The breakfast is the hot pot soup with fried dough sticks that have just been cooked on the bench at the entrance of the alley.

The oil and salt are thick, and there are slices of peppers floating in the bowl, which cannot be called a wonderful taste. Xun Qing was originally worried that Li Bai would not get used to it, but unexpectedly, Li Bai's movements were divided into pieces and solved it in a few seconds. It was particularly inconsistent with his own white clothes like snow.

Xun Qing picked up the bowl and took the first sip. Before he could wake up from the hangover headache, his tongue was stuck out with a hot streak.

"Don't you think it's hot?"

"Everyone can eat this way, it's not like you, it's always cold!" The stall owner behind the pot muttered, and added a spoon to Li Bai and Xun Qing: "What are you busy with? I've been back for so long? Your aunt thought you moved away, so she muttered all day..."

"Where can I leave? I still owe the rent." Xun Qing scratched his head.

"Have you been there to Duke Daoxuan?"

"Just go after eating."

"Then eat it quickly, don't let the old man worry, remember to bring it to us." The stall owner shook his head and added two more cakes to them.

At the end of the day, when Li Bai was about to pay the bill, he was driven out by waves.

"A Gou is so lonely since he was a child. This is the first time he has seen him bring his friends back... Alas, it's a pity that he is a man. I'll treat this to you."

The stall owner shook his head and sighed, his hands were constantly moving, busy: "Remember to take care of the business, boy."

"Sure, I'll help me add more chili next time!"

Li Bai smiled and waved goodbye.

It was not until he got on the track Xiche in Chang'an City that Li Bai finally remembered and turned around and asked, "Who is Mr. Daoxuan?"

"A elder, after the teacher passed away, I was only supported by him that I was admitted to the government. If it weren't for him, our group of resident residents who had no household registration might not even have a chance to stand out..."

Xun Qing sighed: "He is very serious. Maybe he will be scolded later. Remember to be respectful. If you want to say who can help us in Chang'an City, he will probably be the only one."

"So powerful?" Li Bai was puzzled.

Xun Qing glanced at him: "Among all the institutional teachers in Chang'an, he can at least rank in the top ten, what do you think?"

"It's really amazing!"

Although Li Bai didn't understand very much, he still felt very powerful. Finally, he asked: "But why do they call you Agou?"

“…”

Xun Qing's expression stagnated, and his expression became more and more frustrated: "It was all caused by those naughty kids. Even the husband's name could be written incorrectly. If I had known it, I wouldn't have taught them to read and read... Everyone started calling me Agou.

Li Bai thought for a moment, and suddenly realized, nodding in agreement:

"It's really meticulous."

"Hello……"

If Chang'an City is ranked at the steepness and weirdness, then Chongrenfang is definitely among the top.

As a market where the workshops gather, there are the most institutional teachers in Chang'an City. No matter when it is, nobles and poor institutional teachers are fighting fiercely here. Whether it is various new civil institutions to extravagant intelligent creations, new institutions are released every day.

In order to demonstrate his outstanding skills, even the workshops are all kinds of strange.

Among them, Daoxuan Gong’s workshop is definitely the strangest one.

It looks like a huge cube with an octagonal edge, but countless modules are divided from top to bottom. Driven by the hydraulic power that penetrates the underground river, the axis of the entire workshop is rotating all the time, and the huge force drives the operation of countless mechanisms, and even the entire workshop is circling.

When the hot high-pressure gas in the pipeline burst out from the whistle, a long and low chirping burst out.

It's like it's not a cold dead thing, but something alive.

It has indescribable vitality.

"This is so beautiful."

Li Bai stood in front of the door, looked up at the countless running structures, and exclaimed: "This workshop was built in Chang'an, right?"

He thought for a moment, then pointed his hand straight ahead: "There should be Chongrenfang there, and the lower part on the right should be where we live. Dali Temple is in the upper right corner. What is the top place? Why is there nothing?"

“It’s Weiyang Palace.”

An old voice replied: "Ordinary people dare to spy on the forbidden area, but they will be beheaded. Boy, don't you even have awe in your heart?"

"It's just a little taller, right?"

Li Bai didn't care: "It would be strange if I asked me to tell you that there was something good but I just kept it closed and hid it for people to see it."

"It seems that he is a bold man."

In front of the door, the old man looked at the two uninvited guests coldly.

Xun Qing was stunned for a moment, subconsciously pulled Li Bai's clothes, telling him not to be arrogant, and bowed his head respectfully: "Duke Xuan, I didn't expect to meet him by chance..."

"It's not a coincidence, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The old man in black shook his hand and said unhappily.

He sat on an eight-legged mechanical chair, with rough fingers, gray hair, and his face covered with markings and no powder covering him. If he ignored the mechanical creations around him, he would not look like a high-ranking mechanical teacher, but rather like a woodcutter chopping wood in the mountains.

No one can imagine that such a vulgar old man would be Lu Daoxuan, a famous institution teacher in Chang'an City!

"Your friend has a good vision... At least you haven't seen it after so long."

The old man glanced at the two of them with a picky look and waved to them: "Come with me, I have something to say to you."

Xun Qing looked bitter: "Do you know everything?"

"Why don't I know?" Lu Daoxuan asked back: "You were hung so high the day before yesterday. Who did you think that the whole Chang'an didn't see you?

Someone told me that I thought I was talking nonsense, but you really came back. Why? I think the position I have tried my best to find for you is not rich enough?"

"Where do you think of Chang'an," Xun Qing hung his head, "I just thought about Chang'an and felt uneasy, so I worked overtime and finished all the work. Come back quickly, if I'm afraid it's too late..."

"I'm afraid that if it's too late, your teacher's workshop will be taken away by Yu Hengsi?" Lu Daoxuan sneered: "You and your teacher are really carved from the same mold. You look stupid, but you always learn not to let go. Do you want to repeat his mistakes!"

Xun Qing lowered his head and said nothing.

"Sir, you're too much talking."

Li Bai couldn't stand it anymore, and ignored Xun Qing's obstruction of his eyes and argued: "You choose the way yourself, you can't arrange for him for the rest of your life, right?"

Besides, the mechanisms his teacher is also very good, I don’t think there is nothing wrong with it.”

"Hey..." Xun Qing pulled his clothes, but Li Bai didn't look back and still looked at the old man on the machine chair.

Wait for the resounding.

Until the end of silence, Lu Daoxuan shook his head, but couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

"I'm actually angry with you guys, I'm really getting back to life..."

He glanced at Li Bai deeply, turned around and said to his juniors: "I have no prospect since I was a child, but this time I came back, I made a good friend."

"Ah?" Xun Qing was confused.

"I'm praising you, a fool."

Lu Daoxuan was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he drove the mechanism to walk in front and waved to them to follow.

Through the bustling workshop and countless complex institutions, they came to a rather separate quiet room. It was said to be a quiet room because it was really a little quieter than outside, and you could barely hear the sound of talking.

There was a bed in the corner, and the table was full of drawings.

It looks like the place where Mr. Dao Xuan lives, but it is barely isolated by a few wall panels, and there is also a window facing the interior of the workshop.

There is actually a round artificial lake inside the numerous organs.

A ray of skylight shines from above as the mechanism runs, and falls on the scale of the huge rock, which is exactly the same as the sundial in Chang'an.

The water flows rushing, transported by the organs to all directions, intertwined with each other, like blood.

Such a boring scene made Li Bai a little fascinated for a moment.

On the contrary, Xun Qing was unconfused and did not notice the essence of the workshop at all. He was no different from before and was not enlightened.

With other people's children in front of you, your own stupid children become a headache.

Lu Daoxuan shook his head and sighed softly.

After so many years, why haven’t you made any progress?

"We'll talk about your business later."

The old man glared at Xun Qing, looked in the direction of Li Bai, and asked calmly: "Boy, why are you here?"

In front of the window, Li Bai finally withdrew his gaze from the lake.

“For justice.”

He said seriously: "I had an innocent child died yesterday, and I want to know who did it."

"Justice has nothing to do with me, that's something that only Honglu Temple has."

The old man shook his head coldly, "In this world, if you want to live a good life, you cannot squander sympathy, but leave it to more important people.

You should also be more awake. Boy, it is not a big deal for dead people in Chang'an City. They are there every day, every moment... do you have to take care of every one?"

"If you encounter it, of course you have to worry about it. Do you cover your eyes and think it's invisible?"

Li Bai replied unshakably: "There is a coward who wants to kill me, but he dare not face his opponent, but instead sacrifices an innocent child...
To be continued...