Li Yibai flew back to the Northern Song Dynasty base with a vault of silver and his son. △

At this time, the base of the Northern Song Dynasty was much larger than ten years ago. Including Lin'an South City, it is also much larger. A lot of the buildings outside have changed in the last ten years. But the old town of the South City has not changed.

These are all the contributions of Li Yibai's environmental protection policies.

Li Yibai has always believed that if the original things of the Great Song Dynasty were discarded. Then the Great Song is not the Great Song.

The current change makes Li Yibai happy, after all, the original Jiangnan water town of the Great Song Dynasty is still preserved. In his memory, this beautiful Jiangnan still exists.

Li Yibai opened the space-time transmission system.

'Hello host. Long time no see. Said the assistant of the space-time teleportation system.

'yes. Long time no see. I'm upgrading the level 5 transmission capacity. I guess I've got all of these level abilities out. ’

'Please wait a moment, master. The space-time teleportation system assistant said, "It will take 100 million taels of silver to upgrade the level 5 teleportation capacity. Level 5 transmission capacity can handle objects within 20 square kilometers and carry a weight of 1 million tons. You can stay in the U.S. for half a year. ’

Li Yibai smiled faintly, "20 square kilometers. This way you can transport a city.

I want to upgrade. ’

'Master, please wait. ’

A progress bar is displayed on the screen and a 'beep ......' sound is sounded.

'Congratulations to the master, the level 5 transmission capacity upgrade has been successful. You've unlocked all the transfer capabilities. I'm gone, too. ’

After the space-time transmission system said this, it disappeared.

'Hey, it looks like you're out of use. And it was gone. You're just a robot, after all. I can't communicate with you for long. But I really appreciate your help. ’

Li Yibai has a fifth-level transmission capability. He was delighted. He leaned over and said to his son, "Son, you open the space-time transmission system and try it to see if there is a fifth-level transmission capability in it." ’

Li Xiaobai immediately obediently turned on the space-time transmission system in his brain. 'Dad, my level 5 has also appeared, but it is still waiting to be unlocked. ’

Li Yibai smiled, "I don't know if your sisters have this superpower." ’

Li Xiaobai smiled, "There should be." Maybe they're not my age. I'm sure I'll have it when I'm my age. ’

'Hmm. We flew back to the capital to meet them. ’

Saying that, the two disappeared in an instant.

In the capital. There is a person who has always wanted to see Li Yibai, but he has always been embarrassed to see him.

This is Wu Fan.

Wu Fan is Li Yibai's old classmate. In the ten years of the rapid development of the Great Song Dynasty, he has not changed, and he is still poor.

Now that the imperial examination began to weaken, he complained and even gave up the imperial examination. But if he doesn't do scientific research, what else can he do?

In order to make a living, he began to sell literature for a living. In the Great Song Dynasty, because of the development of the publishing industry, newspapers and books were very popular. Of course, with his pen power, publishing books is not enough.

But there are already a lot of popular bestsellers in the market, and the authors of those bestsellers are all worth a lot of money. Famous. They have fan bases, they have money. They want the wind to be windy, to be rainy, to have unlimited scenery for a while, to eat and drink without worry, and to have no worries about food and clothing.

Wu Fan was very envious of their lives, so he wanted to learn from them.

I heard that they all started to write serials in newspapers, and only after the serialization in newspapers became popular did they publish them into books.

That is, newspaper serialization is the basis for their accumulation of popularity.

If you want to be popular, you need to write a serial in a newspaper first.

Wu Fan was very excited when he got the news, and he thought that with his ability, it would not be easy to write serials in newspapers. And there are a lot of manuscript fees for writing serials in newspapers, and these manuscript fees are enough to make ends meet.

can write serials, and he doesn't have to live a life of not taking the next meal anymore.

So he went to contribute. The editor of the newspaper said, 'Your essay is just qualified and you can write, but it depends on your output.' You have to have a high yield and popularity to have a high income. We're looking at sales here. There is no place for people who are messing around, you think about it, if you can write, you can write. ’

Wu Fan agreed, did he think it would not be easy to learn with his talents?

After three months of serial life, he found that not to mention his high income, even his low-end requirements such as having enough to eat could not be met.

And these pitiful manuscript fees have to be deducted from a high tax. This made him very resentful.

In order to write these serials, I had to write thousands of words a day, and the hand holding the pen was squeezing out a pit because I wrote so much. Now you need to wrap gauze around and continue to write.

But I was given this little money. It's infuriating. And in this effort, which is no different from blood sucking, the Great Song Dynasty government has to draw another eleven percent of the tax.

And the threshold of individual income tax is as low as 800 yuan, is this reasonable? ’

Wu Fan complained to the editor.

The newspaper editor scolded disdainfully, 'If you don't write, get out.' You don't write, someone writes. Now authors are in short supply. Tax deduction, that's the matter of the Great Song Dynasty government, what do I do, if you have the ability, you can go to King Wu and say it.

Let me tell you, your article has been making our newspaper lose money, and it is good that we pay that little manuscript fee. ’

Wu Fan argued, "It's not that my writing is bad, it's that you didn't recommend it to me." ’

'You ungrateful white-eyed wolf, we plan to ban you, and you don't want to contribute to our newspaper in the future. ’

The editor was too lazy to argue with him, and he kicked out the guards.

He walked out of the newspaper office with a blank expression.

He said that writing an essay would give him hope of a new life again. It's all overturned at once.

He has told many people that he can succeed in writing. He was originally a reader, and he was talented. He will.

Some of his old neighbors, old neighbors, all want to see him change, and they heard that he can write articles and make money.

They were all happy for him. 'Xiao Fan. You've got to work hard. Strive for you to become a popular writer in the Great Song Dynasty. At that time, the TV station will also interview you. Then you will win glory to our southern city. There is a great writer in our alley, and we also have a light on our faces. ’

Wu Fan can still recall the smiles on their faces when they said this. They were all good and good people, and each of them had helped him.

But now how should he explain it to them?

'Oh, I'm 30 years old, and I haven't achieved anything. Look at Li Yibai. Originally, Li Yibai was born lower than me, but ten years have passed, and he is King Wu. It also promoted the reform of the Great Song Dynasty. made greater feats than Wang Anshi. There is really no one before or since.

The highest achievement of a scholar in ancient times was nothing more than a scholar and a marquis. But everyone has done it as King Wu, and they have also sealed Jiuxi.

Ay. I don't want to say that I want to be a marquis now, I just can eat enough and marry a daughter-in-law. It's good to live a small life in peace. ’

Wu Fan kept sighing to himself.

In fact, Wu Fan has been regretting it for the past ten years, he is regretting it, if he had given up the scientific examination earlier, it might have been a different situation.

His next-door neighbor, Xiao Wuzi, is illiterate and now wealthy from his work on construction sites. Not only built a house, married a daughter-in-law, but also bought a car.

Now he is a scholar who is not even as good as an illiterate rough man.

In fact, he didn't want to think that he was inferior to those people, but the environment in which he lived was even like this. Everyone takes this as the criterion for success, and how can he be exempt from vulgarity.

'Hey. I still have to go to Li Yibai. Maybe he's the only one who can help me now. ’

But I don't have the face to see him. In the past ten years of the Great Song Dynasty reform that he promoted, there were too many opportunities to make money, and I didn't seize them, and I have been in a state of confusion and have no formal job. I have seen him so far, and how shall I answer him if he asks me so? ’

If you don't go to see him, Wu Fan really has no better way, of course, Wu Fan went to see Li Yibai not only to want Li Yibai to help him, but also to work for the welfare of most writers in the world, he wanted Li Yibai to lower the threshold of manuscript tax.

'800 wen is taxed, which is too unfair. I went to talk to him, and when I talked about it, I felt confident. If I ask him to give me a job, I can't open my mouth. ’

In fact, in the Great Song Dynasty, it is normal to ask an acquaintance to find a job. But Wu Fan has always maintained a kind of high level. He has a good face, and he doesn't want to beg anyone.

is so ambitious and arrogant, it is his weakness, no one can change him, and he can't change it.

The journey to the capital was long, and he had no money.

He was reluctant to ask those old neighbors to borrow money.

But he insisted on going to the capital.

Though I am poor. But there are still things that must be done. If I can do some kind of welfare for the writers of the world, it will also make sense. I shouldn't belittle what I want to do because I'm poor. Otherwise, what difference am I from those whom I usually despise. ’

Thinking so, he hit the road like that.

Although empty-handed, he held on to his beliefs.

Along the way, he mostly hitchhiked cars, boats, and begged.

Sometimes he writes for others, sometimes he herds cattle for others in exchange for a store of food.

At night, mosquito bites, he endured the pain and slept.

During the day, when the sun was exposed, he insisted on the road.

Finally, after a three-month trek, he came to the capital.

After settling in a ruined temple in the capital, he began to inquire about Li Yibai's residence.

'Phew. A broken flower also wants to see King Wu. A wealthy passer-by said disdainfully.

'May I ask how to get to the palace of King Wu,' he asked a passer-by dressed as a scholar.

This person is quite cultivated and has given him advice.

He came to the gate of King Wu's mansion.

The Wu Wangfu is tall and luxurious, and there are guards at the door to guard it. He could only watch from afar. He knew that Li Yibai was inside. I'm even more depressed than I was ten years ago.

If you really see King Wu, I don't know if he can still recognize himself?

'Hey. I always feel like I'm a joke. (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and faster!)