Fan Kuai was very aggrieved: "I told you a long time ago that I can't read, and you also told me that as long as I buy a newspaper, it will be fine. How did I know that there are two newspapers in Xianyang City?"
Liu Ji was going crazy: "It's okay if you don't know the other characters. Don't you also know the word 'big'?"
Fan Kuai said honestly: "I don't know him."
Liu Ji: "..."
He was completely convinced.
Lu Wan said feebly at the side: "Brother, brother, don't get angry. Being angry also consumes energy."
Liu Ji sighed, lay down again, and said to Fan Kuai: "You can go there again and tell them that they want to buy Daqin Daily."
Fan Kuai sat on the ground: "I haven't eaten anything for a day, and I drank laxatives. How can I still have the energy to go out?"
Liu Ji pointed to the food on the table with his eyes: "You can eat some before you go."
Fan Kuai shook his head: "I won't eat it. This food is too unpalatable. I want to save my stomach for the banquet of banished immortals."
Liu Ji sighed: "Idiot, it's getting dark and the banished immortal won't come."
Fan Kuai let out a disappointed sigh, then picked up the cold beans and rice.
He opened his mouth wide and was about to eat, but suddenly put it down again, and said doubtfully: "Since the banished immortal will not come, why don't you eat?"
Liu Ji sighed regretfully, looking like he had failed.
Why is this guy so smart now?
Lu Wan coughed slightly and said to Fan Kuai: "Don't worry, I have some laxatives here. I'll buy the newspaper later. Just drink some laxatives."
Fan Kuai thought about it and felt that this made sense. It's uncomfortable to be hungry all the time. It's better to fill your stomach first and then eliminate it later.
So he started eating big mouthfuls of food.
The people in the room were all so hungry that they pressed their backs. They were already suffering enough, but Fan Kuai was eating next to them.
This feeling is simply unbearable torture.
Finally, Liu Ji couldn't bear it anymore and thought: Anyway, there are laxatives, otherwise I will take some too.
He got up with difficulty and walked to the table. Suddenly, he sadly discovered that all the food had been eaten by Fan Kuai.
He looked at Fan Kuai in collapse: "Are you a pig? Eat so much?"
Fan Kuai touched his belly: "I already have a large appetite, and I've been hungry for so long, so I can't help but feel a little bit overwhelmed."
Liu Ji almost wailed and said, "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to finish the banquet after a while?"
Fan Kuai said calmly: "Don't be afraid, isn't there some laxative?"
Liu Ji sighed: "Forget it, go buy a newspaper."
After Fan Kuai had eaten enough, he walked steadily and walked like a tiger.
When he was about to go out, Lu Wan stopped him: "When you come back, buy some food by the way."
Fan Kuai looked at them in confusion: "Aren't you going to the banquet?"
Lu Wan smiled weakly: "Don't you still have laxatives?"
Liu Jishen thought so and said to Fan Kuai, "Bring some for me too."
The remaining little brothers all made the same request.
Fan Kuai scratched his head: "Yes, yes, but why do I always feel so weird?"
Fan Kuai left, and the room fell into a long silence.
Liu Jiwei closed his eyes, feeling that he was between sleep and coma. Feeling groggy, waking up for a while and falling asleep again.
He had many dreams, none of which were related to food.
Liu Ji sighed and said to Lu Wan: "Your laxative is really genuine. We only drank a little and we are so hungry."
Lu Wan snorted: "I bought it from the Immortal Pharmacy. It is said that it was developed by Toyoda Prime Minister Ritake himself. It is indeed extraordinary."
The two chatted casually for a few words and stopped talking. After all, speaking requires strength.
It was late at night, and Fan Kuai finally came back.
Panting, he took off his belongings. Except for a newspaper, the rest was all the food I had brought.
So, these people started gobbling up like hungry wolves.
Liu Ji was eating and reading the newspaper. The more he read, the more he frowned.
What was written in this newspaper? Obviously he is favoring the banished immortal.
Liu Ji had compiled a lot of remarks before, but reporters felt they were unfounded and did not add them.
Without those words, it would be impossible to show that one is innocent and that it is abominable to banish an immortal.
Liu Ji hammered the wall hard.
After a quarter of an hour, everyone was full. Not only full, but also stuffed.
Fan Kuai thoughtfully cooked laxatives for everyone and put them into bowls.
Lu Wan asked Liu Ji: "Brother, do we still drink?"
Liu Ji asked Fan Kuai: "When you come back, will the Exorcist Tower still be open?"
Fan Kuai nodded repeatedly: "It's open, it's open, not only the Exorcist Tower is open, but also many places are open. It is said that the curfew in Xianyang City is not that strict, but after dark, inspections are more frequent."
Liu Ji snorted: "So, it's possible that the banished immortal entertained us in the middle of the night? Then it's better to drink this laxative to be prepared."
The little brothers around him nodded in agreement and drank the laxative.
They had just finished drinking the laxative when there was a knock on the door, and then a very polite voice: "Excuse me, does Liu Ji from Peixian County live here?"
Liu Ji was overjoyed and said to the brothers around him: "They are here."
He got up and opened the door.
The person standing outside seemed to be a servant or a buddy, but he was definitely not an immortal.
Liu Ji was slightly disappointed. He had thought that Li Shui would come to greet him in person.
Liu Ji asked: "Are you the one who banished the immortals?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then laughed dryly: "No, I'm a guy from Xianyang Daily."
Liu Ji was a little confused: "This name sounds familiar."
Lu Wan said from the side: "We bought a newspaper from them today."
Liu Ji snorted: "It's just the one that's full of articles and doesn't seem to be interesting."
The clerk smiled awkwardly and forced his way to the topic: "You must have read the Daqin Daily newspaper. You must not be too satisfied with it, right?"
Liu Ji said nothing.
The guy said, "Do you know why this is?"
Liu Ji asked: "Why?"
The clerk said: "Because the person behind Da Qin Daily is Young Master Fu Yao, and Young Master Fu Yao is a disciple of the Exalted Immortal."
When Liu Ji heard this, he immediately patted his forehead with regret: "I asked why this newspaper is obviously biased towards banishing immortals. It turns out there is such a relationship in it."
The clerk was very satisfied with Liu Ji's performance. He smiled and said: "Our Xianyang Daily is run by a gentleman named Founder. We will definitely write about your story carefully. Are you willing to tell us your grievances?" explain?"
Liu Ji was stunned for a moment, and was about to agree, but suddenly he was keenly aware that this matter was not that simple.
He asked tentatively: "Do you have any grudge against Daqin Daily?"
The guy nodded without thinking too much.
Everyone in Xianyang City knows about the dispute between immortals and Confucians. If you ask about this matter casually, a beggar on the street can give you thirty Wen.
This is not a secret, there is no need to hide it.
And Liu Ji grinned.
So that’s it.
No wonder the other party would come to the door. It turns out... one's own experience is a sharp weapon that can allow them to take revenge.
In this case, this sharp weapon should be sold at a good price.
Liu Ji said quietly: "It's okay to tell you about my affairs. But...how much money do you plan to give me?"
The clerk smiled, obviously prepared: "All profits from tomorrow's newspaper will go to my brother."
Liu Ji's eyes suddenly lit up.
He has seen newspapers before. Although it is sold cheaply, it cannot support the large quantity.
So he nodded in agreement.
Lu Wan, who was next to him, added: "We want to have a banquet, and we have to go to the Banished Immortal Tower to eat."
The waiter was a little helpless and thought to himself: These poor guys from the countryside still know how to eat at the Banished Immortal House?
He coughed dryly: "I'll go back and ask my master."
After the waiter left, Liu Ji said to Fan Kuai: "Go and cook another bowl of laxative. There will be a banquet soon, and I'm worried that the amount of medicine will not be enough to eliminate it in time."
Fan made a sound.
A quarter of an hour later, Liu Ji gradually started to feel something.
When he was about to go for a convenience, the waiter suddenly came and said to Liu Ji, "My master is already waiting for you at the Exorcist Tower."
Liu Ji said, "Wait a moment, I'll go to the toilet."
Guy: "???"
He said somewhat unhappily: "Everyone, please hold on tight. The people behind Xianyang Daily are all ministers of the court, Confucian scholars of the world, and the doctors in front of His Majesty are the ones you cannot afford to offend. These adults are all I’ll be waiting for you at the Banished Immortal Tower. Don’t let them wait too long.”
Liu Ji responded: "I know."
Then, he rushed into the toilet.
Soon, Liu Ji came out holding his stomach.
He had to come out because Lu Wan was outside crying and howling at the door.
As soon as Lu Wan entered, another little brother called the door.
The guys at Xianyang Daily were dumbfounded: What's wrong with these Chu people? Do we have to go to the toilet together?
After finally getting everyone on board, Liu Ji's second wave came, so he rushed in again.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Wan also scored twice.
The man sighed and sat helplessly on a stone: What the hell is going on.
At any rate, he finally persuaded Liu Ji and his group to move towards the Exorcist Tower with patience.
The guy is worried. So many senior officials were waiting, but Liu Ji and his group were slow to arrive. This is outrageous.
Liu Ji's failure to show up was certainly due to his own ignorance, but those adults would definitely feel that he was in a disadvantageous position.
You have to hurry up, you have to hurry up.
The man was anxious and could not help but speed up his pace.
Liu Ji stretched out a hand, put it on his shoulder, and said with difficulty: "Brother, walk slower. We are walking fast and we can't help it anymore."
Guy: "..."
He had already greeted Liu Ji's ancestors in his heart.
Originally, this stretch of road only took a quarter of an hour to complete, but Liu Ji and his group walked for a full hour.
They walked slowly, and knocked on the door of a house along the way and borrowed the toilet one by one.
Of course, the owner of the yard didn't say anything when the first person borrowed it. When a group of people have entered, the owner starts charging.
This money was also taken by the guy.
Finally, the Banished Immortal Tower has arrived.
The guy pointed to the stairs and said, "Come with me."
Liu Ji looked at the stairs one by one and broke into a cold sweat: "It's... on the second floor."
He sighed, crossed his legs, and climbed up carefully.
Fortunately, it was successfully contained and did not fall.
The waiter stood outside the door and said in fear: "The villain...The villain invited Liu Ji here."
A cold voice came from inside: "Call in."
The waiter responded and quickly waved Liu Ji and others in.
The courtiers inside were unhappy.
Although they were supporting roles when they went to court, and although their Confucian theories were not taken seriously by the emperor, they were still ministers, and they were existences that poor people like Liu Ji could not look up to.
But recently, I actually waited here for more than an hour? Are these damn Chu people too arrogant?
Among the Confucian scholars, Wu Jing was the leader. He also presided over the publication of Xianyang Daily.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to turn his livid face into a smile.
Big things matter, big things matter.
In the last debate between immortals and Confucians, the Confucian scholars were completely embarrassed. If you can win over Liu Ji this time, you might be able to save some face.
So Wu Jing said to Liu Ji as kindly as possible: "Please take a seat."
Liu Ji agreed and sat down.
Wu Jing smiled slightly and said, "Brother Liu has come a long way. Isn't it hard on the road?"
Liu Ji said: "It's hard work, it's quite hard work."
Wu Jing added: "Have you encountered any hardships along the way?"
Liu Ji opened his mouth and wanted to answer, but he was helpless.
He stood up and said apologetically: "My lord, please forgive me, but I have a bad stomach. I need to go for a while."
Then he ran downstairs.
Wu Jing: "???"
If he hadn't needed this man's experience to banish him to immortality, Wu Jing would have driven this bitch out long ago.
A quarter of an hour later, Liu Ji came back.
Wu Jing smiled and said, "Did you learn anything along the way?"
Liu Ji said: "Yes, there are quite a few."
Before he finished speaking, he stood up again.
Wu Jing was completely speechless.
He is a Confucian scholar and pays attention to etiquette in everything. When you meet a stranger, you always seem a little indifferent if you go straight to the point.
Therefore, Wu Jing is used to talking nonsense first, exchanging pleasantries, and then talking about business after getting to know each other well.
Unexpectedly...the content of the greetings alone took almost half an hour.
In the end, Wu Jing could only quickly get to the point: "What is the conflict between you and the banished immortal? Can you tell me about it?"
Liu Ji responded, and then started covering his stomach again.
Wu Jing glanced helplessly at the reporter beside him: "Follow him, wherever he goes, you go, and record his words as soon as possible."
The reporter responded, followed Liu Ji into the toilet with a pen and paper and a frown on his face.
He had just recorded half of it when Liu Ji's voice suddenly became lower and lower.
Finally, nothing could be heard.
The reporter was a little puzzled, looked inside, and then shouted outside in panic: "No, no, Liu Ji fainted in the toilet."
