Chapter 34: Ancient Dreams

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But how could the matter of Jiang Liu's seizure of the sword, to say the least, be said to be twenty years ago, to be caught today?

Thinking of this, Shen Du suddenly had doubts in his heart, and couldn't help frowning.

It's been a long time.

"Shen Gongzi. Seeing that he didn't react for a long time, Yu Lao screamed.

Shen Du came back to his senses and pulled the sackcloth casually, covering the cold sword blade.

He thought for a moment, and then said, "Old Yu, this sword is extraordinary, I don't know if you can sell it to me?"

Yu Lao waved his hand and said, "If you like it, take it, and don't have any money." It's useless for me to keep the ones that I picked up. ā€

After all, this sword involves major affairs in the court, and there are some disputes and criticisms, and revealing it at will may cause trouble. Yu Lao didn't know anything about this, if he put it there, he was afraid that there would be some hidden dangers.

But after all, it is a divine blade, and Shen Dude will definitely be of great help, if he really takes it for nothing, it is really unreasonable.

"With such a sword, I can't take such a big advantage. Shen Du said, and then took out a few silver tickets from his arms, "These five hundred taels of silver tickets, although they are not as valuable as this sword, have the right to make a little thought." ā€

If the Zhongxiao sword is sold, it will be more than five hundred taels, but I am afraid that there will be people who want it if it is ten thousand taels. Shen Du gave five hundred taels, not because he was stingy with money, but because Yu Lao, an old man, suddenly got a huge fortune, and once it was revealed, it would inevitably attract covetousness.

Five hundred taels of silver, although it is not too much, but it is also worth the harvest of Yu Lao for many years. With this money, it must be enough to enjoy your old age in peace.

Seeing this, Yu Lao was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said, "This ...... This...... It's too much to do, it's too much. Although he said this, his eyes couldn't help but look at the silver ticket in Shen Du's hand, and he was a little entangled and unbearable.

Five hundred taels of silver, how can he, a common man, really not be moved, but he can't erase this face.

Shen Du smiled slightly, and then took back a silver ticket: "Since this is the case, how about four hundred taels?"

"This ......" Yu Lao was speechless, and there was a faint pain on his face.

This prevarication, a hundred taels is gone.

"Four hundred taels is too much?" Shen Du pretended to be surprised, and took another one, "Then three hundred taels." ā€

Yu Lao's expression became more and more struggling: "I...... I ......"

He struggled for a long time, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Shen Du immediately laughed, and together with the two that he had received, he stuffed the five hundred taels of silver tickets into Yu Lao's palm: "You can keep it." ā€

The silver tickets are in the palm of your hand, and it will be difficult to push them.

Seeing this, Yu Lao couldn't help but show a little embarrassment, hesitated for a while, and carefully put away the silver ticket: "That...... Then thank Shen Gongzi. ā€

Shen Du wrapped Zhongxiao in linen a few times, thought about it and said, "Old Yu, the origin of this sword is extraordinary, it's better not to talk to outsiders at will." ā€

Yu Lao listened and nodded again and again: "That's natural." ā€

Then, Shen Du picked up his things, took the Zhongxiao sword, and turned to leave.

Passing through the bustling morning market, I came to the door of a bookstore.

There is a plaque on the book house, which reads the words "Jing Shuzhai", and the gesture is elegant, as if revealing a little elegant bookish atmosphere.

When I entered the Jing Shu Zhai, there was a low cabinet in front of the door, on which were stacked several stacks of books, which were piled quite high.

The shopkeeper of Jing Shuzhai was a middle-aged man in a Confucian robe, with three strands of long hair, sitting behind a low cabinet, holding a book in his hand, reading with relish, as if he had not even noticed that Shen Du had come in.

"Shopkeeper Liu. ā€

The middle-aged man frowned, then raised his head and said with a smile: "It's Shen Gongzi who is here." ā€

Shen Du nodded: "Does the shopkeeper have some new ancient language books?"

He would often come to visit the quiet study, just to find some ancient language books, to see if he could find any clues of the words on the fragments.

In addition to Jing Shuzhai, he also visited other bookstores in Qingshi County at least once and bought many ancient books, but except for more knowledge, he did not find any valuable clues.

Shen Du didn't feel any disappointment about this, after all, the fragment was a monk's thing, and it seemed to be quite mysterious, so it must have some origin, and it would take a lot of effort to figure it out.

"On the second floor of the third bookshelf over there, there's a new ancient book, and it seems that some of it is a miscellaneous conversation about ancient languages, so you can go and check it out. The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and said.

Following his guidance, Shen Du turned around and walked over.

As he was walking, he passed by a bookshelf, but saw that it was empty, as if it had been emptied, Shen Du was a little curious, and asked casually: "Shopkeeper Liu, why is it empty?"

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at it, and then smiled: "It's for Young Master Wu to move in." ā€

"Not long ago, the young master of the Wu family didn't know what happened, and he was actually broken by someone, and he still can't move. He seemed to be a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but shake his head, "I don't know what kind of disaster it is, it is said that Master Wu actually changed his favor and scolded Young Master Wu fiercely." ā€

After a pause, Shopkeeper Liu continued: "It is estimated that Young Master Wu really plans to change his past mistakes this time, and he sent people to buy these sage classics." ā€

"Sage classics?" Shen Du shook his head with a smile, but he didn't say more, walked a few more steps, and arrived at the bookshelf that the shopkeeper pointed to.

The shelves are full of rare old books, of different styles, and more or less damaged.

On the second floor of the bookshelf, there is only one book, which should be the one that Shopkeeper Liu said.

Reaching out to take it off, I saw four words written on the cover, "Ancient Dream Talk".

Shen Du was not in a hurry to look through it, and he bought ingredients in the morning market, so he should have gone back earlier.

He took "Ancient Dream Talk", returned to the low cabinet, and asked Shopkeeper Liu, "How much is this book?"

"Sixty taels. ā€

Shen Du was stunned: "So expensive?"

Ordinary books, at most, are only 180 yuan, and this "Ancient Dream Talk" is nearly 100 times larger.

"This is a rare book, and it may be a unique one. Fortunately, it's a miscellaneous note, if it's a collection of famous writers, I'm reluctant to sell it. Shopkeeper Liu shook his head, "Besides, the bookshelf is full of old books, and it's not all thousands of dollars." ā€

Shen Du was skeptical, but he didn't bother to say anything, after all, he was not short of any silver now.

took sixty taels of silver tickets, handed them to Shopkeeper Liu, and after greeting them, he turned around and left directly.

"Childe walks slowly. Shopkeeper Liu looked at the silver ticket in his hand, and couldn't help but smile, and he didn't even know where to throw the book in hand.

......

On the street not far from Jing Shuzhai, there were several men in strong clothes standing in one place, all with serious and solemn expressions.

"Well, have you found any news?" said a tall man with his arms folded across his chest and a frown.

The rest of the people looked at each other, but they all shook their heads and didn't speak.

Seeing this, the tall man couldn't help but be silent, and then waved his hand: "Continue to investigate." ā€

"Yes. The men dispersed, leaving him alone.

After a moment, the tall man sighed slightly, and turned to leave.