"Hello?"
"You can't hear me talking to you?"
The woman was a little angry when she saw that the man ignored her.
But thinking about this majestic man's body, the woman suppressed her anger: "I don't like to chat with others. The last price is 10,000 yuan, come with me!"
When the people around him heard this, they all exclaimed in surprise.
Ten thousand dollars is not a small amount of money.
That is enough for ordinary people to live comfortably for several years.
But the man still ignored her.
The woman suddenly became angry when she saw that the other party ignored her.
"It's your blessing that I like you, don't be so shameless!"
After hearing this, the man finally turned to look at the woman.
He only said one word lightly: "Get out!"
After hearing this, how could the woman endure it?
The woman said angrily: "Who are you with..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw the man's eyes like a beast.
Seeing such a fierce look, the woman was really frightened.
She swallowed back the curse words that had reached her lips, and then said the next sentence: "Good boy, just wait..."
Then, he left.
Finding the scene in front of him interesting, Li Chengqian turned his head and looked to the side, and saw a paragraph written at his feet.
The general idea is that I spent all my savings to treat my mother, and now that my mother is dead, I have no money to bury her.
I am willing to sell myself as a slave to a well-intentioned man, just for some money to bury my mother.
"What a filial son..."
Li Chengqian raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
But before he could make any move, Gao Zhixing on the side had already raised his hand and untied the money bag hanging from Li Chengqian's waist and threw it towards the man.
The man reacted quickly, caught the money bag, and then looked at Gao Zhixing with a puzzled expression.
Gao Zhixing raised his head and said, "It's not much money, but it should be enough. Let's use it to bury my aunt."
The man knelt down facing Gao Zhixing and said, "My benefactor is so kind and virtuous that I can't repay him. From today on, my life belongs to my benefactor..."
Seeing this, Gao Zhixing chuckled, turned around and left.
As he walked, he said: "Everyone encounters trouble sometimes. After burying your aunt, let's find a way to make a living and live a good life..."
Then, he took Li Chengqian away.
Looking at Gao Zhixing's back.
Li Chengqian really wanted to kick him for a moment.
What does this mean?
Are you using your own money to give him face?
Gao Zhixing looked back at Li Chengqian and said, "What's the matter? You can't bear to give up money?"
"It's not that I don't want to give up money."
"I just want to say, when you do something, can you ask me first?"
Li Chengqian pointed to his empty waist and said, "Do you know that this is considered robbery?"
"hehe."
Gao Zhixing said nonchalantly: "When I get back, I will return it to you."
"I owe you this little money?"
Li Chengqian's face was full of dissatisfaction: "What I'm missing is something wrong."
"Okay, I'll introduce someone to you later."
Gao Zhixing smiled and said: "This guy is a rare talent in our Datang Dynasty. You must seize the opportunity."
Hearing this, Li Chengqian was in a daze.
A rare talent in the Tang Dynasty?
Why don't you know?
However, Gao Zhixing didn't give him a chance to think more and walked away directly.
Li Chengqian had no choice but to quickly follow his footsteps.
…
Chang'an.
A most beautiful place for a frontier warrior.
For the sake of peace here, soldiers are willing to shed blood and even sacrifice their lives.
Over the years, countless men have died on the battlefield for this belief.
Of course, prosperity is only on the surface.
No matter what dynasty, no matter what era, no matter where you are, money is needed.
Some border soldiers may never be able to take a single look at Chang'an City in their entire lives.
If a person has no money, no matter how famous he is, it will be of no use.
In the city, at the entrance of a wine shop.
An old man with a withered face was carried out of the wine shop by four people and dumped on the street.
Seeing the old man's desolate appearance, many passers-by on the street stopped and wanted to see what was going on.
The old man's clothes were ragged and he looked like an old beggar.
Moreover, he exuded a strong and unpleasant smell of alcohol, and many people couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses in disgust.
After the old man rolled over on the ground, he got up from the ground and said drunkenly: "Wine, I want wine..."
"Drinking, okay. Do you have money?"
"Yes...I have money..."
The old man sat on the ground and rummaged through his pockets.
But his money has long been spent.
He raised his head and asked the waiter: "Can I pay on credit?"
"Credit?"
"You don't have enough money to drink?"
One waiter rolled his eyes and said: "Get away quickly, don't delay our business."
The old man tightened his clothes and lay down directly on the ground. He turned his back to the waiter and said, "Wine, give me the wine and I will leave. If there is no wine, I will sit here and not leave."
Seeing that the old man refused to leave, the waiter in the shop was unhappy and came forward and said, "Hey, you old scoundrel, do you really think I don't dare to hit you?"
The waiter in the shop looked at the passers-by around him and said, "Come on guys, let me comment."
"This old guy has been living in our store for more than two years with just a jade pendant."
"The previous old shopkeeper was kind-hearted and didn't want to argue with him."
"Now that the shopkeeper has changed, it would be better for him to stay put. Isn't this a rogue move?"
Upon hearing this, the passers-by all around pointed at the old man.
"This old man is quite interesting. You don't have money but you still want to drink?"
"At first glance, he looks like an old drunkard. He drank until his wife and children were gone, and he is still drinking."
"That's right, why are people like this still alive? It would be better to die than live."
The old man seemed to have heard nothing and still sat there.
"Just say a few words, this person looks familiar to me."
A man who obviously looked like a scholar who had been studying for several years glanced at the old man, frowned and said, "Do you think this person looks familiar?"
"Not to mention, he looks a bit familiar to me."
"You look familiar, but I don't know you."
The old man stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and looked at the books held in the hands of the young scholar.
"Don't read these things in the future, they are all bullshit."
"It's okay to mislead people, but trying to read the truth from it is simply nonsense."
Upon hearing this, another scholar next to him was unhappy and glared at the old man: "What do you know, you old beggar?"
"This is the policy for governing the country and ensuring peace written by the then Prime Minister Wei Zhengwei. How can someone like you slander it?"
"Is this thing worthy of being called a strategy for governing the country?"
The old man said with disdain: "It's not as reasonable as the children's songs my apprentice wrote when he was eight years old."
"And with your talents and qualifications, even if I explain the truth in the book to you word by word, it will still be correct."
Without waiting for the two scholars to refute, the old man continued: "No matter how nonsense this book is, Wei Zheng is quite good at managing a country's internal affairs..."
