Cultivate your sister’s immortals

“The young master didn’t go to the academy today.”

“Oh? Skipped class again? ”

“yes… Since that trip organized by Prince Wen Cheng, the young master who came back seemed to have changed as a person, became… Very weird. ”

“Sin and sin, if the master of the family knows about it, he should scold again, the young master is the direct eldest son of our Mo family, how can he be willing to fall like this.”

“When did the young master get up…”

“Hey! Two over there, has the yard been swept?! Get together and be lazy! ”

As the doorway of the courtyard, the butler in blue roared, and the two servants with brooms shrank their heads and returned to their posts to continue cleaning the fallen leaves.

Dead brown leaves flutter with the rise and fall of the broom, the bright but not sunny sunlight illuminates the entire courtyard, and the tall plane tree stands in the yard, and the leaves on it fall with the wind.

It was autumn again, standing on the hills and looking at the yellow patches, the farmers took out their sickles with smiles and walked into the harvest wheat fields, and the Dayi Dynasty once again entered the gratifying season of harvest.

On this day of national celebration, there is one exception.

Mo Yi was very unhappy, he wanted to die now.

Today is his first month here, and his three views have been completely subverted after crossing into this world. After detecting for a period of time, Mo also found that the world was in a period of war, and the level of civilization was in the Ming and Qing Dynasties before the crossing, and the entire continent was full of wolf smoke. He was in the powerful country of Yiguo, and the founding emperor of Yiguo was extremely wise, he understood that it is foolish to use precious metals such as silver and gold as currency, so he pioneered the use of credit money… Oh, it’s the paper money before Mo Yi crossed.

As if inspired by the founding emperor of Yiguo, all countries on the mainland began to circulate this new type of currency and build banks. For a time, money banks, financing cooperatives, loan shops… And so on, a series of things have sprung up.

Not only that, the royal family of Yiguo seemed to be blessed by a passing immortal, and after the death of the founding emperor, the more wise emperor, the emperor Yitai, implemented the whole of the ancients who have never come before! People! Teach! Educate! General! And!

Emperor Yi believes that if a country wants to produce talents, knowledge popularization is a must, and the teaching of knowledge cannot be pedantic! The Confucianism advocated by the founding emperor was listed as a minor course, and courses such as arithmetic, agriculture, articles, and strategy were written on the curriculum of all students. At the same time, there were also countless students who took textbooks while reading spring sleep without dawn and greeting the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the Emperor Yitai.

Following Empress Yi, Emperor Wu Yi, who advocated martial arts, took office, drafted a bill on the popularization of education in Yiguo on the first day, and directly introduced the bill under the strong dissuasion of the ministers!

At one time, the ministers felt that their majesty was crazy, this is the dragon chair is uncomfortable to sit on, so that the ass wants to roll off the stage?

In the era of feudal imperial power, high-ranking officials wished that the grass people under them were all pigs, and only knew how to cultivate the land and produce grain for the imperial power, but whenever one or two readers appeared, they would make the high-ranking officials itch their teeth with hatred, for fear that if they were not careful, a few aspiring pariahs would attempt to overthrow the imperial dynasty or something.

Now that the emperor has promoted the popularization of education, thousands of readers have been added to Yiguo, the serfs’ minds have been liberated, and the uncles who cultivate the land can also chant two sentences in their mouths to farm for the rise of Yiguo. Within a decade, Yi Guo had become the most powerful and domineering country among the neighboring countries.

The military, people’s livelihood, ideology, and comprehensively surpass neighboring countries, children have books to read, readers have doors to serve the country, and soldiers even throw their heads and shed blood for such a country.

Every common people of Yiguo is proud of being a Yiguo, even beggars look down on foreigners, Mo Yi feels that this is simply a copy of the Tang Dynasty, this emperor Laoer will not pass through like himself, right? So clear that the grassroots decide everything, and a strong people makes the country strong?

But in fact, these things are just small problems, Mo Yi initially thought that he loved to read or not in this ancient school, and the master talked about whether he should sleep or sleep, and it was also about his own whether the country died or not, but recently, he encountered a big event that was enough to make him skip class from the school at the risk of being beaten by a cheap father!

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The Mo family mansion is the most central courtyard.

It was a very wide courtyard, empty except for a dull plane tree and fallen leaves that had just been swept away. The appearance of this kind of explosive courtyard is an extremely absurd thing for the current powerful Mo family.

Not to mention that this courtyard is still built in the center of the Mo family’s direct courtyard! This is the direct blood family courtyard of the contemporary head of the Mo family! Every mansion here should be paved with gold bricks, decorated with jewelry, and even if the courtyard is not good, a fountain comparable to the Old Summer Palace should be built.

But there was nothing here, only a plane tree that was dying of old age and a sad Mo patriarch.

In the courtyard room, Mo Yi listlessly spread out a file on the table, on which was the list of Mo Jiading, the author of the hell wrote a good hand of crazy grass, and Mo Yi who saw it wanted to burn the scroll ghost drawing talisman with a fire. But he forced himself to take a deep breath and calm down. He had a reason for doing so, and it had to start three days ago.

Three days ago, three small things appeared in the Mo family at the same time, which were not a matter in everyone’s eyes, and three major things that were enough to turn the sky in Mo Yi’s eyes!

These three things correspond to three people.

A son of the broken clan who proposed to the Mo family and daughter and was rejected, a horse-raising boy who offended the chief steward and was kicked out of the Mo family, and a noble second young master who was turned into a vegetative person by Mo Yihaibian before he crossed over.

This kind of thing has become common in the Mo family of Nuoda, but in Mo Yi’s eyes… The Mo family stall is in trouble.

“Ah, hey, do you want this?” Mo Yi hammered the table in distress and gritted his teeth, “I just crossed over and wanted to go to see the Qinglou with my life, but I didn’t expect to spread this file immediately, God is going to kill me!” ”

In Mo Yi’s previous life, the three people corresponding to these three things were all standard waste materials against the sky… Oh, you haven’t heard? Have you heard the most famous saying in the online literary industry: “Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, do not bully the youth and poverty.” ”

Mo Yi is facing this kind of big crisis now, if he continues to let this situation go, if nothing else, the Mo family is waiting to be dismantled by these three guys wearing the aura of the protagonist.

Mo Yi pressed his temple and threw the scroll behind him, and behind him were mountains of scrolls, he had missed school for three days, and now he had to hide in this courtyard that had fallen into disrepair for many years, otherwise his own father in this life would have to tear him alive.

Mo Yi spread out a white piece of rice paper, he took out the pencil that he had instructed his carpenters to build before, pondered for a while, and Mo Yi wrote a few big words on the head of the rice paper: “The general outline of the plan for whether to die or live in the future, to become the proud son of heaven or to become salted fish”

Looking at this long string of turtle-like characters, Mo Yi was silent for a while, then tore off the rice paper, crumpled it into a ball and threw it behind him, and then spread out a white brand new rice paper again.

“How to survive in the hands of three hangers, online and so on, urgent.” 》

Looking at the new title, Mo Yi nodded silently, and then lay on the desk and began to write and draw on the rice paper.

The plane trees outside the window have been blown off a few leaves by the cold wind from the west, and this autumn is still very long.

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PS: The new book has been opened, but we have a set outline, so everyone is actively collecting and contributing flowers (laughs).

PS: The first chapter may be a little monotonous, but it will be wonderful after that.