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04Mysterious Taoist

 There is no way that such a fairy body can be disturbed by mortals, which is why Yingzi Chu left in embarrassment.

It's a good thing that Zhao Ji can make Ying Zichu feel defeated, but Zhao Zheng can't help but feel sour!

It would be better not to break the system. At least in this way, Zhao Zheng, who needs Zhao Ji's protection, will not be mentally unbalanced.

Later, Ying Zichu came several times, and Zhao Zheng was studying all the time, letting his father's expectation come and leave disappointed.

Later, Ying Zichu stopped coming. It was said that he was ill. The disease was caused by the common illness of few people. It was caused by the mental illness of being unable to ride Zhao Ji. The thief was just being hypocritical.

Zhao Zheng transferred to Zhangtai, also known as Yingshi Academy, not for school, but for the classics in the academy.

In winter, Ying Zichu really fell ill, Xianyang Palace was shocked by this, and Zhao Zheng's academic progress became difficult.

Zhao Zheng had already "read" the knowledge recorded in the Qin seal script, but he couldn't understand the ancient books collected by the Zhou royal family.

Bronze inscriptions are records engraved on bronze vessels, and Zhao Zheng seemed to understand them, but those oracle bone inscriptions and older and erratic hieroglyphs, Zhao Zheng simply rolled his eyes and knew nothing about them.

Further up the era, there are even Shang and Xia... I have no clue at all.

"Young man, at such a young age, such troubles should not happen to you."

A voice without any other emotion came from the simple old man who had been deliberately ignored for many days and exuded a mysterious aura.

The fish finally took the bait, and Zhao Zheng, who finally caught the old man's attention, lowered his head and suppressed his smile, but heard the old man's voice saying again:

"I know your thoughts clearly. Why are you so happy when you lower your head? Raise your head."

Zhao Zheng was shocked. It turned out to be an old monster, an old monster that could read people's hearts.

However, Zhao Zheng, who raised his head, was neither humble nor arrogant, "Are you masters able to read minds?

Or is this a magical skill?"

The old man didn't even raise his head. A young boy like Zhao Zheng knew what he was planning from his deliberate actions on the first day.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Zheng is a talent that can be made (he looks pretty good),

And he is really studying hard (at an ordinary pace),

I can still endure it until I read through the Qin seal script (where are the direct heirs)?

The key is that the fate of winning Zi Chu is approaching, and the luck of the Nine Kings in this boy should not be too strong.

If you encounter a situation where you don't take a chance...well, in order to continue to be stable, you can only take advantage of this mediocre boy.

"You are full of bad thoughts, and my tranquility has been interrupted by you,

Tell me, what do you want?"

The old man's meaning is very obvious. You can open your mouth as much as you want, but whether you give or not depends on your mood.

And how the lion opens his mouth is only the choice of ordinary people, but Zhao Zheng does not take the ordinary path at all.

If I don’t make a choice, and thus jump out of the frame of choice, the entire pond belongs to my family, including the old man, the “sweeping monk”.

Zhao Zheng cupped his hands and said, "You still don't know the name of the person?"

The old man finally raised his head and glanced at Zhao Zheng, with some discernment, "Based on your status, you should not be able to inquire about my situation, so why do you want to be a Taoist?"

If this question is answered incorrectly, Zhao Zheng is afraid that he will be kicked out directly.

If the question is not answered well, Zhao Zheng will probably be kicked out even after receiving a single reward.

Only by satisfying the old man can he continue to stay here and clean up the sheepskin of this sweeping monk.

Zhao Zheng closed his eyes, organized some words in his mind, and then slowly said:

"In Zhangtai Palace, the most important thing is the collection of books here. However, this place should be well guarded, but there is only one old man. The person who can be trusted by the Ying clan is certainly extraordinary.

And there are only such extraordinary people in the Qin Kingdom——"

Zhao Zheng's showoff did not cause the old man any fluctuation at all, but instead caused him to lose his favorability.

The old man's calm voice was almost impatient, "Then I should say, did you guess it right?"

Obviously such a little cleverness is not the answer the old man needs, but Zhao Zheng wants to suppress it first and then improve it. If you don't lower your expectations first, how will the wonderful things that follow get high praise and praise.

The great philosopher Zhou Shuren once said that if there are no difficulties, only by creating difficulties can we overcome them.

Zhao Zheng's road is just like this, "The Zhou Dynasty's 800-year-old collection of books contains many secrets of the predecessors, as well as the connection between the past and the future...

Although there are hundreds of schools of thought, apart from Taoism, who else in the world today is qualified enough to pursue it and explore it?"

So...what's wrong with calling you a Taoist? Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows proudly and threw a real bait for a sure kill, "After all, the founder of the Tao was the History of the Zhuxia Cangshi of the Zhou Dynasty.

I don’t know what the Taoist is looking for?

But I know that relying on the Taoist alone, I am afraid that even if the Taoist emerges, he may not be able to find the answer in the sky of letters."

Old man: This little fox really lives up to his ninety-five destiny, that slow emperor star in the sky...

You can't offend the emperor with his methods, let alone offend him. It's better to think about how to deal with it before settling the matter directly, "Little friend... Gao Jian.

It is such a fate that this article of literature and martial arts has been my lifelong inspiration, so I will give it to my little friend."

Zhao Zheng: This old fox doesn’t even give the lion a chance to open his mouth. He is indeed an old monster.

Zhao Zhengnuonuo took it, and found that the booklet actually contained a comprehensive translation of the six kingdoms languages ​​and ancient pictographic oracle bones. Hiss, this man is definitely a boss, a super boss!

Zhao Zheng hurriedly put down the "catalogue" in his hand and gave a solemn salute, "Zheng does not know the real person, and he really owes the supreme virtue of the real person."

The old man waved his hand and said: "This is something that should have been left in the Qin State. It is nothing. You don't have to hold your hat to me, just don't disturb the tranquility of this place."

It was about to drive people away, Zhao Zheng rolled his eyes, "Then I wonder how many years and months it will take for a real person to get his wish from this vast sea of ​​words?"

Before, it was considered that those who did not know were not guilty, but now that Zhao Zheng mentioned it again, the old man who was said to be a pain point became impatient. A pair of sharp eyes that examined Zhao Zheng was like an X-ray, and he was scanned thoroughly.

"You've only tasted so many flavors, and I can't think of anything you can think of!

Come on, come on, you guys are really a troublesome spirit that disturbs people's minds. We will close early today."

Zhao Zheng didn't expect the old man to react so strongly, and he would really drive someone away if he didn't agree with him.

In fact, what bad intentions does Zhao Zhengneng have? He just wants to apply for a group of smart and alert people to check for the old man's mistakes and fill in the gaps, and to learn a lot about things that the old man cannot take away after his death.

But as soon as the old man opened his mouth to chase people away, Zhao Zheng knew that something was wrong. He was an archeology student, and if you sent someone who knew a few words at most and couldn't even do arithmetic problems as a primary school student, wouldn't it be a bad thing and add to the chaos?

Those who are qualified to assist the old man probably have to come from the Imperial College... It seems that there is no such machine yet.

There are not many teachers at the imperial level in the entire Qin State, and the talents of this era are all in hundreds of schools. Even if there are fish that slip through the net, they have already been mixed into the party.
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