Wu Tang Flourishing age

"Then the quilt also flew. I know you don't believe it, but that's the truth. In addition, do you have any extra quilt?"

Looking at Li Bai's blank eyes, Li Luoyang was helpless. He felt that if he were Li Bai, he would not believe it. If it weren't for the difference of age, would Li Bai still have other ideas? But it doesn't matter. The important thing is that it's really cold. If we don't take measures, I'm afraid we'll follow the footsteps of Zhu Ying. Li Luoyang doesn't want Chen's mother to take him in a warm bath and shame others.

"You wait."

Li Bai didn't react much. He not only found a quilt for Li Luoyang, but also took the initiative to burn hot water for him. After wrapping the quilt and drinking two cups of hot water, Li Luoyang finally felt warm.

"Sleep here tonight and talk about it during the day tomorrow." if someone else would not yawn like Li Bai and lie back in bed again, after all, they are people who deal with corpses, and their nerves are much bigger. But Li Luoyang doesn't plan to blow the oil lamp tonight. Even the light the size of soybeans can make people feel at ease.

Vaguely until dawn, Li Bai rubbed his eyes and left. Li Luoyang came out wrapped in a quilt, looked at the rising sun, listened to the chicken crow in the distance, and said to himself, "even if it's really that, it's time to go. I have to go back and get dressed."

Kui didn't run into Chen Ma and others all the way. Standing at the door of his room, Li Luoyang took a deep breath. Only then did he push the open door. His vigilant eyes swept past, and then he was stupid.

"Is it really a dream?"

The quilt was on the bed, and the long shirt and trousers were beside the bed, just like when he slept at night. Even he saw the teapot and teacup, which had not been moved.

"Impossible!" a lunge rushed in, so that he didn't trip over the quilt. Li Luoyang looked carefully at the ground, but there was really no fragment. Go to the teapot again. There is half a pot of water in it.

"Hit a ghost!"

Everything in front of him couldn't be explained, and Li Luoyang didn't believe he was dreaming last night. The contradiction made him don't know what to say. He didn't wake up from his meditation until Chen Ma called him for breakfast.

"Chen Ma, how's yingzi?"

"Well, well, young master, your method is very effective. It's more powerful than the doctor."

Li Luoyang smiled and shook his head. He could only say that a cold was not a disease, which had nothing to do with medical skills.

"Mom Chen, did you go to school last night? What's wrong?"

Sitting at the dinner table, Li Luoyang finally couldn't help asking. Chen Ma obviously didn't encounter anything strange. She slept soundly. She was surprised why Li Luoyang asked such a question. Li Luoyang smiled and didn't explain. After a few words, she went out.

He didn't intend to go to Li Bai to implement the matter of Taoist monks, just because he vaguely felt that it might be a little difficult.

"Luoyang, what's the matter with you these days? You don't come to the county school to report. Hu Jiaoyu asked several times."

Lin Feng didn't run into Li Luoyang. He came to find Li Luoyang. Anning county is not big. Lin Feng has heard about what happened these two days. He knows that Li Luoyang doesn't come to school for a reason, but Hu Jiaoyu doesn't think so. People are worried that they can't find Li Luoyang's problem. Isn't such absenteeism a reason for others?

If it were not for Lin Feng and the vague maintenance of the county magistrate, such acts as Li Luoyang would have been enough for Hu Jiaoyu to remove him from the county school. Li Luoyang also knew that Lin Feng was indispensable, and he was not in the mood to go to the county school for the time being. He readily took out a ingot of silver from his arms, almost three or two times, and stuffed it into Lin Feng's hands.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't be a stranger, brother Feng. I really have something to do these two days. The county school asks brother Feng to bear more. Hu Jiaoyu may not be easy to talk, but he can't cover the sky. Brother Feng needs to invite others to dinner. You're welcome if you should spend the flowers."

Listening to Li Luoyang, Lin Feng frowned and accepted it. They were familiar with each other, and there was no need to do those hypocritical things.

"You may not come to class, but there is still a month to evaluate. Even if you are not a waiter, you have to participate."

"Well, brother Feng, don't worry."

"I'm not worried. You're so smart. Maybe you can fight for a place after the year-old exam."

There is no absolute separation between Zengguang students and Zengguang students. If Zengguang students have excellent academic results, they can become Zengguang students. If Zengguang students do not cherish opportunities and waste time, they may also be disqualified. The existence of this "superior and inferior" competition system is actually a good thing, but it is also inevitably affected by some human factors. After all, the year-old examination of county school is relatively simple in all aspects, It's easy to be manipulated by capable people.

Li Luoyang doesn't care whether he can become a Lin Sheng or not. Being an official for thousands of miles is only for money. It's actually easy for him to get rich. However, if he can have a reputation in the future, it will be easier to do things. At least he won't be easily squeezed by bureaucrats. Once a scholar has a reputation, he is equivalent to a "Reserve official", even the head of the Yamen service like Zhang Ling, Dare not bully at will.

After saying goodbye to Lin Feng, Li Luoyang went straight to the Moxiang bookstore. He couldn't stay at home for the time being. He was going to finish the fourth story directly in the bookstore.

It was said that Zhou Lin was very welcome for his intention. While arranging a quiet place for Li Luoyang, he sent someone to invite county leader Wu Cheng. This is also a flattery without cost. Why not.

"Sure enough, the environment is very important."

Sitting in a corner of the bookstore, smelling the fragrance of ink and drinking tea, Li Luoyang's literary thoughts flowed like a spring after a while. As soon as the story hesitated, it was written after simple modification, which made him very happy.

"OK? Luoyang is really a literary giant. I'll take it out and show it to the county leader."

"Lord Cheng? Is he here?"

"It's coming, it's been a while, waiting for you to finish in Luoyang." Zhou Lin's face is hard to hide. Since the commencement of Liaozhai interesting talk, Moxiang bookstore has been booming. The sales profits of these three phases have made him pay off his debts in the past and have a slight surplus. If he continues to develop according to this momentum, the money path in the future is just around the corner.

"Let's go out."

The county leader still can't offend casually. Think about other people's relatives' network. It's absolutely no problem that it's the first network in the week. There may be a time to borrow in the future.

In front of Li Luoyang, Wu Cheng was still the same optimist. He didn't mention anything about the Liao family. After greeting, he immersed himself in the story, sometimes smiling and sometimes frowning. Li Luoyang didn't bother, so he silently thought about his thoughts.

After a long time, Wu Cheng finally put down the manuscript, shook his head and said, "the story is good-looking, but there is a problem. I don't think it's right."