"Manners, manners, you are also a world-famous Confucian, can you be so anxious to eat?" Zhu Houlie asked helplessly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the hotel, Zhu Houlie sat opposite a well-dressed Zhuge Wolong, and after salvaging Zhuge from prison with money, Zhu Houlie asked the bachelor to enter the inn to wash and dress again.

After dressing up, this Zhuge Wolong really has the immortal appearance of a hermit master, Zhu Houlie felt that if he was his name, he deserved to be the first learned person in this world, but when he was waiting for dinner, he found that he thought a little differently.

"What's wrong with the Great Confucian, isn't the Great Confucian a human being? If you stay in the prison for more than ten or twenty years, and can only beat your teeth with cockroaches every day, you may eat more ferociously than me!" Zhuge Wolong's mouth was stuffed with food, and he said nonchalantly.

If he really cared about his Confucian demeanor, how could he stay in prison for more than ten years with peace of mind? He had almost seen through the world, and he didn't care much about other people's evaluations of Zhuge Wolong, and he wanted to live in style with his own heart now.

"Hehe, if you really want this food, why do you want to stay in prison all the time? I don't believe you old boy can't afford to get out. Zhu Houlie pouted.

If he had stopped writing books, how could he have suffered such a crime? But if he really bowed to reality and the dark court, he would not be Zhuge Wolong.

"You kid. Zhuge Wolong rolled his eyes, "If it weren't for you using Daxian's books to seduce me, how could I come out with you." I don't know how happy I am to stay in prison, and if I run out, I will be scared and suffered?"

Zhuge Wolong is a book maniac, but he is not a book reading maniac. If he hadn't read a lot of books and read all the classics of the past dynasties, how could he have written a hand-me-down book that countless people worshipped?

"In the end, I am lonely and unheard, or there is really a Confucian sage in Da Zhou who is unknown to the world, the book that your kid took out before is definitely a Confucian classic, but the old man Yang Mingzi has never heard of it, it is really strange. ”

Maybe he ate too fast and was a little full, so Zhuge Wolong stopped chewing food now, thinking about the philosophy in the book "University Question", the university question is really a university question.

"If I don't have real skills, how can I confidently lure you out?" Zhu Houlie smiled.

When the world of A Chinese Ghost Story reached the Tang Dynasty, the historical process developed similarly, but after the Tang Dynasty, history changed greatly, there was no Song, only Zhou, and Chai Rong, who died early on the earth, did not die of illness in this world, so that the Zhao brothers lost the opportunity for Chen Qiao's mutiny and yellow robe. Originally, some celebrities in the Song Dynasty still appeared, and their writings were not far apart, but because of the differences in different dynasties, various classics after the Song Dynasty naturally could not appear.

"Could it be the new Great Confucian?" Zhuge Wolong said to himself.

He is not a person who does not listen to what is going on outside the window, although he often stays in prison, he often goes out to print books, and he still knows very well the literati classics of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the opposition. However, it has been almost three months since he last went out to print books, and it is not impossible for a hermit sage to finally take out his painstaking work and publish it.

"Fellow Daoists, you can go by yourself, go to the various bookstores in the world to see if there is any lie to you, only the poor Tao in the world has Mr. Yangming's writings. Zhu Houlie took a bite of meat and put it in his mouth and said confidently.

"Impossible, the university you gave me, the old man can confidently observe, but it is not a hand-copied version, but an engraved version, and there is also the name of the printing book at the back, although the font is a little different from the popular engraving plate now, but it is also a Chinese character, not Sanskrit and not Western characters. ”

Zhuge Wolong looked like don't lie to me, I'm not an old fool.

"Oh, then can we make another bet?" said Zhu Houlie with a smile.

"What bet?" Zhuge Wolong immediately became vigilant.

In the prison of Jinhua Mansion, Zhu Houlie made a bet with Zhuge Wolong, saying that Zhuge was a bit unworthy of his name, and he had several books written by Confucian Confucianism in his hand, which Zhuge Wolong had never seen. So the two made a bet that if there were really a few Confucian classics that Zhuge Wolong hadn't read, Zhuge Wolong would leave this prison with him.

Zhuge Wolong naturally won't believe it, of course he is not stupid, after all, if there is really something written by ordinary people who read books and has not circulated to say that the general number, it is normal that he has not read it. Therefore, Zhuge first emphasized that at least it must be a book at the level of Confucianism.

But after Zhuge took a cursory glance at the book "University Question", although the views in it may not be completely consistent with his, Zhuge Wolong had to admit that this is a Confucian-level book, and even its author Yang Mingzi's understanding of Confucianism is hidden in it.

A gentleman can be bullied, Zhuge Wolong finally fulfilled the agreement between Zhu Houlie and him, got out of this prison, and was with him temporarily. So when Zhu Houlie said that he wanted to bet again, he became vigilant in his heart.

"You can go to any bookstore and bookstore to see if there are any masterpieces of Mr. Yang Ming in the world besides me. If so, I will not interfere with your actions, and I will give you 10,000 taels of silver as compensation. If you don't have seniors, you have to promise me one thing. Zhu Houlie said with confidence.

"Ten thousand taels of silver, will the old man look at a few of your stinky money?" Zhuge Wolong sneered.

"What you said, old man, is that a little money is not worth mentioning, but there is nothing worth paying for it. Zhu Houlie thought for a while, and then said, "That's right, so let's do it, if you lose, I will do something for you that does not violate chivalry, does not violate justice and justice, and you can do what you can, and you are the same." ”

"Really?" Zhuge Wolong thought for a moment.

Although he felt that Zhu Houlie was cheating him again, according to what Zhu Houlie said, he did not violate chivalry or justice, and he did what he could, which made Zhuge Wolong feel that it was not a big deal even if he lost.

"Okay, the old man agreed. Zhuge Wolong said with a smile.

"A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!"

The two high-fived as an oath.

"Since you want me to find Yang Mingzi's book, then you must allow the old man to use a certain relationship and a certain amount of time to find it. Zhuge Wolong carefully analyzed.

"It's nature. Zhu Houlie responded after a little thought, "But you can't delay it for too long, you and I will take one month as the deadline, whether we succeed or not." A month later, you and I met in Guobei County, Jinhua Province. ”

"One month, Guobei County. Zhuge Wolong nodded and said, "Yes, where is the joint in Guobei County?"

"Lanruo Temple!"