Great Blue Night Watchman

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

"Xu Zhong!" Lin Su said.

"Disciple is here!" Xu Chong knelt down...

Lin Sudao: "You have worked hard this year, let me pay you some wages!"

ah? All the teachers were stunned.

Xu Zhong blinked: "Teacher, we give you three taels of silver every month as scheduled and we have never been in arrears."

"That was the normal salary. What I give now is called year-end bonus salary."

And the year-end bonus salary?

All the teachers looked at each other...

"There are a total of 88 teachers in the art class, right?"

"Reply to my mentor, yes!" Xu Zhong replied.

"I will give each person five months' salary repayment. How much is the total?"

Xu Zhong pondered slightly: "88 multiplied by 5 and then multiplied by 3, a total of...1320 taels."

Lin Su raised his hand, and a 1,320-tael banknote was slapped on his palm: "You can hand it out on my behalf!"

Xu Zhong's whole body was shocked: "Teacher, this...this...this is too much, this disciple dare not accept it..."

"Yes!" The teachers in the periphery also said: "Teacher, we are originally teaching the children of the refugees on the riverbank, and we are also teaching people from our own families. We should not ask for a salary from our teacher..."

"My mentor, three taels per month is already too high. Now we make up for more than ten taels per month. We..."

Lin Su sighed in his heart, what a simple teacher. In that world, teachers competed for salary everywhere, but here, everyone is so kind...

"Take it, you are worth it!" With these seven words, Lin Su turned around and left.

"Teacher..." All the teachers behind him knelt in the snow, tears streaming down their faces.

Li Guihan returned to the top of the mountain at some point. Looking at the scene in the surgery class, something seemed to suddenly pour into her heart, and she was a little confused...

The academic class looked different, and school was over, but the students there were not like the students in the art class. There was no fighting. Every child was clean and looked like a little adult. Seeing Lin Su came over and saluted respectfully, with no mistakes in etiquette.

Judging from the appearance alone, the arts class looks like a primary school, and this side looks like a graduate class.

This may be the difference between the two teaching models.

Lin Su didn't think about him and went directly into the Daru District. In a small courtyard in the Daru District, Ren Taiyan put on the academic uniform and looked energetic, spinning around in the room...

"How about it?"

"Okay! Great!" Ren Taiyan smiled and said: "This is the residence I assigned. There is a small pool behind. Yu Ji will definitely like it! I will pick her up now. In addition, Dean Baoshan and Ding Daru They also asked me to go to Haining City to find some scholars and scholars to enrich the teaching staff."

"Go back then?"

"Go back!"

The two soared into the sky and returned to the Lin family. Ren Taiyan picked up Yu Ji and walked back to Haining Academy. Lin Su stood in the yard and saw each other off with a smile.

"Ms. sir, come into the Nuan Pavilion. Dinner will be ready in a moment..." Lu Yi came over.

"No, just eat. Leave me alone. I'll go to the study to sort out some things."

Lin Su entered the study room...

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

What he wants to sort out is "Thirty-Six Strategies"...

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

Although it didn't last long, a lot of things happened.

The affairs of Qin Fangweng, the affairs of Xizhou’s officialdom, and the affairs of the Golden Palace are all ruse...

These strategies need to be sorted out. So far, his Thirty-Six Strategies only have thirteen strategies, only one-third of them. There is still a long way to go before the Thirty-Six Strategies will actually be written into a book.

These thirty-six strategies were not only tactics, but also the key to his breakthrough into literature.

The current situation is very delicate and dangerous.

The courtiers hated him irreconcilably.

His Majesty's hatred for him is irreconcilable.

The Jianghu sect is turbulent, and the Immortal Sect is ready to move.

He is currently safe because of one thing. He acts impeccably every time and does not give the other party an excuse to attack. The two sides still maintain a fragile balance.

However, no balance is absolute.

When you don't touch the opponent's reverse scale, you can balance. If you touch the reverse scale, how can there be any balance? This was the conclusion he came to when he used a plan to pacify Tianji Guan last time.

His Majesty used to talk to Tianji Guan about hello, me, and everyone. He was so dependent and trusting that he wished he could make it the state religion.

But Tianji Temple threw out a green bamboo and wrote a poem: The emperor killed the emperor in the Purple Gold Pavilion, and the black gold bones were under the Sun and Moon Mausoleum.

What was the result?

His Majesty immediately dispatched the Royal Forest Army, and with lightning speed, the Tianji Temple was completely wiped out.

Need an excuse?

No need at all!

If one day, His Majesty feels that he is in danger, what excuse will he really care about?

If that day comes, what can save him?

There is only one thing, and that is his skill and his fighting power!

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

It's almost impossible to do this.

Who can the king of a country not 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 truly breaks through the Wen Road, he can truly stand at the top of Da Cang Wen Dao. An expert in the Wen Road has the qualifications to walk in the temple, has the ability to travel thousands of miles at any time, and has the great supernatural power to change the world with a wave of his hand, even if it is It is difficult to win the king of a country.

At present, in Da Cang, apart from places like academies, there are only five literary paths in the official officialdom. Three of them have become officials and have become world-famous pavilion elders. They are basically unconcerned with worldly affairs and are like living gods. Two are in the court.

One is Zhang Juzheng, a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion, and the second is Chen Geng, a bachelor of Hanlin Academy. Chen Geng has been in seclusion for three years and is basically unable to handle any government affairs. However, His Majesty still retains his position. The cultivation of one product has never ceased. Zhang Juzheng objectively said that His Majesty didn't like it, but so what? You can't touch him at all, but you can ask him to discuss matters in the Golden Palace. He really knows how to use the word "please".

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

To break through the literary path, a prerequisite is to break through to the extreme state of literary mind, and to break through to the extreme state of literary mind, a prerequisite is to finish writing "Thirty-Six Strategies"!

This is a pit!

But this is a hole that Lin Su dug himself!

"Countermeasures", doubts within doubts, compare within, don't lose yourself...

Lin Su wrote a total of eight hundred words for this countermeasure, using the Tianji Guan incident as proof. Tianji Guan was destroyed by His Majesty himself. The main reason was because Lin Su caused the conflict between His Majesty and Tianji Guan. Suspicion.

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

But the temple is different. In the eyes of the temple, worldly political power is not in their minds at all. The game between countries and the competition between people are none of their business? It can be said that the life and death of the Great Cang Kingdom does not even have the weight of a colorful poem in the mind of the temple.

Therefore, Lin Su had no worries at all.

The plan was written on gold paper, and the golden light flashed and was burned into his writing...

With a flash of golden light, the faces of the three women outside the study all changed...

It was late at night, and instead of playing with them, the husband went to the study. The three girls couldn't sit still, so they quietly came outside the study and watched their husband thinking through the window.

They were very excited at first.

My husband wants to write poems. He used to believe that his handwriting was colorful poems. Now he is seriously thinking about it. What weight should the poems he writes be?

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

If it is a green poem, Cui Ying will face her husband's violent storm tonight alone. How many times will her husband accompany her? If it is a colorful poem, she will be accompanied by green clothes, the conditions are the same! Another thing, you have to get up as usual tomorrow, don’t complain about backache...

Sister Chen beside her was dumbfounded.

It’s such a frivolous bet. If my husband knew about it, wouldn’t he be happy?

Suddenly, there was a flash of golden light, and all three women were stunned...

"How could it be golden light?"

Golden light represents golden light poetry. In the world, how many people dream of it? But in Lin Su's case, it was too substandard!

He has never written a golden poem.

His poems have never fallen below the five colors.

But tonight, he thought hard for a long time, and finally there was a golden light...

"My husband...my husband works hard day and night, maybe...maybe he is not in the mood to write poetry." Cui Ying couldn't bear to read it.

"He is still thinking, and he may also feel dissatisfied..." Lu Yi said.

This thought took quite a long time. Finally, Lin Su wrote again, and there was another golden light...

The three women looked at each other with a hint of desolation in their hearts...

There is a word they don't want to say, it's called talent exhaustion.

All literary heroes in the world will have such a day. No matter how magical they were at the time, there will eventually be a day when their talents are exhausted and nothing they write will be satisfactory. Gradually, they will no longer be known as heroes.

My husband, the early poetry was like a gift from heaven, has his talent finally been exhausted?

"My husband is still thinking...Sister Chen, do you think we should try to persuade him? If the current situation is not good, don't force it..."

Sister Chen hesitated for a moment: "It might be worse to persuade...at this time...Everyone is staring here, maybe he still feels the tense atmosphere, which is not conducive to his performance, so everyone should go back..."

The three women left from the window and returned to their respective rooms. The doors were left open, but no one came in overnight...

The next day, the snow was still falling, and the outside of the study was already covered with snow. Lin Su was still thinking hard in the study, still occasionally writing, and there was still a golden light...

The three women's hearts are filled with dark clouds...

A literary genius whose writing was a colorful light was reduced to a state where he could only be locked in a study room for a whole day and night, and could only see a golden light. How could he bear this gap?

The situation between North Korea and China eventually overwhelmed him.

The inconsistencies in worldly affairs eventually affected him.

The most beautiful and wonderful poetry can no longer appear in his writing...

The night fell again, and Lin Su finally stopped writing. For a whole day and night, another seven strategies were formed! The great work of the Art of War, "Thirty-Six Strategies", has already taken shape at its 20th stratagem. The Weiyang brush on his Wenshan Mountain has grown sixty hairs and begins to truly resemble a pen.

It's so difficult. Each of the thirty-six strategies represents a complete review of a certain major event, and the connection between the strategies must be found. It must also be recognized by the Holy Will and be able to stir up the great avenue of heaven and earth.

How difficult is it to stir up the great avenues of heaven and earth and be recognized by the Holy Will? It can be said that any plan is worth a lifetime of efforts to perform, but Lin Su performed seven of them in one day and one night.

This achievement cannot be measured by anyone.

Lin Su was in high spirits and shouted: "Baby, give me some tea!"

Cui Ying jumped up in the Nuan Pavilion: "My husband wants to drink tea..."

Lifting the boiling water on the stove, she took a teapot with the best tea leaves in it and ran away. She had prepared this teapot a long time ago and put the tea leaves there a long time ago, waiting for her husband to come in. When the time comes, drink a cup of his favorite tea as soon as possible...

She went to deliver tea, but neither Sister Chen nor Lu Yi tried to fight with her.

The two looked at each other with a somewhat strange look...

Luyi said: "Maybe she really didn't mean to compete with the two of us. She just went to deliver tea..."

Sister Chen glanced at her: "What are you trying to do first?"

"Sister Chen, you already understand and still pretend? There is a bed in my husband's study..."

Sister Chen's face turned red. Her husband had been away for two whole months. In other words, the three sisters had not kissed him for two months. It would be false to say that they were not itchy. Even her husband, who could control her so well, Jianghu is a bit out of control, let alone Lu Yi and Cui Ying? But Lu Yi is right. Cui Ying is really not the type to compete with them. Cui Ying has a very low posture. She always treats herself as a junior and will never compete with them for favor...

Just as Lu Yi said, Cui Ying had no frivolous thoughts when she entered the study. She just brought tea to her husband.

Not only did she deliver tea, while her husband was drinking tea, she also quickly went to the kitchen and got a tray with hot food and hot wine...

Lin Su ate the food and drank the wine. When Cui Ying was about to clear away the dishes, Lin Su stretched out her hand and hugged her slender waist...

Cui Ying's face suddenly turned red: "Ms. sir, no..."

"No, why not?" Lin Su raised and lowered his hands.

Cui Ying's whole body softened every inch: "No, sir... I... I rushed to deliver tea. If this is the case, then... doesn't that mean that I am rushing to... sleep with you? This is not good..."

She rushed to serve tea and water, so she should.

But when my husband returns home after a long absence and rushes to sleep with him, it should not be the case.

This is the awareness a little concubine should have...

Cui Ying has always had this awareness...

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

In the Nuan Pavilion, Sister Chen and Lu Yi were sitting with blushing faces and heartbeats. Although they couldn't hear any sound, they seemed to be able to smell some kind of shameful breath in the air...

The green man rolled his eyes slightly: "Xianggong Wen Dao has hit a bottleneck. Maybe once the happy things are done, he will be rejuvenated?"

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

He got up and ran away, into her room.

The next morning, the heavy snow finally stopped. As soon as Lu Yi got up, he saw Lin Su coming out of the study in high spirits, while Cui Ying followed him with a blushing face holding a tray. When she saw Lu Yi's eyes, Cui Ying simply couldn’t stand...