Chapter 473

After a while, Li Ming returned to the mansion.

Some of the monks in the house have returned, and some are still outside to enjoy the lanterns.

Don't look at them who just received the bounty, but they are so shy in their pockets. The prices in Qindu are too high, and they will spend everything if they buy anything.

About opening a store, Li Ming told these monks that in addition to doing store business, they also need to develop a takeaway business.

After all, with only five stores, how many people can you need?

There are at most two or three stores in one store, and a dozen or so in five stores.

So, find a way to expand the industry!
The next day, Situ Jianren came early in the morning.

Li Ming looked at Situ Jianren, who was full of interest, and was a little confused. He asked, "Didn't the Lantern Festival start at night? Why so early?"

"Take you to see the results of yesterday's battle." Fatty Situ smiled wretchedly.

Li Ming was startled, and looked at Situ Jianren in confusion, not understanding what he meant by the result of the battle?
Could it be that Situ Jianren took off his virgin hat on a whim last night?

However, even so, it seems that there is nothing worth showing off!

However, when he got to the street, Li Ming realized that he was wrong.

The streets of Daqin are always full of people coming and going, very lively.

"Do you know? Yesterday, Tomorrow Xuan released a long poem that shocked the world and wept ghosts and gods. What's it called? Hey, I couldn't remember the name for a while."

"What did Mao break the song..."

"Yes, it's Mao's song..."

"The hut is broken by the autumn wind!"

"Yes, yes, this is it!"

"I don't know who wrote this poem?"

"I heard it was a man named Situ Jianren."

"Situ Jianren? That Situ Jianren from General Situ's mansion?"

"It should be, is there anyone else with the same name and surname?"

"Isn't Situ Jianren a super dude? How can he still write poetry? And he is still such a poem that cares about the country and the people? The line 'There are tens of thousands of buildings in a wide mansion, and it is enough for my house to be frozen to death' is absolutely perfect. , is absolutely unprecedented!"

"Miao Ah, Miao Ah!"

"If there is a chance, I really want to worship Situ Jianren. It's amazing to be able to achieve this level of poetry!"

"I want to come to tonight's poetry and song competition, as long as Situ Jianren participates, he will definitely win the top prize and win the number one prize."

"Yep."

Li Ming listened to these praises, and saw Situ Jianren's expression of enjoyment, so he couldn't help smiling, and asked, "Is that why you came to me so early in the morning?"

"Otherwise?" Situ Jianren asked back, but then said again: "No, aren't you excited? The real author of this poem was made by you, and these praises should be given to you!"

Li Ming smiled, and said indifferently: "It's just a false name, it's not worth mentioning."

"What? Fame? Do you know the rewards for tonight's poetry and song contest?" Situ Jianren asked.

Li Ming was startled, and asked: "What reward? Is it a magic weapon or a skill?"

"No." Situ Jianren said.

"What is that?" Li Ming asked with interest.

"According to the gossip, you can enter the Daqin Library for a look." Situ Jianren said.

"What? Enter Daqin's library?" Li Ming was suddenly taken aback.

"It's just gossip, but it's seamless. In my opinion, eight out of ten should be true." Situ Jianren speculated.

Li Ming fell silent. Originally, he wasn't too keen on the poetry and song competition, but just wanted to join in the fun.But if there is a chance to enter Daqin's library, it will be a fight!
(End of this chapter)

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