When I came up with the Rejuvenation Pill Baodong, I just wanted to get some money to treat my father's illness. But what I didn't expect was that as soon as the medicine was sold, it received rave reviews and became popular in the prostitution world.
The old prostitutes also gave the rejuvenation pill a thoughtful nickname: Head-Up Pill.
Business was getting better and better, and Bao Dong's thoughts also changed. In addition, the arrangements for the Imperial College students were getting worse and worse, so he came up with the idea of not going into business to do business.
So he increased his shipments and made a lot of money for a while.
Money attracts people's hearts, and it's not like no one has had bad thoughts during this period. However, as a top student in the category of bitter love, Bao Dong's cultivation is not in vain, and he has been able to fight off all the troubles one by one.
But the man who has been here in the past few days has a higher level of cultivation than him, and what's more terrible is that this man's grandfather once fed the emperor's horses. After the emperor ascended the throne, the chickens and dogs ascended to heaven. Because of his loyalty during that night, his grandfather
He also got a knighthood.
So the family flourished...
But it’s still a nouveau riche pattern.
The nouveau riche's view of wealth is simple and crude. I must own what I want to own. I also want to own what I can't own. It's nothing more than spending money and using connections.
Lin Jia thinks this is what is called a happy life.
He grabbed Bao Dong's collar and said with a ferocious smile: "Do you dare to go back to the Imperial College to ask for help?"
Students from the Imperial College were selling aphrodisiacs, and some of them were even blocked outside the gate.
Rumor has it that An Ziyu can beat Baodong into cabbage.
So Menzi coughed dryly and signaled Bao Dong to speak, but he still looked at Lin Jia with a stubborn look on his face, "Bah!"
He reached out and patted it, and Lin Jia immediately backed away to avoid the flying saliva.
The two stood still, Lin Jia stamped her feet, the ground shook slightly, and then flew over.
Bao Dong stood there with a dry cough and said weakly: "Yesterday's autumn wind and drizzle made me heartbroken all night."
Boom!
The two sides collided with fists and feet.
In an instant, Bao Dong was defeated, and Lin Jia slapped him away, preparing to gain weight for him.
A hand appeared suddenly and blocked Bao Dong's face.
Lin Jia caught a glimpse of a figure flashing out of the corner of his eye and reversed his right foot for a kick.
As soon as the hand claps, Lin Jia feels a huge surge of force, and the reversed leg makes him lose his balance. Then the person slaps him in the face.
Snapped!
it hurts!
Lin Jia stumbled back.
"Do it!"
His followers rushed forward.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
The followers kept flying out, and after a while, someone stood in front of Bao Dong and asked, "Why are you blocked again?"
"Zitai!"
Bao Dong said happily: "When did you come back?"
"It's been a while, but I have something to do, so I just came to the Imperial College today." Yang Xuan pointed at Lin Jia, "What does this person do?"
Don't ask why, but ask what you do. This is a gesture of helping your relatives but not taking care of them.
Bao Dong smiled bitterly, "Lin Jia, my grandfather fed the emperor's horses, and later the chickens and dogs ascended to heaven... you know."
Li Yuan and his son were also considered strange. After Li Yuan ascended the throne, most of the people around him were knighted, but Yang Xuan did not expect that even the groom could be knighted.
Li Mi spent money like water and was never stingy in rewarding those around him and his officials.
Title represents power and money represents interests. The father and son used their power and interests to win over a group of confidants.
"For the prescription?"
"Um."
When he heard that he was a nouveau riche, Yang Xuan knew the reason for the conflict.
"Hey! Zitai, just forget about this." Bao Dong smiled bitterly, "The Emperor is still here, and so is Lin Jia's grandfather. If his grandfather comes into the palace and cries for a while, you, the county magistrate, can't handle it.
"
"Bitch slave! Tell me your name." Lin Jia had recovered from the shock, pointing at Yang Xuangang and wanting to yell something, "Just wait." "My family is very good."
Yeah so so so...'
Yang Xuan had already seen An Ziyu preparing to come out, and thought that the Imperial College was not going well recently, so it was better not to let this hot-tempered Si Ye take action.
He said: "Yang Xuan."
Lin Jia's body was shaken, "Taiping Yang Xuan?"
Yang Xuan nodded.
As a nouveau riche who has long since declined, if Yang Xuan wanted to get rid of him, whether it was through Zhao Sanfu or Liang Jing, he could make the Lin family fall on the street.
Lin Jia's face changed drastically, and he raised his hands and begged, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please drink later and say goodbye!"
Whoosh!
Just when An Ziyu came out in a fierce manner, Lin Jia and his men ran away in a hurry.
His grandfather went to hang out with the elders of the Supreme Emperor last night and came back. He lamented about Yang Xuan and said that a county magistrate had caused a big incident. He asked curiously and found out that Yang Songcheng had been deposed and the empress was scolded by the emperor.
thing.
Grandfather even told some things about Yang Xuan to encourage him to work hard. Among them was the good relationship between Yang Xuan and Liang Jing and their bright future.
That's why he didn't run away.
As he ran, he cursed: "Bao Dong, who is like a dog, told me earlier that he knew Yang Xuan. What rejuvenation elixir do you want? Why don't you want to invite Yang Xuan for a drink?"
An Ziyu rushed out and asked: "Where is that person?"
"gone."
"For what?"
Bao Dong said sincerely: "I went to play outside the city a while ago, and a woman chatted with me. This man liked that woman, so..."
The best state of lying is to stop talking.
Yue Er, an old liar, relies on experience and deception to deceive people, but Bao Dong is different. This guy relies on sincerity, and his lies make you feel that they are the same as the truth.
An Ziyu was obviously deceived by him, and asked Yang Xuan happily, "When did you come back? Is it business? How long can you stay?"
Yang Xuan also answered with a smile.
"This time the nobles in the palace are fighting, I am a disaster, but it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. As for the return date, it has not yet been determined."
An Siye is an example of those who do not help their relatives. He said in disgust:
"The concubines in the palace are well fed, so stay away."
Hey! It seems that the imperial concubine has helped Yang Xuan... An Ziyu suddenly covered her forehead, "The imperial concubine is not bad."
Yang Xuan glanced at Bao Dong, who nodded and said resolutely: "Si Ye is right."
"Si Ye is right."
An Ziyu said with a smile: "Go ahead, young people, play by yourself."
Bao Dong said seriously: "Si Ye's words are wrong."
An Ziyu frowned, "What do you mean?"
Bao Dong said: "Si Ye looks like twenty people, like a student's sister."
Praising one's youth seems a bit false and hypocritical, but then the sentence "like a student's sister" is the finishing touch, instantly embedding friendship into this lie.
People are always easily moved by friendship.
Look at it, An Siye is obviously very pleased with it, his eyes are much kinder, and he can't help but touch his cheek, obviously feeling secretly happy.
Is I still so young?
Dogs say Baodong is full of lies.
After entering the Imperial College, Bao Dong talked about his current situation.
"Business is very good."
"That's because the medicine is very effective." Yang Xuan complimented casually.
"Zitai, this is weird." Bao Dong looked like he was constipated, "I also took the Rejuvenation Pill at the beginning, but it was of no use. Later I said that the Rejuvenation Pill was a pill for digestion and gave it to a man with a low head.
It's useless after eating it. But why can those brothel clients lift their heads after eating it?"
Yang Xuan said calmly: "A man's life is full of energy. Those people first feel that they are in trouble. At this time, even if you invite a miracle doctor to come, it will not help. Why? Just because the miracle doctor told the truth and people don't believe it. And you,
What you tell is a lie but it makes people believe it."
Bao Dong was confused, "What do you mean? I fainted."
"You said that taking the Rejuvenation Pill will definitely help. When those people take it, they are hinting to themselves: I will definitely be able to do it, so they will naturally be fine if there is nothing wrong with them."
"Others are selling aphrodisiacs and bragging about them! Why doesn't it work?"
Yang Xuan patted him on the shoulder, "Everyone is bragging, but you brag the most truthfully!"
grass!
Bao Dong scratched his head.
Suzaku said: "Men are not good, mostly due to psychological factors. Xiao Xuanzi, you have studied a lot recently! But are you ready to try it with Zhou Ning? I want you to watch some good movies, and you can enlighten yourself."
I believe you are evil!
Bao Dong was going to class, and before leaving he expressed his confusion.
"Nowadays, when students from the Imperial College go out, many of them are arranged to serve as officials in remote places. Damn it, I wonder if I can do business."
Yang Xuan's heart moved, "When you come out, if you still want to do something, just go to Northern Xinjiang to find me."
Bao Dong hesitated for a moment, "I don't care about the bitter cold in northern Xinjiang, but it's just hard for you there..."
"Just go!" Yang Xuan thought of Bao Dong's role: deception and propaganda.
"Propaganda is the repetition of lies." Zhuque summarized Bao Dong's role in one sentence.
Yang Xuan now needs a team, and Bao Dong, who knows everything about him, is the best candidate.
But you can't look anxious, otherwise Bao Dong is cunning and will definitely make conditions.
"We need some manpower over there."
Yang Xuan said this.
Bao Dong was really itchy, "But Taiping County?"
The fish took the bait... Yang Xuan said reservedly: "When I return this time, I will probably take up a post in the state."
"Again...promoted again?" Bao Dong asked in surprise.
Yang Xuan nodded, "The credit is enough, but the qualifications are a bit lacking, but I can make up for it this time."
Bao Dong glanced at him secretly, "How about... I go home and discuss it with Aye."
"There's no rush for this."
Yang Xuan and Bao Dong separated and went to find Zhou Ning.
Fallen leaves can be seen everywhere in the Imperial College in autumn, but no one is cleaning them.
Fallen leaves rise and flutter in the wind.
Zhong Hui is waving his tail and watching the fallen leaves flying.
"Why can't I realize it?"
Zhong Hui kept trying to bring the curvature of the tail closer to the fallen leaves, but it was very stiff.
"professor."
"Don't make any noise, I'm enlightening."
"professor!"
Zhong Hui was slightly angry, but when he turned around he laughed, "Zitai!"
"Meet the professor."
Yang Xuan was always grateful to the professor. After saluting, he asked: "What is the professor enlightening?"
"You have never seen the Imperial College more than a hundred years ago. It was spotless. Until a senior realized the truth by observing the colorful fallen leaves. From then on, every autumn, the fallen leaves of the Imperial College were no longer cleaned. I looked at it here, but I couldn't find a clue.
.”
The so-called enlightenment in metaphysics, in Yang Xuan's view, is more like understanding the relationship between heaven, earth, and people.
"professor."
"Um!"
"I do have some ideas."
"Tell me about it." Zhong Hui was looking forward to it. "You said back then that you know etiquette even if you have enough food and clothing, and you know honor and disgrace when you have enough food and clothing. I was quite amazed. If you have any thoughts today, just tell me."
Metaphysics is a relatively independent system, and the same is true for the Imperial College. Metaphysics produces cultivating talents, and the Imperial College produces officials.
My great cause of revolt requires many talents, and Xuanxue and Imperial College are the best cows... Yang Xuan smiled sincerely.
"Professor, everything has its origin. In the autumn, the trees bear fruit and the fruits fall to the ground, and they become saplings in the next year. The leaves fall with each passing year, not as a sign of separation, but as a return to their roots."
"Return to roots...fallen leaves return to roots." Zhong Hui narrowed his eyes.
A singing voice came to Yang Xuan's ears: "What a big tree..."
Fucking Suzaku!
"The fallen leaves are colorful and never leave their roots. This is the meaning of care!"
Zhong will close his eyes.
Isn't this boss crazy?
Yang Xuan thought of Bao Dong, and before taking action, he had to say a few lingering short sentences to shake his inner breath. What would this professor understand?
Thinking of Zhong Hui holding a mace in one hand and a handkerchief in the other, coughing a few times, looking at the phlegm on the handkerchief, and reciting a few sour poems sadly, Yang Xuan felt that An Ziyu could beat him to death with a ruler.
"ah!"
The bell will open its mouth and whistle.
This... could it be that he has learned some great skill?
Yang Xuan heard the sound coming from the sky, and a picture emerged in his mind: An Ziyu gritted his teeth and led the people to search for who was crying like a ghost.
Zhong Hui's figure flashed, and the mace placed under the tree was in his hand at some point.
The mace was waving in Zhong Hui's hand. Judging from the height, it was clear that he was on the third route.
The sound of flying above his head stopped. Yang Xuan looked up and saw An Ziyu and several people standing on the branch, his body swaying slightly with the branch.
Poke, pick, tease, sweep...
The mace was so flexible that it reminded Yang Xuan of something Liang Jing said.
The mace lifted up, then smashed down from top to bottom, and then swept across.
boom!
A big tree fell down.
Zhong Hui stopped his work and asked, "What do you think, Si Ye?"
An Ziyu praised from above his head: "It used to be that your mace was powerful and heavy, but it lacked changes. Now it is extremely flexible and wonderful! What did you realize?"
"In the past, I used strength to win. It seemed vigorous, but it was quite laborious. When encountering opponents with similar cultivation levels, it was difficult to survive. Today, Yang Xuan said something, and I suddenly realized it. Hahahaha!"
Zhong Hui laughed heartily.
An Ziyu also smiled happily and asked: "Does what you understand have a name?"
"have!"
"What?"
"Keep the roots!"
"Interesting." An Ziyu nodded, "Next, I will tell you about the ghosts crying and wolves howling in the Imperial College, and the broken trees."
Zhong Hui was stunned, then coughed dryly and said, "Is there something wrong with Yang Xuan?"
Keep the roots... Yang Xuan was still thinking about the name. Hearing this, he said: "It's bitterly cold in northern Xinjiang, and I often go out to fight. I'm afraid I have some minor health problems. I would like to ask Assistant Zhou to take a look."
"Then go quickly." Zhong Hui looked concerned.
Yang Xuan said goodbye.
He slowly walked towards Zhou Ning's check-in room. He didn't go far when he heard the sound of hands coming from behind.
Then came Zhong Hui's suppressed howl.
The professor is very face-saving!
Yang Xuan smiled.
He moved outside the duty room.
The check-in door is closed.
Zhou Ning's voice came from inside.
"I remember this book was here? Where did it go?"
There is a row of bookcases against the wall. The bookcases are so high that even an adult man can't reach them on tiptoe.
Zhou Ning stood on the stool and rummaged around on it.