I Become A Saint By Studying

"Hurry up, prepare your pen and ink, prepare your carriage, and go to the Yellow Crane Tower!"

King Teng quickly ordered Zhu Zhiyun to go down and prepare, and he felt his heart was about to jump out.

Jumping for joy.

Lin Yi hurriedly yelled, "No hurry!"

King Teng was very anxious, but seeing Lin Yi said that he was not in a hurry, he had no choice but to stop Zhu Zhiyun.

But then he persuaded earnestly: "The inspiration is fleeting, the emperor must seize the opportunity, the sooner the better!"

Lin Yi smiled and said: "It's too ostentatious to pass by in broad daylight now, let's go after dark."

King Teng was puzzled: "Why is it dark?"

Lin Yi mysteriously smiled, and said: "It was too ostentatious in the daytime, since you want to build the reputation of Taishan Academy, you must first have a sense of mystery!"

"Taishan Academy has a sense of mystery, those scholars will especially want to know who is the dean of Taishan Academy..."

"Once the matter ferments, attention will rise, and the reputation of Taishan Academy will naturally rise!"

"If it's broad daylight now, those literati and bachelors will know it's me, and there will be no novelty..."

Lin Yi spoke eloquently.

The success or failure of many things is really determined by the details, and what he does is not decided by patting his ass.

It is about the way of sanctification, and he must take every step of the way.

Only succeed, not fail!

Zhu Zhiyun shook his head while listening, although he didn't quite understand, he still sounded very powerful.

King Teng also understood at this time.

He nodded repeatedly and said: "That's right, the emperor's nephew is right, you must have a sense of mystery, otherwise everyone will know that you did it, but you will find it boring, and you have to change it!"

"Come, come, nephew, let's continue drinking!"

King Teng gave Lin Yiman himself.

Right now, he doesn't have any thoughts, he just wants to express his gratitude to Lin Yi through drinking.

"Emperor nephew, don't worry, don't look at the emperor's uncle who is carrying such a big debt now, the future share will be divided between you and me."

King Teng is a bit above the top, and when it comes to profit sharing in the future, he also takes the initiative to only have a small head.

"The main palace of the Guanque Tower has already taken up 80%, so let's forget about the Yellow Crane Tower..."

Lin Yi felt that King Teng was too sincere.

Obviously owed a lot of debt, but also tried every means to give up the cupped hands of the biggest profit.

It was hard for him to say no.

"Let's go fifty-five!"

Lin Yi suggested.

Although he is short of money, his food should not be too ugly.

Otherwise, what is the difference between this and selling the poems of the saints?

Money must be an accessory to poetry and articles.

One cannot run after money.

"Nephew, if you act like this, Uncle Huang is about to lose his temper!"

King Teng's eyes widened, and he said solemnly: "Uncle Huang's heart is wide open. It sounds like Uncle Huang has lost money, but if he didn't have his nephew's poems and articles, Uncle Huang would not be able to earn a penny."

"How difficult is it to build a building? If the emperor's nephew thinks, in the world, he can build wherever he wants. The key is poetry and writing, whether it can attract scholars to come..."

"So, Uncle Huang is taking advantage of it."

King Teng, a strong man with eight feet, held Lin Yi's hand tightly, repeatedly expressing that his nephew saved his family.

Zhu Zhiyun sat upright.

He agrees with King Teng's words very much, because he has done very detailed calculations, and the 82% split is the most appropriate.

First, the prince feels at ease, and second, the prince also earns money.

Win-win things can last long.

"This……"

Lin Yi was very embarrassed.

But in fact, he also knows that if Yellow Crane Tower has two excellent works this time, it will be a huge profit in the future.

Two-in-one profit is actually not a lot.

Lin Yi picked up the wine glass and said: "Then I will be disrespectful, uncle, drink!"

"drink!"

In the end, Lin Yi accepted Fenrun's 'book contract' with tears in his eyes, thinking that he could finally get another sum of money.

Time passed quickly.

Night fell.

Lin Yi had dinner at Prince Teng's mansion. Prince Teng left early to change his clothes and had the carriage ready.

Then go straight to the Yellow Crane Tower.

There was no one else in the company, so Lin Yi brought a Mei Chunguang.

King Teng took Zhu Zhiyun who was promoted to a confidant.

The Lantern Festival market outside the Yellow Crane Tower still maintains the appearance of the Lantern Festival on the Lantern Festival.

This is to ensure the smooth investigation of the case and keep everything as it is.

The street is deserted.

Many dragon guards are stationed at the major entrances of the market, and there are also dragon guards patrolling inside.

The carriage was stopped by the stationed Longwei outside the market.

A hundred dragon guards stepped forward and said indifferently: "Entering this place is forbidden, please come back!"

King Teng lifted the curtain and exposed his face in front of Longwei.

The Longwei Baihu was stunned for a moment, and cupped fist bowed and said: "My lord!"

"kindness!"

King Teng nodded slightly, then put down the curtain and waited for the carriage to pass.

"..."

The Longwei hundred households were slightly astonished, and then said to Longwei beside him: "Strictly guard, no one can go in!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

All the dragon guards nodded in response.

In the carriage.

King Teng: "???"

He opened the curtain again, and just about to get mad, Lin Yi said, "Hundreds of flowers."

The hundred households in Longwei are exactly Huabaguang.

hum!

Hua Paguang heard a familiar voice, turned around in doubt, and found that it was Prince Lin Yi.

Plop!

"Please refer to His Highness the Crown Prince!" Hua Paguang quickly and decisively knelt down on one knee.

Crash!

Seeing this, the other dragon guards quickly followed suit.

"I have some business to go to the Yellow Crane Tower, so don't say anything!" Lin Yi said.

Hua Pa's bald head nodded like a pounding garlic, and said: "The humble job understands!"

As he said that, he got up quickly and said loudly: "What are you still doing in a daze, step back quickly and pass on the order, His Royal Highness is going to the Yellow Crane Tower, no one can stop him!"

"Yes!"

All the dragon guards hurriedly carried away the fence, and at the same time, a dragon guard quickly entered the market, running and saying: "His Royal Highness is coming, don't stop him!"

"His Royal Highness is here, don't stop him!"

Sitting in the carriage, Lin Yi was stunned.

I said keep quiet.

Is this for fear that people in the world will not know that he is visiting the Yellow Crane Tower in person?

"Nephew, Uncle Huang's face is useless..." King Teng said with emotion.

Just now he thought that just brushing his face would be enough.

Unexpectedly, Longwei Baihu didn't give him Face at all.

Too!

Anyone who can talk to his imperial nephew must be a celebrity around the imperial nephew.

As an idle prince, he is really not qualified to let His Majesty personally give face to the army.

"They are also responsible. The Yuanxi case caused too many casualties..." Lin Yi said with a heavy tone.

King Teng nodded, and said with emotion: "If there is no such incident, the Yellow Crane Tower and this Lantern Festival will definitely be a great event in Dayan. It's a pity, it's a pity!"

Lin Yi smiled and didn't say much.

The carriage moves forward.

Stopped outside the Yellow Crane Tower.

With Longwei's advance communication, the carriage did not encounter any obstacles.

at this time.

The Yellow Crane Tower is still brightly lit, and the lanterns in the market are still hanging, but there is less lively scene.

Lost the taste of New Year's Eve.

It looked rather desolate.

"Uncle Huang, do you think it's better to make the noise bigger or smaller?" Lin Yi looked at King Teng with a smile.

King Teng was shocked.

Big and small?

King Teng was short of breath, without even thinking about it, he said: "Make it bigger, how can you make up for Yuanxi's regret if you don't make it bigger? Nephew, just do it, the bigger the better!"

"it is good!"

Lin Yi nodded.

At this time, the breeze from the river was blowing, bringing with it a hint of coolness, and Lin Yi thought about it.

In Yuanshen Najie, the blue wolf pen set appeared in the sky.

Since it is to make Taishan Academy famous, how come there are few handed down poems written with local cultural treasures?