"Embroidered Imperial History?"

The catcher and the crowd quickly parted to both sides, which further set off the man's tiger and tiger might, Jing Yang saw the drastic change in his face and blurted out.

"He is worthy of being the son of the former Shangshu family, who knows us!"

The big man grinned and waved his big hand: "Take it!"

"I'm not a thief!"

Seeing those catchers rudely rolling up the paintings, Jingyang didn't dare to protect them this time, so he could only beg bitterly: "My father told the old man to return to his hometown, he was seriously ill, and his family was overstretched, so he came out to sell paintings in order to buy medicine, and begged the adults to let him go!"

The big man sneered and turned a deaf ear.

The embroidered imperial history is a special institution that is ordered to punish the prison for rape and supervise the officials and nobles, and directly belongs to the Son of Heaven.

Two hundred years ago, there were relatives in rebellion, Jiang Tianzi listened to the advice of the Legalists, set up a direct point to the imperial history, because of the early wearing embroidered clothes, also known as embroidered clothes, holding a scepter, inspecting inspectors, and arresting rebellions.

Later, this institution continued and became a knife hanging over the heads of hundreds of officials, Jingyang, as the son of the Ministry of Rites, is certainly no stranger to the embroidered imperial history.

However, his father once taught him a Confucian method, as long as he looked up to the heavens and the earth and had a clear conscience, he could not be afraid of these imperial histories, but when the iron hoop-like palm of the big man grabbed it, the terrifying momentum was firmly locked, Jingyang only felt that his mind was blank and he couldn't think of anything.

"His father is a capable minister who governs the world, has made great contributions to the country and the people, and now he is down, how can he be humiliated?"

At this moment, a little streamer came out of the crowd and submerged into Jingyang's body.

Sou!

A majestic white aura rose from the top of Jingyang's head.

This is the protection of Confucianism, but it is not owned by Jingyang itself, but by the blessing of his ancestors.

Jingyang's father is Jing Heng, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, who used to be even in the middle of the three yuan, the title of the gold list, and he was also honest and honest after being an official.

And the spirit of humanity not only allows the human race to continue its inheritance, but also protects the merits, and the descendants of such good officials, as long as they do not do evil and corrupt the family style, can be sheltered.

"Let's go!"

The big man was originally coercive with his momentum, but he didn't give Jingyang a chance to stimulate his literary spirit, so he had to be put in prison, and he didn't let them concoct it, but he didn't expect to be stimulated by outsiders, and his fierce eyes swept through the crowd, turned around and left, without dragging his feet.

The two catchers quickly put down the scroll and hurriedly left.

The onlookers saw that there was no more excitement and quickly dispersed, Jingyang looked around blankly, and saw a young man standing not far away, looking at him with a smile.

"Thank you for saving me!"

He settled down, hurriedly stepped forward, and bowed in thanks.

"Let's talk in a different place!"

Gu Cheng waved his hand.

is not nosy, saving people at will, he understands the way of heaven, and has the ability to see through fate in the dark, knowing that if Fuxi does not interfere secretly, the third reincarnation should have a close connection with the down-and-out son in front of him.

"Good!

Jingyang carefully put away the painting, touched the money bag, and a trace of embarrassment flashed on his face, but he also hardened his head.

The two came to a medium-sized tavern, Jingyang carefully ordered a table of wine and food, raised his wine glass, and said respectfully: "Haven't asked the benefactor for his name?"

The demons all hunt their first prey when they become adults, and they will have names.

Gu Cheng has not yet recorded his name in the Yaksha royal family, this world is a test for Nuwa Shi, and he doesn't want to use his real name, his eyes moved, and he replied according to the original trajectory: "Sedum." ”

"This family!"

Jingyang was overjoyed and became closer.

"When my father was still a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, my classmates and friends praised me for being good at poetry and painting, and my writing was brilliant, hum, they were all fake!"

"My father is loyal and can learn from the sun and the moon, but Your Majesty is a villain, Yuan Xianchen, that Xiangguo wantonly asks for bribes, and the friends are in the township, which makes the people of Gyeongju miserable, and the government and the opposition know everything......!

Jingyang, as the son of an official eunuch, although he has been pampered since he was a child, he is not completely without a city government, but this time, somehow, a few glasses of wine are down, full of desires, and beans are poured into the bamboo tube, which is really everything.

Gu Cheng quickly had an understanding of the current situation of the Human Realm Dynasty.

Jiang Guo has ruled for nearly a thousand years, the longevity of the human race in this world is long, and the life span of the Son of Heaven is also the same, and the longest reign is the second Jiang Mingzong passed down by Gu Cheng.

Ming Zong ruled the world for a hundred years, the officials ruled the Qingming, the human world was stable, and the Quartet was completely stabilized.

This is related to the suppression of the national fortune of the Zijin Holy Dragon and the ascension of the Jiang Dynasty to the immortal realm.

However, 500 years later, the people from outside the country gathered in Siyi and invaded the border, and chaos finally appeared, especially the rebellion of relatives more than 200 years ago.

Since then, the embroidered imperial history was established, and the three generations of the Son of Heaven were either strict for the government, the general authority, and the power did not hesitate, or they were pro-villains, far virtuous ministers, and greedy for pleasure.

Now this son of heaven is even more arrogant and lascivious, and the dynasty that has lasted for thousands of years has reached a turning point of prosperity and decline.

Gu Cheng's eyes moved, looking at the Human King City from afar, watching the purple gold dragon aura decay, revealing his thoughts.

It's a novel experience.

Not to mention the power of the big man in the main world to turn the tide, he has done it more than once to save the lives of the dynasty in the small world.

But every time he was in the position of the emperor, and now he is from the perspective of a bystander.

The king of the previous life, single-handedly ended the turbulent times of the Spring and Autumn Period, created a centralized and unified dynasty, let the people live and work in peace and contentment, and let the humane spirit be inherited from a hundred schools of thought to the world.

After a thousand years, the number of dynastic qi is approaching, is it to continue the national fortune, or to go with the flow?

"Let's not talk about those bad things, when you first arrived in Yuzhou, if you have no place to live, how about staying in my house temporarily?"

Gu Cheng's deep groan was interrupted by Jingyang's hospitable voice: "My home is on the west bank of Longhu Lake outside the city. ”

"Jing Gong is seriously ill, if I bother again, it will be an additional burden on you, is it a friend's doing?"

This time, Gu Cheng didn't accept it and shook his head.

"Me!"

Jing Yang's face flushed, and he wanted to say something, but he was powerless to refute it after all, and lowered his head.

"Jing Gong has been an official in the court for many years, and he has not left any property?"

Gu Cheng's eyes moved slightly, and he asked again.

"My father never took bribes and was greedy for ink, he lived in poverty, and although his clan was in business, he was also taken away by the Xiangguo. ”

Jingyang sighed: "There were originally some industries left in Yuzhou City, but in order to prepare elixirs, they have been sold out, and only the last pawnshop remains, and it really can't be sold......"

"Pawnshop?"

Gu Chengdao: "I'm a little interested in this business, why don't you go and have a look?"

Half an hour later, the two came to a dilapidated shop in the east of the city.

This is the pawnshop that can't even be sold, the location is remote, there are few pedestrians, and it is a little gloomy.

It's not a haunted house, it's all pawnshops.

Jiang Guo has defined the three religions and nine streams, pawn belongs to one of the outer nine industries, which is essentially a kind of lending industry, and the status of regular merchants is quite high, so he disdains it.

Later, gradually, the location of the pawnshop was also exquisite, all of them were in the yin position in the city formation, and those who entered had to shudder, which was to warn those who came not to pawn easily, which shows the dynasty's attitude towards pawns.

That's why this shop is rotten and can't be sold, and it can't be changed if you want to.

"Alas!"

Jingyang looked at the shop covered with cobwebs, and even the worship of Shangsheng Fan Li was withdrawn, and the glimmer of hope that had just risen dispersed directly, shaking his head and leaving.

"Wait!"

Gu Cheng stopped him and made a suggestion: "This pawnshop will be handed over to me and pay the rent on a monthly basis, how about it?"

"No, no, no!"

Jingyang was stunned, showing a touched look, but he puffed up his chest and refused: "I have hands and feet, I must be self-reliant!"

In order to relieve their family, this person actually came up with a tactful method, which is really touching.

But as the son of Shangshu, he is upright, how can he accept the food that comes from him?

Gu Chengshu smiled: "Then I won't pay rent, let me do it for three months first, it's empty anyway." ”

"Okay!"

When Jing Yang heard this, he hesitated for a moment before agreeing, but he said strangely: "Is the capital enough, the pawn shop doesn't have enough gold and silver spirit coins, but it's not good!"

"This pawn shop can pawn everything they want to pawn in exchange for a return that exceeds the amount of money and money, depending on whether they are willing to pay ......"

Gu Cheng looked at the empty plaque, flicked his sleeves, and a piece of Chen Mu flew in, and he wrote four big characters with his hand-

Yongan pawnshop!

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