A teahouse in Meicheng County, Lintong Prefecture, Anhua County.

"Have you heard, we have a loser in Meicheng County. ”

"Who?

"It's Lin Xiuwen and Lin Xiucai in the east of our county!"

"That's not right, he is the head of the case, how can such a character be regarded as a loser?"

"Guest officer, don't you know, in the past few days, this Lin Xiucai has done a big thing. I opened a private school at home, and I also spent a lot of money to hire a husband to teach. ”

"Oh, what's wrong with that?"

"You don't know, this private school is specially used by Lin Xiucai for his maids and servants to study!"

"Hiss~" Everyone poured a cool breath.

"Strange, strange, there are such strange people in the world. ”

"How did he come up with the idea of opening a private school to let house slaves go to school?"

"I heard that Lin Xiucai is just alone, but he is quite a bit yellow and white, maybe he has too much money to spend. ”

"There are still such people in my Meicheng County?"

......

The teahouse in the city is full of people who Lin Xiuwen treats as a joke. Officials at all levels in the county, down to Pingtou, all talked about Lin Xiuwen's request to Mr. to teach the slaves to read.

Lin Xiuwen didn't know this, and if he knew, he wouldn't pay attention to it. Even though he is mortal at this time, the immortal is still an immortal, and the ant is still an ant. Only when he meets his own people, because fate is intertwined with his own fate, Lin Xiuwen will give them the opportunity to create a self-change fate.

This is the reason why the gentleman was invited to read to the people in the church. He can't change the whole world, but he doesn't mind going with the flow and sowing the seeds of change.

These days, Lin Xiuwen tries to make himself live more like a mortal than a monk. He faintly realized that the more he integrated into the mortal world, the greater the harvest would be when he detached himself.

In the private school of the Lin Mansion, Lin Xiuwen sat quietly in the last row. Without relying on the unforgettable memory of immortal cultivators, but with his own diligence and hard work, Lin Xiuwen remembered everyone in the Zhongfu. Long with the little maid Wang Hua, personal maids Zhang Xiaoya and Zhang Xiaofang, maids Lin Xiaotao, Lin Xiaohua, housekeeper Lin Ping, kitchen lady Li Siniang, family Ding Huang Yang, Huang Guangping, Zheng Flow, Deng Sixi, porter Wang Ye.

The gentleman took the money and taught seriously. The people had a hard-won opportunity to study, and they gritted their teeth and studied seriously there. Lin Xiuwen nodded, ignoring that he had already given it, and if he couldn't grasp it, it would be his life.

......

The sixth day of the seventh month is approaching in a blink of an eye, and Wang Anguo's family came as promised.

"Lao Wang, welcome, welcome, with Lao Wang's coming, my humble house is really full of brilliance. Lin Xiuwen took Wang Anguo's hand and led his family to the main hall.

"Lin boy, ah no, it's time to call Lin Xiucai now, congratulations!" Wang Anguo smiled and made fun of Lin Xiuwen.

"Don't make fun of me. This must be Mrs. Zun, right? I'll just call you up, old lady! Hello old lady!"

"How dare you, the old man is flattered!" Xu hurriedly returned the salute.

"It's okay, it's okay" Lin Xiuwen waved his hand, just a false courtesy.

"This is Miss Sun, I'm polite!"

"Childe Wanfu, the little girl is polite. The king stooped down and did a great deal.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the banquet is ready, let's take a seat. Lin Xiuwen invited them.

"Okay, good, just about to taste the difference between the dishes of your Lin Mansion. ”

Men and women sat separately, and after a few people sat down, there were maids on the screen. This Wang Anguo's family is extremely heartwarming.

Immediately after, a few maids began to make dishes.

Dachen Tianchao only has a stew pot, which has always been common with stews. The use of spices is also relatively simple, far less abundant than Lin Xiuwen's knowledge. Therefore, the food of the Wang family is not quite the same as Lin Xiuwen's taste, and it was a bit exaggerated before.

Since you want to be a mortal, why should you suppress your appetite? Lin Xiuwen spent a lot of money and hired an old blacksmith to make a few woks for himself. And he spent a lot of effort to train the cook, so that he mastered the recipe of many dishes.

Most of the dishes at today's banquet are stir-fried dishes.

"Sister and Miss Sun, please take care of yourself. I don't have any family in my house, so it's no wonder. ”

"Don't care, Childe, I'll just wait. ”

"It's easy to say, come to Lao Wang, try this mapo tofu. ”

"How?"

"Tender, numb, spicy, delicious!"

Wang on the side still tasted it when she heard it, and she rolled her eyes. It's just that the chopsticks can't stop, and the heart says that this dish is spicy and spicy, but the food is very refreshing!

"Come on, come on, Lao Wang, try this spicy chicken again. ”

"Taste this ...... again"

"Here, try this ......"

......

This meal, Wang Anguo ate very refreshingly, with a long aftertaste.

"Lin boy, give me an iron pot when you go back, I'm sending a cook to your house to learn the craft, okay?"

"I'm sending you. What a big deal. Lin Xiuwen waved his hand.

"Let's get down to business, boy Lin, it's been rumored that you're going to ask your family to invite Mr."

"Yes, I'm going to return them later. ”

"Lin boy, they are just slaves, it is already a favor to treat them better, why do you want to repay their deeds?"

Xu and Wang Yiran on the side quietly pricked up their ears.

"Lao Wang's words are wrong. In my opinion, all men are created equal, and no one is more noble than the other. You can look down on them because of their abilities, they can be high or low, but their lives are no different from ours. The same need for food, clothing, shelter and transportation, the same birth, old age, sickness and death. Although Lin Xiuwen has become a monk, Lin Xiuwen has never felt that his life is more precious than others.

The maid standing on the side had a bright color in her eyes, and she was inexplicably grateful.

"Just talk to me about this, go out, but don't tell anyone else, they will think you're crazy. Wang Anguo shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"What about saying it? Haha, Lao Wang, the gentleman is harmonious and different, if he wants to be the same as others, he is just someone else's echo worm. Lin Xiuwen waved his hand.

"I wish only that, everyone is born like a dragon!" Wang Anguo sighed when he heard this.

"Hehe, there will come a day, the tide of history is mighty, and no one can reverse it......"

Wang's eyes lit up and he murmured, "The tide of history is mighty......"

"If one day, you can become an official in the court, maybe you can add a unique scenery to this turbid world. Wang Anguo said.

Lin Xiuwen shook his head and said: "Lao Wang is wrong, the tide of history is mighty, it is the times that create heroes, not heroes who create the times." ”

"I have seen the existence of immortals in the world, but it is a pity that they are high above, and they have the cultivation of turning the world upside down, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, and they have done nothing. A flash of amazement flashed in Wang Anguo's eyes, and after a while, he shook his head and sighed.

"Oh, where has Lao Wang seen the immortals?" Lin Xiuwen was shocked when he heard this, and his heart became a little serious.

"The Royal Palace...... Alas...... It's useless to talk more!" Wang Anguo was unhappy and took a sip of wine.

"Why should Lao Wang be like this? Immortals also have the way of immortals, in our opinion, immortals are high, in fact, immortals are not busy all day long, ordinary ants. Zi is not an immortal, and the worries of an immortal. After all, just like a person drinking water, he knows whether he is warm or cold. Lin Xiuwen seemed to have a feeling, and said: "As for the immortals doing nothing, in fact, it is not true, if the human race has no immortals, then the human race will be enslaved by the hundred races and reduced to blood food, if the human race has no immortals, how can mortals have blood food?"

Wang Anguo frowned and was silent.

"As you can see, I have immortals in Da Chen, how do you know that there are no immortals in foreign countries? But once the immortals are gone, or if the Da Chen immortals are no match for the immortals in foreign countries, I don't know if the Great Chen Heavenly Dynasty can still exist. ”

After a long time, Wang Anguo stood up and bowed. said: "It's me who drilled the horns, Gao Zhi." Seeing like you, the old man has only seen it in his life. ”

"Hehe, Lao Wang, why are you so ......"