Chapter 6 The Supervisor of the Study

Jiu Wentian was not angry, but continued: "I can come to this world, and you did it?"

"Yes," the child sat on the treetops and looked into the distance, "we are all losers, and I wonder if it is the same in other worlds, but I feel that the reason why losers fail is not in themselves, but in others." We can't choose our surroundings, so the surroundings shape us, and I'm willing to use us to prove it. If you don't want to, you can use various methods to kill yourself. ”

"And then I can go back to that world?"

"No, then you prove yourself to be a loser and a weakling. The child scoffed, "Would you like that?"

"I'm not a loser, at least not now!" said Jiu Wentian in a low voice.

The child smiled: "That's right, that piece of white jade is a space device, you can touch it, and then the contents will let you choose." ”

After speaking, a door opened behind the child, and after he entered, the tree in front of Jiu Wentian's eyes slowly withered, and the dream was shattered. When I woke up again, I realized that it was dawn.

When the attendant outside the door heard movement inside, he said, "The city lord is waiting for you at the palace." ”

"I see, can you give me some food? I'm a little hungry. Jiu Wentian said. Then someone brought food in, and during the meal, Jiu Wentian thought that this piece of white jade was given to him by his mother, but he didn't expect that this was actually a space device. Or was that person transformed?

After a while, Jiu Wentian found that no matter how much he thought, he couldn't figure it out, so let's take a look at the contents first.

When Jiu Wentian touched the white jade with his hand, he suddenly found himself as if he was in another world, and there were constantly objects flying towards him in front of his eyes, hitting his mind all the time. Jiu Wentian immediately broke free, thinking that there are so many things in it, most of them are, no, maybe all of them are books.

Jiu Wentian didn't stay on it much, thinking that he would go when he had time, after all, he was under the roof now, and he bowed his head and didn't say anything, but he had to be polite. As he spoke, he pushed the door and went out, walking straight towards the City Lord's Mansion.

The City Lord's Mansion, also known as the Main Palace, is the main hall of the City Lord's office, and it is not brilliant here, but it is also clean and tidy.

As the saying goes, looking at a person's bedroom can tell his character, such a hall also gives Jiu Wentian a sense of peace of mind, not like walking into the palace of Qin Shi Huang, a resplendent nouveau riche atmosphere.

The city lord is idle, it's not that he doesn't have something to do every day, but most of the official documents are let those civil officials do it, and he is just responsible for listening to the report and nodding or shaking his head. When he saw Jiu Wentian walk in, he said, "Wentian, let me take you to meet the manager of the civil official." ”

The chief steward, who was waiting on the side, stepped forward and said to the city lord, "Lord the city lord, the minister is here." ”

The city lord said disdainfully: "You civil officials are always so troublesome in their daily etiquette, don't you say that you don't need to be so restrained, open up, and grind." You take him to get acquainted with him, and this will be his home in the future, find him some work, and you can do it yourself for such a young child. ”

The chief manager smiled and said, "The minister knows, this little boy, please come with me." ”

Jiu Wentian thought that he was not worthy of the name of a son, but the city lord asked someone to put down a shiny dress last night and left, and he had to put it on, so that he could look like a son. Jiu Wentian laughed at himself, it turns out that this world is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and he will also look at people's clothes and actions. If you wear old clothes like yesterday, won't you be treated like a stinky beggar?

However, the other party didn't mean to insult himself, and Jiu Wentian naturally didn't say anything gossipy, and followed the manager to the study along the way.

The manager said: "My surname is Cao, my name is Xuelin, and you can call me Manager Cao in the future." This is the study room of the city lord's mansion, you only need to be in charge of the registration of books, if someone comes to borrow or return books, you can register. The most important thing is that the order of the books cannot be changed, which book must be in which place, and the rest is nothing. Someone will bring you three meals a day, so you don't have to worry. ”

Cao Xuelin paused and continued: "You can read the books here casually, but in that small room in this academy, you are not allowed to enter. In other words, the academy is now in charge of you alone, but you can't go into that room, understand?"

"Understood, Mr. Cao. "I have heard it for a long time.

"Yes, he looks like a literati. Cao Xuelin nodded and said with relief: "You are still young now, although you have the recommendation of the city lord, but you still need to read poetry and books to be useful, if you want to rely on the city lord for the rest of your life, you can go to eat, drink and have fun." By the way, your current income is ten spirit coins a day, and someone will settle it for you when it comes to dinner. ”

Although Jiu Wentian didn't understand the monetary value of spirit coins, he was still a job, so he hurriedly thanked: "Manager Xie Cao." ”

Cao Xuelin waved his hand and left, he still had a lot of things to do, so he didn't have the time to play with the children, as for his future creation, it depended on whether he worked hard or not. Isn't this the way this world is? If you want to get something, you have to work your own, otherwise you will never get it.

Jiu Wentian also understands this truth, so he works very hard to make himself stronger.

After Cao Xuelin left, a little girl with a double ponytail quietly ran in and said to Jiu Wentian: "Hey, listen to Dad, oh no, I heard the city lord say that you can't practice martial arts, why?"

Jiu Wentian explained: "They said that I was congenitally closed in the meridians, so I couldn't practice, but I can read now, and I think it's good to be a writer." ”

After Jiang Qiufang left, Jiu Wentian would remember her words, "Okay, in the future, I will protect you as a warrior, and you will tell me stories as a writer." It's decided that my brother should be protected by my sister!Alas, I can't help you......"

At the moment when Jiang Qiufang turned around, the corners of Jiu Wentian's eyes were moist, he didn't expect the child's feelings to be so simple. I don't care what happens to you, as long as you're alive, I'll still recognize you as my brother. Jiu Wentian let the tears fall, and his heart was warm, it turned out that he was also protected.

"Okay, you protect me. Jiu Wentian said with a smile.

Jiang Qiufang turned his back to Jiu Wentian and nodded, "We all have to work hard!"

After saying this, Jiang Qiufang ran away, and the double ponytail behind him swayed around, as if waving to himself.