Chapter 81: East Factory's work, rooting out the evil

Xiang Xun's friend was an old scholar. When he heard that the visitor was an editor of the Hanlin Academy, he still called himself a "student" in front of Ou Zanghua even at his old age.

Then, he tremblingly took out an eight-part essay and asked Ou Zanghua for advice, saying that it was written by his grandson.

After reading it, Ou Zanghua felt some emotion in his heart, so he told the old scholar to send his grandson to the academy to study and not teach him personally anymore.

The old scholar immediately nodded in agreement, which made Xiang Xun, who was standing beside him, quite emotional.

His old friend had a temper like a stone in a toilet, stinky and hard.

Before this, his son and daughter-in-law saw that he was old and couldn't bear to see him spending time and energy every day educating his grandson, so they tried to persuade him several times, but he scolded them away every time.

As a result, when the other party, the third place in the imperial examination, just mentioned it casually, he immediately agreed.

This is really the case of one thing conquering another!

Afterwards, Xiang Xun took out an account book, handed it to Ou Zanghua and explained, "Master Ou, this is the income flow of the Ling family for the past four months. Because everyone likes "Lü Dongbin Plays with White Peony Three Times", temple fairs, gatherings, and birthday celebrations of elders of some large families will invite the Ling family, so they make quite a lot of money."

Ou Zanghua took it and looked at it, and found that originally Ling Dajia had booked five taels of silver per show, but as too many people made reservations, the price was raised to ten taels of silver, and people still made reservations in an endless stream.

They often performed at the east house at noon and at the west house in the evening. With the copper coins thrown by the onlookers at the temple fair, after more than four months, after deducting various costs, they still made a profit of two thousand taels.

This money is managed by Xiang Zhen and handed over to Xiang Xun every month.

At this time, the old man handed over a few silver bills, and Qu Feiyan reached out to take them.

Ou Zanghua took a sip of the fine tea that the old scholar had treasured for many years, and asked calmly: "Uncle Xiang doesn't dare to go home, could it be that those evil cult monsters are still entrenched nearby?"

"Yes." Xiang Xun sighed and said, "There are about ten people who have been living in a dilapidated temple outside the town. They invited a Taoist priest to perform there, saying that they want to pray for Yan Sanxing for 49 days."

"You are quite loyal." Ou Zanghua smiled, stood up and said, "If that's the case, then let's resolve it!"

However, the old scholar jumped out and said indignantly: "Mr. Editor is the pillar of the country, how can you fight with those stinking wanderers? Let me go!"

"Oh? You know martial arts?" Ou Zanghua was stunned and couldn't help but look at the old scholar.

Did you make a mistake?

Is this a hidden master?
"No, but I have the Confucian integrity!" The old scholar tried to straighten his back with a determined look on his face.

Ou Zanghua was stunned. He didn't even know what he was expecting? !

"Then you continue to raise it."

After saying that, Ou Zanghua walked out with his sword in hand. However, the old scholar was right about one thing: he was unwilling to attack an unknown person.

Qu Feiyan followed immediately, and Xiang Xun also followed quickly.

But as he walked, Xiang Xun realized something was wrong. This road did not lead to the ruined temple!
Soon, the three of them arrived at the dock.

Xiang Xun was confused for a moment. Is he going to run away?

But the Five Mountains Sword Sect’s mission is to eliminate demons and defend justice!

Xiang Xun couldn't understand it, and Ou Zanghua had no intention of explaining.

He walked to a table and sat down, then asked with a smile, "Empress Lu, how does the Yang Fang Cang fish taste?"

"Thank you Lord Ou for the recommendation. The mutton is tender and delicious, and the fish is fresh and fresh. It is a delicious dish." Lu Fang wiped the corner of his mouth and said gently.

When he plans to return to Beijing, he will come here again and bring the chef back to Beijing so that His Majesty can also taste this delicacy.

Ou Zanghua nodded and said, "Empress Lu, this is my friend. Because of me, he has been in some trouble. So, I would like to borrow two guards from Empress Lu to solve the problem."

After hearing this, Lu Fang smiled and said, "I knew that if I ate Lord Ou's food, I would have to pay something for it."

He looked at the two Dongchang guards who had put down their chopsticks and said calmly, "Zhang Peng and Zhao Hu, go ahead!"

The two Dongchang guards stood up and bowed to Lu Fang. Ou Zanghua said, "Thank you for your help, Uncle Xiang, please lead the way!"

Xiang Xun looked at the two of them and subconsciously looked away, which was a manifestation of his inner fear.

The old man's heart trembled. Who are these two big men?
He didn't dare to ask more questions, and took the two of them and walked quickly all the way to the outside of the dilapidated temple. He could hear music and dancing from afar.

Zhang Peng and Zhao Hu looked at each other and walked in directly.

More than a dozen demons from the evil sect were still playing music, drinking and eating meat in the ruined temple. When they saw the two people coming in, they cursed: "Where did you come from, you filthy bastards? Can't you see we are holding a funeral for our brother?!"

"Ha!" Zhang Peng laughed, and the two of them moved in unison, taking out their swords at the same time.

Then he pushed off with his feet and rushed into the temple in the blink of an eye.

The demon cult monster was startled, and before he could react, he was hacked to death by Zhang Peng.

"Brothers, come and grab your weapons if you're going to cause trouble!" Boss Lu shouted immediately, and his two brothers, Second Min and Third Shi, picked up their swords.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Peng swung his hand and a long nail shot out from his sleeve and pierced Shi Lao San's forehead. The man next to him tried to attack by surprise, but Zhao Hu chopped off his head with a knife.

"Third child!!!"

Just as Min Laoer finished shouting, Zhao Hu slid to his side and killed him with a move of the cassock slash.

When someone tried to escape, Zhang Peng flicked his sleeves again, and several long nails flew out, nailing the person who was trying to escape to death.

At this moment, Boss Lu widened his eyes and roared: "Five Tigers Breaking Door Knife! Are you from Shaolin Temple?!"

"Shaolin Temple?"

Zhang Peng said disdainfully: "Are you qualified to compete with the East Factory?"

As he finished speaking, among the dozen people in the dilapidated temple, only Boss Lu was still standing.

But Boss Lu was already scared out of his wits at this moment. How, how could it be the East Factory? !
At this time, Zhao Hu came over, bent his finger and pressed the acupoint of Boss Lu, making him unable to move.

Then Zhang Peng pulled out a dagger and carved something on his back.

The severe pain made Boss Lu scream in agony, but he was unable to resist at all.

After finishing the job, Zhang Peng put away the dagger and said indifferently: "The East Factory's job is to cut the grass and root it out. If you are dissatisfied, feel free to come and find me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Hu, who was standing next to him, slashed Boss Lu's neck with his long knife.

The two men wiped their swords indifferently on the clothes of the group of people, and then walked out of the ruined temple as if nothing had happened.

Xiang Xun outside the door was not in a good condition at the moment. Was this Lord Ou's solution?
"It's been done. You can live a good life from now on." Zhang Peng looked at Xiang Xun and said in a gentler tone, "But you'd better not mention the name of the East Factory and Lord Ou. You are unlucky and can't bear it."

"I understand, old man," Xiang Xun quickly agreed, but he didn't dare to offend these two killers.

The two looked at each other, then quickly returned to the dock to report their work to Lu Fang and Ou Zanghua.

Lu Fang nodded to indicate that he understood.

Ou Zanghua asked the waiter to serve good wine and food as a token of his gratitude to the two men for their help.

Zhang Peng and Zhao Hu quickly bowed to express their thanks, then sat down happily and started eating.

Seeing them eating happily, Ou Zanghua smiled and said to Lu Fang: "Envoy Lu's two guards are simple and honest, with pure minds, which is good."

Lu Fang took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Thank you, Lord Ou, for your appreciation. How about I arrange for them to follow Lord Ou, with only two guards on either side?"

"Hahaha, no no no, I'm just a poor editor with only a few rooms at home. I can't afford two guards."

(End of this chapter)