March rushed by, and it rained in April.

It may indicate that the Qingming Festival is approaching, and on the first day of April, the drizzle will not stop.

Lintian was wearing a white college uniform, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and walked slowly in the long stone road of the academy. The appearance of Lintian was very handsome, and now he is dressed as a scholar, and his temperament has changed a lot from the past.

In the past, in the Wen family, he had always been a subordinate, always ragged, shabby, and sometimes dirty, so he covered up his appearance, but now it is different, Lintian, who is dressed in white, has a bit of extravagance, but this year he is just sixteen or seventeen years old, and he still feels a little immature.

It's been a few days since he came to the academy, Lintian is already roughly familiar with the life here, the first day he arrived at Ding Ban, he thought he would meet a lot of second ancestors, but I don't know if his luck is good, although Ding Ban also has a lot of children from big families, but most of them are still very friendly, and there is no trouble.

Lin Tian was also glad in his heart, the third son of the Wen family was not in the same class as him, after a few days of him, he inquired on the side, he knew, the third son of the Wen family was in class A, which made Lin Tian breathe a sigh of relief, if he didn't look up with them every day, then don't have a headache to death.

Soon, Lintian came to the academy, a large attic with the words 'Library Pavilion'. This is the study building of the academy, which stores many famous works of literati and saints, and Lintian was assigned to work here.

Because Lintian came to the academy relatively late, some easy and better jobs have been preempted, leaving only one of the most boring and tiring. There was no choice but to take it. But later, Lintian actually felt that this was really a good thing.

All he had to do was copy the books in the library. This work is very boring, for a long time, no one wants to copy those books every day, and then no one does it, but Lintian is different, he has not read many books since he was a child, and when he came to the academy, he realized that he was far behind, so this work just provided him with conditions.

Lin Tian came to the library and took out his identity card to the caretaker, and then came to a corner, where there was a table with the four treasures of the study, and there were stacks of books around it.

The man pointed and said, "There is a bunch here, it is the first batch to be copied, it is estimated that there will be no ten days and half a month, it will not be copied, and after you finish this batch, you are looking for me, and I will give you the next batch of books." ”

Lintian arched his hand and said: "Thank you, sir, the younger generation knows." ”

"Well, that's fine, you can go, this will be very tiring, take a proper rest. With that, he returned to his post.

Lin Tian knew that this transcription was necessary no matter where it was, because there were many people who borrowed books every day, and there were many people who borrowed the same book, so copying and transcribing became the primary work of the library cabinet.

Sitting on the wooden chair and adjusting his state, Lintian opened the first book and began to transcribe it silently.

After a few days of classes, Lin Tian knew that in this world, there are many schools of thought among literati, and those who break through the rules in a certain field have broken through the realm and gained luck and become saints because of the articles they have written.

There are many schools here, such as those that specialize in the way of etiquette, those that specialize in the way of law, and the art of war, medicine, and so on.

After reading it, I suddenly felt that some schools of thought were very similar to the 'ancient literature of the previous life' in my memory, and it could even be said that they were exactly the same, but there was just a gap between the expression and understanding of the articles written.

However, with the memory of his previous life and the foundation of literature, when Lintian copied these articles, he didn't have a hard time understanding them at all.

Lin Tian copied and copied, and was attracted by the things in the book, and unconsciously, the speed became faster, and even he didn't know that lunch time had already passed.

The drizzle was still falling, and there seemed to be no intention of stopping, and the sky was gradually darkening.

Lintian copied has been a little selfless, completely immersed in the sea of books, at this time he is copying, is what he once heard said, "Jinyang Boyazi's "Four Seasons Wind and Rain Record"".

Lin Tian knew that when Bo Yazi wrote this chapter, his luck was great, and it is said that there was a vision of 'wind, rain, thunder and snow', and finally became a feng shui realm, and this article has also become the object of everyone's reading.

One life, two fortunes, three feng shui, four accumulation of yin virtue and five merits.

Lin Tian knows that if you want to get luck, the first thing is the road to fame, the better the position, the more flat the fame, and the luck will increase, and finally whether it is luck or others, it will surpass ordinary people.

If it can benefit all people and be admired by the people, then it is a higher state of yin virtue. As for the feng shui and fortune in the back, it is even more mysterious, and often a person's feng shui and fortune are not determined by themselves.

Lintian knows that "The Four Seasons of Wind and Rain" is very powerful, and the world can only pass it on to the skin. Because, people often use this article to pray for rain, but the real gist of it is actually the theory of the four seasons of feng shui.

Before I knew it, it was getting late, and Lintian stretched my waist.

"It's already dark, I don't even know, let's stop here today, I have to take my husband's class tomorrow, and go back early to rest." ”

Thinking of this, Lintian put away the brush, tidied up, left the library, and said goodbye to the gentleman who was guarding before before leaving.

The man looked at Lintian and was very surprised, he didn't expect that someone would copy it, and he could go a day without eating or resting, so desperately.

Lintian ignored the man's surprised eyes, went back to eat something, and rested. He has absorbed a lot of information in the past few days, learned a lot, and copied books for a day, and he was physically and mentally exhausted, and he almost fell asleep.

At the same time, in a luxurious room, a table of sumptuous delicacies was filled, on which three people were seated.

If you see it in the sky, you will definitely know it, these three people are the three sons of the Wen family who have not seen each other for many days.

Wen San put down his chopsticks and said, "Big brother, second brother, I just don't understand, why didn't my father kill that kid on the road? ”

The second brother Wenzhi said: "Third brother, don't worry, Dad must have his reason, you are right, eldest brother." ”

Wen Yong shook the wine glass in his hand, his eyes narrowed, and he said slowly: "Don't worry, there was just something wrong on the way, but it doesn't matter, my father has already said that even if we can't kill him, we can crush him with his position, so that our luck will always have the upper hand, no matter what kind of exam in the future, Wenhui, as long as he is in the sky, we will crush him!"

The two people next to him were suddenly, and Wen San hurriedly said: "It's still the eldest brother who is reasonable, okay, let's call a few girls to help with the fun, hahaha." ”

Afterwards, the room was full of singing and dancing, and laughter continued......