a hoarse voice, "Teacher...Teacher...Teacher suddenly had a bad disease, and fortunately got the skillful hand of Dr. Hua to save his life... However,...Teacher...Teacher... Although he was carefully cared for by a hundred clinics, the deadline was finally here and it was not possible for human power... At the time of death...Teacher, the teacher left a last letter...

After Guoyuan finished speaking, someone raised a silk cloth.

Under the lights, a few crooked words appeared before everyone's eyes.

"The scriptures, righteousness, luck, very..."

Someone was muttering, and then a bunch of people were repeating.

Wei Duan's face turned a little pale.

It’s not that Zheng Xuan pointed out what was wrong with Wei Duan, but this suicide note indirectly proved that Zheng Xuan’s death was caused by the dead end, and there was no other connection, and there was no conspiracy. Therefore, the previous slander of the Hundred Clinics also turned pale because of these few words...

Wei Duan was very smart. He almost understood the meaning of these words Zheng Xuan wrote.

When a person is about to die, what he thinks must be the person he cares about the most, or the most important matter.

The words left by Zheng Xuan are crooked and inconsistent, but they also happen to prove that this book is Zheng Xuan's last writing. Zheng Xuan's thoughts in his heart when he was dying were still the right way to learn the classics. He lamented that he eventually did the "right" thing in the classics in his life and was very lucky!

This is consistent with the idea of ​​"seeking truth and seeking justice" in Qinglong Temple. It reflects that Zheng Xuan thinks that "Careers are correct in promoting Qinglong Temple on the one hand. He is pleased that he can do "Classic and righteous things". On the other hand, it is also Zheng Xuan's expectation for future generations. He hopes that future generations will continue to "Classic and righteous things". Then Zheng Xuan will be "lucky"...

Wei Duan was extremely embarrassed, not knowing whether he should be laughing or crying now. Just as he was about to say a few words and took the opportunity to slip away, he suddenly heard a voice behind him shouting: "This is a fake book of Mr. Zheng!"

Wei Duan was so scared that he shivered. He turned to look, but saw that Wang Xiong, who was following him, was fierce and fierce, walking forward with a ferocious face, pointing at the suicide note and shouting, "This is a false thing! There is some evidence!"

Before Wang Xiong walked to the steps a few steps, he seemed to be trying to take out some evidence from his arms, but unexpectedly, what he took out was a short blade, and he rushed straight to Kan Ze on the steps!
Chapter completed!