In a room of the restaurant, Jiang Ni was lying on the table counting dozens of copper coins.
Being accustomed to living in poverty, the little clay figurine has long forgotten that when she was young, she lived in an emperor's house, and coins were her lifeblood. When she was in a good mood, she would count the coins to see how close she was to buying a coffin.
No matter how much the difference is, you can still count it when you are in a bad mood. If you keep counting, you will feel better.
The two tiger cubs lay aside and licked their paws.
The tiger cub suddenly got up from the ground, wagging its tail and ran towards the door, roaring several times.
Jiang Ni turned around and saw Master Jianyi coming in from outside. He asked in a calm voice: "How is the princess?"
"You're in good spirits. I'm probably taking off Xu Fengnian's pants right now." Jingzhou grabbed a tiger cub and took a look at it. It had gained a lot of weight and was about the size of a dog.
Jiang Ni said "Oh" and stopped talking.
Carrying Hu Kui's cub, Jing Zhou marveled and said: "Xu Zhihu said that he can tell whether a bird is big or small, good or bad at a glance. This ability is amazing. I'm just a master. Why don't I believe it? I only use Xu Fengnian to practice.
, but you can’t develop this skill.”
Jiang Ni was stunned for a while before he realized what he was saying. He suddenly thought of what Master Jianyi said, "There are clothes in the eyes, but no clothes in the heart." He blushed and spat.
It's just that the bird is big or small, is it good or bad?
Jiang Ni thought for a moment and hurriedly suppressed the problem.
After throwing Hu Kui's cub on the ground, Jingzhou took a few steps forward and said, "Silly apprentice, are you counting money again?"
Jiang Ni suddenly remembered something, collected a few copper plates on the table, and hid them.
Jingzhou joked: "So stingy? You won't lose a lot of money if you show it to others. Besides, the copper plates on your table together can't buy a bottle of wine. I don't like it. Why are you hiding it?"
The little clay figurine who had once been cheated out of two ounces of money by a cheap master was still worried. He raised his head and asked, "Really?"
Jingzhou couldn't laugh or cry: "Really, if I say I won't take your copper coins, I won't take any of them."
Jiang Ni took out the copper plates again and put them on the table. He tilted his head and counted them one by one without feeling bored.
Reading to Xu Fengnian, word by word, several boxes of books, although she didn't earn much money, she still had a few thousand taels. Although the money was a lot, each one was made of paper banknotes, which didn't look practical.
, for fear of being blown away by the wind or accidentally destroying the banknotes when washing clothes. The banknotes are easy to carry, but there are no rusty copper plates to make Jiang Ni feel at ease.
Jingzhou poured himself a cup of tea and said, "Girl, do I want to discuss something with you?"
"Borrow money without negotiation." Like Pixiu, the little clay figurine, who only ate without vomiting, covered the copper plate on the table and looked at the cheap master like he was guarding against thieves.
It took her more than ten years to realize that money is still securely in her own hands. It is natural to pay back debts, but once you lend it out, God knows when it will be paid back, and you will be like a cheap master.
This kind of scoundrel will most likely not pay it back.
Jing Zhou laughed angrily and said, "Master, does he seem to be short of money? Why don't you have a bigger picture and think about other things, such as master coming to give you money?"
Jiang Ni looked in disbelief: "You have such good intentions? The last time I blackmailed Xu Fengnian for one hundred and twenty thousand dollars, I got it by my own ability. Why should Sanqi share it with you?"
What the little clay figurine said made Jing Zhou amused. This girl said she was stingy. The dagger worth twelve cities of the Western Chu Dynasty can be borrowed at will. The magic talisman is still inserted in Li Chungang's bun.
, let’s just say she is generous, and like a dog guarding its food, she even sees a copper plate in her eyes.
After the little clay figurine counted the coins on the table three times, Jingzhou said, "It's just a few dozen coins. How can Master be such a stingy person? Girl, come with me to meet someone. Master doesn't want this money anymore."
Jiang Ni frowned, her doubts deepened, and she asked, "Really?"
Jingzhou said calmly: "A gentleman has no jokes."
Seeing that Master Cheap's expression didn't look like he was being fake, Jiang Ni slapped the table, his pride surged in his belly, and he shouted one word: "Let's go!"
After placing Hu Kui's cub in Yu Wei's house, Jingzhou took Jiang Ni to Baoguo Temple. The old sword god seemed to have guessed something, ignoring Jiang Ni's small eyes, and followed shamelessly, picking his teeth with his hand.
Han Huqing said: "The vegetarian food in Baoguo Temple can bring out the flavor of birds. Why don't we catch some game and make some soup?"
Jingzhou walked in front and said, "Didn't you miss the princess a lot in the restaurant? As the old saying goes, there is beauty to eat. If you look at her more, you won't be hungry anymore."
Li Chungang said regretfully: "That little girl is beautiful, but she is dull and can't let go. She doesn't know the slightest bit of style, so it's boring to look at her. This woman, at the age of thirty or forty, needs to be more charming.
, otherwise it will be a waste of capital. I think that the eldest daughter of Xu Laizi is an excellent one."
Jingzhou nodded in agreement. Pei Nanwei had been abused by Zhao Heng for a long time and had long lost the aura he should have had at an age when he was jealous. He turned to Jiang Ni and said: "Girl, did you hear that? This woman must know some tricks to do it."
The benefits will last a lifetime.”
The words "like a wolf and like a tiger" sounded very harsh to the ears of Jiang Ni, a person who didn't understand the interesting things in the boudoir. How could he say these things with dignity and dignity in broad daylight and under the clear sky?
The little clay figurine turned his head and reminded: "A gentleman has no jokes!"
Jingzhou laughed dumbly.
Along the way, the old swordsman was thinking about what to eat. He ate cabbage and tofu with a group of bald donkeys. It was obviously not to his taste, so it was fine without wine. He had just drank it. This meat was absolutely indispensable.
How about going to the merit pond in the temple to catch some koi?
Not only were those bald donkeys full of oil and their heads were big from eating, but the fish raised in the water were also very fat. They were as fat as the fish in Xu Laizi's Tingchao Lake. One fish could catch several fish.
One braise, one roast, and two stew. As for wine, there are always some unruly monks in the temple.
Today there is a debate about kings and dominators in Baoguo Temple. It is still early and has not started yet. However, in the shade of the Crouching Dragon Pine trees outside the wall of Baoguo Temple, several young men with maids waiting on them are already sitting, talking about the way of kings and dominators.
Comfortable.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! A little further away across the Wolong Pine, Chen Xiliang led Tinkerbell back and forth.
He came to Baoguo Temple today not to argue about the way of kingship, but to take a chance on whether he could meet the young man in purple whom Tinker Bell talked about again, so that he could thank him in person. After all, in Jiangnan Road, debates like this can make people famous.
Disciples from poor families have no chance to participate in such elegant and elegant affairs. Just look at the few monks guarding the gate of Baoguo Temple and you will know that without identity, they are not even allowed to enter the temple gate.
After two cups of tea, the gates of Baoguo Temple opened wide, and the scholars who were qualified to participate in the elegant events of drinking water in the winding river entered the temple one after another. The ordinary scholars who did not have enough status and background joined in the fun and wandered outside the temple.
In this elegant place where there are many scholars talking and laughing, but no white people coming and going, the poor scholars and the little beggars are undoubtedly an eyesore. Several scholars who stayed outside the temple pointed at Chen Xiliang, who was wearing coarse clothes, and spoke frankly about this person.
He doesn't even look in the mirror. Baoguo Temple is a holy place for conversation in Jiangnan Road. Not even famous scholars like him can get in, let alone this humble dog who doesn't even have a scholar? He's just asking for humiliation.
.
The little beggar stood timidly behind Chen Xiliang and whispered: "Brother Chen, can we go aside?"
The poor scholar smiled and touched the little beggar's head, then pulled the little beggar and moved him away.
After standing for a while and getting tired, Chen Xiliang pulled Tinkerbell to sit down. He ignored the comments around him and took out a yellowed book from his sleeve to read. After turning a few pages, Tinkerbell stood up.
, took his hand and said happily: "Brother Chen, that's the young master."
The poor scholar stood up and looked along Tinker Bell's finger, and saw three people walking towards him. One of them was wearing purple clothes and holding a jade fan. He looked very noble. He must have been the person who cured Tinker Bell's disease.
A few hundred steps away, Li Chungang heard the commotion in front of Baoguo Temple.
The old sword god curled his lips and really looked down upon the scholars in front of the temple. He said sarcastically: "The stinking problem of scholars looking down on each other will not be changed in a thousand years. Especially scholars who are more willing to kill scholars than anyone else."
Strength means being ruthless."
Jingzhou looked at the scholars coming towards him and said: "The Neo-Confucianism of the Zhu School is very harmful to people. The way of saints is not done behind closed doors. Ninety-nine percent of these scholars have distorted the principles of saints. Although the books of sages compiled by Master Zhang's disciples are full of principles,
, but the bookishness will inevitably become stronger. It is difficult to cultivate oneself and benefit others by just reading!"
The old sword god grunted and was too lazy to talk about those scholars.
Due to his limited skill, Jiang Ni couldn't hear clearly. He couldn't help turning his head to look at Li Chungang and asked, "Is there something big going on in this temple?"
The old sword god pinched his ears and said disdainfully: "How can a scholar have such a big deal? He has nothing but talk. Today there is some bastard talk."
Bastard theory?
Jiang Ni was fascinated by the lake.
Jing Zhou glanced at the little clay figurine who was struggling with the word "bastard" and said with a smile: "It's a debate between kingship and hegemony. Confucianism respects kings and despises hegemons, while Legalists do the opposite. The debate between kings and hegemons is better said to be Confucianism and Legalism.
battle."
Jingzhou explained slowly for Jiang Ni, and Chen Xiliang had already arrived in front of the three of them with Tinkerbell.
"Thank you, Master, for helping me earlier." Chen Xiliang bowed heavily.
Jingzhou lifted it up with a gentle flick and said, "There's no need to be polite. Don't think that I'm a good person. I help the little beggar next to you get rid of his old illness, but I also have other thoughts mixed in with it."
The scholar froze, this young man spoke so honestly!
Jiang Ni sneered, seeming to dislike the "noble" quality of the cheap master.
The old sword god looked on and couldn't stand it anymore, but luckily he turned his head away. Jiang Ni, this girl, is too simple-minded, with good and bad written all over her face. In this life, she will probably not be able to compete with Xu Fengnian's evil thoughts.
bastard.
But ignoring thoughts and only looking at temperament, this silly girl really looks a bit like me. Isn't this what he has been doing for most of his life?
No matter what hypocrisy or subterfuge, Li Chungang never cares about what the world thinks about his actions and speeches.
Jingzhou looked at the scholar in front of him for a moment, then said with a smile: "Are you willing to go to the temple to debate?"
The scholar's face was expressionless, he just tightened the book in his hand and nodded.
The scholars who were advising Chen Xiliang in front of the Baoguo Temple were unscrupulous, but they still had good eyesight. When they saw the noble man in purple clothes slowly coming with Chen Xiliang, they were undoubtedly a little uneasy. Although these people were not familiar with people from poor families,
He spared no effort to criticize, but he always begged for mercy towards people from rich families. Even if someone from a wealthy family farted, these people would take a big sniff, clapped their hands and said the farts smelled good.
This young man in purple won't stand up for that humble dog, will he?
Several people were worried for a moment, and then they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the young man in purple clothes ignored them and walked towards the temple gate.
The two novice monks in front of the Baoguo Temple respectfully welcomed Jing Zhou and his party in. Many people who were wandering in front of the Baoguo Temple saw this scene and began to guess the identity of the young man in purple.
Seeing the poor dog and the cross-eyed old man following the purple-clothed young man into the temple, the few people who had been worried before felt extremely sore in their hearts. Chen Xiliang could just go in. After all, he is still a scholar, but the one-armed old man and the groom
Normally, why should I go in?
At this time, the Taiguo Temple was full of people and cheers kept coming. The area facing the lake in the temple, the pavilions, terraces and pavilions were all crowded with people.
Jiang Ni stood aside and listened for a moment, only to feel that the speaker was so mysterious that it made people confused.
The old sword god cursed and said: "Girl Jiang, it doesn't matter if you don't listen to this scholar. A white horse is not a horse. This fucking bullshit makes no sense."
Jiang Ni said "Oh" and tilted his head, wondering what he was thinking.
After listening for a while, Jing Zhou left Chen Xiliang and the little beggar behind, took Jiang Ni towards the corner, and said with a smile: "Since it is a debate, naturally what I want to say is more mysterious. The more obscure it sounds, the more difficult it is to understand.
The more knowledgeable a person is, the more knowledgeable he is. Otherwise, wouldn’t it mean that he loses his status as a scholar if he talks casually?"
Jiang Ni lowered her head to ponder what Master Jianyi said, and felt that it made some sense. She suddenly felt a vigorous sword intent emanating from Li Chungang. She raised her head and looked forward, and saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar in green clothes staggering towards her.
When the middle-aged Confucian scholar walked twenty steps away from Jiang Ni, he waved his sleeves together, as if to dust off the dust to show respect, then he knelt down suddenly and said with tears: "Cao Changqing, the guilty minister of Western Chu, please see Your Royal Highness the Princess.
!”
After Jiang Ni heard the words of the Confucian scholar in green shirt, he felt as if he heard a thunderbolt from the blue, and took a few steps back in fright.
Cao Qingyi?
Cao Qingyi, an old minister of Western Chu who is an invincible official?
Growing up under the care of others in the Prince's Mansion of Beiliang, Jiang Ni's memory had long been like lake, Western Chu, and princess, and the terms "Princess of Western Chu" and "Princess" had long been out of reach. When he saw this minister of Western Chu again, he was at a loss and could only look at Jingzhou.
.
Jingzhou smiled at Jiang Ni: "Didn't you say that you dreamed of reviving the country? Why are you so scared when you see this romantic man from Western Chu? Girl, don't you want to marry Xu Fengnian? Xu Fengnian's maid is not qualified.
She won the position of a princess, but this is the Princess of Chu..."
Jiang Ni suddenly gained some courage, clenched his fists, and glared at the cheap master angrily, as if blaming him for saying shameless words in broad daylight, then turned to look at the man in Tsing Yi who was kneeling on the ground, and said softly
: "Uncle Qi Zhao?"
Cao Changqing, who had gray hair on his temples, slowly raised his head, his eyes dim with tears.
In her memory, she was still the little princess whose hand she once held.
She looks so much like her!
That year he was in high spirits, and she came slowly humming her local accent. The two met by chance in a corner of the garden, and that beautiful figure fell heavily on his heart.
Later, when she became the queen, he led his troops and left the capital, but he never thought that once he left, he would never see her again.