I Become A Saint By Studying

next morning.

The breeze is cool and the white mist is white.

The carriage of the official residence of Dayan Weekly left the imperial city under the escort of the forbidden army, and headed for Yueyang Mountain in the capital.

Lin Yi sat in the carriage with no disturbance in his heart.

Isn't it just to go to the literary conference to sell newspapers to get some money back, and by the way, to make the emperor's Yueyang Tower famous, and to earn another reputation for himself, so as to prepare for his stunning appearance at the Great Court Conference tomorrow?

Not a big problem!

But considering some things, Lin Yi was still a little worried.

‘Wenbo should perform well, right? They should target me and be picked up by the people of the Holy Court?’

‘Dayan Weekly’s appearance this time must have a certain deterrent effect on the courtiers, and it will also change the views of the people, but some people in the Holy Court...will definitely quit! '

‘This is no different from digging the roots of their holy house. '

‘There are also disciples of the Human Dao Sect who are lurking in Dayan, and Dayan Weekly will expose their actions, and they will definitely become the target of public criticism. '

On the bumpy road, Lin Yi thought of many possible problems.

"We must do a good job in the safety work of Zheng Yu and Changsun Ce, and have sufficient self-protection capabilities..."

Lin Yi murmured in a low voice.

Improving strength is a long process, but it has to be done.

but.

As long as they are in the imperial city, there is no great danger, as long as their identities are not exposed.

...

at the same time.

When Lin Yi rushed to Yueyang Mountain, Lin Yunhong also received information from Sombra in the Imperial Palace.

"Your Majesty, the first prince has already taken Dayan Weekly to Yueyang Mountain." Hei Ying said.

"Ha ha."

Lin Yunhong smiled and said, "It seems that the emperor intends to get some money from those officials and those scholars."

"Very good, the money of these people is much richer than the imperial court!"

Sombra didn't speak.

"My name is on that weekly newspaper. It's hard not to be tempted by those officials. It's just that it's okay to use this thing once or twice. After a long time, it will lose its novelty. The weekly newspaper office will be a big expense in the future!"

Lin Yunhong shook his head.

He has to find a way to make money, and he will definitely not be able to do something that is harmful to the country's fortune.

"Your Majesty has good news. The demons in the north have withdrawn from the border, which can temporarily relieve the urgent need of the court." Hei Ying said.

"it is good!"

Lin Yunhong was in a good mood, and Longyan said joyfully, "The King of Zhenbei did not disappoint me. In this way, it is also a problem of the disaster in the south. Presumably, with the property confiscated by the emperor in Jintian Mansion this time, if it is implemented, the people will surely bear it." After this disaster..."

Sombra was silent.

"Back off."

Lin Yunhong waved back the black shadow and called out to Mei Zheren, who brought the eunuchs in and changed Lin Yunhong into ordinary clothes.

There will be no court meeting today.

After dealing with the memorial presented by the cabinet, he will visit the Yueyang Mountain Cultural Association in person.

...

Holy House.

Exquisite and luxurious carriages drove out of the holy courtyard and headed towards Yueyang Mountain.

Every literary meeting is a great opportunity for the Holy Academy to gain prestige, as long as Qingshan Academy and the imperial court are suppressed.

The prestige of the Holy Academy is in full swing.

"The carriages in the Chariot and Horse Hall of the Holy Court are almost rented out. It's late, you go on foot. If you lose your status, you can blame me for not reminding you!"

The academic officers of the Holy Academy will also urge these academicians to go.

After all, momentum cannot be lost.

Li Xiyang, the saint son of Tianshu Hall, put on a golden saint son robe and a holy crown on his head, looking indescribably handsome and handsome.

"This article was completed with the help of the teacher. Next year's holy meeting, the name of the first holy son can only fall on my head..."

A gleam flashed across Li Xiyang's eyes.

He flicked his sleeves and walked away from the Holy Child Hall.

outside the temple.

There was a large chariot as high as one floor waiting, and the chariot was not pulled by war horses, but by two white Demonic Beasts that looked like deer heads and tiger bodies.

This is the Holy Beast Shadowless Beast that Li Xiyang brought back from the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom at a huge price.

The beast is invisible.

It has only one head, but it will transform into a body with more than two heads according to its strength. Now it has two heads, which means that it is an eighth-rank shadowless beast.

It is rumored that if the Shadowless Beast can transform into eight holy beasts, it will be a natural Saint's car, and there will be many miracles.

Like a shadowless beast pulling a chariot, Li Xiyang's family is the only one in the Holy Court.

...

Zhong Zizheng, the Fifth Holy Son, who was used to idle clouds and wild cranes, couldn't help shaking his head when he saw Li Xiyang's outing.

"It's really enough to pretend!"

"Aren't you afraid of being provoked by others, and then lose this holy beast as a lottery in a fit of anger?"

Zhong Zizheng has always been a low-key person, and likes to make friends through poetry, so he usually doesn't reveal his identity.

A real poet should not be contaminated with these things.

He always thought so.

Zhong Zi was taking a step forward and disappeared into the holy courtyard.

Fu Yuheng, the dean of the Governor's College, also set off for Yueyang Mountain after arranging the affairs of the Governor's College.

Famous in the literary society.

That is the real fame of the world, he, the dean who is famous for "Sending Fu Xuezheng to Nanxiang at the Moon Pavilion", will definitely not miss this opportunity.

Talented scholars from the capital gather together, and it would be a pity to miss it.

...

Castle Peak Academy.

Senior official Li Mo Bai had also been looking forward to this literary meeting for a long time, so he rushed directly to Yueyang Mountain with his disciple Tang Hu, who is an eight-generation talented scholar in the capital.

at the same time.

The other masters of the academy also brought their own disciples and left the mountain gate to increase their knowledge and posture.

The top of the main mountain of the Academy.

A white-haired old man set his eyes on the chessboard.

He is very strange on the chessboard.

There are not many children.

The positions were placed irregularly, but he stared at the pieces on the chessboard, stroked his beard and smiled lightly, "It's really wonderful, it's getting more and more interesting..."

As he spoke, he withdrew his gaze from the chessboard, stood up and looked towards Yueyang Mountain, and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Da Yan's luck has changed. It seems that she succeeded, but the price...is too heavy!"

He sighed faintly.

The white-haired old man looked towards the direction of Yueyang Mountain, as if he had already seen the bustling scene there.

A smile appeared on his skinny face.

...

"Come and see, Sugar Calabash!"

"Little sugar man, little sugar man!"

"..."

At the foot of Yueyang Mountain, many traffickers and pawns came here early, and the Yueyang Tower Wenhui was also a great business opportunity for them.

If you are lucky and open, you will have enough food and clothing for a month.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers!"

Longwei was stationed at the intersection up the mountain, a young man in a Confucian shirt sat on a carriage and yelled.

It was Lin Yi who arrived early.

"Selling newspapers? What?"

"Can I eat it?"

"However, the boy was able to yell and sell newspapers at the entrance to the mountain. I guess it has some origins. Ordinary traffickers and pawns are not allowed there, and it will delay the literati cultivator from entering the mountain..."

Groups of youths in Confucian shirts walked over with curiosity and interest while discussing.

They are the first batch.

He is the scholar whose family is closest to Yueyang Mountain.

'Business is here! '

Lin Yi's eyes lit up when he saw a group of people approaching.

actually……

Regardless of whether they came to buy the weekly newspaper or not, as long as they climbed the mountain, they would 100% pass in front of his carriage.

Lin Yi naturally obtained this golden booth with privilege.

Long Wei, who was in charge of maintaining order, dared not refuse, and even stared at this side from time to time, sweating from nervousness.

I was afraid that Lin Yi would have an accident because of blocking the way.