Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

After crying for a while, the King of Hanjiang turned into sobbing, but he kept repeating the words: "I lost..." Lin Xiaofeng did not interrupt him, but just stayed by his side quietly, letting him vent his emotions. He knew that sometimes listening and accompanying can give people more comfort and support than words.

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Outside the palace gate, the magnificent palace gate looked even more solemn and ancient under the setting sun. Everyone couldn't help rubbing their sore legs and feet at this moment. Their eyes were focused on the slightly shabby car, as it slowly left. The official on duty at the door hurried over, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, and said respectfully to Li Dexian who had just got off the car: "Your Majesty, I am here to welcome you back to the palace. Please get on the sedan chair."

Li Dexian was tall and had a calm face. He looked very heroic in his military uniform. He waved his hand, seemingly not caring about all the formalities. He raised his foot and was about to board the gorgeous sedan chair, but at this moment, the doorman added cautiously: "The emperor has ordered the Marquis of Jianye and the Prince of Hanjiang to go to Yangqu County immediately."

Li Dexian turned around, a hint of doubt flashed in his deep eyes: "Yangqu County? Why did my father go to Yangqu instead of staying in the palace? Also, I just came back from the battlefield, why did I only summon the two of them?"

The doorman seemed a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and answered in a low voice: "The emperor has lived in Yangqu for more than two months, and I just received this order. The emperor strictly ordered your majesty to enter the palace as soon as possible to take charge of the overall situation. There must be no mistakes."

"Then why does he only want to see Marquis Jianye and Prince Hanjiang alone?" Li Dexian frowned, obviously puzzled by this sudden news.

Li Dexian looked at Lin Xiaofeng beside him, only to see Lin Xiaofeng nodded and said calmly: "Your Majesty, the country is the most important, and everything else is trivial. Please enter the palace first to stabilize the overall situation."

Li Dexian took a deep breath and nodded helplessly: "Ah... I don't know what the emperor means. I came back but he didn't summon me. You should go and come back quickly. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to take care of everything in the palace alone."

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After several twists and turns, Li Dexian once again set foot on the land of Yangqu. Yangqu, this once familiar yet unfamiliar land, once again evoked countless memories for him. Outside the palace of Emperor Jingjiang, Prince Hanjiang was breathing rapidly and had a complicated look. The person he was about to meet again was not only an old friend, but also a brother of the same generation and a former enemy.

"Let's go." Lin Xiaofeng broke the silence and walked in first. After several twists and turns of corridors and courtyards, they finally arrived outside the study of Emperor Jingjiang. At the door of the study, in addition to the guards, there was a familiar figure - Wang Jingwen. He was napping in a rocking chair, covered with a thin blanket. He was fatter than before and looked much older.

Lin Xiaofeng pushed him gently, and Wang Jingwen woke up from his dream. When he saw Lin Xiaofeng, surprise immediately appeared on his face: "Brother, you are back!" He tried to get up, but failed twice, and instead the rocking chair shook violently.

Wang Jingwen struggled to reach out his hand to Lin Xiaofeng: "Brother, give me a hand."

Lin Xiaofeng smiled and stretched out his hand, but did not help him up: "Brother Wang, lie down first, I'll go knock on the door."

"Okay, okay." Wang Jingwen responded. Suddenly, he saw the King of Hanjiang standing beside him, and the smile on his face froze immediately. He looked at the King of Hanjiang in horror, his lips moved, but he didn't know how to address him.

King Hanjiang looked down at him, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He said calmly, "Are you still alive?"

Wang Jingwen was stunned by this question. He wanted to get angry, but when he thought that the other party was a royal relative, he had to swallow his anger. He lowered his head in humiliation and said nothing more.

At this time, Lin Xiaofeng had already walked to the door of the study. He knocked gently on the door and said, "Father, your son Xiaofeng wants to see you."

The slightly old voice of Emperor Jingjiang was heard from the study: "Xiaofeng is back... Let Laoliu come to see me, please wait a moment."

Lin Xiaofeng motioned for King Hanjiang to go in, then turned to Wang Jingwen and said, "Don't worry, Brother Wang, it's okay."

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The layout of the study was elegant and simple. A ray of sunlight shone through the window onto the table, forming a golden spot of light. The two brothers sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere was a little solemn for a moment.

Emperor Jingjiang spoke first, his voice a little hoarse: "Sixth brother, you look a lot older." As he spoke, he looked closely at Prince Hanjiang's face.

Prince Hanjiang pulled the corners of his mouth and revealed a bitter smile: "Royal brother, you are the same." As he spoke, his eyes moved around Emperor Jingjiang's body and finally stopped on his face.

Emperor Jingjiang motioned for him to sit down, then slowly asked, "How does it feel to be an emperor?" His tone was flat, as if he was just asking about an insignificant matter.

King Hanjiang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly said: "Why is it so... Father was indeed harsh to me in the past, but there is no need for me to hold a grudge against him until now. You let me live in the capital, and I got everything I wanted, but I still made myself king and even sent someone to assassinate you." As he spoke, he opened his eyes, tears welled up in his eyes, but they never fell. He seemed to be trying to control his emotions, not wanting to let tears flow in front of the former emperor.

He paused and continued, "I established my own fiefdom, but you took it away from me. Was it my fault? I just wanted to prove myself and take back what originally belonged to me... What did I do wrong?" His voice gradually became louder, and his tone was full of resentment and resentment. He seemed to be accusing Emperor Jingjiang, and also seemed to be asking himself. Why did he end up like this when he had already obtained everything?
Facing the accusations and questions from the Prince of Hanjiang, the Emperor of Jingjiang was speechless. As a former emperor, he always believed that the world was in his pocket. It was only natural for him to consolidate his power and take back the fiefdom, although the means used might not be so fair. But at this moment, facing the accusations from the Prince of Hanjiang, he found that he could not refute. Perhaps he was indeed too harsh on the Prince of Hanjiang, and perhaps he should indeed give the Prince of Hanjiang a chance to prove himself. But it was too late to say these things at this moment, and they could no longer go back to the past.

"If my brother summoned me back this time just to humiliate me again, then there is no need to do so." Prince Hanjiang took a deep breath, his voice revealing a kind of determination, "I am ready to die." He looked into the eyes of Emperor Jingjiang firmly and calmly, as if waiting for the final judgment. However, the next words of Emperor Jingjiang stunned him, "During my reign, you will indeed die, but I heard that the war in the west is tense, and I don't want you to die at this time."

Li Dexian, the young man praised by Emperor Jingjiang as a good emperor, obviously holds a pivotal position in the heart of Emperor Jingjiang at this moment. "Dexian is a good emperor, he will do better than me, and he will face the real world." Emperor Jingjiang's tone is full of affirmation and expectation for Li Dexian, "I want the world to know that he can conquer rebels and forgive their mistakes." His words reveal a grand pattern and far-reaching considerations, as if he has foreseen a prosperous future.

"If he wants to become the master of the world, he must embrace the universe." The eyes of Emperor Jingjiang flashed with wisdom. He seemed to have seen the empire led by Li Dexian move towards a more glorious future. And the King of Hanjiang will also become a part of this future.

"I want you to live, and let the world know that you are still alive." Emperor Jingjiang's words revealed a kind of determination and firmness. "Starting tomorrow, you can return to your palace. I will send slaves and chores, but you must not leave the capital." Although his tone was flat, it revealed an unquestionable majesty. It seemed that he was telling King Hanjiang that this was his last chance and his last kindness to King Hanjiang. However, behind this kindness, there was also a deep helplessness and sadness. The former brothers had now come to this point. But no matter what, he hoped that King Hanjiang could cherish this opportunity to start his life again.

The Prince of Hanjiang felt a complex emotion when he listened to the words of the Emperor of Jingjiang. He felt sad and fortunate, but more of a deep helplessness and unwillingness, "You... want me to be your pawn?" He asked with a wry smile, as if he was mocking his powerlessness and the fact that he was being used. However, the Emperor of Jingjiang did not directly answer his question but said lightly: "In the future, I will only consider you. I don't care about your ambitions." His words revealed a kind of indifference and detachment, as if telling the Prince of Hanjiang that he had let go of the past grievances and only hoped that the Prince of Hanjiang could live a peaceful life, and the prosperous place of the capital would become his home for the rest of his life. "The capital is prosperous, you can live your life. Just think of it as my compensation to you on behalf of my father..." The words of the Emperor of Jingjiang revealed a deep exhaustion and helplessness, as if to put an end to this entangled grievance. The Prince of Hanjiang listened silently, with an indescribable feeling in his heart. He didn't know whether he should be grateful for the kindness of Emperor Jingjiang, or resent his coldness and ruthlessness. But no matter what, he couldn't change this fact. From now on, he will live another life and spend the rest of his life in the prosperous capital. Perhaps this is also a kind of relief for him...
The sun outside the study was still bright, but the atmosphere inside the study seemed a little heavy. Both of them were lost in their own thoughts, as if they were recalling every bit of the past, and as if they were thinking about how to go in the future...

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At this moment, outside the study, Lin Xiaofeng and Wang Jingwen were chatting quietly. Wang Jingwen looked at Lin Xiaofeng with admiration and said, "My dear brother, your memorials are so well written! I have never admired anyone in my life, but you are the first one. I think His Majesty relies entirely on your memorials to handle state affairs."

Lin Xiaofeng had no intention of listening to his praise. He asked anxiously, "Don't mention this. The crown prince is regent, why is the emperor not in the palace but in Yangqu?" His brows were furrowed, and it was obvious that he was very concerned about this issue.

Wang Jingwen sighed and answered helplessly: "His Majesty is...sick, so he moved here to recuperate." His tone revealed a deep worry and helplessness.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xiaofeng's voice was full of anxiety and concern, as if he had sensed that something bad was about to happen. However, Wang Jingwen did not answer his question directly, but smacked his lips and said vaguely: "It's not a serious illness." He looked at Lin Xiaofeng and continued, "It's just that his memory is not very good, he often feels sleepy, and his physical strength is much worse. After making a few embarrassing mistakes in the palace, the imperial physician also came to see him, but he couldn't explain why. He just prescribed some tranquilizing soup for your majesty, but the effect was not obvious." He sighed again, "

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Since the victory in the Jingjiang Campaign, the entire capital seemed to be surrounded by festive fireworks and the laughter of the people. It was very lively, like a sea of ​​joy. However, this joy and noise did not seem to have much to do with Lin Xiaofeng. She seemed to be detached from this grand celebration, thinking about something else.

Shortly after the battle, Lin Xiaofeng asked for leave and left the bustling capital, choosing to temporarily live in a quiet house in Yangqu County. Her reasons were simple and firm. First, she wanted to personally visit and take care of Emperor Jingjiang, the old emperor who remained resilient in the war; second, the tragic scene of the bloody battle and corpses everywhere in the battle still lingered in her mind like a nightmare, making it difficult for her to let go.

Lin Xiaofeng was not a heartless person. She could resist recalling the hardships she had experienced during the war. However, whenever she returned home and relaxed her tense nerves, those bloody scenes would unconsciously appear in her mind and could not be shaken off. She was not a person accustomed to killing and bloodshed. Facing the cruelty of the battlefield, she needed time to adjust and digest it.

During the month in Yangqu County, Lin Xiaofeng lived a peaceful life. She took care of the flowers and plants in the courtyard every day, and occasionally strolled in the fields to feel the tranquility and beauty of nature. However, Emperor Li Dexian's repeated summons broke this tranquility.

Emperor Li Dexian was busy with state affairs, and when he saw that Lin Xiaofeng had not returned, he could not help but feel a little angry. He sent many letters to scold Lin Xiaofeng, blaming her for ignoring the overall situation of the court, but Lin Xiaofeng remained unmoved. In fact, Lin Xiaofeng did not want to return to Beijing, but she found that the physical condition of Emperor Jingjiang was becoming more and more worrying.

Emperor Jingjiang seemed to be suffering from some serious disease, which came suddenly and the symptoms were elusive. Lin Xiaofeng took a rough look and was shocked, thinking that this was a sign of Alzheimer's disease. She knew that if she didn't take care of him and treat him, it wouldn't be long before this once powerful emperor couldn't even find his way home.

Faced with such a situation, Lin Xiaofeng felt that the only solution was to take good care of him. She stayed with Emperor Jingjiang every day, taking care of his diet and daily life, and trying to make him feel good. Although this disease was hard to accept, Lin Xiaofeng knew that it was part of the natural law of life. Emperor Jingjiang was already old, and this might be his inevitable fate.

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During this period, the only thing that made Lin Xiaofeng happy was that her good friend Li Zhi devoted himself to studying in the county and wrote a book called "On the Boundary of Rights between the Group and the Individual". This book was like a heavy bomb to Lin Xiaofeng, which greatly shocked her soul. She lamented that there were so many talented people in the world and a variety of schools of thought, and Li Zhi was undoubtedly the best among them.

Lin Xiaofeng admired Li Zhi's talent, and she admired his spirit of challenging authority and pursuing freedom. In Lin Xiaofeng's heart, Li Zhi has become a role model who transcends the times. She firmly believes that this book will have a profound impact on future generations and enlighten countless people.

So, on a dark and windy night, Lin Xiaofeng sat alone in her study, concentrating on studying Li Zhi's work. She wanted to extract the essence from it and show the charm of this work to the world. Just as she was immersed in the sea of ​​books, she suddenly heard a hurried kick on the door outside.

Lin Xiaofeng was startled and quickly closed the book in her hand and put it on the table. Then, the angry voice of Emperor Li Dexian reached her ears: "Old Lin! What do you mean? Do I have to come to you in person?" Lin Xiaofeng looked up and saw Emperor Li Dexian standing at the door angrily, his face livid, obviously dissatisfied with her long-term summons.

She stood up hurriedly and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, you have come to my humble home. I am honored. Please calm down, Your Majesty. I will leave for Beijing tomorrow." However, Emperor Li Dexian snorted coldly, obviously not satisfied with her answer: "Don't give me that! If I hadn't come, would you have stayed here obediently?"

As he said that, he strode forward and grabbed Lin Xiaofeng's wrist, "Come back to the palace with me! The carriage and train are ready. You will stay in the palace tonight and don't even think about going anywhere!" Lin Xiaofeng struggled to break free from his hand, but Emperor Li Dexian was too strong and she couldn't resist at all.

"Your Majesty, wait a minute! Please listen to me!" Lin Xiaofeng begged for mercy. Emperor Li Dexian then let go of her hand, crossed his arms, and looked at her coldly, "Okay! I want to hear what you can say!"

Lin Xiaofeng straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, do you know that my father has been ill recently? He has amnesia. Although his body is fine for the time being, his memory has declined seriously. If he is not treated in time, I am afraid that his condition will worsen day by day, and eventually even your majesty and my relatives will forget him."

Emperor Li Dexian was shocked when he heard this, "This matter is so serious! Why didn't anyone report it to me? My father never mentioned this in his letter!" He obviously knew nothing about Emperor Jingjiang's illness. When he heard Lin Xiaofeng's story, he couldn't help but feel worried.

Lin Xiaofeng explained: "This disease requires long-term care and treatment, and requires the company and care of relatives. I am willing to stay by my father's side and observe and care for his condition at all times." Her tone was firm and sincere, and she was obviously prepared to take care of Emperor Jingjiang for a long time.

Emperor Li Dexian was silent and solemn after hearing this. He knew Lin Xiaofeng's filial piety and loyalty to Emperor Jingjiang, and understood her importance to the court. However, he was caught in a dilemma: on the one hand, he urgently needed Lin Xiaofeng to return to Beijing to assist in handling state affairs; on the other hand, he could not ignore Emperor Jingjiang's illness and Lin Xiaofeng's feelings.

Emperor Li Dexian said anxiously: "My father doesn't want to return to the palace, and I can't do anything about it. If you take care of him yourself, won't you never be able to return to Beijing?" His tone revealed deep helplessness and worry.

Lin Xiaofeng shook her head and said, "The court is full of talented people, and it does not need a minister. Your Majesty is capable of handling things on his own, so why does he need a minister here?" Her words were full of trust and affirmation of Emperor Li Dexian, and also expressed her loyalty and sense of responsibility to the court.

Emperor Li Dexian was still very anxious, "You and I have worked together for many years, how can I do without you? I have decided to make you a king, shoulder to shoulder with me, on an equal footing. I wanted to inform you of this reward on the day of the award..." His tone was full of reliance and expectations on Lin Xiaofeng.

However, Lin Xiaofeng shook her head again and said, "I don't have much desire for wealth and power. I am already satisfied that Your Majesty can share power with me." Her words revealed a kind of indifference and calmness that transcended the world, as if power and status were not the most important things in her eyes.

She looked up to the sky and sighed, "I have high expectations for Your Majesty. I hope Your Majesty can become an emperor of the ages, surpass history, and influence future generations." Her words were full of earnest expectations and deep blessings for Emperor Li Dexian. Emperor Li Dexian said in confusion, "I also want to be an emperor who surpasses history, but I don't understand what you mean." Although he was confused by Lin Xiaofeng's words, he could still feel the sincerity and affection in her words.

Lin Xiaofeng lowered her head, looked directly into Emperor Li Dexian's eyes, and said affectionately: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. I will tell Your Majesty everything exactly as it is and without reservation. But there are some things that I must do personally." Her eyes revealed a kind of firmness and persistence, as if she was ready to give everything for the court and Emperor Jingjiang.

Emperor Li Dexian still asked in confusion: "Then why don't you tell me now?" He was obviously confused and puzzled by Lin Xiaofeng's decision, and was eager to know her true thoughts.

Lin Xiaofeng shook her head again and said, "The time is not right yet, and I still have to take care of my father. I left home at a young age and have not fulfilled my filial duty. I don't want to have any regrets." Her words were full of concern and worry for Emperor Jingjiang, and also expressed her adherence to and practice of filial piety.

After saying this, Lin Xiaofeng walked forward without looking back. Her back looked particularly firm and lonely in the moonlight, as if she was ready to take on everything alone.

Emperor Li Dexian looked at Lin Xiaofeng's back as she walked away and shouted, "Where are you going? Where is your home? I can go back with you! Give me a decision! If you don't go back to Beijing with me today, I will give you another month! If you dare to disobey me, you must stay by my side even if you die!" His voice echoed in the night sky, full of retention and threats to Lin Xiaofeng. He couldn't lose the support and companionship of this loyal minister and close friend; he couldn't let her give up the court and the people of the world for Emperor Jingjiang.

However, Lin Xiaofeng did not answer, but just kept walking forward with her hands behind her back, humming a song: "The long road is with you, with courage and enthusiasm..." Her singing echoed in the night sky for a long time, as if telling of her determination and belief. She chose a road full of hardships and challenges, but she walked so firmly and calmly. Because she knew that this was what she should do and what she had to do.

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At the majestic and ancient gate of Yangqu County Government, the morning sun shines like a golden ribbon, making the pair of stone lions in front of the gate sparkle. The sky is like a freshly washed sapphire, pure and flawless, with a few white clouds floating leisurely occasionally. The place is already crowded with people, and tourists are surging like a tide, and they all take out their mobile phones to record the beauty of this moment.

At the entrance, a graceful woman stood. She was Lu Xuanxin. She was slender, as graceful as a willow, and her face was pure and elegant, like a lotus emerging from the water. Her eyes revealed a sense of tenacity and intelligence, and her temperament was elegant yet friendly. At this moment, she was holding a reminder card, facing the camera and many tourists, ready to start her explanation.

"Dear tourists, we are now at the solemn entrance of the former Yangqu County Government Office." Her voice was soft but powerful, and every word was pronounced clearly, as if it could penetrate the dust of history, making people involuntarily immersed in her story. She raised her head and gestured for everyone to look at the plaque on the gatehouse that had gone through vicissitudes of life. "Look up, the plaque on the gatehouse that has gone through wind and rain and still looks brilliant is the plaque of 'Teacher of All Ages'. Just below it is a bust of the young Lin Sheng Xiaofeng, whose eyes reveal endless wisdom and depth."

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Lu Xuanxin began to tell the story of Lin Xiaofeng. Her words seemed to have a kind of magic that could bring people back to that distant era. "Lin Xiaofeng, although we don't know his pen name, he regarded himself as an honest and upright layman. He was a truly learned and talented master. He had profound artistic attainments and his literary works have been passed down through the ages. He was also a leader in many fields such as chemistry, mathematics, and physics. What's more valuable is that he also had outstanding achievements in politics, lyrics, music, singing and dancing, and musical instruments."

Visitors were deeply attracted by her story, as if they were in that glorious era. They gave warm applause and praise from time to time to express their admiration for Lin Xiaofeng. However, some different voices were also heard in the crowd.

"Lin Xiaofeng? Who doesn't know this name? Do you need to say so much?" a tourist said disapprovingly.

Lu Xuanxin smiled and responded: "Today's lecture is broadcast live around the world. Some foreign friends may not be very familiar with Lin Xiaofeng's story. So we need to introduce this legendary figure in detail."

She continued to introduce Lin Xiaofeng in depth in various aspects: "He is also a leader in calligraphy, the originator of rap art, a leader in diplomatic occasions, a leader in the military field... He has left a strong mark in almost every field."

However, as soon as she finished speaking, some disputes broke out among the crowd.

"A master of calligraphy? Stop kidding! How can it be called art when his handwriting looks like a dog's crawl?" a tourist said disdainfully.

Someone immediately refuted him: "How can you vulgar people understand the true meaning of art? Lin Sheng's calligraphy is unique and has its own style. His bold, unrestrained and free-spirited writing is a reflection of his unique charm."

"That's right! There are always some people who have forgotten their roots and speak nonsense here!" Another tourist joined the debate.

Faced with these disputes, Lu Xuanxin just smiled and shook her head and did not intervene too much. She chose to continue: "In addition to the above achievements, Lin Xiaofeng is also an expert in the field of food and is known as the ancestor of modern art. He also has outstanding contributions in weapon design and is a pioneer in the field of aerodynamics... He is known as the cornerstone of society and the originator of the fashion clothing industry. At the same time, he is also the pioneer of film art, the inventor of computers and a pioneer in the field of artificial intelligence. What is more worth mentioning is that he is also the inventor of the public sharing system..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by a tourist: "He is also the founder of wolf culture, the advocate of the no overtime movement, and the initiator of the two-day weekend..."

Lu Xuanxin kept telling the legendary story of Lin Xiaofeng, but as time went on the tourists began to seem a little impatient.

"Stop talking so much! Simply put, Lin Xiaofeng is an omnipresent legendary figure!" a tourist said impatiently.

"Yes! How can such a small place as Yangqu County Government accommodate so many stories?" another tourist echoed.

Seeing the reactions of the tourists, Lu Xuanxin knew it was time to end the topic. She smiled and said, "Okay, everyone, let's go into the exhibition hall and appreciate Lin Xiaofeng's masterpiece together."

Guided by the film crew, visitors entered the exhibition hall in an orderly manner. Lu Xuanxin pointed to a dragon robe in the exhibition hall and said, "Please look, this is the dragon robe that Lin Xiaofeng once wore. In his later years, he suffered from Alzheimer's disease and was mistaken by Emperor Jingjiang as the crown prince, who even wanted to pass the throne to him. In order to appease his father, Emperor Li Dexian, he had to let Lin Xiaofeng be the emperor for one day. The next day, Lin Xiaofeng took the initiative to resign the throne and became one of the emperors with the shortest tenure in history."

"Although his career as emperor was short, it is worth mentioning that Lin Xiaofeng is the only person in history who served as emperor of two countries. It is also a good story." Lu Xuanxin said with a smile.

Then she pointed to a painting in the exhibition hall and introduced it: "This painting is one of Lin Xiaofeng's representative works, Sunflowers. He painted it at home in his later years. At the same time as Sunflowers, he also completed Starry Night. The swirling lines in this painting give people a sense of spatial freedom. The vortex in the painting cleverly corresponds to turbulent motion. This discovery shocked the world."

"Some people say that Lin Xiaofeng has observed a black hole with his naked eyes. In fact, this is also related to his paintings." Lu Xuanxin explained, "According to the diary passed down by his students, this magical phenomenon was recorded."

The tourists were discussing this, some agreed and some expressed doubts, but Lu Xuanxin did not care about these controversies, but continued to lead everyone to visit other exhibits in the exhibition hall.

The scene suddenly became interesting when she pointed to a seemingly ordinary urinal. "This urinal is called "Fountain" and is a great invention of Lin Xiaofeng. It deeply reflects the dynamic nature of art and is considered one of the most influential works of art in the world." Lu Xuanxin said with a smile.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, someone began to question: "A urinal can also be called a work of art? Isn't Lin Xiaofeng too boring?"

"No! This is art!" someone immediately retorted, "Lin Sheng's works are always so unexpected and original!"

Facing these doubts and rebuttals, Lu Xuanxin just smiled and shook her head without dwelling on the issue too much. Instead, she continued to point to another exhibit in the exhibition hall - a seemingly ordinary jade plaque and introduced: "This jade plaque may not seem special at first glance, but archaeologists have discovered an advanced 3.5mm headphone jack on it!" She said excitedly, "After verification by experts around the world, this is the prototype of the smartphone deduced by Lin Xiaofeng!"

The tourists were stunned by this amazing discovery and gathered around to take a closer look, wanting to have a glimpse of it. Lu Xuanxin also took the opportunity to continue introducing Lin Xiaofeng's other great inventions and outstanding achievements. With her vivid narration, the image of this legendary figure became fuller, more three-dimensional and lifelike.

Finally, when the tourists reluctantly left the exhibition hall, they were all filled with endless respect and admiration for Lin Xiaofeng, and were also deeply impressed by Lu Xuanxin's professionalism and personal charm.

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A tourist suddenly covered his neck tightly, his face showing unbearable pain. He shouted anxiously: "This exhibition is too outrageous! I'm almost suffocated! Please make way and let me go out for some fresh air!" His face was distorted in pain, and beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, as if he was enduring unspeakable torment.

The people around him looked at him with a confused expression on their faces. "What's wrong with you? We have watched it so many times. This is history that everyone has known since childhood. How can you oppose it to this extent?" One of them asked in confusion, with a hint of blame in his tone, as if the tourist's strangeness was a blasphemy against history.

The tourist's eyes widened, as if he couldn't stand such questioning. "You nerds! These are the wisdom of our ancestors. You ignorant people, stop talking nonsense here!" He retorted, with anger and dissatisfaction in every word.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted loudly: "I think you are a spy sent by a foreign country, catch him!" This shout immediately caused a commotion. Everyone looked sideways, and the atmosphere became tense for a while.

Faced with such groundless accusations, the female host Lu Xuanxin suppressed her anger. She took a deep breath to calm herself down, and then said, "Everyone, please be patient. The ones shown today are all familiar to everyone. Since the promulgation of the Jingjiang Trademark Law, these hundreds of trademarks have been applied for and designed by Mr. Lin Xiaofeng himself. Each trademark corresponds to a well-known product of the Fang Group, such as Douyin, Qidian, Apple, BMW, etc., which are commonly used in daily life."

She looked around and saw that everyone's emotions were gradually stabilizing, and continued: "Please take another look... This is one of Mr. Lin Xiaofeng's representative works during his lifetime, and it is still at the top of the Jingjiang Music Bestseller List - Seven Mile Fragrance. This is the original draft of the lyrics!" As she spoke, she showed a yellowed piece of paper in her hand.

However, the tourist who was surrounded by the crowd shouted angrily: "This is nonsense!" His face turned red with anger, and he glared at you and continued: "The sparrows outside the window are chirping on the telephone pole! Telegraph poles had not been invented at that time. Lin Xiaofeng must be a time traveler. He doesn't pretend to be one in his old age!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a round of boos from the surroundings. Someone said disdainfully: "Such clichés are really disgusting!" At this moment, there was a crisp sound, and the questioning tourist was slapped in the face.

Everyone looked over and saw a petite woman standing there, with anger flashing in her eyes. She looked at the tourist with disappointment and said word by word: "I didn't expect you to be so prejudiced against Lin Sheng! I was really blind to choose someone like you as my partner! Let's break up!" After that, she walked away without hesitation, leaving everyone in shock.

There was warm applause and cheers all around. "Well done, this girl has a positive outlook!" someone exclaimed loudly.

The beaten tourist stared blankly at his girlfriend's departing figure, speechless for a moment. Amid the laughter of the crowd, he faced the benevolent portrait of Lin Xiaofeng, and endless regret welled up in his heart. Tears slid down his cheeks, and he knew that he had lost a woman who loved him deeply, and also lost respect for history.

The scene began to get out of control, and the crew hurriedly signaled to the female host Lu Xuanxin that the original plan could no longer proceed and they had to speed up to the next stage. Lu Xuanxin quickly left the crowd and ran to the next display point, an antique courtyard - the backyard of the county government.

As soon as you step into the backyard, you will be greeted by an ancient atmosphere. One wall of the yard is scorched black, as if telling the vicissitudes of history. Outside the wall stands a display case, which displays some scorched books and fragments.

Lu Xuanxin stood in front of the display case and said affectionately, "Everyone, where we are now is the site of Mr. Lin Xiaofeng's study. In his later years, he moved all his books here. Unfortunately, on a stormy night, a fire broke out here." She pointed to the blackened wall and said, "Even heavy rain could not put out this ruthless fire. Hundreds of years of human civilization turned to ashes. This place has become a sad place for all mankind."

She paused and continued, "All of Lin Sheng's life's research results were burned in that fire. According to his servants, on the rainy night when the fire broke out, Lin Sheng stood in front of his study and watched his hard work being devoured by the fire. At that time, the servants wanted to rush in to rescue the books, but Lin Sheng valued human life and stopped the servants from entering the fire scene even though his hard work was destroyed. What a great spirit!"

Lu Xuanxin patted the display case gently and continued, "However, Lin Sheng was also deeply hurt. He looked up at the sky and stroked his forehead in the thunderstorm, laughing wildly. But after recovering from his illness, he regrouped and wrote a masterpiece that has influenced the world for more than 300 years - "Lin Xiaofeng's Prophecy."

As she spoke, she took out a worn book from the display case and showed it to everyone. "This book condenses Lin Sheng's lifelong thinking. Although he is too old to elaborate on the technical details, the book "Lin Xiaofeng's Prophecy" predicts the direction of future social development and points the way for the world. Since Lin Xiaofeng's death, the publication of this book has been guiding the development of mankind in the fields of economy, politics, scientific research, culture, etc., and it still shines with the light of wisdom!"

Lu Xuanxin solemnly put the book back into the display case, then turned to face the crowd. "Next, we will move on to today's key point - the famous site behind us where the three kings and one saint had a secret conversation! The greatest mystery in history happened here." (End of this chapter)