Why is it so...calm?

And there was a hint of expectation in his eyes!

There is something wrong here!

Hou An thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Do you want to discuss this matter with Prime Minister Wen?"

"What are we discussing?" Ye Heng looked at Hou An as if he were a fool.

Alas, you know nothing!

But unfortunately, I promised Wen Xiang that I would never mention this matter to the second person.

Therefore, there is no way to communicate on this matter.

"It's just a story and article, and it's not written clearly. Is it worth the imperial court going to war?"

"Maybe it's just what the plot needs?"

"Are you trying to get me to be called a 'literary prison'?"

Hou An was shocked when he heard this and quickly knelt down: "Your Majesty, calm down, I have no such intention..."

"That's all..." Ye Heng shook his head, "I know you don't mean this, so get up."

"Help me frame this chapter and store it separately!" Ye Heng thought for a while and then ordered.

Next time you see that kid, just throw it to him and see if he is embarrassed!

…

Wenchang Pavilion.

Yan Baichuan had a gloomy face and looked at the "Fang Bai United News" in his hand. Leng Hanbing also frowned and said from the side: "Wen Xiang, this Bai Mo is probably influenced by the Fang family."

"I also have some friendship with him. Why don't I go to Fangcun Mountain and communicate with him."

"No matter what happens, we can't let him be hostile to Wuhou!"

Yan Baichuan snorted softly: "No need, I know this well!"

As he said that, Yan Baichuan looked at the article again: This guy must have wanted to write about literature and photography at first!

Absolutely!

Maybe in his own manuscript, it was Wen Xiang who erased Xu Shilin’s qualifications for reference!

No, next time I have to find a way to trick the original manuscript into checking it!

Otherwise, when the manuscript is released in the future, who knows what historians will record it!

Seeing Yan Baichuan's gloomy face, Leng Hanbing sighed and said, "But Wen Xiang, what does the last paragraph of this chapter mean?"

"I don't understand!"

"The little baby girl who was born, is she Hu Meiniang?"

"This is the complete rebirth of the soul. Since it can be written under the law of heaven, it should be able to exist. However, I cannot deduce the origin of the dragon. I would like to ask the text minister to clarify my confusion."

Hearing Leng Hanbing's question, Yan Baichuan was a little surprised, so he read down the article.

Soon, Yan Baichuan saw the ending, his face turned aside, and he stood up suddenly.

"Wen Xiang?" Leng Hanbing was shocked when he saw Yan Baichuan's reaction.

Yan Baichuan came back to his senses and took a long breath: "It doesn't matter!"

"This last paragraph contains a great secret of heaven and earth, which is indescribable!"

Leng Hanbing was stunned: "It's unspeakable?"

Leng Hanbing thought: "Did Bai Mo awaken some bloodline memory, so he could write it in a vague way?"

"Maybe..." Yan Baichuan nodded, "Bai Ze is an ancient demon master, so he naturally knows some secrets, but since he didn't go into details, he must have some scruples. Han Bing, please step back first, the truth is a bit lacking."

Leng Hanbing was a little surprised, but seeing Yan Baichuan's expression, he still cupped his hands: "Then I'll retreat first."

Seeing Leng Hanbing leaving the elegant room, Yan Baichuan waved his hand, closed the door of the elegant room, picked up the article again, read the last paragraph, and read it word by word several times.

"That's right, it's the great reincarnation of heaven and earth!" Yan Baichuan's hands began to tremble, "It's the great reincarnation of heaven and earth that my teacher said."

At this moment, Yan Baichuan's state of mind, which was as smooth as an ancient well, was filled with ripples. Among these ripples, Yan Baichuan seemed to see a tall figure.

"Baichuan, I saw the real world."

"Heaven has its rules, the earth has its reincarnation, good and evil are rewarded, and the way of heaven is clear!"

Yan Baichuan recalled the last words his mentor said before leaving him, and his mood was uncontrollable.

"Chen Luo... is about to open a path of nine thousand miles, so he should lay the foundation for his spiritual practice in the world in his heart."

"Could it be...that this is his test of the way of heaven?"

"Could it be that...he has also seen the real world?"

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Yan Baichuan's lips.

"Wait a moment...wait a moment..."

No one noticed that in the entire Daxuan, several erudite scholars suddenly stopped what they were doing, and as they spoke, the same smile as Yan Baichuan appeared on their faces, and murmured, "Wait a minute, wait a minute...

…”

…

Lin'an.

Ye Dafu, who was granted the title of Lin'an City just two days ago because of his birthday, is currently reorganizing Lin'an City.

"What? West Lake Vinegar Fish actually doesn't use fish from West Lake? Substituting it as good quality, isn't this a sign of defeating Lin'an City? Send someone to catch it!" Ye Dafu looked at the document in his hand and slammed the table.

The steward of the City Lord's Mansion looked helpless: "Your Majesty, it's not that I don't need it, it's that I can't use it!"

"Before, the West Lake was granted to Bai Hou, and was controlled by you, the Crown Prince. Not even a single fish could be transported out of it."

"Then why can't we change the name to Lin'an vinegar fish? It's just a shame!" Ye Dafu said sternly, "When my son is granted the title of Lin'an City, he must suppress these unhealthy tendencies!"

At this moment, the accountant ran in waving a newspaper in his hand: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's not good, it's not good!"

Ye Dafu frowned slightly: "My father is dead?"

"Ah?" Mr. Accountant was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "King Jing is so powerful, it's okay."

"My father is not dead, so what's wrong with that?" Ye Dafu curled his lips, "No matter how big the blame is, my father can't bear it."

When the manager of the City Lord's Mansion heard this, he was slightly startled and immediately made up his mind. Those who sold fake vinegar fish and ruined the reputation of Lin'an City must be severely punished!

Brother-in-law, I'm sorry, my brother is going to kill his family today.

Not paying attention to the psychological activities of the manager of the City Lord's Mansion, Mr. Accountant handed the newspaper in his hand to Ye Dafu: "The latest "The Legend of White Snake" has its finale!"

"What! The finale!" Ye Dafu was stunned, and quickly reached out to grab the newspaper and read it.

"Your Majesty, this is the finale of The Legend of White Snake, what should we do?" Mr. Accountant sighed, "How can we maintain this popularity in the future?"

"No rush, I'll take a look first!" Ye Dafu replied and continued to read until he finished reading it all in one breath. Then Ye Dafu put down the newspaper and closed his eyes for a moment to think.

"My order is that every year after spring and autumn, all the students who are referred can bring their parents to visit Lin'an with their reference vouchers. Within one month, all expenses will be half price, and the rest will be paid by our city lord's palace."

The accountant frowned, isn't this a loss-making business?

"Loss of money?" Ye Dafu shook his head slightly, "This is filial piety!"

"You have studied hard for ten years, and your parents have also worked hard to support you for ten years. After the exam, accompany your parents for a trip and let them relax for a while. Isn't it filial piety?"

Mr. Accountant nodded: Fulfilling filial piety is filial piety, but this is not your way, Prince!

"The structure is bigger." Ye Dafu said calmly, "Those who can participate in the Spring and Autumn Festivals, even if they are not famous, are still talented people from all over the country."

"Whenever these people come here, they will inevitably write some articles. Either they praise their parents for their upbringing, or they boast about the beautiful scenery of Lin'an West Lake."

"Year after year, are you still worried that Lin'an City will lose its popularity?"

"Besides, how many people can these two scholars have?"

Mr. Accountant was startled, yes, how many candidates can there be in one subject!

But in exchange for the name of a "filial piety city" in Lin'an, there is a lot of profit!

In addition, they are all referring to scholars, so it is inevitable that scholars will look down on each other. As long as they choose their heads a little bit, literary conferences and scripture debates will be held.

They are all topics!

However, this kind of long-term trading is not the prince's style.

Sure enough, Ye Dafu went on to say: "The title of honorary citizen of Lin'an City will be opened for one thousand taels of silver a year. If you write a poem about Lin'an that will be handed down from generation to generation, you will get this title forever."

At this time, before the accountant could say anything, the manager asked doubtfully: "It's so expensive, who would buy it?"

"Those who are not registered in Lin'an and do not have the title of honorary citizen are not allowed to buy a house in this city!" Ye Dafu said lightly, "By the way, find a few places with the best scenery in the city, circle a few pieces of land, build some houses, and send them to

To the top picks of the past few years!”

"It's called Zhuangyuanli!"
To be continued...