"Quick, prepare your pen and ink, prepare your carriage, and go to the Yellow Crane Tower!"
Prince Teng quickly told Zhu Zhiyun to go down and prepare. He felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
In jubilation.
Lin Yi quickly shouted to stop and said: "No hurry!"
King Teng was extremely anxious, but seeing that Lin Yi said he was not in a hurry, he had no choice but to call Zhu Zhiyun to stop.
But then he also earnestly advised: "Inspiration is fleeting, the emperor's nephew should seize the opportunity, and the sooner he goes, the better!"
Lin Yi smiled and said, "It's too ostentatious to go there in broad daylight. We'll go there after dark."
King Teng was puzzled: "Why does it have to be dark?"
Lin Yi smiled mysteriously and said: "It was too ostentatious during the day. Since we want to build the reputation of Taishan Academy, we must first have a sense of mystery!"
"Taishan Academy has a sense of mystery, and those scholars will especially want to know who is the dean of Taishan Academy..."
"Once the matter started to ferment, attention started to rise, and Taishan Academy's reputation was naturally established!"
"If broad daylight passes now, those scholars and scholars will know that it is me, and there will be no novelty..."
Lin Yi spoke eloquently.
In many things, success or failure is really determined by details. What he does is not determined by patting his butt.
When it comes to the path to sanctification, he must take every step.
Only success is allowed, no failure is allowed!
Zhu Zhiyun shook his head as he listened. Although he didn't understand much, he still sounded powerful.
King Teng also understood at this time.
He nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, the emperor's nephew is right, there must be a sense of mystery, otherwise everyone will know that it was you who did it, but it will feel that it is not fresh, and you have to do it in a different way!"
"Come, come, nephew, let's keep drinking!"
King Teng personally served Lin Yiman.
Now he had no idea, he just wanted to relieve his hangover and express his gratitude to Lin Yi.
"Emperor's nephew, don't worry. Even though the emperor's uncle is carrying such a big debt now, from now on the share will be divided between you and me."
Prince Teng was a bit over the top, and when it came to future profit sharing, he took the initiative to only take a small share.
"The Stork Tower is already occupied by 80% of the palace, so let's forget about the Yellow Crane Tower..."
Lin also felt that Prince Teng was too honest.
He obviously owed a lot of debt, but he still tried every means to give away the biggest profit.
This made it difficult for him to say no.
"Let's go fifty-fifty!"
Lin Yi suggested.
Although he is short of money, he can't look too ugly.
Otherwise, what is the difference between this and selling the poems of saints and sages?
Money must be incidental to poetry and articles.
People cannot run for money.
"Emperor's nephew, if you act like this, your uncle will go crazy!"
Prince Teng's eyes widened and he said sternly: "Uncle Huang has an open mind. It sounds like Uncle Huang has suffered a loss, but without the poems and articles written by Emperor Nephew, Uncle Huang would not be able to earn a penny."
"How difficult is it to build a building? If the emperor's nephew wants to, he can build wherever he wants in the world. The key is whether poems and articles can attract literati and bachelors..."
"So, the emperor's uncle is the one who took advantage."
Prince Teng, an eight-foot strong man, would hold Lin Yi's hand tightly and express repeatedly that his nephew had saved his family.
Zhu Zhiyun sat upright.
He agreed very much with what King Teng said because he had made very detailed calculations and found that a split of 82% was the most appropriate.
Firstly, the prince feels comfortable, and secondly, the prince also makes money.
Only win-win things last long.
"this……"
Lin also acted 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 ingredients are moisturizing, which 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 tearfully accepted Fenrun's "written deed", thinking that he could finally make more money.
Time passed quickly.
Night falls.
Lin Yi had dinner at Prince Teng's house. Prince Teng left the table early to change his clothes and had his carriage ready.
Then go straight to Yellow Crane Tower.
There was no one else traveling with him, so Lin Yi took Mei Chunguang with him.
Prince Teng took Zhu Zhiyun, who was promoted to his confidant.
The Lantern Festival market outside Yellow Crane Tower still maintains the appearance of the New Year's Eve Lantern Festival.
This is to ensure that the investigation goes smoothly and everything remains as it is.
The streets are 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 Dragon Guard stationed outside the market.
A Dragon Guard Baihu came forward and said indifferently: "It is forbidden to enter this place, please come back!"
King Teng opened the curtain and exposed his face to Long Wei.
The dragon guard Baihu was stunned for a moment, clasped his fists and saluted: "Your Majesty!"
"kindness!"
Prince Teng nodded slightly, then lowered the curtain and waited for the carriage to pass.
"..."
The dragon guard Baihu was slightly stunned, and then said to the dragon guard beside him: "Strictly guard it, no one can enter!"
"yes!"
"yes!"
The dragon guards nodded in response.
In the carriage.
Prince Teng: “???”
He opened the curtain again, and just when he was about to get angry, Lin Yi said: "Hua Baihu."
The hundreds of households in Longwei were completely exhausted.
Buzz!
When Hua Baguang heard a familiar voice, he turned around in confusion and found that it was Prince Lin Yi.
Thump!
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty for your humble duties!" Hua Baguang knelt down on one knee quickly and decisively.
Wow!
Seeing this, the other dragon guards quickly followed suit and saluted.
"I have something to do when I go to the Yellow Crane Tower, please don't make any announcement!" Lin Yi said.
Hua Ba's bald head nodded like garlic and said: "I understand this humble position!"
As he said that, he stood up quickly and said loudly: "What are you still doing? Retreat quickly and send the order. His Royal Highness is going to the Yellow Crane Tower. No one can stop him!"
"yes!"
The dragon guards quickly carried away the fence, and at the same time, a dragon guard quickly entered the market, running and saying: "His Royal Highness is here, please do not stop him!"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived, please do not stop him!"
Lin Yi was sitting in the carriage, completely stunned.
Don't say anything.
Is this because he is afraid that the world will not know that he has visited the Yellow Crane Tower in person?
"Emperor's nephew, your uncle's face is useless..." Prince Teng said with emotion.
Just now he thought that just brushing his face would be enough.
Unexpectedly, the Dragon Guard Baihu would not give him face at all.
Too!
The one who can talk to his nephew must be a popular person around him.
He, an idle prince, is really not qualified to be given face by His Majesty's army.
"They are also responsible. The casualties in the Yuanxi incident were too great..." Lin Yi said in a heavy tone.
Prince Teng nodded and said with emotion: "If it hadn't been for that, the Yellow Crane Tower and the Lantern Festival would definitely have been a great event in Dayan. It's a pity, it's such a pity!"
Lin Yi smiled and said nothing more.
The carriage moves forward.
Stopped outside the Yellow Crane Tower.
With Long Wei passing the message in advance, the carriage did not encounter any obstruction.
at this time.
The Yellow Crane Tower is still brightly lit, and the lanterns in the market are still hanging, but there is less of a lively scene.
Lost the flavor of the Lantern Festival.
It seems quite desolate.
"Uncle Emperor, do you think it would be better to make the noise louder or quieter?" Lin Yixiao looked at Prince Teng.
King Teng's body trembled.
Big or small?
Prince Teng was breathing rapidly and without even thinking, he said: "If you don't make it big, how can you make up for the regrets of Yuan Xi? Emperor Nephew, go ahead and make it bigger, the better!"
"good!"
Lin Yi nodded.
At this time, the breeze blew from the river, bringing with it a hint of coolness, and Lin Yi thought.
In Yuanshen Najie, the Qinglang pen set made its debut.
Since it is to make Taishan Academy famous, how come there are so few handed down poems written with local cultural treasures?
