Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 323: The Dream is Hard to Come True

Including Xia Lin, there were more than twenty people by the river. At first, they were just roasting taro, but after Xia Lin came, they had meat and chicken to roast. So these furry kids were happy to take Xia Lin out to play, and they would always give him some strange things.

These include but are not limited to good-looking toads, bird eggs found in the mountains, snakes and some strange plants that have never been seen before.

Li Shimin watched for a long time and heard what the children talked about while they were waiting for the roasted food to be cooked. He probably understood why Xia Lin said that his fire had been planted.

There are many children who talk about saving the world, but there are very few who argue over a few taxes.

Methods, all they learned were methods, how to deal with all the small and big problems and loopholes in a region or even a country from the smallest details. A nine-year-old child could discuss the strategies of the Northern Expedition and the Western Expedition. Although it sounded idealistic and naive, he was only nine years old.

The thirteen-year-old boy sat there hugging his knees, watching the water rolling eastward, his heart full of emotion. Li Shimin thought he was normal, and seeing his sad face, he must have thought it was because of the exam or the girl.

But who knew that the young boy turned around and said to his companion: "I figured it out, it's the road! It's the road! If we can think of a fast and stable transportation method, the cost of the road will be reduced, and the road from the grain-rich area to the grain-poor area will not be so difficult to travel, and the grain will be cheaper. If the people can eat stable food, wouldn't it be a peaceful world?"

"But you can't just think about it. Don't just talk about building roads through mountains and bridges over rivers."

The friend next to him stood up and pointed at the mountain across the river: "Ziyou, do you dare to design a bridge for this?"

"What's so difficult about this?"

"Huh? If you say it's not difficult, then it's not difficult? Hahaha, how did the teacher at the academy teach you? You have to be able to do what you think of. Just thinking without doing won't work."

Na Ziyou pursed his lips and said, "Give me some time, I will definitely be able to come up with a solution."

"In that case, you come up with a way to build a bridge, and I come up with a way to build a road. Then we can ask Lord Xia to judge whose method can be implemented."

Li Shimin was stunned by what he heard. He had seen too many young men worrying about the Four Books and Five Classics, but he had rarely seen a young man who was worried about how to build bridges and roads in the best way.

Hey... there are a lot of beautiful girls in Fuliang. Don’t pay attention to these things. Continuing the family line is the right thing to do.

And these two guys are not even the most exaggerated. There are even more exaggerated ones. There are two grown boys next to them, who are holding a kettle for boiling water. These two guys blocked the water inlet of the kettle with a hook, and then they were discussing something while looking at the spout of the kettle.

I leaned over to listen and heard them say, "Don't underestimate this heat, it's powerful. One day I'll make a completely sealed pot, fill it with water, light a fire underneath, and make the opening smaller. It will be stronger than an ox or a horse."

"You think a tiny pot can compare to an ox or a horse? I don't believe it."

"I'm already making the pot. I'll wait for my father to make it for me in a few days. Then I'll let you see it."

Whether he had seen it or not, Li Shimin had actually gained some insights. Although he did not understand it at all, he could vaguely feel a completely new model, and this model could even truly shake the foundation of the dynasty.

These are the sparks that Xia Lin mentioned. If this piece of land can preserve them well, then thirty years later, when they are in their prime, I wonder what kind of wild wave they will set off.

Thinking of this, Li Shimin was surprised. His son would soon come here. Doesn't that mean he would also become Xia Lin's spark?
Well, let it change, at least Cheng Qian can stay away from danger, that's enough. Could these things sever blood ties?
He came in mainly to say goodbye to Xia Lin. Although he didn't like him, it was not right for him to leave without saying goodbye.

At the moment, Xia Lin looked the most nonsensical. He was assigned to the young group, which was the group of children aged six or seven. At the moment, he was lying on the ground and blowing air into the earthen stove they had built. His hands and face were black, and he didn't look like a human at all.

Li Shimin stood beside him and looked at him sideways: "As a local official, you are so unkempt and so frivolous."

"Ah?" Xia Lin turned around and saw Li Shimin. "You're here just in time. Can you help me blow the stove? The wood these kids found is all wet. I'll go find some dry wood."

"You...I...how can I do this with you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, the fire will be out soon."

Xia Lin hurriedly got up to find some dry wood, and the task of blowing the fire naturally fell on Li Shimin. He looked down at the little radishes that were not even as tall as his waist, sighed helplessly, and leaned over to start blowing the fire.

"It's really wet wood."

Li Shimin blew for a while, but could only ensure that the fire would not go out, but it would not burn. Even a tough guy like him felt extremely uncomfortable under the smoke and fire.

However, after hard work and unanimous discussion among the brothers and sisters, Li Shimin was allowed to eat their taro.

You know what, the dirty and black man sitting by the river holding the hairy taro with the skin peeled and white steam coming out of it tasted really delicious, especially when the naughty kids next to him were eating it with relish, he thought it tasted even more delicious.

But in fact, he knew in his heart that this thing could not possibly be delicious. It tasted delicious only because he had smoked himself until his face was blackened by it, and he felt a sense of satisfaction when eating it.

"I will be going back tomorrow. My sister's health is in your hands."

"Hmm?" Xia Lin turned his head silently: "Brother, please speak more clearly. There is a child here."

Li Shimin's expression was very subtle. He smacked his lips and said, "I'm entrusting my sister to you... That's not right. Anyway, she'll probably need to stay here for a while to recover from her illness. You should take good care of her. She has an aloof personality and has never suffered any grievances. You should be patient with her."

"Don't make it sound like we're getting married soon, okay? Just go on your way and that's it." Xia Lin waved his hand: "If anyone pursues your sister, I'll beat him to death, okay?"

"Well... you don't have to beat her to death. If it's appropriate, it's fine. You know my sister is nearly 30 years old now. If she continues like this, she will probably become a laughing stock in the world."

"Let your sister hear her peeling your skin."

"I can't find it, I'm going back to Chang'an, hehe!"

The next morning, Li Shimin really left. Before dawn, he and the cavalry who came with him on fast horses galloped out of Fuliang County.

Maybe because he was not very sociable, he didn't even say hello to other people. Xia Lin was even still sleeping when he left.

Xia Lin learned the news only when Princess Pingyang told him when he went to visit her at the medical school. However, this was really in line with Li Shimin's style. He was such a man as quick as the wind. He never dragged his feet and left when he said he would.

Sitting in the ward, Xia Lin began to feed Princess Pingyang, but when he picked up the spoon, Princess Pingyang's expression was very strange.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Just tell me straight. What's wrong with you and your brother? One of you is offering me your wife and children, and the other is flirting with me. Sister, let's make a deal. It's okay to play around, but you don't have to be serious. I'm a married young man, and you're a divorced middle-aged woman. It's really not suitable."

Princess Pingyang just listened to him talking without interrupting him. When he finally finished, she asked, "Are you done?"

"Well, that's all. Please let the opposing debater speak."

"Okay." Princess Li glanced at Xia Lin's thigh and said, "You're sitting on my hand."

"sorry Sorry……"

Xia Lin quickly moved his butt away. Princess Li raised her eyelids and asked, "What did you say just now?" "Nothing. You probably heard it wrong. You have been suffering from qi and blood deficiency recently, and you are prone to hallucinations."

"I just heard about a middle-aged woman." Princess Li bit her lip and frowned: "Do you look down on me so much?"

"That's not what I meant. I just said it, and you just took it as a fart." Xia Lin blinked a few times: "Hey, by the way, when will your sister-in-law and nephew come?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Princess Li stretched her neck and took the food from Xia Lin's hand: "Get out."

"Hey! You can't be so petty, can you? I just said something casually, you must be sick."

"If you don't go out, do you want to sleep with me on the sickbed?"

Xia Lin had no choice but to walk out of the room with his hands behind his back. When he got outside, he happened to see Dong Niang busying herself in the hut. He went over to see that she was actually wiggling a severed finger. Xia Lin lost interest in touching it and just stood by and said to Dong Niang, "Do you think Princess Li is sick? I didn't do anything and she kicked me out."

"I wanted to chase you away when you stood next to me." Dong Niang put the severed finger under a microscope and observed it carefully: "Did you say something mean to her again?"

"No, I just said to her that she is middle-aged."

"Oh, then she didn't beat you because she couldn't get out of bed these days." Dong Niang turned around and looked at Xia Lin: "You are really annoying."

Xia Lin tilted his head and looked at Dong Niang. Dong Niang immediately switched to a defensive posture, but the next second Xia Lin said, "Dong Niang, when is your birthday?"

"I don't know." Dong Niang was still nervous: "Why are you asking this?"

"I don't mean anything else. I just wanted to celebrate your birthday. You've worked hard these days, and I was always away from home before, so I didn't have a chance to ask you in detail."

"Just pick a random date. I don't even remember my birthday." Dong Niang relaxed a little now: "I don't like celebrating my birthday. Why don't you change some money for me?"

She turned her back and continued to work, while Xia Lin took a step forward and gently patted Dong Niang's butt: "Little sister, some sense of ceremony is still necessary."

"Don't bother, it's not necessary."

Dong Niang said sternly, "It would be better if you bothered me less."

"That won't work." Xia Lin said as he moved closer: "How about this, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, invite Dr. Sun to have dinner with me tonight, and I'll give you a small gift."

"hand."

"My hands are useless." Xia Lin shook his head: "My hands are still useful."

"Take your hands away!"

"Remember to come tomorrow night and bring Dr. Sun with you. You can stay at my place for the night."

"No." Dong Niang replied coldly: "I know what you want to do, no."

"I'm not doing anything. I have to be on duty at the county government office tomorrow night. I want you to accompany Tang Bao and the others so that you won't be bored alone."

"Okay, let's go out."

Xia Lin responded, then leaned over to the back of Dong Niang's neck and took a deep breath: "Hmm~~ Dong Niang smells really good today. Did you use a new soap?"

"If you don't get out, I'll stab you to death."

After a round of flirting, Xia Lin finally walked out of the medical school. After walking a few steps, he saw Yuan Shoucheng. Judging from his appearance, he must have come to find Xia Lin specifically.

"Master Xia."

"Master Yuan, do you have something to ask me?"

Yuan Shoucheng looked back and said, "There is a teahouse not far ahead. I want to talk to Master Xia about Journey to the West."

Wow, we just arranged for Master Xuanzang to leave, and now here comes Yuan Shoucheng. All the key elements of Journey to the West are complete.

However, since he had invited her, Xia Lin naturally couldn't refuse, so she gladly accepted Yuan Shoucheng's invitation and went to the teahouse, where she had a cup of hot tea and some sweet pastries, which could help her dispel the sorrow of the cold winter.

"It is like this. I would like to ask Master Xia to co-author a Taoist book with me."

"How would I know that?" Xia Lin laughed at the time: "Why do you suddenly have such a request?"

Yuan Shoucheng pursed his lips and smiled, "In recent years, Buddhism has been very popular, while Taoism has been declining. However, I am not very knowledgeable. If I record my daily lessons, people will inevitably not understand me. That's why I decided to invite Master Xia."

Xia Lin picked up the teacup and took a sip, then another sip, and then a third sip.

After a long while, he finally said, "That's easy to say, but I'm afraid Master Yuan's meaning is not that simple, right?"

"Master Xia is overthinking. It's just for the sake of Taoist inheritance."

Xia Lin stroked his chin and said, "I see. This is not difficult, but it is quite time-consuming. I have been too busy these days. Does Taoist Yuan have any good ideas to help me solve this problem?"

Yuan Shoucheng laughed dryly twice and then coughed. He knew in his heart that Xia Lin was asking him for a favor.

Of course, as Prince Li said, Xia Daosheng is indeed a person who will not do anything without benefits.

However, he was prepared to pay the price before coming here. After all, he truly understood the truth that "Master Dao, you don't want your sect to be surpassed by the Buddhas, do you?"

So he smiled and said, "As monks, we can't do anything to help Lord Xia, but I have a close friend who is willing to donate 300,000 taels to help Lord Xia repair the road and bridge."

Xia Lin raised his eyebrows: "Who?"

"Dugu Han."

Xia Lin narrowed his eyes upon hearing the name, he immediately understood the ins and outs of this, the book publishing was fake, the top management family "Dugu" family, after lying dormant for decades, was finally coming out and taking sides.

Xia Lin's eyes rolled: "Three hundred thousand taels, that's a lot."

(End of this chapter)