Chapter 2244: There Is Something in the Temple that Cannot Be Accepted

"Oh? I'll go check it out. Sorry, everyone. I'll send someone to replace you if there's an emergency at home."

Li Yi stood up, clasped his fists, turned around and walked away.

No one stopped him. The people were in a daze, with a look of astonishment on their faces.

Ji Yizheng was also in a daze, with a look of fear on his face.

Ron opened his mouth, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start. Brother Shunzhi, why did you say one more word?

"The person who wrote the word 'Fu' just now was Li Dongzhu?"

"You already have the answer, why ask again."

"Someone just scolded Li Dongzhu?"

"It was him. His calligraphy is ugly and he is jealous of Li Dongzhu."

"Beat him and let him have a good New Year."

"What New Year? This day next year will be his... Don't run."

"Don't chase him. He's in. Ask Li Dongzhu to deal with him later."

"Oh, I fell down. Hahaha..."

"Song Wulang, let me see your Spring Festival couplet."

"Give it to you, no, no, what if it goes into your eyes?"

"No, I won't look at it for nothing. You pay one salted duck egg, and I'll give you five."

"I'll slap you. The Spring Festival couplets written by Li Dongzhu for me are worth five salted duck eggs? I'll go back and paste them in the house, not outside."

"Don't try to hit on me, don't look at me, my blessing character will be passed down from generation to generation."

"I wonder why that eunuch is so easy to talk to. He cut in line with a hundred strings of cash and gave it to me without hesitation."

"If I had known earlier, I would have cut in line. I could have taken out a hundred strings of cash."

The people said, and those who were in line looked at the people who had already received the Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters written by Li Yi.

The people who were being looked at quickly put the things in their arms and looked around vigilantly, looking at everyone as a bad person.

This is the "blessing" given by Li Dongzhu. Go home and find someone to frame it.

A man in his forties or fifties came trotting over: "Doctor Li has something to do in his farm, I'm here to write Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters for you."

"What do you do? Is your calligraphy as valuable as Li Dongzhu's?"

The person who was waiting in line for his turn had a sad face, and he was the next one, but...

"Do you want to sell it for money?" the man asked.

"No, how dare I sell it? Li Dongzhu's calligraphy and paintings are beautiful."

The other party shook his head vigorously, yes, money cannot be discussed.

"Go and ask a few painters from the opera garden, they can learn after just one look."

The man first ordered someone to find helpers. When he saw Li Yi's style, he felt that he couldn't imitate it for a while.

Fortunately, there are talented people in the opera garden who are good at imitating.

"What are you writing?" The person at the front of the line asked again.

"I write small regular script, a certain Li Chaoyin, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel."

The person who came later signed up, Li Chaoyin, a fourth-rank minister.

"Oh, the minister! Just make do."

The other party still felt wronged. The minister is indeed a high-ranking official, but it depends on who you compare with.

Ron looked at the person in front of him: "Are you still writing?"

"Do you know Li Dongzhu?" the person in front of the team asked.

"I know him, but I just couldn't say it." Ron nodded.

"Can you see His Majesty?" The other party still had questions, and the person next to him was the Minister.

"I have seen him." Ron told the truth, seeing that person, it was a nightmare!

"Okay! But I can't give you two salted duck eggs."

The man was going to give two, and was going to keep one, and then go to the back of the team next to him to give it to the Minister.

Ron took a deep breath: "Thank you! Your salted duck eggs are valuable."

"Not really, I only took two, otherwise I would give you a few more later." The man was embarrassed.

"No problem." Ron put down his pen.

...

Li Yi and Song De returned to the courtyard, and Song De reported: "Let's take over the Luoyan Temple that Dongzhu asked for, and knock and bang according to the requirements, and find the tunnel..."

Song De said that Luoyan Temple was knocked and knocked, and a secret door on the pillar was found.

Carefully break it open, and there is indeed a tunnel. First ventilate it, blow air hard inside, and then hold an oxygen bag and hold a candle to move forward.

As a result, a large pile of gold, bamboo slips, and silk were found. The bamboo slips and silk were not touched. A piece of gold was taken out for inspection and confirmed to be real.

"Luoyan Temple? Built by the previous dynasty, who hid the things inside?"

Li Yi narrowed his eyes and the information came out.

Luoyan Temple was built in the 19th year of Kaihuang in the Sui Dynasty. It is located in the southwest of Luoyang City. There is a village called Yanqiu there.

The local area is relatively desolate at the moment, with few people, a lot of loess, almost no minerals, and very low per-acre land yield.

It is estimated that the people of Luoyan Temple knew that the place was not good, so they gave up the temple. Anyway, the surrounding land is not good for growing crops.

When Li Yi chose, he did not look at the local situation at all. As long as the land was given, he would take it.

"Everyone dared not move lightly, for fear that important information would be recorded on the bamboo slips or silk."

Song De emphasized that if they did not touch it, it would depend on you, the owner, what to do.

"Seal it up. We'll go there on the second day of the first lunar month. I need to prepare some things. I hope it won't take too long and I can take it out intact."

Li Yi decided to take a look first, and then prepare potions or something according to the actual situation, and take pictures.

If he has to repair it carefully, he has to come back to learn antique restoration.

The temple was built in the Sui Dynasty. It has been 120 years now. The things inside may not be from the Sui Dynasty. They may have been placed in the temple for a longer time.

Gold is not afraid. The reason why gold is valuable is that it can be preserved for a very long time.

Gold is resistant to corrosion and oxidation. Buddhist scriptures written in gold foil can be preserved longer than those written on paper.

"Should we tell the people who gave up Luoyan Temple about this?" Song De asked in a low voice.

Li Yi shook his head: "I can't tell you. If you tell someone, others will think that there are also other temples and monasteries. When we occupy them, we can't explain it clearly."

"What the host said is very true. All the people in Zhuangzi went in. We are not afraid of spreading it outside."

Song De didn't want to give it to others. The people in Luoyan Temple didn't know it themselves. UU reading www.uuｋanshu.net shows that these people are not from the same heritage as before.

Then he asked: "How to deal with Ji Yizheng?"

When he went there, he happened to hear Ji Yizheng's words. He dared to disrespect the host and beat him to death.

"What to deal with? I'm not His Majesty, and I don't allow others to say it? How is he now?"

Li Yi didn't want to deal with Ji Yizheng, at least not now, wait until he got the evidence.

Song De turned and ran away, and came back after a while: "He ran away, ran into the village, and the people wanted to beat him. He fell and broke the skin on the palms of his hands."

"It hurts!" Li Yi put his hands together and rubbed them, as if he felt the same way.

He knows the feeling of falling down and slapping his hands on the ground in winter, pain, numbness, swelling, like a needle prick, one needle after another.

After washing, it itches and hurts, and it is guaranteed to be swollen.

"He cried, and he cried alone in the assigned room, and people outside heard it." Song De added.

Li Yi nodded: "He didn't cry because of the pain, but because he didn't know what to do next. He was afraid of death and being driven out of the village."

Li Yi analyzed it based on human nature. If he were in Ji Yizheng's position, would he feel uncomfortable?

Song De hesitated: "Master, if it were you, would you have any way to deal with it?"

"Me? I would never make such a mistake. Unless we are enemies, I would try not to offend anyone, even peddlers.

Look at the relationship between Wen Tian and Xiaolan. Xiaolan was nothing at the beginning, but Wen Tian helped her.

Xiaolan would repay the favor of a meal and always guard Wen Tian. Xiaolan killed many people."

Li Yi shook his head. Ji Yizheng was too stupid. He used to have a good relationship with the doorman. How could he dare to offend people easily?

"No solution?" Song De was worried. He couldn't let Ji Yizheng go, and he still hoped to get information through him.