Li Yuezhu really didn't understand why Lin Xinghuai would not let go of anyone around her.

There were some timid people who were scared by him twice and did not even dare to speak to Li Yuezhu, which made Li Yuezhu puzzled.

"I told you two to stop arguing. Isn't this a holy land for literati? There are such beautiful scenery around. Instead of arguing from here, why not step up a few steps? Don't forget the purpose of our trip this time.

Purpose."

The two of them shut their mouths obediently.

The road up the mountain is indeed long, and it is not unreasonable for this group of literati to come here.

First, because the scenery here is indeed beautiful. Although there is no river here, it can be said to be beautiful.

The second reason is that there are not enough people here. Even though there are a few households, as long as it is a quiet place and there is no noisy environment, the literati are already very satisfied.

The three people climbed up hard.

Although it is said that it is easier to go up the mountain than to go down, the three of them were also very afraid of it.

"I didn't expect that these people with such weak bodies could actually climb up."

Lin Xinghuai couldn't help but complain.

Li Yuezhu didn't take it seriously. Most people regard being an official as more important than life.

The scenery along the road was also very beautiful. Li Yuezhu observed it while walking.

"There is no resting pavilion around here. It's freezing cold here."

"Okay, stop talking so much and just take a few steps forward."

Li Yuezhu was wearing milky white clothes, and she looked dignified. She also looked quite elegant.

There is only one way up the mountain, and most scholars and scholars see that although it is snowing today, there is no wind, so they will climb this mountain and go to the Eight Immortals Pavilion.

"There are quite a few people going up the mountain today."

Said an unfamiliar scholar.

"That's right! Some wealthy family must have held a gathering again."

Because enjoying the snow in the Baxian Pavilion is already a grand opportunity every year, although sometimes there are not many people because of the cold weather, most scholars still have hope.

"I've heard for a long time that Du Fu is going to hold a snow appreciation conference this year."

"Where did this news come from? Why didn't I hear about it?"

"It's not my ability to let you hear about it. I heard about it half a month ago, and then I found out about the rules of recruiting talents in Du Fu. This really made me famous.

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Climbing the mountain with Li Yuezhu were several down-and-out scholars. These scholars wore old and worn clothes. They obviously went up and down the mountain frequently and were very familiar with the mountain.

Li Yuezhu followed them obediently, just listening silently. He didn't know how these literati defined themselves. Since they were already indifferent to fame and fortune, why did they still ask for official resignation?

"Hey, Brother Bai, what do you think I did to you?"

"Whatever happens, let it be like that."

The brother named Bai obviously didn't buy it. Although the Czechs were going up the mountain, they still talked about it and it was full of interesting things.

"How could it be different? Didn't I send a fish to your family two days ago?"

"Bah! That's a fish you sent to me when my mother passed away the year before last." This man was obviously anxious and started to scold him: "You have been using your fish to talk about things in the past two years, and so am I.

I just ate a few fish from you, why have you been thinking about it for so many years?"

"Hey, I'm talking about Brother Bai, but you can't say that." That man seemed to have his own opinion: "As the saying goes, a drop of water should be repaid by a spring. What's more, I gave you a fish.

I don’t expect you to give me a piece of the ocean, but it’s really offensive for you to cover up some gossip so tightly.”

Several people started making noises without saying a word.

But it was obvious that the brother named Bai was defeated due to his low talk.

"Okay, okay, okay, sir, what you say is right, and what you say, mother-in-law, is right. I won't argue with you. We don't agree with each other. I'll take my leave."

Although Li Yuezhu was still traveling with a few people during the next journey, the atmosphere among them seemed much duller.

Lin Xinghuai was a talkative person. After getting off the carriage, the driver carried a lot of things on his back, including some small items that Li Yuezhu had prepared in advance.

"No wonder your little ancestor said that wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, but just two or three people can actually make a noise."

Lin Xinghuai said with some emotion.

"Aren't you and him two people too? We had a huge quarrel in the car before."

Lin Xinghuai was speechless and speechless, but he still followed Li Yuezhu shamelessly.

"Which of these two camps do you support?"

"Which camp? I haven't thought about this well. As they say, it's right for the public to speak to the public, and it's also reasonable for the mother-in-law to speak to the mother-in-law."

Lin Xinghuai was a little discouraged after hearing this: "Isn't it the same as if you didn't say anything?"

"When will you change your bad habits?" Li Yuezhu twisted Lin Xinghuai's ears. His ears were a little cold, probably because of the cold: "Sir, please don't interrupt casually."

"Hey, you little kid, who is the adult? I'm a head taller than you. I can lift you up with one hand. Don't make me angry, otherwise I'll have a bad temper."

Li Yuezhu just glanced at him lightly, ignored him, turned to Fu Chunqiu and said.

"Which one of these two camps do you think you support more?"

Several people are resting halfway now, because walking up to the Eight Immortals Pavilion is a unique experience, and in order to cultivate the high sentiments of the literati, carriages cannot go up the mountain.

So even the ancestor of the Heavenly King had to do it himself when going up the mountain.

Fu Chunqiu has always been grateful to Li Siyuan. If his mother gave him his first life, then this child would be the one who gave him his second life.

Fu Chunqiu respected him and admired him very much, especially the more he got to know him, the more he felt that this child was like a book, and a book full of strange things.

Li Siyuan is not a naughty child, nor is he an honest and well-behaved person, nor is he someone who likes to make trouble for his family.

On the contrary, according to Fu Chunqiu's understanding, Li Siyuan did not come from a wealthy family, but a farmer, and this child was so talented that he managed the shop business well in just one year.

Even though he knew that Fu Chunqiu now didn't know where Li Siyuan was going with the words they wrote, he even didn't know what Li Siyuan's plan was, and why he set up such a department?

But this time when he came back, Li Siyuan actually directly said that he wanted to find a shop in the capital. He didn't understand even more why he wanted to open a shop specifically for such a person who collects their calligraphy and paintings.

But Fu Chunqiu knew that there was definitely a reason why Li Siyuan succeeded so quickly, and it was definitely not as simple as luck.
Chapter completed!