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Chen Jiu said unhurriedly: "My lord, the grass people heard that there are many martyrs who died in battle in my Qingzhou conscription camp, and their families are having a difficult time now, and the grass people are doing their part to help everyone tide over the difficulties, and these three thousand taels of gold are not for adults, but for the families of those martyrs who died in battle."

As soon as these words came out, the state capital's complexion softened: "It's rare to have this heart, and I will accept this gold on behalf of everyone."

Chen Jiu motioned to the entourage behind him to put the gold aside, and then said: "The grass people don't have any requests, they just hope to get a pair of adult codex, and I hope that they can continue to figure it out in the future to improve their knowledge."

The state capital is in a good mood: "You are so generous, why is it difficult to write a handwritten letter."

After finishing speaking, the old body of the state capital slowly stood up straight, and then waved it: "Zhengda Guangming."

Chen Jiuru received a treasure: "Thank you to the state capital, the grass people have retired."

Chen Jiu put away the ink treasure and walked out with the two entourage, and the eyes of the state lord looked at the direction of Chen Jiu's departure, revealing a thoughtful expression.

When he got home, Chen Jiu looked at this handwritten book in his bedroom and laughed: "With this ink treasure, it is enough to deter a qiē ghost god."

The lord of the state capital has an official spirit, and this ink treasure is naturally extraordinary, and it also has the effect of suppressing evil.

"Shopkeeper, go and frame this calligraphy and painting and hang it in the hall for everyone to admire."

"It's the owner" heard that this was the ink treasure of the state capital, and the old shopkeeper was cautious, and then found someone to frame it.

Chen Jiu looked at the renovation of the restaurant that was about to be completed, and walked around with his hands behind his back: "Now you have to find a way to get some books and study them slowly, otherwise how can you be admitted to Qingyang Academy when the time comes."

Speaking of being admitted to Qingyang Academy, Chen Jiu had another headache: "This damn book Lao Tzu doesn't understand anything at all, so why take the test."

"Feiyan, do you know where to sell books?" Chen Jiu said with a headache as he looked at the little guy who was having fun there.

Feiyan patted her head with her little hand: "There is a book house in front, and there is an old Xiucai in it, who does the work of buying books and copying books all day long, if the son wants to buy books, you can go to him."

Hearing this, Chen Jiu walked out with the gold, greeted the bustling crowd, and came to the bookstore that Feiyan said.

"Three Flavor Library" Chen Jiu read.

"The three flavors of my prophet are for the three flavors of the book, a good name, a good name."

Chen Jiu's voice fell, and there was a burst of laughter from inside: "The name is good, the books in here are better, the son is not here to buy books, please come in and sit down, the price of this store must be fair."

When I bought the house, I was greeted by a room full of books, and then a scholar who shook his head, and the scholar was not very old, only twenty-three or fourteen years old.

Chen Jiu looked interesting: "You said that if I want to be admitted to Qingyang Academy, what book should I choose?"

After hearing Chen Jiu's words, the scholar put down the book, and then glanced at Chen Jiu seriously: "It is not difficult to be admitted to Qingyang Academy, but the difficult thing is to be able to get a good study."

Chen Jiu saw that his clothes were gray, obviously because he had washed them too many times: "Please also ask Brother Tai for guidance."

The scholar smiled: "I am a scholar of Qingyang Academy, you can ask me, the first thing I recommend this book is the Zhuzi scriptures, but the price is a bit expensive, I don't know if you are willing to spend this money?"

Chen Jiu threw the gold in his hand over: "This is ten taels of gold, you can introduce it to me first."

The scholar nodded, and put the gold into his sleeve: "If you want to say that these Zhuzi scriptures, there are countless them, but there are only six books that can really be used in Qingyang Academy, and there are only six books that can be learned, as long as these six Zhuzi scriptures are thoroughly eaten, then there is no problem in being admitted to Qingyang Academy and entering the first-class class."

"Oh, I don't know how much these six Zhuzi scriptures cost?".

"Hahaha, these six scriptures are priceless."

"Priceless, that means I can't afford it?" Chen Jiu said.

The scholar seemed to have reacted that he was overbragging, and if he bragged again, he would probably blow the guests away: "Hey, this is just a metaphor, I personally copied the scriptures of Zhuzi in the academy, and there are also my annotations in it, if you buy it and enter the first-class class, there is no problem."

Chen Jiu didn't seem to hear this guy's bragging, but directly asked the core question: "What is the price?"

The scholar glanced at Chen Jiu: "These six books are thousands of gold, no, no, they will be sold to you for 100 gold."

Chen Jiu showed a smile: "Am I so like a wronged boss?"

Although the scholar didn't know what the wronged head was, he could almost understand the meaning: "Hey, even if you are ruthless, the minimum is fifty gold, it can't be lower, and if it's low, I won't sell it."

Books are indeed one of the most valuable things in this year, and now Confucianism and Taoism are all over the world, and it is not an exaggeration to say that a good article is a thousand words.

Chen Jiu flipped through the book, the annotations in it were indeed very detailed, looking at the young man's slightly anxious gaze, Chen Jiu also felt that the price was about the same.

"Okay, deal" Chen Jiu took out the gold happily, and the two sides cleared up.

Seeing Chen Jiu walking out with the book in his arms, the scholar touched the gold with a smile: "Hey, remember to come to me next time, I'll give you a discount."

Holding the book, Chen Jiu returned to the bedroom, opened the first book "Liezi Quotations", and flipped through them one by one, which is indeed a lot of rare essence sentences.

"There are hundreds of schools of thought in this world, and there are hundreds of schools of thought in my previous life, but I really don't know if the scriptures of the sons of my previous life can be eaten in this world."

Thinking of this, Chen Jiu picked up his brush, spread out the rice paper, and walked the dragon and snake: "Zi said: When you learn, you can't talk about it, you have friends from afar, people don't know and don't speak, and you don't know it."

After the stroke was written, the air flow above Qingzhou City surged, and the righteous qi was chaotic, and it exploded in an instant, like a thunderous sound that spread all over the Quartet: "Zi said: Learning and learning is not ,,,."

All the citizens in Qingzhou City seemed to feel that there was a saint preaching and preaching the words of a saint in the dark.

Within a hundred miles of Qingzhou Mansion, the demons, ghosts, snakes and gods fled quickly, and the city god of Yin Si was hidden, and a saint arrived, and the ghosts and gods avoided it.

The purple qi on the horizon was slowly generated, but unfortunately, because Chen Jiu stopped writing, all the visions disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the purple qi that gradually formed also dissipated instantly.

In Qingyang Academy, the great Confucian suddenly stood up: "Who is it, who is it that wants to break through the realm of saints, why did it fail again, when will a sub-saint come to my Qingzhou Mansion."

Chenghuang, the state capital, looked at the mortal world with a gloomy face: "All ghosts and gods are avoided, and there is a sub-saint coming, so you must not disturb the saint."

The judge's face was ugly: "Count you lucky, there is a sub-saint coming, otherwise this seat will have to drag you into reincarnation, and send an order, so that all the little ghosts will come back to me."

In the restaurant, Chen Jiu looked at the manuscript full of righteousness, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Is this the manuscript of the saints?, I didn't expect that I actually wrote the manuscript of the saints, if I meet the old demon of Montenegro in the future, I only need to sacrifice the manuscript, and it will not instantly turn the other party into ashes."

Chen Jiu couldn't understand why he was able to write the manuscript of the saints, and after a little pondering, he understood: "It was not that I wrote the manuscript of the saints, but the words of the sons were born in this world for the first time, and it is naturally the words of the saints.

Chen Jiu put pen to paper again: "Zi said: Learning and learning is not ,,,."

There is no vision, like an ordinary piece of paper, and there is no Haoran righteousness to accompany it: "If this is the case, only when the quotations of the sons appear for the first time, there will be such a vision, although each sentence can only be used once, but so many saints in later generations, every sentence appears once in the manuscript of the saint, Chen Jiu has made a lot of money."

"It seems that in the future, I will find a good book paper, and then bind it into a book, and I will make a book of Zhuzi quotations by myself."

Chen Jiu looked at the quotations of Zhuzi written for the first time, took out a fire fold, and burned it for a while before arriving: "If this is the case, the sage's manuscript is naturally supported by the great power of heaven and earth, and he is not afraid of water, fire, swords, and guns, it seems that I will have to work hard in the future."

Chen Jiu was cautious, and received the manuscript of Zhuzi into his arms like a treasure: "In the future, my brother's life will also be guaranteed."