The teachers all pointed to the young man closest to Lin Su, Xu Chong! Dean Baoshan designated Xu Zhong as the person in charge of the art class.

"Xu Zhong!" Lin Su Dao.

"The disciple is here!" Xu threw himself to his knees......

Lin Su said: "You have also worked hard this year, I will pay you some salary!" ”

Yes? All the teachers were stunned.

Xu Chong blinked his eyes: "Teacher, we have given three taels of silver every month, and we have never been in arrears." ”

"That's a normal salary, and now I call it a year-end bonus salary."

And the year-end incentive salary?

All the teachers looked at each other......

"There are 88 teachers in total, right?"

"Hui Teacher, yes!" Xu replied.

"I pay each of them five months' back wages, how much is the total?"

Xu Zhong groaned slightly: "88 times 5 times and then 3, a total of ...... 1320 taels. ”

Lin Su raised his hand, and the silver ticket of 1,320 taels slapped on his palm: "You can distribute it on my behalf!" ”

Xu Chong's whole body was shocked: "Teacher, this ...... This...... This is too much, and the disciples dare not accept it......"

"Yes!" The teachers on the periphery also said: "Teacher, we originally taught the children of the displaced people in the river, and we also taught people from our own families, so we shouldn't have ...... to ask the teacher to pay a salary."

"Three taels a month is too high for the teacher, and now we make up for more than a dozen taels, we ......"

Lin Su sighed in his heart, what a simple teacher, in that world, teachers are flying all over the sky, and here, they are all so kind......

"Take it, you deserve it!" Seven words, Lin Su turned around and left.

All the teachers behind the "teacher ......" knelt in the snow, tears flowing.

Li Guihan, I don't know when she returned to the top of the mountain, looking at this scene on the side of the art class, she seemed to have something suddenly injected into her heart, and she was a little confused......

On the side of the class, it is a different look, and it is also out of school, but the students over there are not like the students in the art class, there is no trouble, every child is clean, a little adult, seeing Lin Su coming, he saluted respectfully, and there is no mistake in the number of etiquette.

Judging from the appearance alone, the art class looks like an elementary school, and this side looks like a graduate class.

This may be the difference between the two modes of teaching.

Lin Su didn't think about him either, and directly entered the Daru District, in a small courtyard in the Daru District, Ren Taiyan changed into a school teaching uniform, and was full of energy, circling in the room......

"How?"

"Good! That's great! Ren Taiyan said with a smile: "This is the residence I assigned, and there is a small pool in the back, Yu Ji will definitely like it!" I'll pick her up now, and in addition, Dean Baoshan and Ding Daru also asked me to go to Haining City to find some teachers who are lifting and showing talents. ”

"Shall you go back then?"

"Back!"

The two rose to the sky and returned to Lin's house, Ren Taiyan picked up Yu Ji, and walked back to Haining School in the sky, Lin Su stood in the courtyard, smiling and sending each other off.

"Xianggong, let's go into the warm pavilion, dinner will be fine for a while......" Green clothes came over.

"No, you can eat, leave me alone, I'll go to the study and tidy up some things."

Lin Su entered the study......

He sat down at the table and fell into thought......

The thing he wants to sort out is "Thirty-six Strategies......

It's been two and a half months since I last left home.

Although it was not a long time, there were quite a few things that happened.

Qin Fangweng's affairs, the affairs of Xizhou officialdom, and the affairs of the game in the Golden Palace are all plans......

These plans need to be sorted out, and so far, only 13 of his 36 plans have been planned, only one-third, and there is still a long way to go before the 36 plans are truly written.

These thirty-six strategies are not only the art of war, but also the key to his breakthrough.

Today's situation is delicate and dangerous.

The courtiers' hatred for him was irreconcilable.

His Majesty's hatred for him is irreconcilable.

The Jianghu sect is surging, and the cultivation of the immortal sect is ready to move.

He is currently safe, just because of one point, every time he acts, he does not give the other party an excuse to make trouble, and the two sides still maintain a fragile balance.

However, no balance is absolute.

When you don't touch the opponent's scales, you can balance, but when you touch the scales, how can there be any balance? This is the conclusion he came to the last time he used a meter to calm the view of heavenly chances.

Your Majesty used to look at the heavens, hello, hello, everyone, rely on and trust, and can't wait to make it the state religion.

But Tianjiguan threw out a green bamboo and wrote a poem: The emperor in the Zijin Pavilion killed the emperor, and the black gold bone under the Sun and Moon Mausoleum.

The result?

His Majesty immediately dispatched the Imperial Forest Army, and with lightning speed, he completely eliminated the Heavenly Machine.

Need an excuse?

Not at all!

If one day, His Majesty thinks he is dangerous, will he really care about any excuse?

If that day really comes, what will save him?

There is only one thing, and that is his skills, his combat power!

As long as he is strong enough, and the power that His Majesty puts on the table is not enough to kill him with one blow, His Majesty will really not dare to attack him.

To do this, it is almost impossible.

The king of a country, who can't kill with one blow?

But for Lin Su, it was possible, because he was only one step away from Wen Lu.

As long as he really breaks into the Wenlu, he can be regarded as truly standing at the top of the Dacang Wendao, the Wenlu is a master, has the qualification to walk in the temple, has the ability to travel thousands of miles through the air at any time, and has the great magical power to change the sky and the earth with a wave of his hand, even if he is the king of a country, it is difficult to win.

At present, in addition to the places of the academy, there are only five Wenlu in the authentic officialdom, three of which have become a generation of pavilion elders who are famous all over the world, basically do not ask about the world, like living immortals, and two are in the court.

One is Zhang Juzheng, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion University, and the other is Chen Geng, a scholar of Hanlin Academy, Chen Geng has been in retreat for three years, and it is basically impossible to manage any government affairs, but His Majesty still retains his position, and all kinds of first-class dedication has never been broken. Zhang Juzheng said objectively, Your Majesty doesn't like it, but what? I can't move him at all, ask him to discuss the Golden Palace, and he really knows how to use the word "please".

Therefore, if Lin Su wants to get rid of the current survival dilemma, the best way is to break through the Wen Road!

To break through the literary path, the prerequisite is to break into the extreme realm of Wenxin, and to break into the extreme realm of Wenxin, there is also a prerequisite for writing "Thirty-six Strategies"!

It's a pit!

But this is a pit dug by Lin Su himself!

"Anti-Scheme", the doubt in the doubt, the comparison is inward, and it is not self-defeating......

Lin Su wrote a full 800 words of this counter-plan, using the Tianjiguan incident as a confirmation, the Tianjiguan was destroyed by His Majesty himself, and the main reason was because Lin Su caused suspicion between His Majesty and the Tianjiguan.

This is actually very taboo, and no one can know about it.

But the temple is different, in the eyes of the temple, the worldly power is not in their hearts at all, the game between countries, the competition between people, is their business? It can be said that the life and death of the Great Cangguo does not even have the weight of a colorful poem in the mind of the temple.

Therefore, Lin Su had no worries at all.

Written on gold paper, the golden light flashed, and was burned in his Wenshan......

The golden light flashed, and the faces of the three girls outside the study all changed......

At this moment, it was late at night, and Xiang Gong didn't play with them, but went to the study, which made the three girls a little unable to sit still, so they quietly came to the study and watched Xiang Gong think there through the window.

They were excited at first.

Xianggong wants to write poems, he used to write colorful poems by hand, and now he thinks about it seriously, what kind of weight should the poems he write?

Will it be colorful or green poetry? Green Yi even made a bet with Cui Ying.

If it is a green poem, Cui Ying will deal with the storm of Xianggong alone tonight, how many times will Xianggong have to accompany him, how many times will he have to accompany him, if it is a colorful poem, accompanied by green clothes, the conditions are the same! There is another one, you have to get up as usual tomorrow, and you are not allowed to say that your backache is ......

Sister Chen was laughing beside her.

Bet on such lace, if Xianggong knows, wouldn't he be happy to bloom?

Suddenly, there was a flash of golden light, and all three girls froze......

"How can it be golden light?"

Golden light, representing golden light poetry, in the world, that is what many people dream of? But in Lin Su, it is too substandard!

He had never written a golden poem.

His poems never fall below the multicolor.

And tonight, he thought about it for a long time, but in the end, it was a golden light......

"Xianggong...... Xianggong works day and night, and may ...... Maybe not in the mood to write poetry. Cui Ying couldn't bear to look at it.

"He's still thinking about it, and maybe he's not satisfied......" said Green.

This thought took a long time, and finally, Lin Su put pen to paper again, and it was another golden light......

The three women looked at each other, and a trace of indifference appeared in their hearts......

There is a word they don't want to say, and this word is called running out of talent.

There will be such a day in the literary world of the world, no matter how amazing it was back then, there will be a day when Jiang Lang will end his talents, and nothing will be written as he wishes, and gradually, there will be no more names of junjie.

Xianggong, the poems in the early stage are like God's gifts, and finally exhausted his talent?

Xianggong is still thinking about it...... Sister Chen, do you think we should persuade him? If you are not in a good state at the moment, don't force ......"

Sister Chen hesitated for a moment: "Go and persuade ...... at this time Probably worse...... Everyone is staring here, maybe he still feels the tense atmosphere, and it is not conducive to his performance, so let's go back......"

The three girls left by the window and went back to their respective rooms, the door was left behind, but no one came in for the night......

The next day, the snow was still falling, and outside the study, it was already full of snow, and Lin Su was still thinking hard in the study, still occasionally putting down his pen, and still a golden light......

The hearts of the three girls were full of dark clouds......

A literary genius with an inscription is a colorful light, reduced to the realm of a whole day and a night in the study, and can only be a golden light, how can he bear this gap?

After all, the situation between the DPRK and China still crushed him.

The chicken feathers of the world still affected him after all.

In his writings, there can no longer be the most beautiful and wonderful poetry......

The night sank again, Lin Su finally stopped writing, and for a whole day and night, it was another seven plans! The great cause of the art of war, "Thirty-six Strategies", has been formed in twenty ways, and the Weiyang pen on his Wenshan Mountain has grown sixty hairs and begins to really look like a pen.

It's so difficult, thirty-six plans, each of which represents a complete review of a certain major event, and it is necessary to find out the connection of the strategy, and it must be recognized by the Holy Will, and it must be able to hook the avenue of heaven and earth.

How difficult it should be to hook the avenue of heaven and earth and let the divine will recognize? It can be said that any plan is worth the world's lifelong efforts to perform, but Lin Su has performed seven kinds in one day and one night.

No one can measure this achievement.

Lin Su was in high spirits and shouted: "Little baby, serve me tea!" ”

Cui Ying jumped up in the warm pavilion: "Xianggong wants to drink tea......"

Lifted the boiling water on the stove, took a teapot that had already put the best tea leaves, this teapot, she had been preparing for a long time, the tea leaves, long ago, just waiting for Xianggong to come in, the first time to drink a cup of his favorite tea......

She went to deliver tea, but neither Sister Chen nor Green Yi robbed her.

The two looked at each other, and they both had a bit of strange eyes......

Green Yi said: "She may not really have the intention of preempting the two of us, she just went to deliver tea......

Sister Chen glanced at her: "What is the first?" ”

"Sister Chen, do you understand and pretend? There is a bed in the study of the prime minister......"

Sister Chen's face turned red, Xianggong went out for two whole months, that is to say, the three sisters have not kissed him for two months, it is false to say that she is not itchy, even the old rivers and lakes that she can hold so much, are a little unbearable, not to mention Green Yi and Cui Ying? But the green clothes are right, Cui Ying is really not the type to grab this with them, Cui Ying's posture is very low, she has always regarded herself as a small one, and she will never compete with them for favor......

As Lu Yi said, Cui Ying didn't have the slightest idea of lace when she entered the study, so she sent tea to Xianggong.

Not only did she deliver tea, but when Xianggong was drinking tea, she also quickly went to the kitchen and took a tray, and the meals in it were all hot, and there was also hot wine......

Lin Su ate the food and drank the wine, and when Cui Ying was about to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Lin Su stretched out his hand and hugged her thin waist......

Cui Ying's face turned red all of a sudden: "Xianggong, don't ......"

"No, why not?" Lin Su's hands up and down.

Cui Ying's whole body was soft inch by inch: "No, it's not fair...... I...... I rushed to deliver the tea, and if that was the case, then ...... That does not become a rush...... Sleeping? It's not good......"

She rushed to do it with tea and water, should.

But the husband didn't go home for a long time and rushed to sleep, but he shouldn't.

This is the consciousness that a little concubine should have......

Cui Ying has always had this awareness......

But Lin Su hugged her, how could she let go?

In the warm pavilion, Sister Chen and Green-clothed were sitting with blushing and heartbeat, although they couldn't hear any sound, they seemed to be able to smell a certain embarrassing atmosphere in the air......

The green clothes rolled their eyes slightly: "Xiang Gongwen Dao has fallen into a bottleneck, maybe once the happy thing is done, he will be rejuvenated?" ”

Sister Chen glanced at her: "Then you can go too, let him rejuvenate more freely......"

got up and ran into her room.

The next morning, the heavy snow finally stopped, and as soon as Greenyi got up, he saw Lin Su coming out of the study with a bright face, and Cui Ying, blushing and holding a tray and following him, when she saw Green's eyes, Cui Ying couldn't stand......