The capital of the Tang Dynasty.

This is also the most powerful country in the world, and it is also the only empire that is not afraid of the glory of Xiling Temple and Haotian God.

Here is the second floor of the academy.

Because there is a Master here.

Entering Chang'an City, crossing Zhuque Street, and then walking into Lin 47th Lane, a street of shops, and soon, an old pen shop came into view.

"Who wakes up from a big dream first? I know it all my life. I sleep well in the spring in the thatched cottage, and the sun gets late outside the window."

"Red beans grow in the south, and when spring comes, they sprout a few...

."

"When are the spring flowers and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past... I ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward."

"Good poems, good words, and a good thin gold style."

"That's you."

What Ye Wuque's mind was looking at at this time was the only young man taking a nap in a shop. The young man was fifteen or sixteen years old, and a younger girl who was younger than him and had a dark skin was standing on tiptoes.

, handle and clean the whole house gently.

These are all money!

It’s all the young master’s hard work, and every calligraphy and painting is priceless.

Ye Wuque chuckled and said: "Ning Que, Ning Que, you are lucky too. You let me see these calligraphy and paintings, and the poems and lyrics on these calligraphy and paintings. They are so kind. It doesn't matter. Rather than taking advantage of others, why not?"

It’s better to choose a fellow countryman.”

In his sleep, Ning Que faintly heard someone calling him.

He turned over.

The main god's life card is being activated...Host: Ning Que...Luck value:...Meets the binding requirements...】

Ding! The strongest god sacrifice system is successfully bound.]

The main task is being generated...】

....

Ning Que was worried, so he stretched himself and got up from the couch.

It also alerted the little maid Sangsang who was cleaning nearby.

"Master, you're awake."

"Master, do you want to wash your face first?"

"Master, are you going to practice calligraphy later!? Otherwise, let Sangsang and I grind the ink for you!?"

Practicing calligraphy is all money.

Sangsang, who is obsessed with small money, has never cared about making money.

It's a pity that today's young master seems to have no intention of practicing calligraphy. Ning Que grabbed a robe and put it on himself, and stretched out his hand to scratch Sangsang's little nose to hide his worries: "Your young master, I have nothing to do today.
Chapter completed!