Li Jiuxiao took the Analects handed over from the opposite side with black lines on his head, and after turning the first page, he found that he could no longer control his face, and the long-term stimulation made him twitch slightly, not because of anything else, but because of the square characters on it.

"Lone has never seen such a brazen person!"

Li Jiuxiao stood up violently, slapped his right hand on the table beside him, and the heavy palm force made the cups on the table tremble several times.

The hardcover "Analects" was thrown far away in the man's distressed gaze.

Flipping in the wind, the first page reads........

Everyone in the world respects me as a sage, and I dare not be ashamed.

If you insist on finding a name, and call me a 'saint'.

At the end of this sentence, there is also a signature - the saint surnamed Wang!!

"Do you think you're humorous?"

As if he still felt uneasy, Li Jiuxiao trotted to the book again, stepped on it with his big foot, and rubbed it vigorously until the book was in tatters, and then he stopped.

"Your Majesty..... Your Majesty!"

The man felt like he was about to cry, this is a collector's edition, there are only a hundred copies in the entire Eastern Continent, worth ten thousand gold.

'Click...... Click.......'

Several bright knives were drawn out and placed on the neck of the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt who knelt down and wanted to snatch the book back.

"Don't let go yet!"

Li Jiuxiao breathed a long sigh of relief, felt much more comfortable, kicked the already unrecognizable "Analects" into the pond, pretended that nothing had happened, turned his head and roared at the golden sword.

After receiving the sheath, the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt still knelt in place, staring blankly at the scraps of paper floating on the surface of the pond.

Li Jiuxiao sat back in place and glanced at Yin Bangmeng on the side, Yin Bangmeng understood.

After a while, two wrestlers carried a huge iron box to the middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt.

The heavy box was opened, and the golden light was dazzling, and it was full of gold coins, definitely not less than fifty thousand.

Seeing the gold, the man came back to his senses, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve robe, and apologized to Li Jiuxiao.

Li Jiuxiao could see it clearly, there was a trace of deep excitement in this man's eyes, and he couldn't help sneering, "Let's talk about your sage, Lone is very interested in him." ”

The man blew his nose and said, "Since the sages suddenly appeared hundreds of years ago, they have leveled the five hus, fixed the four yi, and passed on the books to make them prosperous, prosperous, and subjugated inside and outside. ”

In just a few words, the so-called Wang Sheng's exploits were made clear.

Li Jiuxiao grabbed the bird gun again and asked, "How many of these standard firearms do you have?" ”

After pondering for a while, the man spoke, "I'm afraid it's not much, the army has been reformed, so that a large number of test items have been recovered." ”

After listening to him, Li Jiuxiao was a little puzzled, according to the theory, there was no such thing as a gun that would be returned for experimentation, but the next sentence of the man in the Confucian shirt dispelled his concerns.

"I heard that it is planned to use the immortal method to combine it to enhance the lethality and attack range. ”

The man gave it up, and because of the great reward, he knew it again.

Li Jiuxiao took a sip of tea, his eyes were lowered, and he didn't continue to ask questions for a long time, which made people a little confused about what he was thinking.

"Is there an ironclad warship?"

Hearing this, the man's face changed drastically, and it was obvious that this news, on the Eastern Continent, was also strictly controlled, and not too many people knew about it.

"The student doesn't know what His Majesty is talking about, how does the iron armor make a warship?"

Li Jiuxiao secretly admired this man's concentration, turned his head to look at Yin Bangmeng, and said, "That is, as a guest of the East, and a good hospitality, don't miss anything, short something." ”

After that, he touched his beard, which had begun to take shape on his chin, turned his head to look at the middle-aged men in Confucian shirts, and continued, "I want to come here to see the light of our heavenly court, and stay for a few days. ”

After hearing this, the men hurriedly stepped forward and bowed their hands, "Thank you, Student, Your Majesty for your grace." ”

As soon as he said this, Li Jiuxiao turned around and left, and walked to the door, but suddenly turned around.

"Lone has heard that people are divided into three religions and nine streams, and I don't know what kind of Confucian students are?"

After that, his eyes glanced slightly at the middle-aged man led by him, and his face was playful.

After listening to what Li Jiuxiao said, the man's face twitched slightly, and he took a few students together and bowed to the end, his wide sleeved robe covering his face, making it difficult for people to see his facial expressions.

Seeing this, Li Jiuxiao knew that the other party's mood had been broken, and led Yin Bangmeng to leave with a long smile.

After a long time, the Confucian scholars got up, and after carefully looking around for no problems, they hurriedly entered the house and closed the doors and windows......

"Sir, this Lord is very difficult to fathom. ”

A slightly younger student, sitting on a bench in the room, whispered cautiously.

The middle-aged man at the head did not answer, stood up, walked to the window, looked outside carefully, and after confirming that there was no problem, he walked back to the seat, and said with a tired face, "This emperor seems to have no scheming, but the conversation is full of edges, every word, and the words when he finally left, obviously have understood that the purpose of our coming is not business, and this trip has been exposed." ”

The student was puzzled, added a cup of hot tea for Mr., and asked, "What does Mr. mean by this?"

Mr. slowly stirred the tea, his expression was a little sluggish, "Three religions and nine streams, the most despicable one, is 'Shang', we have been influenced by 'Wang Xian's Shengxue' since childhood, how can we learn the tricks of those dirty people." ”

After that, he took a sip of tea, but he was burned by the hot water and frowned, and then continued, "There is no country for wealthy merchants, Your Majesty has forbidden the sea for a long time, and it is suspicious for us to appear rashly. ”

Another student arched his hand and said, "Wang Sheng once said, the West is barbarian, students look at this people, Anwen Sheng, I am afraid that it is more prosperous than Kyoto, why come to the name of barbarians, please Mr. Puzzle." ”

The gentleman shook his head

"I'm afraid that only Wang Sheng can answer this matter. ”

After saying this, Mr. walked out of the door, looked up at the white jade halls floating in the air, looked back at the group of students and asked, "Has anyone read Wang Sheng's miscellaneous studies?"

A slightly chubby middle-aged man stood up and saluted, "The student is slightly dabbling." ”

The gentleman nodded with satisfaction and asked, "Do you remember "Journey to Another World?"

"Students remember!"

The student spoke, paragraph after paragraph of the content of the book from his mouth aloud chanted, "There is a palace above the nine heavens, the glazed tiles of the white jade hall wall, the purple scales and red whiskers of the dragon around the golden pillar, the white clouds are ethereal, the spirit cranes dance together, the jade bridge is connected, there is a bright phoenix and a colorful phoenix fluttering its wings, the glow is ten thousand ways, the rui qi is thousand, the stars under the feet are the road, the sun and the moon are stones, throughout the disillusionment of Daewoo, all things wither in an instant............"

The gentleman interrupted him, "What about the end?"

The student was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, and said with a slight hesitation, "It's for the heavenly court!"