Three days later

West City of Chang'an

Bai Mingzhe had a fist-sized money bag pinned to his waist, and walked leisurely among the shouting crowd.

After being named the Imperial History of Embroidered Clothes, Shaofu paid money to choose a piece of land near Chang'an City and built a small mansion for him. Although the area is not large, it is enough to shelter from the wind and rain.

The rewards that Liu Che gave him were all sent to the mansion by the people of Shaofu, and Wei Qing also sent five hundred gold as congratulations.

Since then, he can be regarded as a family with houses and savings.

Perhaps because the position is not high, or because there is no military merit, almost all the officials who came to visit in these two days were officials under 1,000 stones.

Of the officials of the two thousand stones, only Zheng Shi and Han Anguo sent people to send housewarming gifts, and the others were still in a state of wait-and-see.

Although Liu Che promised to make the Yellow River a marquis if the governance was successful, who can say for sure? The old Liu family has always liked to talk without words.

Look at the founding heroes, how many have promised glory and wealth to rest with the country? As a result, the dead died, and the lost marquis lost.

Liu Che's verbal promise had little effect.

If you really want to impress that group of officials with two thousand stones, at least after the six auxiliary canals play a role.

The people of the Han Dynasty were very particular about backbone, and they would never bow their heads easily, let alone a petty official who was only 600 stones.

The most important thing in Chang'an is the powerful!

Six hundred stones is just a starting point.

But even so, Bai Mingzhe is already very content.

No, he deliberately picked a free time to wander around Chang'an.

His first stop was Chang'an West City.

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"Fresh pork meat! The dolphin that was just slaughtered today! Ten dollars a pound, sold cheaply. ”

"Fine Shu silk, exquisite cloth ......"

"Wow Wo Cake! Freshly baked wowo wo cake! ”

"Sell live chickens, sell chicks, sell eggs......"

Bai Mingzhe walked swaggering in the West Market with his hands behind his back and with vigorous steps.

The stall is full of dazzling goods, and after seeing it, it is quite dazzling.

The shouts of the peddlers lingered in my ears, and the eardrums were pierced.

"All the guest officers come to take a look, Bai Siao, just dug out of the ground, fresh Bai Siong."

"Reeds, crisp and sweet, spicy and juicy, with a lot of variety! The guest officer can buy some and bury them in the ground for the winter. ”

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"A good iron kettle, one only costs thirty dollars!"

"Forging an iron sword, the guest officer in need can pay a deposit to enter into a contract."

Bai Mingzhe walked to a stall selling chicken, squatted down, and began to bargain with the boss, "Shopkeeper, dare to ask how much a live chicken costs?" ”

The boss was a skinny-faced uncle with a wrinkled face, he rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Guest officer, you are here, you really have come to the right place." The live chickens in my stall, no matter how big or small, are 30 yuan each. ”

Bai Mingzhe frowned, "Thirty yuan, it's too expensive, pork meat is only ten yuan a catty." ”

"Hehe, looking at the guest officer's dress, it should be the first time to buy meat in person, right? Pork meat is a lowly thing, with a strong smell, and large families generally do not eat it. Chicken, on the other hand, has neither a stinky smell nor a smell, and it is normal to be more expensive. ”

Bai Mingzhe looked at the live chickens, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked softly, "Then do you provide slaughtering services?"

The boss said generously: "As long as the guest officer doesn't mind the villain's humility, the slaughtering service should be provided."

Bai Mingzhe glanced at the chickens jumping around in the cage, took out one hundred and eighty yuan from the money bag, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I want five live hens and one slaughtered hen."

During the Western Han Dynasty, there was a lack of condiments and meat, so in order to supplement the protein he needed every day, he had to buy hens that could lay eggs.

The boss's eyes widened, looking at the one hundred and eighty dollars handed over, and he trembled with excitement. He took the chicken money tremblingly and said loudly: "Don't worry, the villain will handle the chicken cleanly."

"Well, let's get to work." Bai Mingzhe nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Okay!" After receiving the money, the boss was very motivated and immediately started construction.

Suddenly, a discordant voice came from not far away, speaking from a young man in Confucian costume, "Chirp, brother Xian, let's stay away from this guy." The gentleman cooks far away, this is the teaching of Confucius! ”

Next to the young man was a younger-looking Confucian student, who bowed his hand to the young man and said respectfully, "What the elder brother has taught is that the younger brother has been taught."

Bai Mingzhe turned his head, squinted his eyes, frowned, glared fiercely, and scolded in a low voice: "A group of incompetent people, who don't even understand the meaning of this sentence thoroughly, dare to shout in front of the public that the gentleman is far away from cooking?" Joke! ”

"Huh?" The young Confucian who originally planned to leave here with his younger brother moved his ears slightly, and listened to Bai Mingzhe's words word for word, and the whole person suddenly became furious, "Vertical Zi'an dares to insult me? ”

"Buzz!" He pulled out the saber at his waist, and although he was ten steps away, he still aimed the tip of the sword at Bai Mingzhe's throat.

As long as he doesn't apologize, this Confucian is very likely to let Saber drink blood.

Bai Mingzhe stood up unhurriedly, clasped his hands around his chest, and said with a smile: "Are you annoyed and angry?"

The younger Confucian immediately pressed his hand on the sword of the older Confucian and said anxiously: "Brother Lu, this is the West City, the place under the jurisdiction of Lieutenant Dahan!" If it is difficult to kill people, it is difficult to deal with it. Even if it is Dong Zi, he may not be able to come forward to protect the king. ”

Lu Bushu was furious and shouted: "Brother Zhao Xian get out of the way!" How can I be insulted by others? Today, either he dies or I die! ”

The ram is the most dignified! As long as someone insults you, you must fight to the death with this person.

No matter who the other party is, it's all over the fight!

According to the news he had just captured, Bai Mingzhe quickly located the person in front of him, the disdain on his face became even thicker, and he said contemptuously: "You are Lu Bushu?"

Lu Bushu pushed Zhao Zi away, and the hand holding the sword was even harder, "I am Lu Bushu!" Since you have heard my name, why don't you quickly kneel down and kowtow and beg for mercy! ”

"Oh, an ungrateful and traitor seeking glory, how can you let me beg for mercy?" Bai Mingzhe directly uncovered the most painful scar in Lu Bushu's heart, "I ask you, if you betrayed Dong Zi, can you kowtow to Dong Zi and admit your mistakes?" If not, there is still a face to live in the world? ”

Although Dong Zhongshu retired, a large part of the reason was that the main father stole Dong Zhongshu's manuscript. However, in the process of attacking, Lu Bushu was extremely hardworking.

Dong Zhongshu originally set Lu Bushu as the heir to the mantle, but after the fire in the high temple in Liaodong, he was completely disappointed in this big disciple.

Although Lu Bushu was not expelled from the division, in fact, it was almost the same as being expelled from the division.

It has been five years since the incident happened, and it has been five years since Dong Zhongshu closed the door and Lu Bushu has been missing.

In the past five years, there is no difference between Lu Bushu and the lost dog.

"Thou shalt seek death!" Lu Bushu screamed "babbling", carried his sword, and strode forward, "Death to me!" ”

Bai Mingzhe hurriedly pulled out an iron rod from the person who struck iron next to him and used it to resist.

However, before Lu Bushu rushed over, a scolding voice sounded on the other side, "Bold!" ”

Again, the sound of the saber unsheathed, "Hum! ”

"Huh!" A burly man in armor rushed quickly with a bronze sword.

The two swords collided, "Bang! ”

The crisp sound pierced the eardrums of those present.

Both swords took a few steps back at the same time,

"Who are you? I'm too much to learn from Lu Bushu, get out of the way quickly! ”

The burly man protected Bai Mingzhe behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Captain of the Northern Military Academy of the Great Han, Su Jian!"

"Northern Army!" Lu Bushu was shocked and retreated again and again. Zhao Zi on the side hurriedly stepped forward to support the frightened titular brother.

Ignoring Lu Bushu, Su Jian turned his head and smiled, and said in a soft voice as much as possible: "Little brother is okay, right?"

Bai Mingzhe was already wet with cold sweat, took a long breath, arched his hands, and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for saving your life."

He really didn't expect that Lu Bushu would really dare to make a move. I originally thought that this scholar was a half-guy who would bear to leave, but I didn't expect it to ...... Careless.

If you don't agree with each other, you will kill each other, and you are worthy of being a ram! is worthy of being the big disciple that Dong Zhongshu has cultivated for many years!

Although his conduct is not good, from the perspective of ruthlessness, Lu Bushu does have a trace of Dong Zhongshu's shadow! There is a hint of the temperament of the Ram School tradition.

Bai Mingzhe, who is familiar with various historical classics, knows a truth deeply: don't regard the Ram School as a weak scholar. This group of guys really fought, and their combat effectiveness was no worse than that of the leading generals.

At this time, Confucian students were not Confucian students who were harmed by the Eight Strands, they were learning the six arts of Confucianism!

The six arts of Confucianism are divided into etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics, among which archery focuses on fighting!

Just look at Yuan Gu being put into a pigsty by the Empress Dowager Dou and fighting with wild boars. Not to mention the past, even now, letting a special soldier into the pigsty may not be able to beat a wild boar.

Although Yuan Gu got the sword given by Emperor Jing of Han and defeated the wild boar with the sword, but in the previous period of time, he stubbornly survived.

Don't be ruthless with the Ram School, this group of people can do anything!

Under the oppression of Huang Laozhixue, the ram lurked, and after the death of the Empress Dowager Dou, the ram made a comeback!

In just five years, no, it should be just two or three years, Dong Zhongshu has completed the reshuffle of doctors in the court. The hundred doctors of the Zhuzi were replaced by the Confucian doctors.

Don't underestimate the rams, the spirit of their bloodline inheritance is ruthless!

The lineage of the ram school is: Zixia → ram high → ram land→ ram dares to → ram longevity.

Although Zixia was a disciple of Confucius, he could not keep the great foundation of Confucianism, and abandoned the original to the end, speculating and imitating on the "traces", resulting in the idea of leading to the Legalists. In the end, the descendants of Zixia deviated from the original path of Confucianism.

Zixia's subordinates have Li Kui and Wu Qi; After Zixia, there are Han Fei and Li Si under Xunzi.

The descendants are all famous, and none of them are Confucian, except for orthodoxy.

After Zixia, one by one, they were either legalists or soldiers. Which is not ruthless, which is a fuel-efficient lamp?

Look at Wu Qi, if he leads 50,000 people, he dares to break the 500,000 army of the Qin army during the battle of Yin and Jin.

Li Si, in order to strengthen the rule of Great Qin, directly played a one-handed book burning pit Confucianism.

Dong Zhongshu, who was after the ram was high, fought against Taoism, Moism, Legalism, Yin and Yang, farmers, miscellaneous, vertical and horizontal, and famous masters with the strength of one person...... Hundreds of schools.

Ram School, which one can be easily provoked?

Bai Mingzhe was secretly glad that the captain named Su Jian in front of him drew his sword to help, if it weren't for Su Jian, I am afraid that he would have been in a different place just now.

Suddenly, a document flashed through his mind, and Bai Mingzhe, who was originally much more relaxed, suddenly tightened the strings in his mind again.

Wait, what's the name of this big man in front of you?

Su Jian?

Su Jian!!