The news of the bookstore spread, and Jinling City ushered in a real peak of celebration.

For the matter of migration, the people are actually still very complaining, although there is a migration subsidy (Baoyu said), but the people seek stability, and they still do not accept these......

Now that there is a library, private schools and schools are naturally rising, and they must follow!

The people smashed the pot and sold iron to send their children to private schools, and in the future, there may be a bright future!

In the past, there was no library, so how many private schools could there be in Kaiwen Mountain?

A student can be exempted from forced labor, but only one of them is exempted, and spending a family's life savings for a person who is exempted from forced labor is actually a loss-making business.

But now that there is a library, Kaiwenshan's has the opportunity to ignite Wenshan;

Those who ignite Wenshan will have the opportunity to smelt Wenguts!

You can be an official, even if there is not a big chance, it's an opportunity, isn't it?

Once you become an official, you will glorify your ancestors......

For a while, Baoyu's literary name skyrocketed, and the number of people's wishes also jumped up.

He practiced faster, but he was also happy to walk around the people, walking, sitting and lying down, all of which were hard work......

"Second Master Bao Jin'an!"

"Lord Xiangyi, first-class earl, please say hello to you!"

"Cloud Rider Captain Lord is well!"

Walking on the road, whether it is a lifter, a talent, a student or an ordinary person, they all greet Baoyu.

A lot of dispatched laborers also came up and asked, just saying that Jinling City still needs people?

If you want, stay and bring it to the whole family!

Baoyu had no choice but to let Zhao Guining instruct Bai Yu Youzhu to give everyone the explanation that should be explained and the promise that should be promised.

According to the current form, he can only be a hands-off shopkeeper, and of course, he also likes to be a hands-off shopkeeper......

In front of it is the best teahouse in Jinling, he tasted tea and listened to the story for a while.

said that there was no "Zi Bu Si" in the book, and if he knew what was going on, he naturally wouldn't mind.

Fang Simin next to him gnawed on the sugar gourd, leaned over and asked, "Brother Jia, it's Tang Baiyi from Jia Yu Village, do you want to find a chance to die?"

"Sometimes I really wonder, were you taken to the monk's temple for a year, or were you taken to the bandits' den for a year?"

Baoyu sighed and said in a low voice: "The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone they use should be from the Tang Dynasty, I am curious and want to, but their backstage is Sanmen Tuhe Division......

It's too big a backstage, and I really don't want to provoke it. ”

"The trees want to be quiet and the wind does not stop, if you don't provoke them, they will kill you. ”

"yes, they have a killing motive against me, but they didn't recruit you, did they?"

Baoyu asked. According to Jia Yucun, for a long time, he should not be troublesome with Fang Simin.

Fang Simin smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were warm, and he said with a smile: "We are gentlemen's friends." ”

"That's right, it's a gentleman's friend. ”

Baoyu doesn't think it's a compliment, at most, it's just a neutral word.

Fang Simin paused for a moment and said in a low voice: "Maybe I was contaminated by the customs of the Tang Dynasty." In the Tang Dynasty, the friendship between gentlemen is not just as plain as water. Li Taibai and Wang Lun are gentlemen's friends, and they don't have much to do with it on weekdays, but Wang Lun was humiliated, Li Taibai was one person and one sword, and he chased him into the Three Thousand Elysium of Buddhism, Li Taibai ......"

"Wait, who are you talking about?"

Baoyu felt chills all over her body.

Fang Simin was surprised: "Li Taibai, and Wang Lun." ”

Hearing this, Baoyu touched his ears, rubbed his cheeks vigorously, and turned to leave.

"How did you go?"

"I have something to leave for a while, you can't help but ask Zhao Guining, don't go wrong. ”

Baoyu dropped a sentence and turned into a sword light......

In the upper reaches of the Xiangjiang River in the north of Jinling City, Baoyu stopped on the surface of the water, looked at the surging river, and suddenly gasped for a long breath!

"Li Taibai! Wang Lun! If there is only one of them, I will still take it as a duplicate name and ignore it! But these two people are linked, then Li Taibai must be Li Bai!

That Wang Lun must also be Wang Fenglin!"

I heard Jia Yucun say that his mentor was Wang Fenglin, but Baoyu didn't care much about it.

A nobody who is millions or thousands of miles away, what does he care about?

But now that I think about it, isn't Wang Lun just the word Wenhuan, the word Fenglin? That is to say-

Jia Yucun has to call Li Taibai a Shibo, or...... Uncle?

"What a big backstage!"

Baoyu sighed, rubbed his hands and said: "You have to pay attention, this is not a dynasty in history, maybe any great power was born more than ten hundred years earlier, well, Li Taibai's poems are looking for an opportunity to write them, as long as there is an original golden light, none of them will be left for him!"

He didn't want to be antagonistic to a powerful person like Li Taibai, but he was really entangled with Jia Yucun......

Thinking of this, Baoyu laughed out loud and shot towards the north.

His talent is even stronger, and with a sword, he shoots straight into the capital of the capital!

Shui Yingguang's edict passed on to him, telling him to avoid Jinling for the time being.

This idea is the same as his, there are some things that can be done, but before the power is overpowered, it is better not to stir up too much strife......

...

In the middle capital, the royal Confucianism dealt with official documents, and there was silence;

Neutral Confucianism drinks and sings, which seems to be no different from the past.

But in the residence of the Nangong family, there were more Dharma Dao officials gathered than last time......

Nangong Xingchen's old face was gloomy, and he asked in a muffled voice: "Everyone, what do you think about the matter of the Jinling City Library?"

"Need to ask?"

Dongfang Longcheng drank tea with his right hand, and his left arm was already empty.

He sneered: "I Eastern Dragon City loyalty comes first, and my clan brother also reminded me that I don't want this position of squire in Eastern Dragon City!"

"Virtuous nephew, why is this so?"

Nangong Xingchen's face changed greatly.

Dongfang Longcheng slammed the teacup and said hatefully: "You and other mediocre people, what else are you discussing about such an obvious matter?" I, Dongfang Longcheng, disdain to be with you, it is better to go with the reincarnation brother to do the golden armor of the temple, and I want to be at ease!"

He stood up angrily, took a step, and disappeared into the hall......

There was silence, a dead silence.

Nangong Xingchen gasped violently and wanted to drink tea, but crushed the teacup.

He smiled bitterly: "It seems that this is the case, Your Majesty is asking Jia Baoyu to test our bottom limit, what can we do?"

"Kill Jia Baoyu!"

"Yes! Kill him!"

The crowd was indignant, and it seemed that Baoyu slaughtered the city and destroyed the country, and did a great evil thing that could not be described in the history books for thousands of years.

But Nangong Xingchen shook his head slightly and sighed: "With the Marquis of Yongchang protecting him, there is no reason, we can't make a move." ”

The officials were all silent, Jia Baoyu did too well in Jinling City, as if everything had nothing to do with him......

The excavation of ancient books was done by labor, and had nothing to do with him;

Si Yeqing's death was done by a literati and had nothing to do with him;

The opening of the library was done by the family of Jinling City to save his life, and it had nothing to do with him......

They have no reason to criticize Jia Baoyu at all, and they want to do it directly, but they also understand that they are afraid that their every move is all under Ren Curtain, or under Shui Yingguang's nose!

"As soon as you raise someone, you can kill them casually, but unfortunately none of us can make a move. Sending dead soldiers and secret guards can't escape the eyes of His Majesty and the Marquis of Yongchang. ”

Nangong Xingchen sighed and said in a low voice, "I can only alarm Lord Hu." If he still has no choice, we can only wait for Shuanglong to win the heir, or wait for Jia Baoyu to become a jinshi, so that we can compete with reason and kill this fang. ”

"Second, go and visit Master Hu. ”

"Lord Hu is in poor health, but this matter is related to my Fadao...... That's it, this matter is contrary to the truth of the lower officials, and the lower officials must avoid it, otherwise they will fall into the obstacle of gods and demons. ”

"For the sake of the Fa Dao, what are you afraid of the obstacles of gods and demons? Let's go! Go and find Master Hu!"

The officials looked solemn, they were in charge of all kinds of affairs throughout the Great Zhou, and their official authority was much stronger than that of the officials outside.

Nangong Xingchen couldn't help but sigh, feeling that the world was wonderful, it was so wonderful that it was distorted!

[If Jia Baoyu is here, just the official authority of the adults can make him heartbroken, but such a small thing has caused a big turmoil!]

He snorted coldly: "You guys disperse, this official will go to visit Master Hu by himself." ”

"No need. ”

The old man's voice rang in the ears of the officials, and someone gasped: "The old man already knows about this and has arrived at the palace......"

Hearing this, Nangong Xingchen laughed heartily.

Hundreds of court officials also laughed with relief......

"Okay, good, good! If Lord Hu Ying comes to see His Majesty, Jia Baoyu will definitely die!"

"Lord Hu Ying is a loyal minister through the ages, even if Your Majesty is for the reputation of Mingjun, he can't save Jia Baoyu's life!"

"However, from the moment Jia Baoyu became His Majesty's pawn to test us, he was doomed to a bad death!"

...

On the palace avenue, Hu Ying's eyes were blue and black, and he walked slowly forward with an old dragon clock.

An eunuch wanted to help him, but he was thrown away.

His dark, deep old eyes are full of fierce killing intent

"Country, don't mess up! The old minister is loyal, and the heaven and earth can be expressed!"

"The people may make it to it, but they cannot know it...... Although Confucianism has selfish intentions, it is the pillar of the country!"

"The old man has no selfish thoughts, not for himself, the old man is for the health of Dazhou and the joy of the people!"

"Don't say it again! Don't say it again! The old man is loyal to His Majesty, and the old man is more loyal than Ren Lai! The old man is a loyal servant through the ages...... Don't talk about it anymore!!"

Hu Ying seemed to be talking to others, and dozens of pitch-black streamers suddenly rose around his body, each streamer made the world dull, and made the four seasons reversed!

For a while, the snow is fluttering!

A hundred flowers for a while!

For a while, the iron blood sang!

A thousand turns of tenderness for a while!

Dozens of truths shattered everything around them, and space, time, and rules of truth were all shattered and changed.

A hundred feet around him, only empty and 'none'!

In this hundred zhang square circle, the dust is gone, the rubble is no more, and everything is gone, including all the principles that control the operation of the rules of heaven and earth!

Some eunuchs and palace maids looked at it, but with just one glance, their bodies shattered and turned into blood!

Two good books recommended:

"The Romance of the Concubine of the Red Mansion" composed a song of the dream of the Red Mansion and sang the romance of the concubine in the first life.

"The Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms" Lu Bu single-handedly chiseled through the 10,000-strong army, which is unscientific no matter how you look at it.

It's all a book of God, thanks to the two big, as well as the book friends who showed the way to the stupid frog who buried his head in code words!

Remnant snow, Weiwei, etc......