Journey To the West From The Qin Dynasty

Pinch your feet?

Niu San and others were all stunned.

What are you pinching your feet! ?

Gan Luo was a high-ranking minister. He spoke bluntly and dared to make remarks, contradicted Ying Zheng, and then came forward for the Confucianism, and was then convicted.

but.

When Ting Weicheng heard Li Jue's words, he was shocked and his eyes were horrified.

His voice stuttered, "You, you, how do you know? This, this, this is a secret. Not many people know about it..."

Li Jue said: "Actually, Gan Xiang told me. You know, he is open-mouthed. But don't worry, my lord, I won't say anything about it."

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 himself.

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

Niu San immediately took out the Analects of Confucius in cursive script written by Gan Luo before he died, handed it over, and said, "Sir, this was written by Gan Xiang before he died. What kind of cursive script...calligraphy? It seems that it is not as beautiful as the one written by the lord."

Ting Weicheng took a look and was shocked.

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

Hiss.

calligraphy?

Cursive?

Good stuff!

Ting Weicheng grabbed 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 too, isn't it just scribbled? Who wouldn't!

Li Jue even laughed.

Upon seeing this, Ting Weicheng said: "You don't know a single big character, so naturally you don't understand calligraphy. This Analects of Confucius by Gan Xiang is devoted to Gan Xiang's painstaking efforts, and contains a majestic aura. Moreover, the cursive script contains hidden meanings. It is elegant and natural, and it can make people fascinated by watching it.”

"If you hang it on the courtyard, you can calm down your house and get rid of evil spirits. Even if you take it out and read it on weekdays, you can also raise your own aura. Forget it, I don't understand it when I tell you."

Li Jue said, "Sir, tell me, if you sell it to a Confucian family, how much would it be worth?"

Ting Weicheng had a look of contempt and said, "You won't exchange a thousand pieces of gold!"

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

When Niu San saw that Ting Weicheng was so highly regarded, he regretted taking it out.

Regret said at the beginning, "Seventh brother, did I give away the treasure?"

Li Jue said, "It seems so."

He patted Niu San on the shoulder with a sympathetic look on his face, "According to the importance of Lord Ting Weicheng, that bamboo slip is worth at least 12 taels of silver."

Actually, not only.

After all, money does not change.

but.

Niu San wanted to vomit blood with regret.

However, he soon found comfort, "Seventh brother, originally I wanted to share with you equally, but now it means that 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 left with a laugh, ignoring Niu San's questioning behind him, what happened.

What else could happen.

Li Jue ran all over the old street, but couldn't find a brush, and finally managed to get one from the prison and returned to the yard.

He closed the door, took out the bamboo slips, and wrote a version of the Analects in cursive script, seal script, official script, and running script.

Moreover, when writing, the true qi is poured into the brush, and the Analects of Confucius is silently recited in the heart. After writing, the bamboo slip is already full of aura.

By the time Li Jue had written all four editions of the Analects, there were already more than a dozen bamboo slips on the table. After all, one bamboo slip could not write another Analects.

Li Jue just opened a version of the Analects, and the arrogant qi burst out, almost dispelling the evil spirit in Li Jue's yard.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly closed it, then wrapped it in a cloth, he simply disguised himself, put on a mask, and left the yard.

out the door.

Li Jue took out the dragon-seeking ruler, injected some aura, and then sealed off his own aura.

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

Li Jue followed the dragon-seeking ruler to find it, and unexpectedly came to the Sifang Old Street next door.

Sifang Old Street is the gathering place of Dongcheng Rangers. The whole old street is prosperous and densely populated. There are few places in Xianyang City that can compare.

It is an old square street, and it is managed by a dozen pavilions. 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 the Sifang Tavern.

The place where he met Zhongli Mijibu and others at the beginning was also where Lu Buwei's family property was.

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

It was a plan in his mind, "Wow, look, the swordsman Genie is here, and there are people dancing striptease next to him."

Crash.

Immediately.

Inside the tavern, crowds of people ran out.

"Where is it? Where is it? Who's doing a striptease? It's really immoral. I want to criticize it."

"Where, I can't see others being so morally corrupt, I want to condemn them."

"Let's do it all, my friend will see it."

In the end, as soon as they came out, Li Jue squeezed in and shouted, "Don't squeeze me, I want to go out, I want to go out."

As a result, others squeezed him even more, wanting to go out, but squeezed in instead.

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

When the people outside, they looked around and found that there was no figure of Gai Nie. They did see someone showing off their **** and dancing a striptease.

but.

What's more, he's a lunatic, and he's still a man.

They were immediately **** off.

"Damn, who amuses Laozi?"

"My friend's eyes are all blind."

"I'm so **** off."

Li Jue can't handle that much, he occupies a favorable position, that is, he releases his spiritual consciousness ~www.novelmt.com~ to find someone who is destined.

When he came out this time, he planned to sell several editions of the Analects.

After all, he needed medicinal materials to buy medicinal herbs. He had no capital, and secondly, he couldn't bear to eat it himself, so he didn't want to or had the energy to sell it.

But take some time, write a few books on the Analects of Confucianism, infuse it with arrogance, and sell it to Confucian people.

He has energy.

He estimated that Gan Luo's cursive script could sell for 10 taels, so it wouldn't be a problem for his pirated copy to sell for 78 taels.

After all, he writes better, and his aura is more intense.

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

Li Jue went straight to the second floor, where people from the three religions and nine classes gathered here, unlike most of the rangers downstairs.

In the hall on the second floor, there was much less noise, but everyone's faces were a little harsh, and they glanced at people who came and went.

Li Jue was wearing a mask and had an unfamiliar appearance. When she appeared here, she immediately attracted a lot of attention.

I saw him carrying a package, which was heavy inside, the size of a watermelon.

Immediately, someone stared at the package tightly and whispered.

"This person has a steady pace and is close at hand, but he can't hear his breathing, which shows that his skills are profound."

"There must be a human head in the package behind him. I have already felt his murderous aura."

"Heroes see the same thing."

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

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

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

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