He suddenly felt that he had found some business opportunity. He looked at Senior Sister Third eagerly and said, "Sister Third Sister thinks how much money can I sell for my writing?"

Senior Sister Third looked at the sudden appearance of the wealth-loving color in Li Mengzhou's eyes, and calmly said: "You can't sell it for a penny."

Li Mengzhou said in disbelief: "How is this possible? Even the third senior sister likes my handwriting, how can it be worthless?"

The third senior sister said lightly: "Although there are many calligraphy masters in Jiang Country, even if they are in the capital, they rarely go out. Even if they see your characters, they will only be surprised by this new font, and then they can describe it when they get home. There is no need to buy it, at most they will make friends with you."

"But people who have not had a deep level of calligraphy will only think that the words you write are ugly, so how can you pay for money to buy them? Sometimes literati buy characters not because your calligraphy is good, but because of how famous the person who writes is."

Li Mengzhou felt that he was in a bad mood and finally found a way to make money, but he died before he even started.

Fortunately, the third senior sister liked it.

"Hmm?" Li Mengzhou's eyes suddenly lit up. He looked down at the rice paper on the stone table, then looked up at the third senior sister and said tentatively: "If I sell the words to the third senior sister, how much money will the third senior sister spend?"

The third senior sister was silent, just looking at him with her eyes without any emotion. If she had to find an emotion inside, then she would be contempt.

Although she never boasted about how profound her attainments in calligraphy were, there were really no ones that could be compared with her in the calligraphy of Jiangguo.

Even in the academy, there are very few such people.

The third senior sister's copybook appeared in the capital due to an accident. The most experienced teachers in the academy even visited the door. They wanted to directly compete for the apprentice with Xue Wangyou. From this incident, we can also see how good the third senior sister's calligraphy is, because there is nothing better in the world than the one in the academy, but she still put down her face and did the thing to directly compete for people.

However, although Xue Wangyou was very afraid of seeing his third senior sister drinking and writing in front of him, how could his apprentice be taken away by others? Of course, he was furious and directly called out the teachers with deep qualifications in the academy.

This seems to be why there are many external practitioners in the academy, but there are absolutely no sword practitioners in the Ligong Sword Academy.

This incident caused a great sensation at that time, but fortunately, the academy was not really that stingy, so I resented Ligong Jianyuan, but some of them were disliked.

Senior Sister Third is very low-key, but it doesn’t mean she is very weak.

Faced with Li Mengzhou's shameless idea of ​​selling the words to her, the third senior sister would never give him any face, "I won't buy it, I don't have money. You can write a few more pictures and give it to me."

The third senior sister really expressed her attitude with a pity, which made Li Mengzhou, who was full of hope, suddenly turned black.

Although his face was not white at all.

He felt more and more that making money was indeed the easiest to be an assassin.

He only stayed in Shuning for three years, and when he became a killer under the name of "Fusheng", it only started half a year later. In just two and a half years, in addition to the necessary expenses, he also saved hundreds of taels of silver.

Since he arrived in the capital, he has never experienced the pleasure of having money to be with him. Even if he has it, it is only temporary and will soon become a pauper again.

Now, the salary from Tianshuyuan is paid every month, but not much. If Gu Shiyan did not live in Chaosixiang, he would save some money and could barely get through it. Now he is just trying to minimize his appetite.

He really began to have the idea of ​​getting money.

However, if he is a disciple of Ligong Sword Academy and becomes an assassin, if Xue Wangyou knows it, he will definitely be beaten to death. He is a little embarrassed and will also be very embarrassed by Ligong Sword Academy. He is not interested in places like the gambling house and will not bet.

Moreover, most of the gambling shops in the capital city also have some strange people who can visualize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, just to prevent other strange people from coming to the gambling shop to commit fraud. Of course, they cannot beware of practitioners. Even if they are short of money and shameless practitioners, they cannot go to the gambling shop to gamble for money. At least they cannot have them in the capital city. They will only choose to go to small places because they can perfectly hide their identity as a practitioner.

Only in big cities or big gambling houses can there be strangers.

He could not stay in the Ligong Sword Courtyard like the third senior sister, unless necessary. When the time comes, someone will come to deliver the meal, and there are people who are specialized in purchasing. The third senior sister only needs pen, ink, paper and inkstone. She also has clothes to change and never apply any rouge and red powder, so she doesn't have to worry about the money.

Li Mengzhou held a brush in his hand, pretending to think, as if muttering to himself, and said in a tentative tone: "If you say I go to rob the rich and help the poor, will the officials arrest me?"

Senior Sister Third said calmly: "What you have to worry about is not whether the government will arrest you. It is definitely to arrest you. The main thing is whether you will be caught and whether you will be exposed as a cultivator."

Li Mengzhou opened his eyes slightly and said, "If you go to the robbery practitioners, they will definitely know that I am a sword cultivator, and naturally they can also think of Ligong Sword Court. I can't kill them all. After all, I want to rob the rich and help the poor, not kill people. If you go to rob ordinary people, it would be much easier, but in the capital, wealthy families with a little money have more or less backgrounds, and it's really troublesome to think about it."

He felt quite regretful when he was in Yanzi Town. Why didn’t he think about plundering all the money from the Wei family? Now this situation is obviously not suitable to return to Yanzi Town. Moreover, so time has passed, the Wei family may have been empty.

The third senior sister's expression became a little weird and she said, "Are you short of money?"

"It's so scarce." Li Mengzhou sighed, "It's so scarce."

Senior Sister Third thought about it carefully and said, "I have some old copybooks that I can't put down and have no place to throw away. You can sell them. With my signature on them, each copybook can be sold at least a few hundred taels of silver. Of course, that is the price in the eyes of people who know copybooks. If you just go to a bookstore to sell, it will be only a few dozen taels of silver at most."

Li Mengzhou almost glared out his eyes, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth silently, and said, "Sister Third Senior Sister is really the best third Senior Sister in the world. If I can become the third Senior Sister's junior brother, I must have been a great charity in my previous life."

A few hundred taels of silver!

Even if it is sold to a slightly unrecognizable person, it can be worth dozens of taels.

If you sell hundreds or thousands of posts, how much money will it cost?

I can't spend it all in this life!

The third senior sister ignored Li Mengzhou's somewhat obsessed with dementia and said, "Since I know I'm fine, I'll write obediently."

"Write, write it right away!" Li Mengzhou held the brush tightly excitedly, "How much does senior sister want, how much will I write for you!"

Senior Sister Third said calmly: "I only need one piece. It's useless to ask for more, it's just waste paper."

Hearing this, although Li Mengzhou became a little disappointed, he thought about it, as long as he could sell the copybook of Senior Sister Third, it would be better to write only one. The key question is, if the copybook is sold out, will Senior Sister Third sell her other copybooks?

This is a very tangled issue.

But Li Mengzhou doesn't really love silver so much. He is just forced to live. Just enough money is enough, and he is not greedy.

Thinking of this, he calmly reached out to smooth the rice paper, picked up the pen and wrote.

He didn't know what to write, so he still wrote the three big words "Impossible".

In order to prevent the third senior sister from accidentally destroying her copybook while drinking, he wrote another one very thoughtfully.

Li Mengzhou was very satisfied with the pen slowly.

Then he picked up the two copybooks and carefully handed them to Senior Sister Third. Although he felt very satisfied, he seemed not as well-written as before. I don’t know if Senior Sister Third was satisfied.

He really has no attainment in the way of calligraphy. He just wrote nonsense. He tried his best to restore the writing style at that time, but I don’t know if it was because of the different environment and mood. These two copybooks are still different from the previous one.

Fortunately, the third senior sister didn't say anything, but just slowly folded the copybook, put it in the pocket of her sleeve, and said, "I'm back. When you have time, go to my place and take away my unwanted copybook."

Li Mengzhou bowed repeatedly, "Thank you, Senior Sister Third."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead silently, and suddenly remembered something again, called the third senior sister who was about to turn around, and said, "The fourth senior brother has already taken other senior brothers in the inner courtyard to guard the south city gate. Is the third senior sister not going to help?"

Senior Sister Third was silent for a moment and said calmly: "It's good to leave this matter to Xiao Si. Besides, Master Zhuo is watching in the dark. Even if an accident really happens, it will be solved soon. I still have to go back to write and have no time to pay attention to these things."

Looking at the third senior sister who turned and left, Li Mengzhou sighed secretly, "The third senior sister is really very personality."

He did not stay here for a long time, and immediately turned around and went down the mountain.

Ning Haoran said that he wanted to stay in Ligong Jianyuan, which was obviously forgotten by him early on. Even if he remembered it, he would not be able to stay here because he still had very important things to do.

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Inside the palace hall.

The old god Xue Wangyou looked down at his feet, and the medicine king Chenru explained the Empress's physical condition to His Majesty the emperor. Jiang Tingyu, Xu Hexian, and Fan Wuwei were all standing quietly in the hall.

Except for the few generals in the military headquarters who were not in the capital, and the Qingyun Prison was full of scholars, only Yue Shiting was not there, and the capital of the three departments including Tianshu Yuan was here.

Thanks to the powerful medical skills of the Medicine King Chenru, the Queen's exotic aura has been suppressed. Although she cannot be expelled for the time being, her body is no longer injuring her. She just cannot get out of bed and walk around for the time being.

His Majesty the Emperor felt a little relieved, looked at the people in the hall, and said in a deep voice: "There is a leader of the sword courtyard disciple Ning Haoran, the east gate, Xie Chunfeng is there in the west gate, and Chen Qiubai and Bei Zangfeng are there respectively. They are the last intercepted level. The real battle situation is still in the palace. You must pull out the monks outside the mountain for me."

Xue Wangyou smashed her mouth and said, "Chen Moxi has already returned to the capital. Why didn't His Majesty find him? Why should I disturb me from drinking?"

Xue Wangyou is a strong man at the peak of the fifth realm. He is also a sword cultivator. He doesn't like the court very much. If it weren't for His Majesty the Emperor's invitation, he would definitely not want to pay attention to this matter. Even if there might be monks outside the mountain in the capital, if he wants to come, there will be others to solve it. There is no need to let him leave his comfortable recliner.

This is not because Xue Wangyou refused to give the emperor a shame, let alone in some aspects of the practice of the disciples of the Sword Academy. He just felt that Chen Moxi, as the national teacher, should come forward, and he was very unhappy if he didn't see him in the palace.

His Majesty the Emperor glanced at Xue Wangyou and said, "After the national master returned to the capital, he sneaked into the palace of Zhaixing Mansion to study the starry art that embraces all rivers, looking for opportunities to further break through the realm. I did not disturb him. President Xue is the first sword cultivator in my country of Jiang. He once fought with monks outside the mountain during the period of devil destruction. It would be more appropriate for you to help with this matter."

Neither Xu Hexian nor Fan Wuwei nor even Jiang Tingyu had really experienced the period of devil swinging. When they were young, the period of devil swinging was over. Even if they embarked on the path of cultivation, they were just small people at the bottom and had no qualifications to contact the war of monks outside the mountain.

What's more, in the early stages of the Demonic Demonic Period, Xu Hexian and Jiang Tingyu were just born, and even His Majesty the Emperor was still at the age of learning to speak, and Fan Wuwei was not born yet.

Chen Moxi and Xue Wangyou were both teenagers in that period, but at least they had experienced that period, and at the end of the demon-defying period, they both grew to a certain extent, and they were all the amazing people they once were.

For monks outside the mountain, Chen Moxi and Xue Wangyou must of course have at least one of them in the palace to ensure that they are foolproof.

Jiang Tingyu took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, the criminal mobilized all the power of Tianshu Court in the capital and found some clues. Regardless of whether the person hidden in the palace was a monk outside the mountain, he was not alone. Outside the palace, there were still some people who helped him. I have sent someone to arrest him. As long as the person outside the palace was caught, the identity of the person in the palace would be revealed by Xu Si's method of interrogating the prisoner."

Although Xu Hexian has always been incompatible with Jiang Tingyu, he also cooperated with this situation: "I will definitely help the head of Jiang Yuan. He will definitely arrest the murderer before dawn."

This is definitely good news for His Majesty. Whenever you think of the monks outside the mountain still hiding in the palace, or even not far away from him, the monstrous murderous intent is uncontrollable.

As the king of a country, His Majesty the Emperor will naturally not be afraid of those monks outside the mountain, but the threats of monks outside the mountain to the world are unimaginable. He is worried about the safety of the queen. If he could capture the murderer earlier, he would naturally be able to feel at ease sooner. Moreover, he could no longer resist the urge to cramp and peel the monks outside the mountain.

Fan Wuwei said in contemplation: "If the monks outside the mountain have helpers outside the palace, their cultivation level will definitely not be very high, but at least they will not be too low. Either they do not have the ability to get rid of the eyes in the palace and can only stay outside the palace to provide some help, or they have other arrangements. For the sake of security, all those who go to arrest must have certain strength."

Jiang Tingyu said: "Qing Yi personally went to arrest Tianshu Courtyard, and each department also sent experts to separate operations. There were also strong men trained by the military generals to accompany him. Even if the enemy's strength was unexpected, the strong men from each practicing mountain gate who were strictly guarded outside the four city gates could immediately distribute people to help, which would be safe."

"And if I deliberately reveal this matter, they will definitely find a way to escape from the city. Even the one hidden in the palace will not be able to sit still sooner or later."

"He is in the dark, we are in the light, and he may know very well how many powerful people are in the palace today. Even if he is patient, he will never be able to wait for us to find him. He will definitely have the idea of ​​escaping from the palace. What we have to do is to force him to make the choice we want while he is hesitant to escape or keep his troops in motion."

"This is the capital, the capital of our Jiang people. No matter how deep the hidden person is, he cannot escape the French Open. He is destined to be unable to fly."

Jiang Tingyu made many arrangements in a short period of time, almost blocking the way out that the person hidden in the palace could think of. The only way to live was set up. Even if the other party noticed this matter, he could only continue to walk in the direction of the trap, because the other directions were cliffs, even though he knew that there was danger ahead, he had at least a hope.

Fan Wuwei looked at Jiang Tingyu with admiration and silently gave him a thumbs up.

Even Xu Hexian had to admit at this time that Jiang Tingyu was really a strong man with both IQ and strength.

He has always believed that Jiang Tingyu is not suitable for staying in the temple, because Jiang Tingyu came from the world and was disobedient to discipline. He used to be full of energy and ignored worldly rules. He was an extremely uncontrollable type of person, as annoying as a sword cultivator.

But sometimes he had to admit that in some aspects, Jiang Tingyu was really strong and calm.

His Majesty the Emperor was also very satisfied with Jiang Tingyu's perfect arrangement. In the temple, except as the queen who was the pillow, Jiang Tingyu has always been the person he trusted the most because they met in his youth. At that time, His Majesty the Emperor was not the emperor, and Jiang Tingyu was still the energetic knight.

Jiang Tingyu, who entered middle age, is naturally much more mature than he was when he was a teenager, and he can even be described as two people. However, Jiang Tingyu's domineering aura that once walked around the world was always in his blood, but he was just hidden.

"Then I will wait for all my dear ministers to throw the monks outside the mountain into front of me."
Chapter completed!