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

Chapter 389 Awesome, Xia Daosheng
When this news reached the ears of the Crown Prince, he was so happy that he almost burst into laughter, because after he had assigned the task to Xia Lin, he realized that this involved the core interests of many parties. The aristocratic families would probably not let it go, and the military generals group would probably also have many dissatisfactions.

But just a few days later, Xia Lin gave him a satisfactory answer.

No, it cannot be said to be satisfactory but perfect. This is simply the perfect answer.

The aristocratic families will not regard this as a threat. Firstly, they are cooperating with the Imperial Academy. Secondly, there are not many people. Thirdly, there are no restrictions. Ordinary people can participate, and so can the children of aristocratic families.

The military generals would not regard this as a threat, because in their view this was just a small fight and had nothing to do with them. After all, it was just a selection of talents, not officials. The existence of the Imperial Academy meant that this place was an academy.

What could be wrong with opening a college in the capital?
The only surprising thing is that this academy is located in the royal garden. Even the prince finds this very strange, but if you think about it carefully, this arrangement is extremely ingenious. Xia Daosheng even took the initiative to allow the front half of the garden to be open to the public. If you think about it carefully, this not only reflects the prince's magnanimity and sharing of happiness with the people, but also reflects his frugality to the extreme. The garden and the academy are simply a match made in heaven.

Perfect, perfect, so perfect.

After learning everything, the prince could not wait to run to the "Humble Administrator's Garden" which was about to be completed. Although it was dusty inside, the schematic diagram outside was extremely pleasing to the eye. He couldn't help but think about how happy he would be if he could study politics in such a place.

What is even more valuable is that there are a group of literati and poets around me...

Don't underestimate this place, it is really a good place to go, and it is surrounded by bustling cities. It is prosperous when you go out and quiet when you come in. You can find peace in the midst of movement and quiet in the midst of chaos.

Good, good, that is really a great kindness.

However, when he looked at it carefully, he felt that it must be very expensive, and he even worried about whether Xia Lin had enough funds.

But then he changed his mind and realized that he was the God of Wealth of the Wei Dynasty, so he should not be short of money.

"Your Highness." Jinlian beside him suddenly called out softly, "I like this place so much..."

The prince looked down at him and muttered in his heart, "You are talking nonsense, aren't you? I like it, how can you not like it?"

"My parents gave me life, and the Tao is my understanding." The prince smiled and shook his head, saying, "Ah, I almost missed out on such a pillar of talent back then."

"Oh? Your Highness hasn't told me yet."

Hearing Jinlian's words, the prince chuckled and said, "I have noticed that you are not interested in other things, but you are always very interested when talking about Xia Daosheng."

Jinlian's heart tightened, and she quickly laughed: "That's because your Highness always smiles when you mention him. I am naturally happy to see your Highness happy. If your Highness doesn't want to talk about it, then I won't mention it."

"Tell me, tell me. I will tell you from the day I met him."

There is no need to elaborate on how mysterious Xia Lin's story is. He was a village chief at the age of 16, and a powerful official at the age of 22. He built Fuliang, guarded Luoyang, and dealt with locust plagues and famines...

One thing after another was extremely thrilling along the way. Jinlian listened attentively and even exclaimed several times, especially when she heard that Xia Lin was imprisoned by Wang Shichong and nearly died, and how he checked the Li family in Luoyang City and defended Luoyang, and how he predicted the locust plague in advance and took in 200,000 victims.

Any one of them could have gone down in history, but he had experienced them all.

What's even more exaggerated is that Jinlian only learned today from the Crown Prince that the poems about longing and love that the girls in the romantic world loved the most were all written by Xia Daosheng.

Even her favorite poem, "The bright moon rises over the sea, and we are all at this moment together across the world," was written by Xia Daosheng, not to mention that she burst into tears when she saw Dream of the Red Chamber, and she felt like Lin Daiyu, whose family had fallen on hard times...

And this was also written by Xia Daosheng.

"That's not right, Your Highness. This Red Mansion was clearly written by Shu Ren."

"Xia Daosheng's given name is Yilin, and his alias is Shuren."

"I see." Jinlian took a deep breath: "He is really amazing..."

"Of course he's amazing. Do you want to go and play with him?"

Jinlian waved her hands repeatedly: "Master Xia may be very worried right now, so please don't disturb him."

"You're still thoughtful."

At this moment, Xia Lin was actually very anxious, because today was the fifth day of his competition with Lao Zhang.

On the first day of the meatball eating competition, Lao Zhang completely defeated Xia Lin.

The next day, after drinking water and wine, Lao Zhang vomited and became unconscious, Xia Lin avenged himself.

The third day was a cooking competition. No dog would eat what Xia Lin made, but Lao Zhang’s cooking skills were quite good, and the score between the two was 1:2.

The fourth day of the competition was about writing anti-poems, to see who could write the fastest anti-poem. Lao Zhang and Xia Lin were evenly matched, but in the end Xia Lin won because he copied the line "Waiting for the wind and clouds to gather, soaring to the sky and set the fate of the world".

However, there was definitely no paper version of their poems left behind, as they just digested them by the river.

The fifth day's game is about match point. Now the two are tied at 2-2. This round will decide the outcome. The loser has to call the winner "daddy". It's a real father-son game.

"One of you is an important official in the court, a world-famous talent. The other is a newcomer in the court, a leader of the younger generation. You are playing this kind of thing here. Don't let it get out, or I will be embarrassed for you."

The person who spoke was Lao Zhang's future wife, Wu Ning, the daughter of the Changsha County Magistrate.

At this moment, she saw Xia Lin and Lao Zhang standing at the table, holding poker cards in their hands and playing a life-and-death game. "I still have six cards, and you still have seventeen. Let's see how you kill me!" Lao Zhang laughed loudly: "Today, you have to call me daddy."

"Oh, let's open champagne at halftime, right?" Xia Lin threw out three threes: "Three plus two, twelve left!"

"Royal bomb! Report four!"

Xia Lin sneered: "If you don't have a bomb in your hand, you're dead."

Lao Zhang rolled up his sleeves and said, "One against two, I wonder if you can handle it!"

At this tense moment of decisive victory, Xia Lin's personal bodyguard Luo Shixin suddenly jumped over the wall and said, "Sir, there's a fight at the construction site! It's a big deal, go and take a look, I'm afraid someone might die."

Xia Lin cursed, put the cards on the table, and rushed out without even saying hello.

When Lao Zhang saw him leaving, he opened his cards with a smirk and found that the twelve cards he had left were actually a terrible hand.

"Hey! Kid, cheat!"

But this was not Xia Lin's cheating. Although he was ready to cheat, this was true.

When he arrived at the new city construction site, the two groups had already formed their positions and were ready to charge. Xia Lin stopped the conflict between the two sides by whipping them with a whip.

"You want to die? What's going on? Tell me about it."

Xia Lin got off his horse, walked up to the two foremen and whipped them each: "Speak!"

The two foremen obviously looked down on each other. After glaring at each other fiercely, one of them said, "It rained today, and our progress was delayed a bit. They came up to us and questioned us, saying that we delayed their construction period. I said there was nothing we could do about the rain, but they refused to give in, and even said that if we couldn't finish the work, we had to get out, and they would take over this piece."

Another foreman shouted unconvincedly, "Is this the first or second time you have done this? Whose brothers don't want to eat? You delayed the work, you extended the time, who will compensate our brothers? If you don't have the ability, don't take the job, you useless thing."

"You curse again!"

Xia Lin glared and shouted, "Shut up!"

There are nearly 20,000 people in the two work groups on both sides of the construction site. If a fight breaks out, it would even be comparable to a small-scale rebellion.

"This is the Imperial City. You all don't want to live anymore, right?"

Xia Lin turned around and asked, "Where's the supervisor? Come here, supervisor!"

After a while, several drunk supervisors came running over. When Xia Lin saw their appearance, he knew that they must have left their post and gone out to drink.

At that moment, Xia Lin's anger bar was full. He looked at the drunken supervisors and sneered, "Take them out and behead them."

As soon as the word "behead" was uttered, the eyes of several people who were still drunk immediately became clear, but Xia Lin didn't care about that. Even though they begged for mercy and shouted, he still asked Luo Shixin to behead them.

Not long after, the bloody heads were hung on the rack outside the construction site. Xia Lin pointed at the heads and said, "Today's incident was caused by the supervisor's inaction, but if there is a next time..."

He didn't finish his words, but just glanced at the two foremen. The foremen, who were originally furious, turned pale and quickly knelt at Xia Lin's feet, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Work hard, you don't have to worry about the wages. How can you lose out by following me? You are a bunch of idiots."

After saying that, he turned around and left. At this moment, Luo Shixin stepped forward and whispered, "Sir, these are all people from the Ministry of Works..."

"Yes, I would have forgotten if you hadn't told me."

The next morning, the Ministry of Works was originally planning to file a complaint against Xia Lin for killing their people, but who knew that as soon as the court opened, Xia Lin simply bypassed the formalities and walked in from outside the hall, put the heads of those supervisors in a net bag and threw them to the ground.

"Your Highness, I came to the palace rashly to cause trouble for the Ministry of Works."

Xia Lin started from zero frame, which surprised the Ministry of Industry.

The prince was also bewildered: "This is..."

Xia Lin stood in front of the hall and pointed at everyone in the Ministry of Works and started to curse. He was a good talker and with the bandit spirit in his body, he cursed a bunch of people in the Ministry of Works until they were red in the face.

At this moment, he changed the subject: "These supervisors from the Ministry of Works neglected their duties and almost caused a fight involving tens of thousands of people at the construction site. I want to ask, if such a big thing really happened, who would bear the responsibility!"

"I am not from the imperial court. I came from the military. I only know that this is how the matter is handled in the military. I have finished speaking. If you are angry, come to me. I am responsible for my own actions. If you want to kill me or cut me up, I will never frown!"

His Highness was also very annoyed by what he said. The Minister of Industry was now surnamed Han, and he was considered an old man in the court. But His Highness did not give him face at this time: "Minister Han!"

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty is here..." Han Shangshu took a step forward, trembling. "What Lord Xia said makes sense...but killing the supervisor without authorization, this...this..."

Zeng Ming spoke up at this moment: "I have heard about this this morning, and the censors have reported it. I think that although Xia Daosheng's actions were quite radical, if he had not handled it properly, it would have caused a disaster. I think that all departments should tighten their strings. If they are so lax, I am afraid that I will follow the example of Lord Xia and pick up the knife to kill people."

(End of this chapter)