Li Bai was kicked out after all.

When he said those words cheekily, in exchange for a mocking smile on Lao Dao's face, he slapped the table, and after a moment he heard solemn footsteps outside the hall, and then he was honestly escorted outside the Stargazing Pavilion, and the group of mages did not break their promises, and were waiting for him at the door.

The mood is still chaotic, but the result is actually quite good.

The previous remarks were just excuses.

As a businessman in his previous life, Li Bai never believed that there was a white lunch in this world. Even if there is a so-called gift from fate, it must be secretly marked with a price.

For investment, Li Bai's first consideration is never the return, but the risk, that is, the price he must pay behind these benefits, some of the costs are even indistinguishable, and for this kind of investment that cannot distinguish what price needs to be paid, his idea has always been very simple, stay away and don't touch.

The simple rationale is that this cost is an unknown risk that can be infinitely large or negligible. But according to Murphy's Law, the possibility of infinite risk is too high for him to bear, and the more rewarding it is, the more so.

From this, it can be seen that Li Bai's business philosophy is cautious.

However, this is only from the perspective of investment and income, without any emotional factors. Aggrieved to the extreme, what he can do may even be afraid of him thinking about it. But now it is clear that he has no worries about that.

The other party should really be the famous American astronomer Hubble in history, so he is also a traverser, but what does this mean? If you are a traverser, will you definitely take care of yourself for no reason?

It never made sense. Even if it would, there would be a reason. But the other party didn't say, and he wouldn't ask.

It won't be a trivial matter.

A generation of national teachers, the power is monstrous, listening to the meaning is still with the old martial queen, then at least three generations of emperors have served, for this kind of old monster who has been a human for two generations, if it must be involved in something, there will definitely be a lot of follow-up troubles. Not to mention that in this era, man governs society, and his head is not too valuable.

Worried, he didn't have the heart to talk, and as a monk, the mage estimated that he usually didn't talk much, so he got into the carriage again in a dull way, and sent Li Qing out of the inner city all the way.

Until the carriage stopped in front of a post station.

"It's already here, I've said hello here, your family is here for the time being, if you want to move out in the future, just let me know." The great monk explained.

Following a group of mages to get out of the carriage, Li Bai was about to say goodbye, but the great monk took out a string of quaint keys from his arms and solemnly handed them over.

"...... this?" Li Bai asked knowingly.

"This is the key in the Stargazing Pavilion, there are two keys to the door, one is stored in my place, and the others are here. The keys to all the rooms in the pavilion are also here, so no one enters on weekdays. My key to the door can't be abandoned just because of the stargazing platform on the stargazing pavilion, you ...... Let's do it for ourselves. The mage seemed to want to say more, but when the words came to his mouth, he finally swallowed them, turned into a sigh, and followed the four words of his own.

This is the third time I heard these four words today, which made Li Bai feel a little unlucky, and after thinking about it, he still took the key in his hand. He couldn't afford to refuse this kindness at this time. And it didn't matter if he got the keys, he never planned to live in them anyway.

Or in the future he will walk into that building again, but that is also when he has enough strength.

The palm of his hand had just touched the unique coolness of metal, and a dull bell suddenly sounded in the distance, Li Bai subconsciously glanced sideways at the sound, and when he turned around, he saw that the great monk was already sad.

"The national teacher immortal has gone, His Majesty once said that on the day the national teacher immortal goes, he will be treated with national courtesy, but now he has fulfilled this promise...... "The old monk folded his hands and bowed respectfully in the direction of the inner city.

Li Bai noticed that at this time, everyone on the street was full of surprise at this time, looking in the direction of the inner city, and after a while, his own knights roared from the inner city, shouting loudly: "The national teacher has died, Your Majesty's oral decree, the state funeral, the city will be closed for three days, and the people will sacrifice!" ”

The shouts and cheers came from far and near, continuously.

Li Bai looked confused, that old way, is he really dead?!

……

It's really dead! For three whole days, Chang'an City was deserted, the East and West Cities were not allowed to operate, and the doors of the various office areas in the Imperial City were closed and not open at all.

Yes, everyone went to lay flowers for the funeral of the old Taoist priest, how could they have time to go to the office? According to the staff in the post station, Pingkangfang, the most lively place in Chang'an City on weekdays and nights, has lost the red candles shining high, singing and dancing, just a dark patch.

It also makes sense that during the state funeral, he still soaked in the green building to drink and have fun, which is really unreasonable. Even if there are dignitaries who can't stand loneliness, they must be happy in their own mansions, and if they are too happy at this time, at least they will be reprimanded.

Although he didn't go out, judging from his daily contact with the people at these post stations, he was really popular with this Wu Guoshi. There are so many restrictions, but they have not caused displeasure in people's hearts, and there are many sighs.

Some general deeds of the old Taoist priest, Li Bai also learned about seventy-seven eighty-eight from the side knocks in the past three days.

It is said that this old man not only sees the so-called celestial image very accurately, but also has a good ability to call for wind and rain, a few years ago a great drought is the old man's practice to ask for nectar, to solve the suffering of drought among hundreds of people in a radius, this thing has to be traced back to the era of Wu Zhou, the truth can not be tested, but look at the appearance of the person who swore about this matter, it must be true.

Moreover, Chang'an City has been smooth in recent years, and it has been directly attributed to the head of this old Taoist priest sitting on the head of Chang'an.

Of course, Li Bai wouldn't believe that this old man really had the ability, it was nothing more than a general understanding of some knowledge of atmospheric movement, and then he would pretend to be a ghost and play tricks, well, it should probably be like this.

If you really have this ability, why can't the old man go to heaven? But people who can't stand this era are too easy to fool, in an era when the productive forces are too underdeveloped and education can't keep up, it's not surprising that everything can be related to gods and monsters.

No wonder he can be buried by the current saint of a country, no wonder he can have such power in this Chang'an City, I'm afraid they all regard this old liar as a god, right? This Hubble is really hard.

So the question is, the person who is better than him works harder than him, what is the use of him continuing to work hard?