The blue-robed scholar's face changed, "I'm just too lazy to go to another study. Since he hasn't paid yet, I can buy this book!"
"Hey, but this has already been agreed..." The boss looked embarrassed, looked at the book in his hand, gritted his teeth, and wanted to hand it to the white-robed scholar.
Seeing this, the blue-robed scholar's expression became even more ugly, "The boss of a mere study, who do you really think you are?"
"Forget it, brother, just go to another study and buy it. It's not an original copy." A scholar in blue robes who was closer to the scholar in blue robes and also in gorgeous clothes took the other's arm and wanted to persuade him to leave.
"What are we going to do?!"
The blue-robed scholar shook the man away, "I really want this book. I tell you, you are lucky that I can like the book in your study. If you are wise, please give the book to me."
I."
"Otherwise." The blue-robed scholar snorted, "I won't be able to open your study!"
The white-robed scholar didn't care about arguing with the other party. After confirming that the boss still wanted to sell the book to him, he wanted to pick up the copper plate.
Can……
He lowered his head and counted the coins in his hand, with a look of anxiety on his face. Six coins were missing.
It was hard for him to collect this money. Now that he doesn't have enough money, where can he find it?
Thinking of this, the white-robed scholar clenched his hand holding the copper plate into a fist, squatted on the ground and kept searching.
"Hahahaha," the blue-robed scholar looked down and saw the other party's embarrassed look, and laughed out loud, "You..."
King Yan, who was standing nearby and witnessed the dispute between the two, frowned and had a serious face. He was about to reprimand when a familiar voice sounded.
"Who can't drive?"
Zhao Jin held on to the guardrail on the stairs and stood on the stairs, looking at the blue-robed scholar.
Zhao Jin's voice was not loud, but it was loud and clear, especially when most people did not dare to speak.
As soon as this voice sounded, the scholars on the first floor raised their heads and looked over.
King Yan recognized Zhao Jin at a glance and opened his mouth, but he was not sure whether Zhao Jin wanted to reveal his identity, so he closed it again.
The blue-robed scholar frowned suddenly and stared at Zhao Jin with an unkind look on his face, "Who are you? I want this study to be closed. Why, do you have any objections?"
Zhao Jin's dress didn't look like that of an ordinary person. The blue-robed scholar was concerned about Zhao Jin's identity. Although his tone was not very nice, he did not directly sarcastic.
Many people think that Zhao Jin looks kind-hearted, but as if there is a hazy veil between them, they can't remember where they saw Zhao Jin.
The only one who didn't look at Zhao Jin was the white-robed scholar who was still looking for the lost coins.
He could neither care about the humiliation of the blue-robed scholar nor Zhao Jin who suddenly spoke. If he really couldn't find these few coins, he might not be able to buy books today.
When he collects the money again, he doesn't know if he can still buy it.
The white-robed scholar took a deep breath and moved his position, trying to see if any coins had rolled under the counter.
The owner of the study room had his eyes widened as he remembered who the young man on the stairs was!
"Common people, common people, see His Highness the Crown Prince!" The owner of the study quickly walked out from behind the counter, squeezed out of the crowd, knelt on the ground and saluted.
One word caused thousands of waves!
Your Highness the Crown Prince?!
Everyone finally knew why they felt that the other party was kind. When Zhao Jin returned in triumph, he led his army back to Bianzhou City and passed through the streets of the city.
Many people gathered on both sides of the road to watch.
A sudden glance, passing by in a hurry, left some impression in my mind.
However, even if I have met these scholars, most of them have only met once, so I can't remember them right away.
"See His Highness the Crown Prince!"
Everyone in the study knelt down and saluted. The white-robed scholar was at a loss for a moment, and was pushed down by a poor scholar. After regaining consciousness, he hurriedly saluted.
Everyone knelt down, and the standing King Yan was very eye-catching.
"I have met Your Highness." King Yan clasped his hands and performed a military etiquette to Zhao Jin.
"Uncle, there is no need to be polite."
Zhao Jin gently held the handrail of the stairs and walked down slowly. His boots stepped on the wooden stairs, and the sound after sound struck the hearts of all the scholars.
Imperial uncle?
There are actually two royal people in this study!
The only prince who has entered the capital recently is King Yan. The prince can be called an imperial uncle by the prince, and in Bianzhou City, only King Yan is the only one.
The bosses and scholars in the study were a little frightened. His Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness Prince Yan suddenly came to this small study.
Zhao Jin stepped on the last step of the stairs, stepped on the flat ground, and said quietly: "Everyone, get up."
The scholars stood up in fear and stood stiffly on the spot, not daring to move, let alone say a word.
Those present, whether they were nobles, people from aristocratic families, or people from poor families, who were still studying hard and had not become officials in the court, had basically never seen anyone of the prince's status.
Besides, Zhao Jin looked particularly scary because he was a little angry and had an expressionless face.
Zhao Jin walked toward the center of the dispute, and the passing scholars hurriedly made way for him.
"Who can't drive?" Zhao Jinyou asked.
This time, how could the blue-robed scholar dare to be as arrogant as before?
Shaking his lips, he said tremblingly: "Your Highness, please forgive me, it was just a commoner who spoke arrogantly."
Zhao Jin looked at him until the other person trembled all over, and the boy next to him was so frightened that he knelt down again before looking away.
"Is this the book you want to buy?" Zhao Jin took a few steps forward and picked up the book that caused the dispute from the counter.
The white-robed scholar glanced at Zhao Jin cautiously, then looked at the book in Zhao Jin's hand, the longing in his eyes almost overflowing.
But this was too rude after all, so he quickly looked away, lowered his eyes, and stared at his toes.
Zhao Jin handed the book over and said in a slower tone, "Take it, you and the boss have already agreed, and the boss has agreed to it. This book should be yours."
The owner of the study also hurriedly said from the side: "Exactly, exactly, this book was supposed to be sold to you."
"Everything has a first-come, first-served basis. He and the boss have made a promise in advance. Since you are already late, you should wait in line."
Zhao Jin said this to the blue-robed scholar, his voice condensed.
"Moreover, relying on one's family background to bully the weak, in vain, is this what you have learned from reading the books of sages for so many years?"
The "you" in Zhao Jin's words naturally refers to the blue-robed scholar, but his eyes swept across everyone present.
"If something like this happens again, Gu Xiang, the State of Zhao does not need officials with low moral character."
If anything, what Zhao Jin said before just made some of them feel a little ashamed and afraid that Zhao Jin would settle matters with them. This chapter has been completed!