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Chapter 230 Old Man Ram

Chapter 230 Old Man Gongyang

In the state of Helingshu, the furious Jiang Gu was unstoppable, but the gap in strength was an insurmountable huge gap.

Ji Li didn't make many moves. He flicked his long sleeves, and Zhulong and Jiang Yan, who were hundreds of feet long, were directly involved in his long sleeves.

"What a Shanhe sleeve"

Lei Huaji's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and the thunder on his body was flashing continuously. The thunder breathing method put him in a fighting state. He stood up and was about to walk out. The master of the martial arts house, the best martial artist in the world, was actually preparing to fight Ji Li.

"Master Lei, can the grudge between you and the Confucian family be resolved later? Now we have to settle accounts with him."

A voice came into Lei Huaji's ears. Lei Huaji was never a master who listened to others' advice. But at this moment, the light of Lei disappeared and he turned into the thin old man again, pinching his beard with a smile on his face.

"The drama is about to begin!"

Jiang Yan was in a strange space. The scenery here was pretty good, with mountains, water, blue sky and white clouds. There were even birds chirping on the branches.

"Is it a space similar to the book world?"

The Book World was able to break open with his brute force, and Jiang Yan also wanted to give it a try. The candle dragon rose into the sky, but he didn't know how big the space was. No matter how big he was, he couldn't see the boundary.

"No need to struggle, this is Shanhe Sleeve, and together with Tianxin Mansion's Sleeve Universe and Xumi Mustard Seed from Xumi Mansion, it is called the three great space secret arts.

The powerful man who once had the Qian Yuan Mirror has been locked up here by Ji Li for three hundred years and has been unable to escape, let alone you!"

"who"

The voice came from all directions and was uncertain, but Jiang Yan heard something familiar in the voice.

"Kid, we are so familiar and you can't even recognize my voice. It really makes me sad."

A bleating sound came to Jiang Yan's ears, and Jiang Yan's eyes were filled with surprise. When he turned around, sure enough, an old man wearing a red robe and a slovenly appearance appeared behind him out of thin air in a sheep cart.

"Old man Gongyang? Why is it you?"

"Of course I'm here to save you."

"Didn't you say that even the Qianyuan Mirror can't be broken? How can you take me away?"

"It won't be long before it's stronger than the Qianyuan Mirror."

"Can you, old man, please stop making fun of me? My master is out there and his life or death is uncertain. I don't have time to make trouble with you now."

Jiang Qian was extremely worried. Lu Daoxuan had suffered an injury since his battle with Qi Cifeng, which had never fully recovered. Now that he was receiving the wind and thunder technique with his weak body, the situation was extremely bad.

"Who are you kidding? You underestimate me so much?"

Jiang Yan looked up and down. The old man Gongyang would appear in Ephedra Alley in a sheep cart every now and then. He always wore bright red and green clothes, just like an old gangster. Because he often rode in carts pulled by rams, he was attracted by him.

He and Daoya called him Old Man Gongyang, but he had no idea how strong he was.

However, it was not easy to do any of these three things, such as going to Lao Tuzi's place to eat and drink for free, stealing wine from the Gu Hotel, and testing Su Kou's medicine without any trouble. After all, even Lu Daoxuan had to pay when he went to the Gu Hotel.

, thinking about it this way, the old man Gongyang seems to be mysterious from top to bottom.

"Master Gongyang, please help me."

"I can help you, but I want to ask you a question first. What do you think of Qingdu, Wenfu, and scribes!"

"Master Gongyang, here are three questions."

"Don't talk to me, answer carefully." The old man Gongyang hit him on the top of his head.

"Among the eight mansions, I have only been to Qingdu and now Xihe. I heard about Guangling from Li Youlang, and I heard about Mo Mansion from Lu Yufu.

There are many places I have never been to, but there is no need to go. I can definitely answer that Qingdu is the most comfortable place I have ever stayed. If I were asked to choose a place to live for a long time, it would undoubtedly be Qingdu.

The aroma of wine and ink here make me intoxicated. Of course, I still can't accept makeup. If it's a man, I can learn how to do it if it doesn't work."

"tui"

The old man Gongyang took a bite of him

"Wenfu doesn't learn a lot of treasures. Who asked you to learn this? Then answer me, where are Wenfu and the scribes?"

"I am a painter and a scholar myself. Studying in the Literature House was the most worry-free time in my life.

I don’t want Xihe to have as many dogmas as Qianxunzhang here, and my husband is not as old-fashioned as Xihe. Mr. Yan Liliu and Mr. Zhou Mengde like to have a drink with me when they have nothing to do, although I prefer beautiful women to these two bad old men.

My greatest recognition of Wenfu begins with the Proverb Monument on Bijia Mountain. The ancient sages and sages have all made great contributions to heaven and earth, and it is appropriate to respect them. However, since the ancients, I am myself.

Don’t be a slave to the ancient sages, don’t be a slave to the world, don’t be a slave to circumstances, don’t be a slave to lust. Don’t be afraid of destiny, don’t be afraid of great people, don’t be afraid of the words of saints.

Standing seven feet high in the world, the heaven and the earth are small, but I am the big one.

Although I often describe my life outside the Wen family as "dead, confused, rotten" to others, I strongly agree with the teachings of the Wen family, its open atmosphere, and tolerant mind, which can tolerate all absurdities and accept all.

Strange, I felt like I was immersed in the poison of freedom in Qingdu.

Except for the Qing capital, I don’t think there is any place where one would be allowed to sacrifice one’s life to challenge the majesty of the palace master. But in the Wen Palace, I can criticize Wei Changli in public, because as long as what I say is right and well-founded, even the edicts will not punish me.

.”

"Then what if you become the master of Wen Palace one day?"

The old man Gongyang said he would only ask one question, but now he had several questions. He was his hope for escape. Jiang Yan did not dare to have any objections, so he could only ask and answer.

"I have never thought about such a ridiculous thing as becoming the master of Wen Palace, but if I think about it now, I remember that master Lu Daoxuan's biggest wish is the fall of Yunxinan. I have never been there, but the old man treats me like a nephew.

, I will be the first to fulfill his wish.”

"Okay, very good, last question, what did you scold Wei Changli when you scolded him?" Old Man Gongyang asked thiefly.

"You're a softie, you're a weakling. Ever since he took over, Wenfu has been compromising and showing weakness. Its reputation and prestige have been deteriorating. Now it seems that it can no longer even maintain its position in a secondary school.

Even many old people in the market hate him and say that he is a prodigal son. Compared with the prestige of Qingdu as the first city in the world during the Xiaoyao Gong period, Wei Changli is not a softie, and there are many people who have sacrificed their lives and secretly secretly

Call Master Wei Wei Ruanruan."

"Wei Ruanruan? Although the meaning is not very good, the name is very nice," said the old man Gongyang.

After Jiang Yan finished answering, he suddenly thought of a very serious question.

"You don't know our Lord Wei, do you?"

“We know each other, and we’re very familiar with each other”

"You...you...you won't betray me, will you? Don't tell Mr. Wei that I scolded him behind his back. I actually respect Mr. Wei very much."

Jiang Yan thought that he would have to hang out in the Qing capital for many years in the future. He offended Mr. Wei and let him know that he would have to wear a lot of small shoes in the future.

"What do you admire him for?" Old Man Gongyang asked with a smile.

"For example...for example..."

Jiang Yan stuttered for a long time. He had never even seen Wei Changli's face, so he looked up to a ghost.

"Hahahaha, I won't embarrass you anymore, I will keep it a secret for you, now follow me and leave this hellish place."

(End of chapter)


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