What happened was so unexpected that Zhao Xiaoshan would rather die than believe that Ye Jian was actually the seller of the stone tablet.
He had just ridiculed him as a beggar, but in the blink of an eye, this beggar had 1.5 million gold coins, which was considered a fortune even in Qingzhou City.
Little rich man.
The key is that judging from the tone in which Tong Luda, the shopkeeper of Xinhua Bookstore, and the master of Mingzhu Hall addressed Ye Jian, they seemed to respect Ye Jian very much and called him "Master Ye".
Zhao Xiaoshan suddenly thought of what happened a few months ago.
The Liu Dao encountered in Pinxian Tower was also called "Master Liu" by Tong Luda at that time.
Are there monsters in this small place like Dayue City?
How come there are two young men in a row who are respected as masters by Tong Luda, a strong man from the Flower Realm?
Zhao Xiaoshan froze on the spot and did not speak for a long time.
The previous proud and arrogant arrogance was completely gone.
He found that he seemed to be a little unlucky today.
Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes rolled over, and she smiled, "I really didn't expect that you are actually the owner of the artifact."
Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly thought, seeing this Ye Jian in front of her, how many surprising secrets he had left.
He entered Qingzhou Academy in just a few months, breaking through the bottom line of everyone's thinking one after another, surprising everyone again and again, and became a man of the hour in the academy.
Today, he was able to put up such a precious artifact for auction.
Why didn't he keep it for himself instead of putting it up for auction?
Does he still have many more?
"Now you are its owner."
Ye Jian said lightly.
"Okay, one hand pays the money and the other hand delivers the goods.
Now we are both cleared.
Master Ye, you can go to the back garden of Mingzhu Hall to refine the artifact, please."
Hall Master Wen made a gesture of invitation, and Ye Jian walked out.
Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Ye Jian's leaving figure, and her heart suddenly moved.
This figure seemed familiar.
Where had she seen it before?
Zhao Xiaoshan walked over and said quietly, "Do you really believe that he is the owner of the artifact?"
"He's not, are you?"
After speaking, Ling Xiaoxiao walked out and followed Ye Jian.
Zhao Xiaoshan turned pale, hesitated for a moment, and then walked out.
He still refused to give up and wanted to see the Ye Jian refining monument with his own eyes.
The weather is sunny and the back garden is beautiful.
"Let's get started.
I'll teach you this Tang poem Hongdou first."
"Yes."
Ling Xiaoxiao nodded, like a good girl, very gentle.
Red beans grow in the south, and when spring comes, they will sprout a few branches I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.
Ye Jian read it once.
"Can you write it down for me?"
Ye Jian thought about it for a while, and it was right, so he asked the staff of Mingzhu Hall for paper and pen, wrote down the entire Tang poem "Red Bean" and handed it to Ling Xiaoxiao.
"Your handwriting is so good."
Before Ye Jian traveled through time, he was a top student in a calligraphy training class, and he could write well.
Ling Xiaoxiao's praise made Ye Jian blush slightly.
Ye Jian pointed at the poems on the paper and explained them one by one.
This time, Ling Xiaoxiao fully understood the meaning of the ancient poems.
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She felt the enlightenment of the calligraphy, and a strong calligraphy entered her body.
This calligraphy was stronger than usual when reading in Qingzhou Academy.
The feeling brought by the ancient poems of Ming and Qing Dynasties is much stronger.
It seems that this ancient poem is indeed from a long time ago.
The ancient poems of the Tang Dynasty are relatively difficult cultivation resources for them now, but it is a pity that there are too few Tang poems.
"Do you understand the meaning of this poem now?"
Ye Jian asked "What does lovesickness mean?"
Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Ye Jian with a playful look.
Ye Jian knew that she did it on purpose and wanted not to answer, but as one of the conditions of the deal, he was responsible for answering any questions from the buyer.
Ye Jian suddenly had an idea in his mind, smiled slyly, and said: "Lovesickness is a pair of lovers who miss each other, just like you and Mr.
Zhao..."
Before Ye Jian finished speaking, Ling Xiaoxiao's face turned cold, "Who told you that he and I are lovers?
Some time ago, there was a rumor in the academy that you were my childhood sweetheart, are you?"
Zhao Xiaoshan stood not far away and looked at the two of them.
Ling Xiaoxiao's voice was a bit loud and he heard everything.
He felt his heart tremble and a chill came over him.
Ever since he met Ling Xiaoxiao three years ago, Zhao Xiaoshan couldn't help himself and pursued her crazily.
Although Ling Xiaoxiao did not accept him, she never explicitly rejected him.
At least he regarded him as a relatively close friend.
He always felt that as long as he With enough time, he could win Ling Xiaoxiao's heart, but now he felt uncomfortable hearing Ling Xiaoxiao's words.
What made him even more uncomfortable was why Ling Xiaoxiao had to clarify her relationship with Ye Jian in front of an outsider.
Zhao Xiaoshan glanced at Ye Jian and Ling Xiaoxiao.
The two were very close to each other, whispering to each other.
Ye Jian pointed at each cursive font on the stone tablet and explained it in detail.
Ling Xiaoxiao was beside him, listening very attentively and acting very expressive.
Very gentle.
Zhao Xiaoshan felt his heart aching, gritted his teeth, turned around and walked out of the back garden and the Pearl Hall. ,,,,,,, Ye Jian explained each cursive character on the stone tablet in detail.
Ling Xiaoxiao was also very smart.
He understood it completely after one reading and completely remembered each character after two readings.
"Okay, now let's start refining, come and try it."
Ling Xiaoxiao's consciousness moved slightly and he placed his hand on the stone tablet.
With the release of his consciousness, the stone tablet began to vibrate and make a buzzing sound. boom The stone tablet is radiant, and the atmosphere of books around it fluctuates.
Ling Xiaoxiao glanced at the rockery dozens of meters away, suddenly slapped a palm, and a stream of light shot out.
Bang There was a loud noise, and the rockery that was half blown up by Ye Jian two weeks ago was completely blown up this time, with gravel flying everywhere and dust flying.
Although Ling Xiaoxiao's power to activate the stone tablet was not as good as Hall Master Wen's, it was several times stronger than Ye Jian's.
Hall Master Wen and several staff members of Mingzhu Hall were chatting in the lobby.
When they heard the noise, they ran over and were dumbfounded.
"It seems that our back garden will be changed in the future and turned into a test for guests to test the power of artifacts."
It’s all about the venue.”
Ling Xiaoxiao smiled apologetically, "Hall Master Wen, let me pay you some money."
"Forget it, it's just a joke.
This rockery is not worth a lot of money.
As long as you are satisfied, this artifact is fine."
"Thank you Hall Master Wen, I have been completely refined."
Ye Jian knew that Ling Xiaoxiao had completely refined the monument and said, "In that case, my work is done.
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Goodbye."
"If you don't go back to Qingzhou Academy," Ling Xiaoxiao blurted out Ye Jian was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave.
Hall Master Wen, I still have something to do with you.
Let's talk about it in the room."
"good."
Ye Jian walked out of the back garden and followed Hall Master Wen.
Ling Xiaoxiao put away the stone tablet, looked at Ye Jian's leaving back, was stunned for a moment, and shouted: "Ye Jian, stay."
Ye Jian turned around and said, "Miss Ling, is there anything else?"
"Call me Xiaoxiao."
"Well, Miss Xiaoxiao, what's the matter?"
"There is something I have always forgotten to ask you.
There is a man named Liu Dao in Dayuecheng Academy.
Do you know him?"
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