If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

"The mountain is not high, if there are immortals, it will be famous. If the water is not deep, if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous."

The moss marks are green on the upper steps, and the grass color is green on the curtains. Talk and laugh with ru, no contacts STOMATOLOGY. You can tune the plain Qin and read the Golden Sutra. There are no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and there is no laborious shape of case documents. Zhugelu in Nanyang, Yunting in Western Shuzi. Confucius said: "What's so shameful?" ’”

Xi He followed Lin Ke's writing and finished reading the entire humble inscription, and he was shocked to the spot.

Lin Ke put away the pen and was very satisfied. The handwriting this time was also very good.

"Inscription on the Humble Room" was written when Liu Yuxi was demoted. At that time, the magistrate of the place where he was demoted saw that he was demoted and deliberately made things difficult for him, forcing him to move three times. The area became smaller each time, and in the end it was just a small room.

So Liu Yuxi angrily wrote this "Inscription on the Humble Room" and asked someone to carve a stone tablet and place it in front of the door.

Although Xi He's experience was different from Liu Yuxi's, they faced similar situations.

There should be many, many people living in shabby homes in the world. They may be frustrated, confused, or determined.

However, there should be some voices supporting them.

Lin Ke stood up and looked at the accumulated literary energy in the sky, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

It would be great if the original body of the vision formed by the gathering of so many literary spirits can be put away with the rod of holy standard.

He made up his mind in his heart that it would be better to write some poems and famous articles on the Ontology side in the future.

However, this time the vision seemed to be a little different.

"The wind... the wind... the wind is moving?"

Wu Chujian on the ground shouted out of control.

Saints appear, hundreds of families sing, heaven and earth are shocked, spread all over the world, wind and clouds stir, ghosts and gods cry, thousands of miles of singing, hundreds of miles of sound.

Judging from the literary content of this intention, it is at least of a turbulent level.

The entire night sky in the capital was enveloped in a rich cultural atmosphere, and countless people were so startled that they raised their thoughts to see what was going on.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"What a rich and profound literary spirit! Which genius is he?!"

"I heard that there is a snow hider in the holy realm. Is it possible?!"

"You have forgotten that we, the Great Wei Dynasty, also have a genius who can generate poetic visions."

""Inscription on a Humble Room"? What a "Inscription on a Humble Room"!"

Countless thoughts were exchanging in the sky, and then they all rushed to where Lin Ke was.

Lin Ke also recovered his appearance at this time.

"It's indeed Lin Ke!"

"Master Lin is so elegant that he came here to write an inscription at night."

"Huh? Why is it called an 'inscription'? Is it going to be engraved on the stone tablet later?"

These people found out that it was written by Lin Ke, and they were immediately happy.

And a familiar voice also sounded beside Lin Ke.

"Lin Ke, I just left, you should write something good!" A somewhat annoyed voice came from Ye Jun's thoughts.

He had just finished helping Lin Ke and left. He never thought of turning around and Lin Ke just wrote a good article quietly.

"Brother Ye, is this the talented person you are going to bring in a few days? He is indeed the best among men!"

There is a voice communicating with Ye Jun. It should be someone of Ye Jun's generation who will be attending the literary conference in the next few days.

But there were also several different voices ringing in the night sky.

"Is this China's contemporary genius? It's just a turmoil, but nothing more than that!"

"My master composes hundreds of miles of poems every day in the holy world. Storms and storms are common."

"Oh, there are many people like this in my clan."

These words were not polite, either provocative, disdainful, or cold.

It seems that to them, Lin Ke's turbulent vision is just ordinary. These are people from all the holy realms!

Lin Ke listened to the various sounds in the night sky, but he didn't react much. Even if some of them wanted to belittle him, he didn't care.

The Internet in his previous life was much scarier than this one, with all kinds of abuse and violence without knowing the truth. If he couldn't bear this, how could he say that he was a scholar?

What he cares about is not the upper level in the sky, but the lower level on the ground.

"Everyone, some of you have just been charged for more than one year of housing fees. Now you have to refund the fees." Lin Ke looked at the surrounding residents and laughed at the doors of his neighbors.

Wu Chujian was also very sensible. He got up from the ground in an instant and even kicked Manager Yu and Lu Renjia in the body.

The two of them started jockeying, and then quickly stood behind Wu Chu's gymnasium, bowing and not daring to speak.

"If you want to retreat, you must refund ten times the living expenses to the people, and we will not charge the living expenses in the future!" Wu Chujian was already sweating profusely, thinking only about how to get through today's difficulties.

"It doesn't have to be like this." Lin Ke waved his hand: "It's normal to work hard and gain something, as long as you don't go back on your word."

At first he said a room was worth fifty taels of silver, and later he said it was fifty taels of silver. This was going back on his word.

At first it was said to be 50 taels, but then prices were being lowered all around. The tenants thought it was too expensive and started to make trouble, asking for the price to be reduced to 50 taels. This was also going back on their word.

The people who live here live here because of the price. As long as the price does not increase, they can make up for last year's payment.

"That's what the adults said." Wu Chujian looked educated.

Some people in the door could vaguely guess what happened when they heard the noise outside.

So some people came out one after another, secretly looking here with curiosity, caution, fear and expectation.

"Go and send them one by one."

Lin Ke said softly.

Wu Chujian immediately led the two people behind him and walked over quickly.

Lu Renjia had not even handed over the money he had on him, but it was all in his pocket, so he went from house to house to refund the so-called replacement money.

At this time, those thoughts had a rough idea of ​​what was happening.

"On such a trivial matter, you were inspired to write such a visionary article?!"

"I'm such a good boy, it's incredible, it's incredible!"

"Hmph, it's just a vision, but it's common in the Holy World."

"Young man, the Holy World is a small world. How can it compare to the big world of China? If you don't believe it, try it yourself."

"Lin Ke's talent is really rare."

"I think Master Lin's ability may be comparable to that of the saints of the pre-Qin Dynasty."

People couldn't help but marvel at these thoughts, because it was really unpleasant to write such an eternal article for a few taels of silver.

So jealous!

People work hard all their lives, just praying to write an article, praying that at least it will have a hundred miles of sound.

Where is Lin Ke?

I was visiting a friend and suddenly became unhappy. I wrote an article when I was unhappy, and after I finished writing, I became very upset.

It's too much.

"Hey, this "Humble Room Inscription" seems to be quite useful..."

"Let me try... my dear, can you strengthen the building? Can you also calm me down and concentrate my thoughts?"

"This level of protection is of great use! It is of great use!"

"Perhaps it will have a miraculous effect on dealing with barbarians outside China!"

"If you build a strong fortress, this psalm will definitely contribute a lot!"

After boasting and boasting, these people discovered that this "Inscription on a Humble Room" actually had a special effect!

At the same time, the changing cultural energy in the sky fell from the sky, and was attracted by Lin Ke and poured directly into the capital.

Seen from a high altitude, the massive amount of literature, as large as hundreds of waterfalls, avoided the official residences floating in the sky, and then poured into thousands of households in the city like a tsunami.

"Ke, I hope that people in the world will not be ashamed of a humble house." (End of this chapter)