"The great chivalrous person serves the country and the people."
Gao Jianli put down the book in his hand, feeling unable to calm down for a long time.
As a native of the Yan Kingdom, he has long been accustomed to seeing rangers, but based on his experience wandering around the Yan Kingdom, he has never seen such a hero in the book.
Strong power is used to protect the country and the people. Lu Yan, you did write such words. But didn't Qin also rely on its strong power to initiate wars and continuously devour other countries?
For the people who were invaded, who can tell whether Qin will bring destruction or salvation. So those who resist will be abandoned by the beautiful world you want to build. Use their blood to water that future.
Such a future...
Gao Jianli's hands dropped naturally while holding the book, and he stepped forward step by step, focusing entirely on his thoughts.
At this moment, a fierce argument broke out in a pawn shop passing by, which woke him up suddenly.
"Why don't you listen to what you say? Your sword is worth a hundred gold."
"You're farting, my sword costs five hundred gold at least!"
"Five hundred gold? It's rolling in. You can buy it wherever you like. My little shop can't afford to serve you."
The man who was expelled by the shopkeeper had a burly build, with sweat and some stains on his thin and sharp face. He stuffed the precious sword into his waist and tied it with a rag strip, and then walked out of the pawn shop.
"Yingbu is growing up, and studying literature and martial arts is very expensive. I..."
As he walked, he stopped again.
"Brother, I'm sorry. Yingren is incompetent. I can only give you this sword..."
Yingren took a deep breath, blinked his eyes continuously, and finally squeezed his eyes with his fist and turned back to his body.
"Shopkeeper, I'll sell it for two hundred gold."
The shopkeeper looked at the account book and said disdainfully: "Tsk, your sword is good, but at first glance it looks like a sword that has been on the battlefield. There are too many scars on it and it has devalued. One hundred gold!"
"You also said, this is a sword. One hundred and eighty!"
"You keep pestering me to no end, right? You don't understand the market at all. This sword is worth one hundred and ten gold to you, so don't talk anymore. If you don't do it right, then leave."
Yingren really didn't understand. It was easier for him to go to the battlefield and arrange his troops than to negotiate with a pawnshop owner.
He stroked the sword left by his brother Yingmeng, and finally handed it to the shopkeeper through gritted teeth, "One hundred and ten gold."
"Okay, deal." The shopkeeper took the long sword, put it aside casually, and asked, "Where do you live in Xianyang? One hundred and ten gold is not a small amount, I will send someone to deliver it to you.
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"Go to the southwest, the road to the Brick and Tile Factory, and go straight to the end." Yingren read the contract carefully, signed it after confirming it was correct.
When the shopkeeper heard about this location, he couldn't help but curled his lips: "The best way is to keep your wealth hidden. The place you live in is the worst in Xianyang City. If you just stuff a hundred and ten gold in your house, you'll be fine."
Yingren stared at him. The murderous aura coming from the battlefield scared the other person into a cold sweat. "It would be better if there are one or two thieves who can vent my anger to me."
The shopkeeper immediately sent the customer off in a good voice, "Hero, please, please. That one will definitely deliver the money tomorrow at the latest. Keep a copy of the one in your hand. If we don't keep our word, we will sue the government."
After Yingren left, he stuck out his tongue and rejoiced, "Made, it's not like you're blackmailing him even if you have to lose a hundred and ten gold. That look in his eyes is definitely a first-class ruthless person."
Yingren left the pawnshop, hurried home, and soon passed Gao Jianli.
This person is absolutely extraordinary.
Gao Jianli's eyes lit up, and he saw that Yingren had martial arts skills and a decadent battlefield temperament, which was very different from those disabled and retired soldiers from the Yan Kingdom.
I just heard that he was arguing with the pawnshop owner and selling his sword at a low price. I don’t know which war this is a victim of.
"Mr. Gao Jianli." A charming female voice seemed to brighten the surrounding streets.
Gao Jianli heard the sound and looked over, and saw a beautiful woman walking towards her. She had eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a radiant expression, and a pink dress that wrapped around the beautiful curves of her body.
"Girl, I don't know you."
Well, the atmosphere suddenly turned cold.
"Let me introduce myself. The little girl Hu Hui is the head of Zilanxuan in Xianyang."
"What do you want from me, girl?"
This guy named Gao is indeed as cold as ice cubes as the rumors said. Looking at me is like looking at air. It’s really...
Hu Hui secretly despised Gao Jianli, a "straight man" who didn't understand the style, but still maintained a dignified smile on his face, "Mr. Gao came from Xianyang and played the piano everywhere to earn money every day for several months.
, the reputation is resounding and is legendary among the people.
But, Mr. Gao, how much do you earn for your hard work? Most of the people who listen to music on the streets are not wealthy. Why don't you come to my Zilan Pavilion? With Mr. Gao's piano skills, it will be easy to make money every day."
"Girl, I appreciate your kindness. If there is nothing else to do, I will leave." Gao Jianli said, clasping his fists and preparing to leave.
Hu Hui really didn't expect that there was such a man in the world who didn't even bother to look at her, so she called him out angrily: "Wait a minute!"
"Girl, what else do you want?" Gao Jianli was already a little dissatisfied. The two of them were strangers to each other, and he clearly rejected the other's solicitation, so there was nothing else he could say.
"Since you don't agree to Zilanxuan's conditions, you must not play the piano for money. Can you answer me, why are you wandering around playing the piano like this?"
"This question..." Gao Jianli looked at this beautiful woman twice in surprise, then shook his head, "It's just for money, but it has a different meaning."
Hu Hui frowned, stared at him and asked: "Money is money, what's the different meaning?"
"Most of the people on the street are not wealthy. They are willing to pay for my music. It can be said that my music has touched their hearts.
As for Land of the Wind and Moon, the reason why those people pay for it has nothing to do with music."
Hu Hui burst out laughing after hearing this, and couldn't help stroking her palms and exclaiming: "Mr. Gao is indeed profound. I, the piano master of Zilanxuan, have a very accurate eye for people."
Gao Jianli's face suddenly fell and he scolded: "Master? Arrogant! The only person in the world who dares to call himself a master of piano art is Mr. Kuang Xiu."
"Haha~" Hu Hui looked at Gao Jianli's excited look and smiled very proudly, "Yes, it's Master Kuang Xiu."
Gao Jianli:......
"Master Kuang Xiu, he is actually in Zilanxuan?"
"How about it, Mr. Gao, do you want to follow me to Zilanxuan?"
Gao Jianli politely clasped his fists and said, "I was rude just now. Please don't blame me. Please lead the way."
Huh, what a strange man, so obsessed with music but not interested in beautiful women or money.
Hu Hui curled her lips slightly, waved and turned around, "Mr. Gao, follow me~"