Although Wang Ling didn't care much about these goods, they really made his life much better.

His family background is very ordinary, his family only has more than 100 acres of land, and now he is helped by the clan to hire someone to farm on his behalf, but his annual income is only a few thousand yuan.

If it was in the Ming and Qing dynasties in the previous life, more than 100 acres of land was already a small landlord, and life was not bad.

However, in this era, the yield per mu is low, and one mu of land only produces one or two stones per mu.

More than 100 acres of land can only produce less than 200 stone of grain, and after deducting 40% of the tenants' gold, Wang Ling will only fall to a little more than 100 stone of grain.

This is still coarse grain, and the rest of the grain after peeling the shell is only sixty or seventy stones.

In addition to his own consumption, if he sells it, there will be about two or three thousand dollars left.

And then after paying the taxes, it's nice to have 2,000 dollars left.

This is still the Wang family, with huge power, and the local tax collection does not dare to be too ruthless.

Rao is like this, the remaining one or two thousand dollars are for this Wang Ling to study in the mountains, but they are also stretched.

Of course, no matter how you calculate it, Wang Ling is also a well-off family, which can provide him with a full-time person to read and write.

If you change one, I'm afraid it won't be such a good thing!

Although Wang Ling was not greedy for the money and goods brought by the little fox, it also made his life a lot easier.

The two sides got along for a long time, and the little fox gradually became bolder, and he was no longer afraid of Wang Ling.

Even when the qi is collected, it is getting closer and closer to Wang Ling, and it seems that the closer you are to Wang Ling, the more aura there is.

Later, he even climbed onto Wang Ling's legs.

Wang Lingchu didn't realize it, but when he woke up, he felt that there was an extra furry thing on his leg, and he was startled.

The little fox was also frightened, and then ran away again with a snort.

But he didn't expect that a few days later, the little fox climbed onto Wang Ling's lap again.

Later, every time Wang Ling practiced, he came on time and directly regarded Wang Ling's legs as his exclusive seat.

Later, Wang Ling saw that its fur was snow-white and there was not a single variegated color on its body, so he gave it an unbearable name called Xiaobai.

However, the little fox obviously liked the name very much, and as soon as Wang Ling called him this name, the little thing would immediately rush over.

It's freezing in the past few days, Wang Ling hasn't seen Xiaobai, and thought that this little thing won't come, but who knows that it will come again tonight!

Wang Ling smiled, it was the dead of night at this time, and he was almost about to sleep peacefully.

On the second day, the heavy snow stopped, but it was still cold.

Wang Ling hid in the grass hut and did not come out, reading for his own pleasure. The ancients closed the door on a snowy night to read forbidden books, and there is a good thing!

Of course, wouldn't it be better if it was a night reading with red sleeves?

Then I thought about it, it was still daytime, and I actually thought of this kind of place, which was really ......

Wang Ling smiled dumbly and concentrated on reading.

He was not reading some kind of chaotic forbidden books, but genuine books of the ancestors.

Although he has no intention of becoming a celebrity, these ancestral scriptures have their own reason.

As the manifestation of this world, there is naturally truth and power in it!

"The Yuan, the beginning, the words are also true. Dao, the royal road also. The king is the beginning of man. Wang Zheng, then the vitality and smooth, when the wind and rain, the stars see, the yellow dragon ......"

Seeing this, Wang Ling sighed slightly: "This is the induction of heaven and man!"

Such a doctrine, if placed in its own original world, is of course nonsense.

But in this world, it is a real thing.

The Son of Heaven was ordered by the Heavenly Court to govern the mountains and rivers on behalf of the Emperor of Heaven, this is by no means a talk!

It is precisely because of this that the government at all levels has such a powerful spell casting power.

Even the ghosts and gods of the local communities, mountains, rivers, and rivers must obey the dispatch of the government and act according to orders.

And the Confucian culture of this world is close to Confucian theology, in which there is a hidden power.

In other words, if Confucianism cannot embody a powerful power, how can it become a manifestation of this world?

In short, Confucianism in this world is a truth that contains great power.

Otherwise, it would not have become a manifestation of learning, and everyone would have believed in it!

It's just that these learnings are like the Tao of the Daomen, lacking the "Fa" or "Technique", and there is no way to display them.

Or it's not that there's no way to do it, it's that there's a lack of keys.

You must have to become an official to have the right to cast spells only after you have the right to cast spells!

Otherwise, there is only a way, but there is no law, but it is equivalent to only having a strong internal force, and there is no fist and foot kung fu at all, and it cannot exert any power.

Of course, the Tao is the most important thing, but if there is no "technique", the power of the "Dao" cannot be exerted.

On the contrary, if there is only "art" and no "Tao", it will not go far.

It's like recently, Wang Ling studied hard, but found that when he was setting the temperature, his efficiency was much higher, and his progress was very fast.

In particular, the content of Confucianism in this world corroborates each other with Taoism, which makes people gain a lot.

"It seems that in this world, the imperial court only encourages people to cultivate the "Dao", but it does not want people to cultivate the "Fa"!" Wang Ling thought thoughtfully.

From this point of view, what cousin Wang Yue said is not bad...... As long as you are an official, you have the right to cast spells!

Otherwise, no matter how strong you are, if you don't enter the system, you will be rejected and suppressed by ghosts and gods, but what can you do?

It seems that it is still necessary to get an official to do it!

I was sighing in my heart, when I heard a crack in the door, chirping, and a little fox had already entered the house.

Wang Lingzheng felt strange, the heart path is still early today, and it has not yet reached the time of cultivation, why is this Xiaobai here?

However, after that Xiaobai saw Wang Ling, he was not as clingy as before, but let out a chirping sound, pulling Wang Ling's trouser legs, as if he wanted to take him somewhere.

Wang Ling was slightly surprised, but when he saw that there seemed to be blood stains on Xiaobai's body, he was slightly stunned in his heart, so he followed.

That Xiaobai ran a few steps in front of him, and when he saw Wang Ling coming, he was finally relieved, leading the way, and even chirping and urging.

Wang Ling had no choice but to follow Xiaobai down the mountain, and when he was not halfway through, he saw that Xiaobai actually stopped a hunter.

That's right, the man was dressed as a hunter, with a hunting knife at the waist and a bow and arrows behind his back, and a few prey on his shoulders with a stick, among which there were two foxes who did not know whether they were alive or dead.

Wang Ling suddenly understood in his heart, stepped forward, clasped his fists and saluted: "This benevolent brother, please!"

The hunter was blocked by the fox Xiaobai, and was slightly stunned, and he had already touched the longbow behind his back in his hand.

But when he saw Wang Ling coming over to salute, he was even more surprised.