Journey To the West From The Qin Dynasty

Pinch your feet?

Niu San and the others were dumbfounded.

What pinching feet! ?

Gan Luo was Shangqing, who was outspoken and dared to advise, contradicted Yingzheng, and then stood up for Confucianism, so he was questioned.

but.

Ting Weicheng was startled when he heard Li Jue's words, his eyes were horrified.

The voice was stuttering, "You, you, how do you know? This, this, this is a secret, not many people know..."

Li Jue said: "Actually, Gan Xiang told me, you know, he is outspoken. But don't worry, my lord, I won't say anything about this matter."

Ting Weicheng breathed a sigh of relief.

For a moment, he almost suspected that Li Jue was so powerful that he had arranged eyeliners in the palace.

It turned out that Gan Luo boasted about it.

Then he sighed again, "It's just a pity, Gan Xiang's handwriting is very good, I still want to ask him for advice, I didn't expect that heaven and man are separated forever."

Niu San immediately took out the cursive Analects written by Gan Luo before his death, handed it over, and said, "My lord, this was written by Gan Xiang before his death. What kind of cursive...calligraphy? It seems not as beautiful as your master's writing."

Ting Weicheng took a look and was immediately shocked.

He understood something between the lines, there is something in this cursive script, very elegant and natural.

hiss.

calligraphy?

Cursive?

Good stuff!

Ting Weicheng snatched it excitedly, "This is Gan Xiang's only copy, and it will be a treasure in the future."

Niu San is noncommittal, he thinks he can write it, isn't it just scribbled, who can't!

Li Jue laughed even more.

Seeing this, Ting Weicheng said: "You don't know a single big character, so naturally you don't know calligraphy. Gan Xiang's Analects of Confucius has been devoted to Gan Xiang's painstaking efforts, and it contains a majestic aura. Moreover, the cursive script contains some Elegant and natural, it can make people look fascinated."

"If you hang it above the gate, it can town the house and remove evil spirits. You can even take it out and read it on weekdays, and you can cultivate your own noble spirit. Forget it, I don't understand if I tell you."

Li Jue said: "My lord, just tell me, if you sell it to the Confucian family, how much is it worth?"

Ting Weicheng looked contemptuous, and said: "A thousand pieces of gold will not be exchanged!"

He just took the bamboo slips and planned to go back and study this calligraphy.

Seeing that Ting Weicheng admired it so much, Niu San regretted taking it out.

Regretted at the beginning: "Seventh brother, did I give away the treasure?"

Li Jue said, "It seems so."

He patted Niu San on the shoulder sympathetically, "According to the importance that Lord Ting Weicheng attaches, that bamboo slip is worth at least ten taels of silver."

Actually, more than that.

After all, money is worthless.

but.

Niu San felt so regretful that he wanted to vomit blood.

However, he quickly found comfort, "Seventh brother, I originally wanted to share with you equally, but now it means I lose five taels of silver, and you also lose five taels of silver."

Li Jue smiled, "It's small, the layout is small."

He laughed and left, ignoring Niu San who asked behind him what happened.

What else can happen.

Li Jue ran all over the old street, but couldn't find a brush, so he finally took one from the prison and went back to the yard.

Close the door, take out the bamboo slips, and write a version of the Analects in cursive script, seal script, official script, and running script.

And when writing, pour the brush with true energy, and recite the Analects silently in your heart. After writing, the bamboo slips are already full of awe-inspiring energy.

By the time Li Jue finished writing the fourth edition of the Analects, there were already more than a dozen bamboo slips piled up on the table.

Li Jue just opened a version of the Analects, and the mighty energy burst out, almost dispelling all the evil spirits in Li Jue's yard.

He was so frightened that he quickly closed it, then wrapped it in a cloth, and then simply changed his face, put on the mask, and left the yard.

out the door.

Li Jue took out the dragon-finding ruler, injected some noble energy, and then sealed his own breath.

The dragon-seeking ruler turned immediately and quickly pointed in one direction.

Li Jue searched along the Dragon Ruler, and came to Sifang Old Street next door.

Sifang Old Street is a gathering place for rangers in the East City. Few places in Xianyang city can match the prosperity and density of the entire old street.

It is an old Sifang street, and it is managed by a dozen pavilion chiefs. It is conceivable how big this place is and how many people live there.

Li Jue followed the dragon-seeking ruler and found that it pointed to Sifang Tavern.

The place where he met Zhongli Meijibu and others was also where Lu Buwei's family property was located.

At this moment, Sifang Tavern was already overcrowded, and Li Jue couldn't squeeze in.

It was a plan from the heart, "Wow, look, the sword master Gai Nie is here, and there is someone stripping beside him."

Crash.

immediately.

Inside the tavern, crowds of people ran out.

"Where is it? Where is it? Who is doing a striptease, it is really indecent, I want to criticize."

"Where is it? I can't see others being so morally corrupt. I want to condemn it."

"Give way, my friend wants to see."

As soon as they came out, Li Jue squeezed in and shouted, "Don't squeeze me, I want to get out, I want to get out."

As a result, others squeezed him even more, trying to get out, but squeezed in instead.

When everyone was outside, Li Jue had already entered the tavern and grabbed a good seat.

But the people who went outside looked around and found that there was no sign of Gai Nie, and they did see someone stripping with their breasts exposed.

but.

Damn, it's a lunatic and a man.

They were directly pissed off.

"Damn, who amuses me?"

"My friend is blind."

"I'm so mad."

Li Jue couldn't control that much, he occupied a favorable position, so he released his consciousness and planned to find someone who was destined.

When it comes out this time, he plans to sell several editions of the Analects.

After all, buying elixir requires medicinal materials, and he has no capital. Secondly, he can't help but eat it by himself after buying it. He is unwilling and has no energy to sell it.

But take some time, write a few Analects, inject awe-inspiring spirit, and sell them to Confucianists.

He has energy.

He reckoned that Gan Luo's cursive script could sell for ten taels of silver, so it wouldn't be a problem for his pirated version to sell for seven or eight taels.

After all, his writing is better, and his grandeur is more intense.

There are people from various families and sects in the restaurant, but most of them are from miscellaneous families. After all, this is Lu Buwei's territory, and Lu Buwei, as a tycoon of miscellaneous families, naturally has many responders.

Li Jue went straight to the second floor, where people gathered here were all from three religions and nine streams, unlike the rangers downstairs who had no background or sect.

In the lobby on the second floor, there was much less noise, but everyone's face was a little stern, and they glanced at the people passing by from time to time.

Li Jue was wearing a mask and appeared in an unfamiliar form. When he appeared here, he immediately attracted a lot of attention.

I saw him carrying a package again, which was heavy and as big as a watermelon.

Immediately, someone stared closely at the package and whispered.

"This person's steps are steady, and he is close at hand, but he can't hear his breathing, which shows his profound skill."

"In the package behind him, there must be a human head. I can already feel his murderous aura."

"Heroes see the same thing."

Immediately, many rangers commented, and they all admired Li Jue very much.

Anyone who dares to drink with a human head is a ruthless character.

Li Jue chose a seat and ordered wine and meat, the table was full.

Now, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

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