Lintian has actually discovered his current situation a long time ago, in fact, he lacks a lot of things, but from the reality point of view.

It's a lack of money.

A lot of books are intimidating, so I still feel that making money is a big problem.

At this time, the long queue outside the Xuanwu Gate had already passed more than half of it, and after a long wait, they finally photographed Lintian and Tuofei.

Lin Tian stepped forward, picked up a brush according to the official's wishes, wrote his name on a booklet, and then followed Tuofei to the other side, ready to pay for the book.

It may be that the queue time is too long, Tuofei finally gave up his previous 'false look' and returned to his body, he looked at Lintian who was about to take the money, and said: "Brother Lin, just take the book, just a few thousand silver taels, small meaning, I will also pay your share together!"

Tuofei didn't say it very loudly, but slightly close to Lintian's ear, he knew how to measure it. Lintian could naturally see Tuofei's thoughts, and he had already guessed that he was afraid of embarrassing himself in front of everyone, but he wanted to help himself pay, so he was helpless.

Lintian looked at Tuofei, couldn't help but smile, and said: "Haha, Brother Tuo, you still look more pleasing to the eye like this, I advise you not to pretend, to be honest, those ladies are not out of the door, even if you pretend like this, they may not be able to know, I think it's better to wait until you have the woman you like, and then think of a targeted way!"

Tuofei said helplessly: "Eh...... Alas, you don't understand, Brother Lin! My father is urging me tightly, and I am out of line. Forget it, let's not talk about this for now, I will pay your share together, and it will be a gift from you who came to the capital to give you."

After Tuofei finished speaking, he took out the silver ticket from his sleeve. Lintian stretched out his hand and waved it, and said, "Brother Tuofei, I understand your thoughts, and I have received your intentions, but I still have to pay for this money myself." It's not that I'm embarrassed, it's just that as you said before, since I've reached this position, I'm not an ordinary person, and if I have to rely on you to buy a book, then what can I do in the future?"

"But...... If you finish buying this book, you won't have any money in the future~!"

Lintian smiled and said, "It's okay, I know it in my heart." If I even have to rely on my friends to spend money, then I have studied the sages in vain, didn't I just win a thousand taels from Wang Ming and the Wen family before? I just bought this book, hehe, I just have to find a way to make money after I don't have money!"

Tuofei originally wanted to say something, but looking at Lintian's eyes, he finally said: "Okay, just do as you say~!"

Lintian nodded. Chong Tuofei smiled, and then took out a ticket of one thousand taels of silver. Handed it over. The official took the silver ticket, confirmed the authenticity, and then took a copy of the "Great Xuan Classics" from behind him and handed it to Lintian.

After Lintian took it, he knew that it was over, so he took it aside and waited for Tuofei to finish receiving it. However, at this moment, Lintian suddenly saw a familiar figure.

In the crowd not far from him, there was a man dressed in a white brocade robe, with his left hand behind his back. Holding the "Great Xuan Classics" in his right hand, although there are many people around, this person can easily see that his handsome appearance and extraordinary bearing can be regarded as standing out among these people.

However, the man in white also noticed Lintian and happened to look at it.........

The business of the 'Qinyuan Teahouse' is not very good, but everyone in the capital knows that drinking tea in the Accord here for a day is about to catch up with the annual harvest of ordinary civilians. And in the top few Accords, it is not possible to go with money.

At this time, in the Accord on the top floor, a voice came: "If you want to say that I think this "Daxuan Classics" is good, there are still a few people, although they do not have the 'ability to cut luck', but compared to other people, they can be regarded as outstanding." I remember that there was a song "Yonghuai Spring", which was well written. ”

The third prince of Jingyang nodded, and said: "Well, this 'Yong Huai Chun' is written by the descendants of the Li family of the Great Xuanguo, the 'Li family' of the Great Xuanguo has been painting from generation to generation, exquisite, and his ancestor is the great sage in the painting!

The man scratched his head, thought for a while, and said: "There is another poem that is well written, but I forgot the name for a while, but I remember the verses in it! In fact, in my opinion, in this whole book, this person's poems can make me admire! Although Li Yu's poem is good, the only thing that can really make me look at it is that sentence!"

Jing Yang's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Oh? That's really a coincidence, I also saw a sentence that can make me say it, you might as well say it and listen to it, and see if our eyes are the same!"

The man was a little embarrassed, and said darkly: "Haha, Your Highness is smiling, I'm just a rough person, this vision is naturally not as good as it is, how can I compare with Your Highness?"

In the Accord in the teahouse, there was silence for a while, and the man who spoke before frowned, as if thoughtful, and then said: "Your Highness, this person is really so talented? There are few young people who make you pay so much attention, so will he become an obstacle to our Yasukuni in the future?"

Jing Yang closed his eyes slightly, and muttered for a while, as if he was seriously considering the man's problem, to be honest, when he first saw this poem, he also had the same idea in his heart, but later because of some news, he dispelled some thoughts in his heart, but for some reason, he was a little disappointed.

Jing Yang opened his eyes and said, "This person's name is Lintian! A few days ago, he opened up a sea of clouds in the National Fortune Hall of Daxuan and became a Wenxiu. ”

"Lintian?" After hearing this name, the man seemed to be a little familiar, and suddenly remembered something, and said: "Could it be the one that everyone discussed a few days ago, who used the fortune of the country to start luck, but his own luck is pitiful

Who?"

Jing Yang nodded and said: "That's right, in fact, as soon as I arrived in the capital, I already knew about this "Crossing Zero Ding Yang", yesterday I chatted with Jiuwang, and heard some things about him, his national fortune poem, it is quite a sensation, just looking here, it can be said that I have seen Xiucai Wen. One of the most outstanding people!"

The man was surprised, "Ah, so powerful? Your Highness, it seems that he is the same age as you, although he must not be as good as Your Highness, but after all, he is also in the limelight, not to mention what will happen in the future. Will he be an obstacle to our feast plans after this?"

Jing Yang looked at the man, his eyes were full of calm, not only because he was unwavering, but also because of his confidence in himself, because he was the third prince of Yasukuni, Jing Yang who was selected by the Dongzhou Holy Academy!

If it weren't for the thing the day before yesterday, I really think so, "Sigh Qingming" and "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang". It is said that poetry is like its people, but from these two poems, it can be seen that this is called Lintian, it must not be a thing in the pool, such a heroic state of mind, it is really not ordinary, if his literary position is a little higher. This is not just a national fortune poem, it is really simple. ”

The man frowned and said, "Your Highness." You see if we should ...... him before he grows up" As he spoke, the man's stupid expression before he arrived was replaced by a fierce look, and the murderous spirit in his eyes was unmistakable.

"Alas~!" Jing Yang looked at the man's expression and sighed helplessly. He stretched out his hand and waved.

"What is in the hands of you people, there is nothing else but blood, and besides, just by his own fate, do you think that my Dajing Congress is so worried?"

Heard Jing Yang's words. The man was a little embarrassed, but immediately reined in and said, "What does Your Highness mean? Even if his strength is not good, it is still some obstacles, wouldn't it be easy to get rid of it?"

Jing Yang shook his head and said, "We don't need to pay attention to this person in the future, I don't think he can be an obstacle to us, maybe it won't be long before he disappears, we don't need to waste time on a waste person." ”

The man was a little puzzled, looked at Jing Yang with questioning eyes, and said, "What does His Highness mean ......?"

Jing Yang smiled and said: "It's not that I'm too conceited, his talent is really good, and this poem is indeed well written, but he was lucky in the National Fortune Hall before, and he has confirmed that his own origin luck is not as good as even ordinary people from poor families, that is to say, his future path of cultural cultivation will stay in the realm of fame at most." ”

Jing Yang took a sip of tea and continued: "Hmph! I really hope that he can be better, so that I can marry ...... Ahem, I won't be bored until I go to the Holy Courtyard, life always has to have some opponents to be interesting, but it's a pity, if he is talented, he should be qualified enough to compete with me. ”

"However, Wen Xiu is not just talent, the so-called Wen Xiu's 'one life, two fortunes, three feng shui, four accumulation of yin virtue and five fame', that is, only those mediocre people in the literary cultivation will only stay on the road of fame, relying on literary brilliance to win fame, and use fame to accumulate luck, in fact, it is only superficial! They don't know the importance of each person's Origin Luck, which is something that is born and destined by God! It is unique!"

"Then think about it the other way, if a person's own luck is thin, then that is to say, if there is an arrangement in the morning, you will not have any future! Even if you become a Wen Xiu, you can increase your luck, but from the beginning, you have already lost, just imagine, a person with strong luck who was born with smooth sailing, or a person who was born poor and unlucky, which one is easier to succeed?"

The man thought for a moment and said, "Then it's naturally the former!"

Jing Yang nodded with a smile and said: "That's right, so, this is the gap in the origin, not to mention that Lintian is from a poor family, his own luck, for some reason it is rare and pitiful, even if he has literary talent and is lucky to become a literary cultivator, but do you think such a person is expected to break through his fame and enter the realm of Yin Virtue to become a sage?"

The man's eyes lit up, as if he understood, nodded and said, "Haha, I understand, no wonder His Highness said that he didn't need to care about him anymore!"

Jing Yang nodded and said: "That's right, and I got the news from the Nine Kings, many of the forces within Daxuan who paid attention to him also gave up, maybe even the Emperor Daxuan was the same, and after the luck, he didn't summon him to enter the palace, that is to say, even the people who gave up their Daxuan Kingdom, do we have to treat Yasukuni as a treasure and try our best to kill it?"

"Ehaha, Your Highness, it seems that I am too worried!"

Jing Yang chuckled, then took matters into his own hands, boiled a pot of water again, and after doing this, he looked out the window of the Accord and said: "No matter what kind of talent, there is a limit, even if it is a genius, it can't be exhaustive! ”

Jing Yang couldn't help but sigh, but he felt that his heart was not melancholy, but the pity of the ants under his feet as a person at the top.

"That's it, don't mention it in the future, next our focus is the upcoming feast, hmph! I really can't wait, the truth is to meet this legendary 'Ruoyu County Lord' as soon as possible......."

Then there was silence in the Accord, and only the sound of the kettle boiling could be heard, and the steam from the spout of the kettle was used up, as if to indicate that something was coming......

On the other side at this time, Lintian, who had just finished buying the book, naturally didn't know everything about the teahouse, but his eyes were half-open, looking at the 'acquaintances' not far away, the sky had gradually darkened, but there were still many people on the street, and many entertainment activities had just begun.

Jing Yang scolded with a smile: "Okay, if you say it, you can say it, and don't forget to pat yourself on the back at any time!"

The man said: "Hehe, then I'll say it, in fact, among those poems, I can only say that a few of them are well written, but the only poem that amazes me is only that one! Although it is not a poem of the battlefield, but that mood and pride, even I have to admire! I just glanced at it roughly, I didn't remember much, only the last sentence!"

The man looked at Jing Yang, and then read: "Since ancient times, no one has died in life, and he has left Dan to take care of his sweat!" After reading it, the man shook his head and sighed: "What a good sentence! Such a heroic state of mind, if it were in our Yasukuni army, it would definitely be a good hand!"

Jing Yang looked at the man and didn't speak, but from his eyes, he could see that the poems the man said were the same as what he liked, and it seemed that the evaluation in his heart was a little higher than that of the man in front of him, but for some reason, his expression seemed to have another meaning.

The man looked at the silent Jing Yang, a little overwhelmed, he thought he had said something wrong, and said embarrassedly: "Ahem, Your Highness, I said it all, my vision is not as good as yours, you have to let me say it!"

Jing Yang looked at the man, and then sighed: "Alas~, what is your heart empty, and I said that you didn't choose the right one?" In fact, the poem that sighed in my heart is also this sentence 'Who has not died in life since ancient times, leave Dan to take care of the sweat!"

The man was stunned for a moment after hearing this, he knew that His Royal Highness the Third Prince in front of him was a rare day in Yasukuni, in order to cultivate him, and even the gentleman who gave him a job was a figure in the 'Yin Virtue Realm', so it is normal to say that this Jingyang has a high heart and vision, because it is rare to hear him say that he sighs a poem written by a person with a slightly lower literary rank.

Jing Yang pondered for a moment and said: "This poem is called "Crossing Zero Ding Yang", which was written by a new Xiucai person during this year's Daxuanguo Xiucai exam, and you can also feel this poem, unlike other poems, this poem is the national fortune poem of Zhenguo!" (To be continued.) )