The wretched man looked around cheerfully: "Yes, I wonder what kind of plate you want, young master?"
Young Master Liu took a breath and looked at the wretched man in front of him in astonishment: "Brother, don't tease me. How can I have a game at this time?"
The wretched man opened up his outer jacket, which was filled with various colorful glazed porcelain plates: "Young master, those who want official kilns or private kilns, and those from official kilns are all exquisite porcelain plates that are sent as tribute to the palace. A plate costs fifty taels of silver! A plate from a private kiln costs five taels of silver, but I recommend you, young master, to buy a plate from an official kiln, with more exquisite designs!"
Young Master Liu's mouth twitched as he looked at the dish hanging on the wretched man's body and was speechless.
It's really like a chicken talking to a duck playing the piano.
"Forget it, stop trading, let's talk about the book, can you inspect the goods first?"
The wretched man took out three books from somewhere and put them in front of Young Master Liu: "One thousand taels of silver each, no bargaining. If you really want it, I will give you two more books, Master!"
"Crazy, crazy, a book costs a thousand taels of silver. Why don't you go and grab it? I only paid a hundred taels of silver to go to Tianxiang Tower to watch a reality show. One book is enough to go there ten times. Forget it. No more!"
The wretched man didn't stop Young Master Liu from leaving and said calmly: "It's awesome, this young master really doesn't think about it?"
Young Master Liu, who was about to wait for the bus, was stunned again and couldn't help but swallowed his saliva: "Just tell me an honest price. If it works, I'll take it!"
"Young Master, if you go to another place to see if you can find the colored forbidden book, I won't bother you!"
"etc!"
The wretched man looked at Young Master Liu happily: "Young Master agrees?"
"The fixed price is 2,500%, so what if I don't let you give me the gift? You can't just pay back the price, right?"
"Okay...Okay! Let's inspect the goods!"
The wretched man handed the three books to Mr. Liu with a hint of reluctance!
Liu Mingzhi took the book and flipped through the first page. His eyes lit up. He immediately closed it and put it in his arms. He took out three banknotes from his sleeves and stuffed them into the wretched man: "I've got the money and goods. I'll say goodbye. I'll pay you back next time if I have something good." Come here and ask the owner of this mansion to inform me, I won’t treat you badly!”
"Hey, Master, you gave me an extra five hundred taels of the promised two thousand five hundred taels!"
"I didn't give you much. I'm either a poor man with money, or I just like to talk about prices. I'll just forget about the hardships and think about the sweets! Goodbye!"
The wretched man stared blankly at the slowly passing carriage and stuffed the three thousand taels of silver notes in his hand into his arms.
It was only when the carriage disappeared around the corner that the wretched middle-aged man straightened up and lived up to his wretched appearance.
On the contrary, there is a feeling of immortality, like a worldly master who is not stained by dust.
"Alas, senior brother asked Pindao to hand over the Taoist classic "Yin Yang Harmony and Great Compassion" to the hands of Wanhuhou. I don't know whether it is right or wrong. It is a pity that another Taoist classic will be lost! The ancestors of the Three Qing Dynasties are the sages of the past, and my disciple Deng Yangming Unworthy!"
Deng Yangming shook his head and sighed, and his figure disappeared like a ghost on the street in front of Zhu Run's Hou Mansion.
The direction is exactly the Tianxiang Tower, the most famous brothel in Beijing!
This guy is another 'sanctimonious' guy like Li Buyi.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... I, Old Mother Diului, are the descriptions and illustrations completely inconsistent with the facts? Why are they the same as scriptures? Forbidden books? Scriptures? I, Old Mother Diului, can't that be what this wretched man said? Dialects, right? Aren’t scriptures with illustrations still scriptures?”
An Gou'er shook his head helplessly as he listened to Young Master Liu's tut in the carriage. His eldest brother was just like his godfather Liu Zhian when he was not serious.
Mr. Liu looked at the contents of the book with a red face: "Forget it, let's just read it as a comic strip...Pfft..."
"Uu...Brother, what's wrong with you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, An Gouer's simple sword was already out of its sheath, and he immediately opened the curtain and got into the carriage.
Liu Mingzhi's face was a little hot and he pointed at Dabei Fu, which had fallen in the carriage: "My Dantian feels like it's being burned, it feels like it's about to explode!"
An Gou'er grabbed Mr. Liu's wrist and felt his pulse: "The blood is boiling like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring. It doesn't look like he was injured at all!"
An Gou'er did not hesitate to quickly wipe a little blood from the corner of Young Master Liu's mouth and put it under his nose to sniff: "No, the smell of this blood is wrong, it seems to be congestion and has a slight fishy smell, but brother, you haven't been injured at all. Maybe there will be blood stasis and vomiting out?"
Liu Mingzhi's hot complexion slowly returned to its original state. Young Master Liu groaned twice and took a deep breath: "Why do I feel so comfortable that I can't describe right now?"
"Brother, how do you feel now?"
"it's okay no problem!"
Liu Mingzhi hesitantly picked up the three scriptures in the carriage. The cover of the empty book he had just been looking at was stained with his own blood, revealing bright gilded fonts.
"'Yin Yang Harmony and Great Compassion'? Isn't this a martial arts secret book? With illustrations, it can't be a secret book about double... or something like that, right?"
"Brother, how are you? Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's indescribably comfortable. Let's drive. Let's go back home first to change clothes and enter the palace to meet the saint!"
"Yes, brother, if you feel uncomfortable in any way, call me immediately!"
"Okay, don't worry anymore!"
Liu Mingzhi sat quietly in the carriage, took out a handkerchief and wiped away the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth and the traces in the carriage, and then stuffed the handkerchief into his sleeve.
He also heard what An Gouer said just now. He would tell Saihua Tuo if there was anything wrong with the blood he spit out.
Liu Mingzhi looked at the three books in front of him cautiously. He no longer had the courage to read any more. Reading the books could make him spit out a mouthful of blood, so he asked who else, who else?
This time it was just a mouthful of blood. Who knows whether he will explode and die next time.
It was clear that he had no luck just now, but the energy in his Dantian was churning uncontrollably. It was obviously related to the scriptures and the illustrations of men and women in the book.
Liu Mingzhi put the three books into his arms. He was so obsessed with it that he didn't have time to think carefully.
Calm down and think about it carefully. All the houses around Zhu Run's Marquis Mansion are owned by dignitaries and do not allow hawkers to operate. How could it be such a coincidence that someone came to sell the forbidden... scriptures to him? He must be well prepared. Come.
In other words, it was just for me, but I couldn't guess what this person's intention was for the moment.
Even if Liu Mingzhi is really a master of martial arts secrets, he would not dare to practice at will. Practicing blindly will kill someone!
"Brother, we are home, do you need me to help you?"
"No need to help, I'll walk by myself. You wait for me for a while, I'll change my clothes and come out. Let's go into the palace to meet the saint. It's not good to delay for too long."
Young Master Liu got off the carriage and walked awkwardly, feeling uncomfortable all over.
In the past, this feeling of being as light as a swallow could only be felt when walking in the wind and snow using the Qinggong secrets Qi Ya left for him.
Now even taking two random steps feels strange and really evil!
A matter of words.
This young master is floating everywhere.
"Madam, bring me the official robe for my husband, Your Majesty has summoned me to the palace!"
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