Lin Yi was silent, his expression slightly hesitant.
Deng Bin laughed twice.
It seemed that His Highness the Prince did not perform very well on the spot and was stumped.
what to do?
If Kong Zhongzi discovered the clues, the plan would completely fail.
Deng Bin was worried for no reason.
For people like Kong Zhongzi, if there is any slight abnormality, they will be alert on a whim.
Once he is alert, he will most likely review everything.
After all, it is a scam, and there must be loopholes!
Seeing Lin Yi's silence, Kong Zhongzi said softly: "Isn't it convenient for you to tell me?"
"no!"
Lin Yi shook his head and said: "Students are not very good at speaking and can only express themselves in poetry..."
hiss!
Deng Bin gasped in his heart and his eyes widened suddenly.
Again?
Stop bragging!
His Highness the Crown Prince will know how difficult it is to live with such a person.
Be careful of overdoing it!
"oh?"
Kong Zhongzi could not help but be stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Can you only express yourself in poetry?
What kind of terrifying talent is this?
Ordinary literati, they love poetry and writing because it is the fastest way to improve their cultivation.
But being able to pick up poems and articles at your fingertips and having a certain level of genius is rare in the world.
Often, such people can be called child prodigies and literary stars.
As long as you don't go astray, you will almost certainly become a great Confucian.
If you work harder, it is not impossible to become a second-grade sub-sage.
so.
People are born with distinctions between high and low, how can everyone be equal?
The Holy Court always divides people into three, six or nine grades.
Under the literati, all are ants.
And the common people of Dayan are naturally the lowest people.
Thousands of people are not as good as one scholar.
Of course, there are also three, six or nine grades of academy bachelors.
Each class of people has different resources. Survival of the fittest is fair and reasonable.
"The poem expresses it better. How about letting the teacher take a look?" Kong Zhongzi said seriously.
Yi Lin.
Zhenguo Shengyuan wants to appoint you!
"good!"
Lin Yi behaved very calmly, looking like a lonely young man who was not understood by others.
'Can your Royal Highness really do it? 'Deng Bin couldn't help but think, a little suspicious.
Kong Zhongzi looked expectantly and looked at Lin Yi with a smile, hoping to witness some miracles.
Deng Bin felt uneasy, and now he could only resign himself to fate.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Yi's voice was heard:
"Why are the dogs barking? An official is coming to the door."
"Put on your clothes and go out to answer the call. The official wants to get money."
"When you are in poor condition and begging for help, you will see the angry officials. You walk around to your home, but there is nothing you can do at home."
"I want to borrow money from my neighbors, but my neighbors are already short of words. Money is so hard to come by, and it makes me feel haggard."
Lin Yi's words fell, and they were perfectly connected with the huge poem he wrote just now.
Deng Bin's mouth opened slightly, stunned.
"No wonder he wrote the poem 'Money is so hard to come by, it makes me haggard alone'. This is a drama that His Royal Highness has arranged long ago..."
Deng Bin murmured in his heart and praised repeatedly in his heart: "Okay, it's really good."
"This poem is really amazing. A fierce official is in charge, and the people have no way to go to heaven and no way to earth."
"His Royal Highness actually understands the sufferings of the people..."
After Deng Bin was shocked, he suddenly realized why Lin Yi said that he could only express poetry.
He is inflating his own worth.
Let Holy Master Kong suffer the greatest loss and suffer the greatest beating!
When Kong Zhongzi heard that this poem was a denunciation of those officials in the imperial court who imposed excessive taxes, he chewed it over and over again.
The more you taste it, the more interesting it becomes.
He walked to the desk and picked up the poem written by 'Yi Lin'.
After careful comparison again, I found that the handwriting was exactly the same as that of Yellow Crane Tower.
Until then.
All his doubts were gone, and he even had a very strong love for Lin Yi.
Writing a poem about a certain period of life experience can also reflect the current world.
not simple!
It's a pity that Lin Yi didn't cultivate talents, otherwise at least the talents would spread across the state.
"very good!"
Kong Zhongzi highly praised it: "This poem is very well written, concise and concise. It allows the teacher to see the tyrannical court and the situation you suffered in the world."
"It's miserable!"
He said several miserable words in succession, and his eyes softened when he looked at Lin Yi.
No wonder Lin Yi can't escape from the world.
It was because I was heartbroken by those evil officials that I chose to be a little hermit.
"Yi Lin, come to the Holy Courtyard. The Holy Courtyard will be your home. The teacher allows you to be the Holy Son!"
Kong Zhongzi directly extended an olive branch.
Lin Yi pretended to be scared and looked at Deng Bin.
Deng Bin understood this and quickly looked at Kong Zhongzi and said, "Holy Master? Yi Lin is my student's direct disciple. You are doing this... but it's inappropriate!"
He hesitated to speak, with a sad expression as if he didn't want to lose his beloved.
Only then did Kong Zhongzi come back to his senses, looked at Deng Bin with a smile and said, "I lost my temper for a moment and forgot that Yi Lin is a disciple of your Taishan Academy, but... he is really a talented person and cannot be buried!"
Deng Bin nodded and said: "That's why the student has the unkind request."
At this time, Kong Zhongzi also looked seriously at Deng Bin's words and said, "Talk about it!"
"The students want to train Yi Lin, but the former sage left only this academy to the students. The students hope that the sage can provide more resources and support Yi Lin..." Deng Bin said seriously.
"That's it?"
Kong Zhongzi was greatly surprised. He looked at Deng Bin with a smile and said, "I have made it very clear just now. If you have any needs, you can ask me."
He looked at Lin Yi and said, "Yi Lin, what do you want?"
"Can I have it?"
Lin Yi glanced at Deng Bin, who nodded with a smile and said, "Of course!"
Confronting Lin Yi's gaze, Kong Zhongzi also nodded, signaling Lin Yi to speak boldly.
"I have wanted a lot of money since I was a child...I still can't forget this original intention!"
Lin also expressed his simple dream.
Want money!
"Hahaha!"
Kong Zhongzi stroked his beard and laughed, looking at Lin Yidao with a smile: "To the Holy Academy, money is the most useless thing. Only those Dayan mortals will want it, but the teacher can understand your state of mind..."
After a short pause, Kong Zhongzi said: "How about this? Teacher will give you 100 million first?"
This is the price of the Holy Court.
Prevent 'Yi Lin' from coming down the mountain and being taken away by the imperial court.
"..."
Lin Yi opened his mouth slightly and was stunned.
He admits.
He didn't have much knowledge, so the little target who was approached by Kong Zhongzi was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
Deng Bin also became short of breath.
The previous five million taels of gold tickets had already made his scalp numb with shock.
Unexpectedly, Kong Zhongzi asked for 100 million now.
Are rich people so willful?
Kong Zhongzi continued: "In addition, I just visited Taishan Academy. The environment is very good, but there is a lack of literary and Taoist books. The teacher will first select thirty books from the hundreds of sage books in the Holy Academy for you to Taishan Academy. It can be regarded as the teacher’s support for you!”
Kong Zhongzi believed that 'Yilin' was the person predicted by Fuxi.
So whatever you put in now, your future harvest will definitely increase exponentially.
