"Sir, please wait a moment. The food and wine will be brought to you soon!" The waiter enthusiastically served tea first and then ran to the kitchen.
Sipping tea slowly, Shi Mingda listened to the storyteller. He was talking about the heroes of troubled times in the late years of the previous dynasty. They were basically made up. Shi Mingda had heard of this set of books in the past. By the end, the protagonist and his party People would seek refuge with the Great Ancestor, help him pacify the world, and then go into seclusion.
"Tsk, tsk, it's better to change the soup without changing the medicine. The most popular books are all about the world in the troubled times of the previous dynasty. Why doesn't anyone dare to talk about the current world?" Shi Mingda shook his head and sighed.
However, as a member of the Imperial City Division, he felt so emotional, but he also knew why no one dared to speak out.
After all, the world is now at peace, with troops stationed in various places, and the emperor and senior officials have made it clear that they do not want to see the world prosper. If someone fabricates the current story of the world, no matter what they say, it may offend people.
It would be better to make up stories about the last years of the previous dynasty, so that even if you talk nonsense about the former Wei government, it will not arouse the resentment of the Zheng government.
After all, in the last years of the previous dynasty, officials forced the people to rebel. This is a fact. If it weren't for this background, Ji's surname would not have been in the world.
Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly heard a few people at the next table arguing.
Maybe these people have some knowledge about the current world, and they are all practitioners. After hearing the storyteller mention the former number one in the world, they couldn't help but argue about the current number one in the world.
"If I want to say who is the best in martial arts, I think it should be the Eagle Ghost Hand of the Flying Eagle Sect. His light kung fu is considered to be the best in the world, right? Coupled with the palm skills, with one palm strike, even the toughest The stones will be smashed into pieces, how can an ordinary person receive his palm?"
"What kind of number one in the world is this? If you ask me, the number one in the world should be the Red Flame Hero from Red Flame Island..."
"Who are these people you are talking about? At most they are top-notch masters in the world. When Yijian Chunhan Zeng Nianzhen became famous, they were all second- and third-rate people. If we want to be number one in the world, Zeng Nian should be number one!"
As soon as Zeng Nianzhen's name came out, these people were a little convinced, but the person who spoke first was silent for a moment, and then said: "Well, Yijian Chunhan is indeed a master, and his swordsmanship is indeed outstanding, but he is the best in the world. It’s still hard to say.”
"And, in the past year, it seems that I haven't heard of his activities."
"I heard that he was besieged and killed by unknown forces a year ago. Many brothers were killed and he himself disappeared." Someone seemed to be more informed and whispered: "I heard that the people who were besieged and killed were still wearing armor."
Several people were immediately shocked and did not dare to say anything more. In this peaceful era, who is the person who can pierce armor?
They must be soldiers of the government.
After a long time, someone sighed and changed the topic: "In the martial arts arena, it's not just about fighting alone, it's also about martial arts. I think the seventeenth-level martial arts of the Brahma Sect are very powerful..."
One person said with disdain: "The unique martial arts of the Seventeenth Brahma Sect? Do you think it is awesome? Yes, of course it is awesome. Isn't it awesome to steal the martial arts of the Seventeenth Families?"
"The special skill of the previous leader of the Lieyang Sect, the Tianyang Capture Hand, was changed to the Tianyang Hand among the seventeen special skills. Why, the change is his own martial arts?"
As soon as this topic came up, the debate at the next table became more fierce, and the voice even drowned out the voice of the storyteller in the distance, causing several tables around to stare.
But at first glance, the people arguing were all burly men, and they looked like Lian Jiazi was not easy to mess with. The guests at several tables could only look away sadly and endured it.
Shi Mingda, on the other hand, liked to listen to the stories of the Jianghu and the gossip in the Jianghu. He didn't mind whether it was a story or not, and he listened with gusto at this time.
"Hey, they still know a little less. They only know the Brahma Sect's seventeenth stunt, but they don't know that it won't be long before it's the eighteenth stunt."
He knew a little bit about the Feixing Sect's special skill, which had just been learned by the Brahma Sect. It was a flying knife skill, or it could be ranked as the eighteenth skill.
Just when Shi Mingda was thinking this, he heard a heated argument at the table next to him. One person was blushing and thick-necked when arguing, and suddenly he said: "You still refuse to admit it? Let me tell you, they not only learn martial arts, but also learn alchemy." ! The day before yesterday I saw a monk asking Steward Wu of Prince Qi’s Mansion to purchase some medicine!"
Because the people at the table didn't believe it, he became even more angry and casually mentioned some medicines. When Shi Mingda heard this, his heart moved.
"There is blood osmanthus in these medicines?" He didn't take it seriously at first and just bickered in public. But when he heard that there was "blood osmanthus" in several medicines, Shi Mingda thought about what his second uncle had secretly told him. Immediately, I remembered all the medicines just now.
"When I get back, I can ask my second uncle."
It was already dark when the substitute came out to have a drink. By the time the waiter served the food and drinks, he returned to the base after eating and drinking. It was already late at night and there were no pedestrians on the street.
After entering the bookstore, someone shouted: "Shi Mingda, you can do arithmetic, see if this account is correct."
Although the bookstore is a cover, even if half of the income from normal operations is handed over, the other half is distributed among everyone, so you have to be careful.
Among the advanced books, there are imperial examination books, the Four Books and Five Classics, and more.
Shi Mingda rubbed his eyes that were a little dizzy from drinking, nodded, and browsed page after page, some passing by, some looking very carefully, and murmuring something in his mouth. He finished reading in a moment and yawned. , walked around the room a few times and said, "It's all right. I've corrected one small mistake. You can ask someone to make a copy and submit it to the superiors as a public account."
"By the way, is the second uncle here?"
"You came back late. My lord has already fallen asleep." The colleague took the bill and said with a smile.
Hearing that his second uncle had gone to bed, Shi Mingda was a little hesitant: "This matter concerns King Qi. Should I call my second uncle to report now? Or report it tomorrow?"
Dai Guogongfu
In the bedroom, Su Ziji glanced at Ye Buhui, who was already asleep, turned around and went out to a room, where he changed into black clothes.
There is a large bronze mirror in this room. Although the illumination is not clear, some figures can be roughly seen. Su Ziji looked at himself. The man in black should not be able to see his true face. After all, even his face was covered. Strictly true.
Then he picked up the sword on the side, stroked it gently, and sighed softly: "I haven't used you for a long time."
Since returning to the capital, the sword has almost never been used. Even if he wears a sword, it is a decorative sword worn by the powerful, not this murderous weapon.
It was already dark outside. Su Ziji left the room and flew directly onto the roof. He reached the path with a few leaps and passed from there to an abandoned house.
Very few people come here usually. It is only used for stacking debris. There are not many people patrolling and cleaning. When Su Ziji entered this small courtyard, he went straight to a house where some temporarily unused debris was piled up and opened a door. On the bed, tap it a few times according to the direction on the seemingly normal ground.
As a slight thumping sound came from the ground, a big hole appeared in front of Su Ziji.
A breeze blew up from the ground, which proved that this place was connected to the outside world.
