technical type

This kind of approach is fooling the devil!

Ji Mo looked at the obvious puddle of "books" that were still dripping with water on the bookshelf, and shook his head slightly. A normal person wouldn't believe this was an accident.

I wanted to see if the new manager would find out, or if someone would find the problem in the next cleaning, but unfortunately——

[Please select the time, 200 years, 500 years, 1000 years, 2000 years...]

"200."

This time, it's still in the same room, but it's not the original room. Has it changed to a warehouse?

Ji Mo was a little surprised. After looking more carefully, he felt that the lighting in this room was too good, and it really didn't look like a warehouse.

Anyone who has preserved books, calligraphy and paintings knows that it is best not to let these things be exposed to direct sunlight, as it is easy to cause the paint to fade and the paper to become brittle and yellow. Such good lighting is good for learning, but it is not a good thing for preserving books.

"Look, it's here. These books are all orphans. Don't think I'm a prodigal. I've already given a low price. If you bargain, the door is here. Go or not!"

A young man led two people in. Those two seemed to be the buyers. A middle-aged man should be the owner, and the man who followed him might be a steward. The reason why he said he was a steward and not an ordinary servant was because the other party A bit old-fashioned, he doesn't look like someone who is waiting to run errands, and he should be brought around to listen to him because he has some knowledge.

If you want to compare it, it may be the shopkeeper and his like, with a somewhat inconspicuous sense of cunning and cunning.

"I know, I know, how could my master lie to you for nothing."

The steward said so, looked at the middle-aged man, followed the young man into the door, and carefully inspected the things on the bookshelf at the first time. Be careful, I first got a good impression in my heart, and I didn't talk to the host, and sighed: "Seeing that you are also a book lover, you choose carefully, if you choose, I will give you a low price, and these books are also good. I have looked down on the big ones since I was young, and if I have no choice, I would not give them up..."

The young man's words were different from the previous style, and more authentic and credible. The middle-aged man heard it outside the door, and his eyebrows twitched. Before he came, he had inquired about the cause and effect of this house, and knew why he came here. He couldn't help but said: "Your troubles can't be solved by money. In fact, the military assistant is young and promising, so this matter may not be wrong—"

"No more!" The young man turned his head and glared, "No matter what, I won't let my sister be his concubine! Although my Qi family is small, I'm not the one who wants to sell my sister!"

Huh?What kind of story is this?

Originally, Ji Mo was following the steward to select calligraphy and painting books to see what was in the collection of books in this room. Hearing this, Ji Mo was distracted to read, and always felt that there were quite a lot of stories to be discovered in it. It turns out that this prodigal son is not an ordinary prodigal son. Sister control?

"Ugh……"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man sighed and stopped talking. After all, it's hard to talk about other people's affairs.

The steward quickly selected some books, calligraphy and paintings, and there was a book case, which contained the books made by Ji Mo. Because the books were the words of the family, Ji Mo was not good at speaking for the big family of Ji, so this One time, the name on the booklet was not "Ji's Astrology", but "Mo Xingshu". Due to the haste of the incident, the manuscript has not yet been finalized. Or it would be easier to get famous, now it seems that it is a bit embarrassing, this name is really too mysterious.

Seeing that the steward came out, he signaled that the selection was done, and the young man stopped talking about family affairs with outsiders, and directly quoted the price, and then reduced it by one or two, saying: "I just hope you don't let these books down."

There is a lot of reluctance in the words.

Seeing him like this, the middle-aged man re-quoted, but added two points more than the original price, and said bluntly: "Since you are like this, I don't want to deceive the Lord. This time I didn't come here to pick up a bargain. Black Star Art" is here, Tete came to look for it, I am not the master, the master has someone else, I can't tell, don't blame me."

This self-exposure is really shocking, what does it mean?

The young man was dumbfounded, and Ji Mo also raised his eyebrows. Did he come looking for him?

Looking for my own works = looking for myself, there is nothing wrong with it, but where are the people of the Ji family? If there is something to watch the stars, why not look for them?

Could it be that it has fallen?

It's not the patriarch of the Ji clan, but Ji Mo is a little concerned about how much Chenghui has. He looks over and expects the other party to say a few more words.

The middle-aged man couldn't see Ji Mo's looking forward to it, so he didn't say anything more, and after bowing his hands as a salute, he would take the housekeeper and leave.

The housekeeper brought a rattan bookcase with him, and he had packed all the selected books into it, ready to walk away.

The young man grabbed the box quickly, and said: "Sir, don't worry, just now I offended you with my words, please tell me clearly how to solve my Qi family's distress?"

The middle-aged man turned around, looked at the young man who was sincerely asking for advice, and shook his head slightly: "My words have come to an end, other than that, there is no other way but to cherish oneself."

After all, he strode out and never looked back.

The young man was stunned, and murmured: "Is it really necessary to...?"

The steward brushed off his hand, put the bookcase on his back, and said: "The army is at your side, and you don't know how to be in awe. A woman, can the family survive? I hope your ancestors will be of the same heart."

These words seemed to have stabbed the young man hard. There were only two people left in the Qi family. The young man was the son of the heir, so there was no need to say too much, but a younger sister, or a concubine, was it really worth cutting off the blood of the Qi family?How can the ancestors of the Qi family be in the underground?

Others see her as a good relative, but she refuses because she "doesn't want to be a concubine", but is she disdainful?

Don't mention the strength of character, the concubine's concubine is not the beginning, let alone the Qi family's daughter, a high-ranking military officer, why is He De not worthy of the Qi family's concubine as a concubine?

Disobedience with humility, humiliation.Qi family, take the way of death.

The steward took a few light silver bills in the hands of the young man, turned around and left without looking back, like the Qi family, they are no longer immutable, I don't know what the young man can rely on, let's see him in the future.

Ji Mo walked away with the bookcase, looked back at the young man who seemed to be still under attack, shook his head slightly, where did the stunned head come from, could it be that the ancestors of the Qi family did not dare to disobey it?

The middle-aged man and the steward boarded a carriage as soon as they left the house, the carriage moved forward slowly, and after walking a certain distance, the middle-aged man said: "This trip is worthwhile, in this way, most of the "Black Star Technique" has been obtained. "

The steward said "yes", and said that no one else in this city had this book, or it was scattered in other places without getting its name.

The two chatted for a while, and then Ji Mo realized how he fell into the home of ordinary people. Back then, the servants were so bold that they stole books and took them out. The key was that they were illiterate, and they didn't know what to do. , so it was sold cheaply, and it was scattered.

Everyone in the world knows that the price of complete sets is more expensive. It is difficult for them to bring out complete sets, so they sell them scattered. As a result, it would take a lot of work for the middle-aged man to collect them all. Who knows if the pages that don’t even have covers are real or not. Fortunately, if there are orphan copies, there will be orphan pages. There are always people buying and selling, just look for it slowly.

The deceased old man of the Qi family was a book lover, and he collected the "Mo Xing Shu" slowly, which is already the most, which is why Ji Mo is here, not there.

"Thank you, Jun Zuo, for the news."

The middle-aged man suddenly said so.

The steward smiled at the side: "I've helped him 'force', and I don't know how charming that concubine of the Qi family is, so that he pursues it so much."

"It must be My Fair Lady."

The middle-aged man touched his chin and said this, as if he also had two points of reverie, not much after all.

Ji Mo was stunned when he heard this, and it turned out that these two were with the military officer who had never met before. This is really... that young man may really have nowhere to go, he was surrounded like this , What are you still holding on to?

The middle-aged man and the steward are both men. When a man talks about such a topic, he will inevitably deviate from his original intention. He can't help but talk about the ability of the officer, but he can become the third person in the army in a short time. It is true that a good background is one aspect, but its ability is really not small, what kind of lady is hard to ask for, but if this is the case, it can also be regarded as a joke.

"In Luan City, is the concubine of the Qi family famous?"

"It's because I haven't heard of it that I feel weird."

When the two of them talked about this matter, they were very puzzling, but they didn't go into it too deeply. After all, it was just chatting.

Ji Mo then hurried on the road, the journey was long, the boats and cars were tiring, and it was time to choose the time before he saw the face of the master's family.

[Please select the time, 500 years, 1000 years, 2000 years, 3000 years...]

"500."

Why are you looking for "Moxingshu"?With such doubts in his arms, Ji Mo felt a little regretful that he couldn't rush to see the master to clarify his doubts.

At this point in time, Ji Mo was still in the room, but another one was changed. Fortunately, it was not on a boat. The boat was sailing in the water a moment ago, and Ji Mo was always worried that there would be "water disaster" affecting the book, even if he saw that boat The steward wrapped several layers of kraft paper, but he was still worried.

Fortunately, the smooth choice made him understand that those things did not happen after all.

The bookcase was changed again. If it wasn't for the faint connection between Ji Mo and the books now, if the kite strings were tied together, he might not be able to judge which of the bookshelves full of books are his own works.

There are really too many books up to the ceiling, the bottom ones are fine, the top ones seem to be a little untidy, and they look like they could be dumped at any time, and people are secretly worried when they look at them.

Ji Mo's works, the bookcase is placed in the middle of the bookshelf, there is no dust on it, it seems that it is often flipped through.

This is a semi-dark room. Books are stored on the dark side, and there is a long table on the bright side. There are books, pens and ink on the table. There are side voices.