Journey To the West From The Qin Dynasty

Immediately, someone stood up and came to say hello, "This brother, Chen Yu, can we sit together?"

Li Jue glanced at the man and frowned.

Chen Yu?

Could it be Zhang Er's sworn brother who later rebelled with Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, and even sealed the king's Chen Yu?

He asked about Chen Yu's origin, and it really was the same Chen Yu in history.

And Chen Yu saw Li Jue inquiring about the origin, and thought that if he could sit down, he would take a seat.

but.

Li Jue said, "No, you can leave, there are people here."

Chen Yu's face was embarrassed for a while, and anger flashed in his eyes, but he still folded his fists and laughed, "Okay, I'm sorry."

Back to the original friend's side, the group continued to eat and drink.

And his companions were laughing and laughing, seeming to laugh at his hot face and cold ass, and the more Chen Yu thought about it, the more angry he became.

However, it will not cause trouble in the future.

After all, Li Jue's bearing is extraordinary, and he swaggers through the market with heads, so drinking here must be extraordinary.

Because there are often people running orders in the restaurant, after the restaurant has served the food, Li Jue is asked to settle the bill first.

Li Jue wanted to sell the Analects after eating, so he said, "I have a little fun here, I wonder if I can use it to settle the bill?"

He patted the package.

The shopkeeper's body trembled, and he said quickly, "Guest officer, we don't take any money."

Li Jue said, "It's not a human head, it's a book."

He opened the package, and it really was a pile of bamboo slips. When he opened a volume, the room was filled with aura.

Hiss.

This is definitely an only book, it is definitely an only book written by a great Confucian with great effort.

Some rangers, including Chen Yu just now, looked disdainful.

He whispered: "Haha, thought it was a human head? It turned out to be some useless thing."

The store owner was also a little embarrassed, and said, "Guest officer, the villain is illiterate. It's useless to ask for it. Please give me cash."

Li Jue shook his head, "I'm illiterate, I don't know goods."

Just when Chen Yu was about to ridicule again, a scribe ran out of the private room. This man had fluttering beards and an extraordinary bearing.

Staring at the scrolls on Li Jue's table, he quickly said, "I want all these books, can I get ten pounds of gold?"

Hiss!

The store owner, Chen Yu and others were dumbfounded.

The other rangers also looked sluggish and couldn't believe it.

Such a pile of broken books is actually worth ten catties of gold?

That is 160 taels of gold, which is equivalent to 800 taels of silver, which is a sky-high figure.

Chen Yu was so startled that he almost bit his tongue, and the shopkeeper was so frightened that his steps were vain.

Some rangers with poor concentration have already stood up and stared at the pile of books. They really can't figure out how they are worth ten pounds of gold!

The shopkeeper's hands trembled, and he was about to pick up the roll that Li Jue gave, but it was shot by Li Jue.

He said embarrassedly, "Guest, aren't you going to use it to settle the bill?"

Li Jue said, "Aren't you illiterate and unacceptable?"

The shopkeeper said, "Now I accept it."

Li Jue said, "I won't sell it now."

The store owner gritted his teeth and sighed, feeling quite a pity.

seems to be giving up.

Li Jue couldn't let him give up just like that. He smiled and said, "The shopkeeper, now that great Confucian knows the goods and gives out ten kilograms of gold. I heard that Mr. Lu is compiling the Spring and Autumn Period, and Duke Lu has collected strange books for him. Maybe Mr. Lu wants more. I want the scroll in my hand."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he woke up like a dream.

He hurriedly said: "The guests are sold out, the villain will go back when he goes."

It just ran away in a hurry.

The scribe who offered the price earlier was anxious and said, "You are such a scoundrel. You sold it to me, so why did you sell it to others?"

Li Jue said: "This gentleman misunderstood, I didn't sell it to you. Of course, I didn't sell it to the store either."

He patted the scroll and said, "This is the only version of the Analects written by Shang Qing Gan Luo before he died. These scrolls are written in cursive script, these scrolls are in official script, this is seal script, this is running script..."

Li Jue directly took out a few scrolls and introduced them, and the people in each private room came out one after another.

Chen Yu and other big and rough people don't know the beauty of calligraphy, but the famous, miscellaneous, Confucian and Mohists all know the stuff.

You can see the aura in the scroll, which is very strong.

And those words are very strange, I have never seen them before, just glanced at them, and I understood them in my heart.

In later generations, Wang Xizhi became holy by writing regular script, and calligraphy naturally has its reasons.

Li Jue also injected Haoran Qi and sealed it with True Qi.

In the eyes of rough people, they are broken bamboo slips, but in the eyes of scholars, they are the only copies of sacred relics.

Rare books.

The previous scribes saw that there were more and more people, and they might not be able to compete at that time, so they quickly said, "You step, can you sell them all to the next?"

but.

He just opened his mouth, and someone from a famous family said, "I'm willing to give you twelve catties of gold, and please give me your love."

The scholar was furious when he heard this, "Gongsun Yue, what do you want me to do with Confucian classics?"

The famous master Gongsun Yue smiled slightly and said, "To learn from the strengths of other families, it is better to discuss the strengths and weaknesses with others."

Li Jue glanced at the Gongsun Yue, who was also dressed as a scholar, but more like a river and lake, and had a sword.

This person's surname is Gongsun again, and it seems that he belongs to the lineage of famous and giants.

As for the famous masters, they are all mouth guns. Later generations of supervisory censors and many other people with dialectical thinking, including Wang Yangming, who was sanctified in the later period, all borrowed the thinking of famous masters more or less.

Confucian scholars want to argue with the famous Gongsun Yue, how could they be opponents?

In less than three or two sentences, Gongsun Yue's refutation was flushed, and he was speechless~www.wuxiahere.com~ was furious.

but.

Li Jue wouldn't sell it easily, after all, the real master hasn't appeared yet.

And right now.

The window opened, and a figure flew in from the window and landed firmly in the hall.

"Hehe, I heard that something good has appeared here, but you didn't call me a thief, do you look down on this old man?"

The man fell steadily, looked around, and finally his eyes were attracted by the scroll on the table.

He suddenly sucked in the cold air, and greed flashed in his eyes.

Hiss.

"Is this the treasure of Confucianism? It has such a magnificent aura. I want something good."

After all, he didn't care about anything else, he stretched out his hand to grab it.

Everyone was shocked.

Both the scribes and the famous master Gongsun Yue were shocked and wanted to **** it, but how could they have robbed Lao Chu of the thief.

As for Chen Yu and the others, seeing this, they couldn't help but rejoice.

Li Jue dared to look down on them, and said they were illiterate, which made them very angry.

The thief Lao Chu is a great master, who robbed him and let him die.

but.

Li Jue coughed, "Old man, tired of living?"

Everyone was shocked.

Chen Yu shook his head and said, "It's over, this kid doesn't know that Lao Chu is the great master, yet he dares to insult the great master."

"Originally, he just lost the scroll, but now I'm afraid he will lose his life."

The scribes and the famous master Gongsun Yue also shook their heads, but they didn't feel that it was a pity. After all, they had nothing to do with Li Jue.

but.

Pirates Old Chu heard Li Jue's voice clearly, and only had time to look. He suddenly saw the familiar masked face, and was so frightened that he stopped.

The newly healed wound is aching faintly.