Chapter 1 The small island in the middle of the lake

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After sitting on the steps beside Xuanwu Lake for an hour, listening to the fat and thin women in coats singing Wu Nong's soft words, looking at the crowds of students in long gowns on the bridge in the distance... Ning Wuhuang finally accepted the reality. .

He traveled through time.

From growing flowers and crops in the 21st century, we traveled to this feudal and backward dynasty - Daxing Kingdom.

"God, you are so unkind."

"I finally rose from an ordinary college student in a mountain village to become a gold medal planner with an annual salary of tens of millions. Before I had time to enjoy life, you sent me here with a high fever?"

Go back, probably you won’t be able to go back.

Ning Wuyan picked his painful head, and after digesting his life experience, he had the urge to delete his account and start over again.

The original Ning Wuhuang was a general, his parents died early, and he was raised by his grandfather Ning Feng.

Forty years ago, Ning Feng followed His Majesty in the Northern and Southern War. At his most glorious time, he was the deputy general manager of the march within the pass with an army of 10,000 troops.

However, there were no more battles after that. In addition, Ning Feng had an upright and capable character. After his boss once demoted him for being uneducated because his handwriting was too ugly when he was pointing, the Ning family moved three times in the past twenty years.

Finally, he moved from Jing'an City, which is at the foot of the world, to Jinling Mansion, Jiangnan Road, which is a useless place, and became a dispensable examiner on the school field.

It has been 200 years since the founding of the Daxing Kingdom. Today is the beginning of summer in the 44th year of Taixing. The old emperor's long-term peace and stability have brought the Daxing Kingdom into a stage of singing and dancing. From the court to the countryside, culture is emphasized over martial arts, especially in Jiangnan Road. A breeding ground for talented people.

Ning Feng spent a lot of money to educate his grandchildren.

The brothers and sisters of the eldest uncle and the second uncle's family did not live up to the gold and silver they spent. But Ning Wuhao was enlightened at the age of five. In the past five years, he could not read a few characters, but he made the teacher so angry that he became autistic.

As a last resort, he gave up his old profession and started practicing martial arts. He studied for another five years... Then he was too nervous during the martial arts exam and shot an arrow through Genggu, creating the first zero-point result in the Jiangnan Dao martial arts exam. Ning Feng was so angry on the spot He beat someone half to death and became famous from then on, becoming the biggest idiot in Jinling.

Ning Feng saw that this grandson really had no talent for learning, and he was also a bit arrogant. He was timid and naive. Even in business, he was worried about being sold by others and paying for others.

They could only send Ning Wuhuang to inherit the dowry "Ping An Medical Clinic" left by his mother, hoping that he could live a solid and well-off life, and that his wife and children would be happy for the rest of their lives.

But Ning Wuhao's wife... to be precise, her fiancée, Liu Qingfang, one of the three most talented women in Jinling, is basically a gold-selling cave.

At the time of the engagement, the Liu family was just a small and unknown wealthy businessman. They used their newborn child as a mortgage for the baby marriage on the pretext that Ning Wuhuang's mother had no money for medical treatment. They probably wanted to wait for Ning Feng to regain his enlightenment.

Unexpectedly, not long after, both of Ning Wuhuang's parents died, and the Ning family became increasingly weak, while the Liu family became a wealthy businessman from a small business. As this man went to higher places, he naturally looked down on Ning Wuhuang, who had given up his official career by Ning Feng.

But she turned out to be a total licker. In order to please Liu Qingfang, she would buy the pens, inks, papers and inkstones she liked no matter how expensive they were. She also wanted to get the famous poems she wanted by smashing the iron pot. Finally, she lost all her money within a year. It cost the medical clinic many years of savings.

Even because he was anxious to make money and marry a wife, he foolishly believed the alchemist's lies, used the medical clinic to go to Ye's pawn shop to mortgage a hundred taels, and bought a unique secret recipe to make a fortune.

It's really stupid and licking, and it's hard for gods to save you.

From the perspective of Ning Wuyan, a bystander, Liu Qingfang would not enjoy the original person's efforts with peace of mind, but would not get married if she was interested in him.

But the original person was naive and didn't see it through. He wanted to take a gamble on whether he could make a lot of money and prove his strength to impress Liu Qingfang, but instead risked his own life.

"Cherish life and stay away from gambling and drugs."

He was not Ning Wushan, and he had no favorable impression of Liu Qingfang, who pretended to be aloof just because he could recite a few poems.

Whether or not they get married is none of his business. He has to redeem the mortgaged medical clinic.

Otherwise, if the grumpy Mr. Ning finds out, he will definitely be beaten until he can't get out of bed for half a year.

And today is the deadline for mortgage.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy.

Good thing.

According to the memory of the original person, he had the opportunity to earn a mortgage of one hundred taels in half a day, redeem the medical center, and avoid suffering physical pain.

That is the "Talented Scholars Conference" held today by the Xuanwu Lake.

This conference was jointly organized by the Shen family, the owner of the island, the princess Hou Ye from the capital, the poet king Xu Jidao, the prefect Jiang, and Ji Jin, the first talented woman in Jinling, and there were countless responders.

After all, if someone can get a word of praise from the Poet King at the conference and catch the eyes of the nobles in the capital, they might be recommended for official career.

There are many people who dream of taking advantage of this opportunity to soar into the sky.

No matter how bad it is, having a poetic and beautiful encounter with a talented woman who is famous all over the Yangtze River on the small island in the middle of the lake where the Shen family opened to the public for the first time is also a romantic story.

However, the number of seats in the conference is limited, only a hundred.

Talents who pass Ji Jin's assessment can ride a single sedan across the three-mile-long bridge built by the Shen family. After admiring the beautiful scenery of the lake at close range, they can board the small lake center that covers an area of ​​five miles and is surrounded by water. Island, discussing the beauty of poetry with many young talents.

The main theme is that noble people are not down to earth and don't want to have fun with the people.

"Look at the thousands of people out there, there are always a few rich but talentless people who need my help to dream."

Ning Wuyang walked along the lake towards the bridge.

As soon as I walked to the crowded place, I saw two flagpoles erected at the end of the bridge, each with a ten-foot-high red scroll hanging down.

Four characters on the right: Four Friends of Suihan

Four characters on the left: expressing ambition with things

As the red scroll fell, in a temporary pavilion erected on the bridge, a dozen maids slowly rolled up the green bamboo curtain with chrysanthemum patterns printed on all sides of the pavilion.

A masked girl sat in front of a piano stand with burning incense, appearing in front of everyone.

It is Ji Jinji who is the most talented woman in Jinling.

Sitting next to Ji Jin was another talented woman who had no sense of presence due to her temperament and beauty. She sat upright and upright without uttering a word - Liu Qingfang.

Miss Liu, who can only sit at the same table with a maid and still behaves cautiously, is not too different from the noble and talented woman in her original impression.

"This is the topic that the little girl asked today. I also ask all students and talented women to consider it carefully. If you want to board the island in the middle of the lake, you can only choose the top 100 masterpieces."

The clear and sweet voice made Ning Wuyan divert his attention.

Although the girl's face was covered, her slender eyes and slim figure suddenly made many students feel like animals... Oh no, they were very excited about poetry and eager to try it out.

He shook his head hurriedly, trying to sing a song immediately.

But at this time, they were turning over and over in their minds and could only form four words.

"Plum...orchid...bamboo...chrysanthemum..."

"How should we use these four friends of Suihan to express our ambitions?"

"My father spent a hundred taels to hire people to write ten poems, but all he prepared were descriptions of scenes and objects or one-sided discussions of ambitions. What should I do?"

"Fortunately, you don't have to write poems on the spot to write poems about landing on the island. Go and ask for a ghostwriter!"

"Don't ask. The ghostwriter said that he couldn't write it no matter how much money he was given. If he could write it, he would have been sitting on the judging panel."

Ning Wuyang listened to the students' bitter discussions and saw that no one had written a poem in the past quarter of an hour. He was very satisfied.

He glanced at the familiar faces in the pavilion, turned away from the group of constipated students, and walked north to Xuanwu North Alley, a hundred meters away.

At the entrance of the alley is a "Ping An Medical Clinic" with a dilapidated plaque.

Ning Wuyang walked through the empty lobby to the desk where he was writing prescriptions for medicine, spread out the straw paper, grinded ink and started writing.

The ten poems that fit the title were just mentally presented on scratch paper.

After drying the ink stains, he folded them and stuffed them into his sleeves. On his way out, he saw a dog from Ye's Pawn Shop peeking his head furtively into the medical clinic.

The two of them bumped into each other, but the clerk was not afraid. Instead, he laughed at him: "Mr. Ning, there is not even a shadow of a ghost in your medical clinic. No one comes to deliver money. You wait for the shopkeeper to come to your door in two hours." I’ll take you to the government to change the property title and land title, and you’ll live on the streets from now on!”