The path of the villain is not easy

Chapter 44 The Alien Version of Farewell My Concubine

He also thought about telling Changsun Lianyi about this.However, what can Changsun Lianyi do?If the Changsun Palace purchased a large amount of grain, it would be distributed to the victims after the disaster.

From Changsun Ji's point of view, that means the old birthday star eats arsenic - he doesn't want to live anymore.Emperor Yan is not dead yet, so he wins people's hearts like this, isn't it like going to the toilet with a lantern - looking for shit (death).

Changsun Ji thought about it and thought that he could only buy a batch of grain on the pretext that his grandson wanted to open a grain store. When the disaster broke out, it would just be used to help the people.

Moreover, Changsun Ji did not dare to distribute too much.But you can buy as many as you can.In the future, food prices will surely double.If he makes some moves in the future, whether it is used as military rations or sold as military funds, it is fine.

As for the cave where he asked Ma Xiao to store food, it was discovered in a dream in his previous life.I don't know who lived in that mountain before, but half of the whole mountain was hollowed out. The lower half of the mountain is a solid mountain, and the mountain is empty when it reaches the halfway up.

The most important thing is that there is an ancient road that can be directly connected to it for carriage by horse-drawn carriage.And the location is extremely secretive, this time, it can just be used to store food.

This mountain is called Tongshan, located in the north of Yandu.It's not too far from Yandu. It was Changsun Ji who spent an afternoon looking for the map and drawing it from memory.For Ma Xiao to look for.

Instructing Zizhu to give the remaining 500 taels to Shen Qiuyi, Changsun Ji clapped his hands and smiled wryly. The 2000 taels of silver disappeared within an afternoon of staying in his hands, no wonder Zizhu made fun of him and said, "Even the richest young master in the capital would not dare to squander like this."

He didn't want to, but he needed money everywhere.He also thought about making some glass, soap and other things to make a fortune.It's just that now he doesn't have any craftsmen in this field at all. If he can just find a shop, that's fine, but he doesn't feel at ease at all.If the confidentiality work is not done well, he would rather not do it.

I bitterly hate pressing the gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others.He can't do this kind of thing.

What should be done has been done, Changsun Ji can only wait for the result.Days are back to normal.Changsun Ji writes and writes every day, and he feels comfortable practicing martial arts.

Changsun Ji put the brush in the inkstone, and soaked it with ink.Feeling something wrong with the hand, I looked up and found that there was no ink in the inkstone.

Changsun Ji coughed a few times, seeing that Zizhu standing beside him was still indifferent, holding a few pieces of rice paper and reading with relish, showing a smirk from time to time.

"Zizhu, it's raining!" Changsun Ji shouted suddenly.

"What, it's raining, then it's raining." Zizhu was startled awake by Changsun Ji, with a dazed face, looked at Changsun Ji stupidly, then looked up at the bright sun shining brightly.

Then he came to his senses, with a disgusted expression on his face that he was scaring me.

"Ahem, Zizhu, I didn't hire you to entertain me here. You are seriously dereliction of duty. Be careful that I will deduct your monthly salary." Changsun Ji said, looking at the empty inkstone.

"My lord, you can't deduct it any more. I'm going to let you deduct it for this month. If you deduct it again, I should pay you back. This is the bottom line of others." Zizhu looked at the dry inkstone. , stuck out his tongue and quickly picked up an ink ingot from the table and ground it in the inkstone for a few times, then added water to grind it carefully.

"Oh, that son wants to deduct your monthly salary, what will happen if you challenge your bottom line!" Changsun Ji asked with interest.

"Then Zizhu will be replaced with a bottom line white, what a big deal."

"You..." Changsun Ji looked at the spineless Zizhu and said with a smile.

Soon, Zizhu polished the ink well, and then ran to Changsun Ji's back with a courteous face, stretched out a pair of soft barbs to knead and pinch Changsun Ji's back.

"Why, what else is there to ask the young master?"

"Zizhu's careful thinking can't be hidden from the young master." Zizhu said in an admiring tone.

"Okay, stop sycophating. Your little thoughts are written on your face, so I guess?" Changsun Ji said angrily.

"Young master, just tell me. I'm so curious what happened to Yu Ji in the end."

"I want to know what happened to Concubine Yu later?" Changsun Ji looked at Zi Zhu who was nodding obediently, and said, "Then my son will be very merciful..."

Seeing that Zi Zhu's eyes had started to light up, he continued, "I'm so merciful to keep you curious."

"Ah, son, you are too bad."

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Since the mid-autumn rain, the weather has become hotter every day.Therefore, Changsun Ji was forced to change the time of martial arts practice to late at night.

During the day, Changsun Ji hid in his room and practiced calligraphy.Copying books all the time will always feel boring, so Changsun Ji had a whim to adapt some novels and interesting stories from his previous life into stories that fit the plot of this world.

For example, the few pieces of rice paper that attracted Zizhu just now were written on the story of "Farewell My Concubine" in his previous life.In the current feudal imperial dynasty, all entertainment should not be related to princely hegemony, which is forbidden.

It would definitely not work if the matter of Xiang Yu Yuji was copied directly.So Changsun Ji changed the identities and backgrounds of the two a little bit. For example, Xiang Yu made him a wandering knight-errant, brave and strong.But fell in love with Yu Ji, a lady from an official's family.The two pursued love and escaped.It's just that this young lady named Yu Ji made a marriage contract with the son of another general.

After the general's son knew about this, he was naturally furious.So he led his troops to chase, and after several twists and turns, he finally caught up with two people in front of the Wujiang River. After the torrential river, they chased after the soldiers, so an exotic farewell concubine started.

It's just that as it was written, Changsun Ji felt that the plot of the story was very familiar.When I was chatting with Zizhu just now, I finally realized that the son of the general is me, isn't he?Therefore, he didn't want to write any more, and he didn't want to tell Zizhu the result.

However, after a long period of being cute and coquettish, Changsun Ji still lost to Zizhu.Telling Zizhu that she will be Farewell My Concubine later, Yu Ji Xiang Yu slays herself one after another.

As a result, Zizhu instantly turned into a sullen mode, looking at Zizhu who was about to shed tears, Changsun Ji couldn't laugh or cry. "I said I shouldn't tell you, but you still have to listen."

"Young master, why don't you let Xiang Yu and Yu Ji's lovers get married, why do you write them dead?"

"It's not that I wrote them to death, but fate arranged them to have such an ending. Didn't they get married in the end? A bad ending is also the best ending. Isn't it? Tragedy can be remembered for a long time. "Changsun Ji explained solemnly.

"Although I didn't understand what it meant, but I feel that what you said makes sense, my lord." Zizhu seemed half-understood.

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