I'm about to become an immortal, do you want me to be a prince?

The sky in Chapter 33 is full of passion!
Dingxiang County.

It is also called the capital of the Northern Sui Dynasty.

Why is it called the capital of the Northern Sui Dynasty?

Because the boss here is surnamed Yang.

Yang of the former Tai Sui Group Yang Group.

Yang Zhengdao.

Yang Guang, the former chairman of Dasui Group, is the grandson of Mr. Yang.

Although the Dasui Group was acquired by the Datang Group more than ten years ago, Mr. Yang, who has a big family and a big business, still left some assets for future generations.

Mr. Xiao Yang's daughter-in-law, Empress Xiao, collected some funds, and then took her grandson Yang Zhengdao to decisively withdraw from the Central Plains, and came to this unshitty Monan area to open a branch company, which is now the Beisui Group.

In the early stage of opening a branch, the conditions were relatively difficult, but Queen Xiao overcame the difficulties and found an angel investor for the company.

It's just that this investor's character is not very good, and he has unspoken rules for her.

But Empress Xiao didn't cry, she stood up and continued masturbating.

For the benefit of the company, she sacrificed herself.

This angel investor is Jieli Khan, the prairie bully Ashina Dubi.

But unfortunately, the investor is now gone.

As soon as the investors ran away, Beisui Group instantly collapsed.

Even before Li Jing arrives, the leading party has already expressed their welcome, warm welcome!

Yang Zhengdao and Empress Xiao cried and fainted in the toilet.

Li Jing rode on a tall horse, majesticly accepting the kneeling and licking of the leading party members.

"Your Majesty the Duke of Wei, Kang Sumi, a small citizen of Fanbang, kowtows, and leads the warriors of the Kangsu Department to beg for surrender!"

The buddy named Kang Sumi in front of him is one of the more powerful leading parties, and he was the first to open the city gate, and escorted Yang Zhengdao and Queen Xiao out to surrender.

For a dog with eyesight like this, Li Jing naturally had to show some kindness, otherwise how could he attract other dogs.

I saw Li Jing nodding his head with a smile on his face, "Kang Su Teqin is exempt."

"Thank you Duke Wei!"

"Consut's heart is devoted to the heaven, and the sage has known the manifest heart."

While talking, Li Jing got off his horse and helped him up, and continued to smile, "From now on, General Kangsu is a citizen of our Tang Dynasty, and I have recommended General Kangsu to be the governor of Bei'an Prefecture."

"Thank you, Lord Weiguo, for your support." Kang Sumi was so excited that he wanted to kneel down again.

Naturally, Li Jing was courteous with him again. In short, the rivers and lakes are bragging about each other. If you come out to mess around, no one knows this set of skills.

Then, because Kang Sumi got benefits after surrendering, many vacillating grassland tribes immediately knelt down and called Li Jing's father, like a dog who smelled the fragrance.

After all, the grassland tribes are not the same as the centralized rule of the Central Plains. They belong to a loose alliance.

Theoretically the boss is Ashina Doubi, the little overlord of the grassland, but in fact, except for the core tribes of the Turks.

The other tribes are independent, they just listen to the aggressive slogan of the leader, Ashina, when fighting.

But now that the big brother who took the lead ran away with a bucket, these younger brothers would have to kneel down and call daddy.

Kang Sumi, the boss of the Kangsu Department, was the first to kneel and lick to lead the way, and he was very conscious of leading the way. As soon as Li Jing arrived at the border of Dingxiang, Kang Sumi ran over to kneel and lick, "Father Li, this way..."

Therefore, Li Jing broke Xiangcheng basically without a single soldier. Wang Shi went north, with banners flying, and it was easily done.

Then, on the other side of Chang'an City, in order to praise the great victory of breaking Dingxiang City.

Kong Jijiu assigned a homework.

Each person writes a poem in praise of the motherland.

When Li Mu first heard this request, the corners of his mouth twitched again and again.

Full of the déjà vu of writing essays in the previous life.

"Brother, how do you write this poem?"

"Yeah brother, it's okay to ask my younger brother to kill Turkic barbarians, but to write poetry? Why don't you kill me!"

Ever since Yuchi Baolin and Cheng Chubi knew they were going to write poems, their faces turned dark all afternoon, as if they were celebrating Qingming Festival.

Considering the two of them's underdeveloped brain structures, such a difficult task as poetry really made things difficult for them.

In fact, Li Mu himself doesn't know how to compose poems, but when he has to, he can still copy them.

After all, what is a time-traveling dog who can't copy poems? Isn't that basic practice?
At this moment, Yuchi Baolin slapped her thigh fiercely, "Why don't you go to Pingkangfang to buy an article?"

"It's good, but it's a bit expensive. I only pay a monthly fee. I can't afford it, I can't afford it."

"That's right, those poor people in Pingkangfang are poor, their poems are not very good, their asking prices are high, and they bully us and don't know how to write their own."

Li Mu's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Dalang, Sanlang, what did you just say? Can poetry be sold for money?"

"Yes brother, for an ordinary poem, the asking price is usually not lower than Yiguan, and if it is above the standard, at least ten Guan."

"What if it's super standard?"

"Brother, you are joking, if it is a super-standard poem, who will sell it, I will definitely use it to make a scroll!"

The investment bank roll is similar to submitting a resume, all for the purpose of getting a satisfactory position.

It's just that the investment banking papers are for civil servants.

It doesn't mean that you can become a civil servant directly, but it is just a stepping stone to prove that you have talent.

If you are lucky enough to be spotted by a big boss and make a py deal for you in private, then you will take off.

Li Mu doesn't care about the issue of whether the papers are good or not. It's only a matter of time before he becomes an official.

But the point is, he didn't know that writing poetry could make so much money!
So what are you waiting for, I am full of talent and almost bursting out.

So Li Mu took Yuchi Baolin and Cheng Chubi, and the three rushed towards Pingkangfang.

Where is Pingkangfang?
To put it nicely, it is called the Land of Merry Yawze, but to put it badly, it is called the Red Light District.

What is the scale of the largest red light district in Chang'an City?Specific reference to a Guan.

There is only one street between Wubenfang and Pingkangfang, and the three of them soon came to the legendary place of romantic Yabuze.

"Is this Pingkangfang?" As a migrant worker, Li Mu asked curiously.

"Yeah brother, isn't it very lively?"

Li Mu glanced at it, it was not only lively, it was as crowded as dogs.

Those who got together to select candidates gathered together, eloquently giving pointers.

What is the candidate?
They are some scholars who have entered Beijing to gain fame and prepare to become civil servants.

These people have one thing in common, that is, most pockets are cleaner than their faces.

But I just like to play tricks here.

As for why you like to play tricks here?
To put it bluntly, these are the people!Want money but have no money, want power but have no power, but want to prostitute for nothing, so what should I do?I can only rely on the few ounces of ink in my stomach!
So every day I have nothing to do, I write a few sour poems to pretend to be aggressive. I clearly want to be an official in my dreams, but I write about having no intention of official career and indifferent to fame and fortune.

What the hell are you not interested in official career, indifferent to fame and fortune, why are you staying in Chang'an?Hurry up and pack up your things and go back to your hometown!

But sometimes if you pretend to be good, you can indeed spend a few spring nights in vain.

Because it is true that some young ladies like this tune.

Once a young lady thinks that you are a good pretender, not only can you prostitute for nothing, but even give you some gold and silver treasures!

Maybe the whole person will give you away for nothing, as they say in the industry, a talented man deserves a beautiful woman.

Therefore, in the Tang Dynasty, writing poems to pretend to be forceful was a very noble and fashionable art career.

The three Li Mu each rode a white horse, and slowly entered from the north gate of Pingkangfang.

"Brother, these little ladies are wearing very little clothes, aren't they cold?"

After all, this dude is only 12 years old.

Although Li Mu is also 12 years old, but!He is not 12 years old deep in his soul, so he behaved fairly calmly.

In contrast, Yuchi Baolin is an old driver.

puff!
Li Mu spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

You are only 18 years old, okay?

(End of this chapter)