Anti-counterattack Law [Quick Transmigration]

The shopkeeper looked at Lu Heng, stared at him silently for a long time, trying to see other emotions from his calm and smiling face.

However, he didn't see anything. The seemingly sincere face in front of him seemed to be shrouded in the winter morning mist, making him look at the mountain like a mist, always blurred.And all his thoughts are covered up, making it difficult for people to peep.

There was a smile in his eyes, but he never saw the smile go deep into his eyes, and the color in his eyes was so deep that it made people feel chills all over.

Even when this kind of person is plotting against you, he still smiles. He can hand you the tea gently while stabbing the dagger hidden in his sleeve into your heart, so that you will not be able to see clearly until you die. His true colors.

He had never seen many such people in his life.

Those who have met by chance are all heroes among men, extraordinary.

As expected, he is the proud disciple taught by Yunmen. He really is unfathomable, but what does that have to do with him?

He had already made up his mind to spend the rest of his life in Pingyang City, regardless of the so-called general trend of the world.

Ji Zhinian suddenly put down the cloth full of words in his hand, stood up without saying a word, and walked towards the bookshelf standing in the north with bumpy steps.

The north position is a position that symbolizes humbleness in this world.

In this troubled world, whoever is the humblest and the cheapest is naturally a commoner whose life is like nothing.

Seeing his subconscious behavior, the smile in Lu Heng's eyes deepened a lot, it turned out that he was a duplicity person.And he is used to dealing with such people.

When the shopkeeper returned to his place with a new bamboo slip, he found that Lu Heng was looking at the cloth he had seen before. Seeing him coming back, he did not put it down, but repeated patiently: "Mr. How do you know that it is the descending six, not the Liang people?"

The shop owner didn't answer Lu Heng's question, and just sat down in his original position, as if he didn't hear his words.

"Mr. is knowledgeable. The books here have benefited me a lot. Mister sits quietly in the bookstore all day. Do you have any thoughts on the few books I picked up a few days ago? Why don't you talk about it?"

The shop owner opened the bamboo slips and said in a low voice: "Sixth Young Master comes to me every day to kill time, doesn't he already know my identity? Sixth Young Master don't need to worry too much, I'm already useless, I just want to Live the rest of your life."

"As for the benefit from what the young master said, all I read are nonsense and nonsense, there is nothing to discuss, the young master should leave as soon as possible!"

"I have a few old things here that I want to talk about with my husband in detail. Could you give me some time, sir?"

The owner took a deep breath and said in a calm voice, "Please!"

Lu Heng cleared his throat, and said in a slightly passionate voice: "300 years ago, Mr. Hong Ming was persecuted by gangsters and had his tongue and hands cut off. In the past, Boyue could not hear, could not see, but he practiced his piano skills all day long, but now who knows that this song will last forever? A hundred years ago, Zhong Peng was tortured and lived in a prison cell. As a military adviser, if you plan to kill the enemy, don't you live a prosperous life?"

The shopkeeper's hand holding the bamboo slips trembled slightly, and some light appeared in his eyes, but after touching the lame foot, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

He also thought that he would be someone like Hong Ming Zhong Peng, but the world taught him to recognize the nature of a useless person.

How can a useless person deserve a great ambition?

A useless person should hide in a dark corner for the rest of his life, like him.

Lu Heng continued: "Mr. is a lover of books, so he must know what Mencius said. Mencius said that when the heavens will send great responsibilities to the people of Sri Lanka, they must first work hard on their hearts and minds, exhaust their muscles and bones, starve their bodies, and empty their hearts. The body, the action disturbs what it does, so it moves the heart and endures, and strengthens what it cannot."

Seeing the shopkeeper's empty expression touched, Lu Heng tried his best to fool him, using words he had heard in the mortal world in the past.

"When I traveled around in the past years, I always heard people say that it is never difficult to be an adult without being poor, and the naive is not beaten. Since ancient times, heroes have come out of purgatory, and they have never been rich and honored. In my opinion, is this saying similar to Mencius's words? "

After saying these few words, Lu Heng took out the money from his pocket and put it in front of the shopkeeper, and strode outside with the newly purchased books. The quiet bookstore was filled with Lu Heng's hearty and free voice.That voice was like a sharp blade, piercing through his heart covered in layers of dust, causing the beast imprisoned inside to almost break through the confinement, and see the light of day again.

He said: "Whoever abandons me, can't keep the day of yesterday. Whoever disturbs my mind will worry about today."

Whenever it was cold in the rainy season, his crippled legs would hurt badly, and today was no exception.But after listening to Lu Heng's words, the touch in his heart was far greater than the pain in his legs and feet, and it made him almost forget that he was still a useless person.

He put his hands on his trembling knees, his eyes covered by eyelids were bloodshot and bloodshot: "What a deserter, what a mess with my heart, what a hero from ancient times who came out of purgatory, what a heart-wrenching forbearance!" sex!"

After saying a few "good" words in a row, he suddenly raised his head and laughed. Although the maniacal laughter was still full of bitterness and silence, it was also a little more relieved.

In the past few years, people in Pingyang City have called him a lame man, and he has been called a lot. He also thought he was a lame man, and almost forgot his original name.

He is Ji Zhinian, Ji Zhinian who studied under Xuanjizi!

At that time, Ji Zhinian fought against heroes while talking and laughing, murdered people, and made great achievements repeatedly.

He was also high-spirited, amazingly talented, and he also wanted to save the people from purgatory, so that there would be no more wars in the Central Plains, so that the people would not be displaced, and the result?

Not to mention saving people, he couldn't even save himself.

You are full of passion, and you will never be able to defeat the indifference of this world.

However, I am not reconciled!

I am not reconciled to being in a corner, not reconciled to having nowhere to use what I have learned all my life, and not reconciled to spending my life in mediocrity, so that the master's painstaking teachings for more than ten years will be in vain.

After staying in Pingyang City for nearly half a month, Lu Heng would go to Ji Zhinian's bookstore to sit for a while every day, and would take away new books every time. The types changed every day, and Ji Zhinian's facial expressions became more and more vivid. Get up, no longer numb and meaningless.

On this day, Lu Heng stepped into Ji Zhinian's book store again, and Ji Zhinian was rarely reading. He had prepared hot tea, cakes and fruits, and was waiting for him.

After he sat down, Ji Zhinian poured him a cup of hot tea without any delay, and said: "Ji Zhinian would like to use this tea to practice for the sixth son, and when the son returns to Jin Dynasty successfully, he will serve him with good wine and good meat." son."

This is the first time that Ji Zhinian has spoken his name in person since we got together for nearly half a month, and it is also a manifestation of him facing up to the past. This is undoubtedly good news for Lu Heng.

Lu Heng smiled and said: "Then, Mr. Chengji has a good word."

He will soon leave Pingyang for Liangdu, no one knows this better than him, the main purpose of his coming to the book shop today is to bid farewell to Ji Zhinian.But Ji Zhinian was already prepared. He didn't believe that Ji Zhinian had the ability to pinch and count. The most likely reason was that he got the news that the Jin State Mission was about to cross Pingyang and enter Liang, so he made a plan against him. speculation.

Those who can survive in this city of Pingyang where dragons and snakes are mixed are capable, and those who can live in peace and tranquility are mostly of extraordinary ability.Lu Heng had known for a long time that Ji Zhinian was unparalleled in intelligence and scheming, but his real ability still surprised him.

If the state of Jin had such a person to help, it would not have ended up in a situation of internal and external troubles.

If Liang Guo can trust him and use him sincerely, he will be able to compete in the Central Plains just around the corner.

A person like Ji Zhinian must be reused or directly killed. The idea of ​​leaving him alive is simply digging a hole for himself.

During the small sitting with Ji Zhinian, Lu Heng also knew the reason why Ji Zhinian saw through his identity and the purpose of this trip.

The jade pendant hanging around his waist was something the original owner had brought with him since he was a child. The jade pendant combined the cloud pattern of Yunmen and the white tiger, Lu's totem, in a skillful way.

From the appearance, it is just a delicate jade tablet, but people who are familiar with Yunmen can immediately see the identity of the wearer as a disciple of Yunmen. Combined with the finely carved and specially shaped white tiger totem on the jade pendant, it is not difficult to guess Its identity other than Yunmen disciples.

How difficult is it to figure out its purpose when you have an identity and then connect with the actual situation?

Perhaps Lu Heng opened up his defenses, and maybe he was trying to guide Lu Fei before he left. Ji Zhinian said a lot more than usual: "Jin is also good at calculating, and it uses Young Master Ye as an expedient, but after all, it is short-sighted. In two or three months, when the weather is cold, Zhao and Chen are bound to come again. At that time, the Jin army, which lacks food and clothing and is not resistant to cold, will be defeated. Zhao and Chen will easily take over Jin. .”

With a slight smile on Lu Heng's lips, he casually played with the dark teacup. His fingers were white and slender, in stark contrast to the teacup, so pretty that people couldn't take their eyes off.

"Mr. Ji, how about you and I make a bet in this bookstore today, right now?" Lu Heng said.

Ji Zhinian said: "Please tell me."

"If I can guarantee that the state of Jin will not be trampled by Zhao Chen's iron cavalry within half a year, then Mr. Jin will come to the state of Jin to show off, how about it?"

Ji Zhinian was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and promised that the state of Jin would not be trampled by Zhao Chen Tieqi within half a year. Who would dare to say such a thing now?But the young man sitting in front of him said it lightly, as if it was a matter of course.

Perhaps it was thanks to Lu Heng for arousing his fighting spirit again, or perhaps it was Lu Heng's self-confidence that aroused the resonance in his heart, but he didn't think his words were arrogant and ridiculous at all, but rather looked forward to them.

He really wanted to know how far the radiant boy in front of him could go in this troubled world!

I also sincerely hope that the young man will not be as depressed as he is, lose his ambition and lose himself, and end up wasting time.

Ji Zhinian looked solemn: "Then I will wait and see, and I hope that you will win the flag, and you will succeed in no time."

"Thank you."

Before leaving the bookstore, Lu Heng took off the jade pendant around his waist and gave it to Ji Zhinian, and told him that with this jade pendant, he would be honored as a guest of honor when he went to the Jindu Zhenguo General's Mansion, and no one would dare to neglect him.

Ji Zhinian sent back a roll of cloth to Lu Heng. It was a roll of cloth that described in detail the distribution of mountains and rivers in Liang State and its surrounding small countries. It was something Lu Heng needed at the moment.

Holding the gift, the smile on Lu Heng's lips deepened, maybe Ji Zhinian will carry out the bet earlier.

Lu Heng put away the cloth properly, and said to Ji Zhinian, "Mr. Ji, don't forget the bet between you and me."

Ji Zhinian bowed deeply to Lu Heng: "Of course I won't forget."

With old and painful legs, Ji Zhinian sent Lu Heng to the door with one foot deep and one shallow foot, and watched him leave until Lu Heng's figure completely disappeared in the crowd, then turned and returned to the bookstore.

Sitting in the place I have long been used to, holding the familiar bamboo slips in my hands, but it is too much for my eyes, I read it for a long time, but I didn't remember a few words.

After a long time, Ji Zhinian sighed quietly, and put the bamboo slips back on the table.

How can I do things quietly when my mind is in a mess?