51: C51 Shame on Showing off Your Wealth

C51 Shame on Showing off Your Wealth

The Heavenly Dao rewarded the diligent. This was something Yin Chengyun had always firmly believed in.

Apart from his hard work, Yin Chengyun knew that there was nothing else he could compare to Yin Chengfeng. Yin Chengfeng was extremely talented, and his mother favored the harem. His uncle held great power and commanded an army of millions to take charge of the imperial capital. He was conferred the title of shoulder-to-shoulder king.

It could be said that Yin Chengfeng had already taken control of the time, the land, and the people.

Yin Chengyun waved his hand, and the guards left the study. Yin Chengyun started to study the poems he had collected. These were all the precious versions of the Confucianism Sect. Many of the classics were written by Lee Wenmo.

Therefore, Yin Chengyun believed that Lee Wenmo was his greatest hope.

Three days passed. The Imperial City was silent, solemn, and quiet. All the lanterns and decorations on the streets had disappeared, replaced by a scholarly and refined air.

The city gates opened, and the city guards went out ten miles to welcome them. On both sides of the main road, there were two bookkeepers sweeping the floor with brooms every ten meters, sweeping away the dust and stones on the ground.

They were afraid that these stones would bump Lee Wenmo under the wheels of Lee Wenmo's carriage.

The treatment could be said to be like that of an emperor.

However, no one felt that it was too much. Some people even felt that everything was a bit shabby. It should be ten miles of red carpet. Petals danced in the air, and the fragrance assailed the nose.

It was a cattle cart. A yellow cow was pulling a cart. The hair on the yellow cow's body was a little gray, and it looked extremely old.

As the cart moved forward, the wheels of the cart creaked. The two wheels swayed left and right. It felt as if they were going to be separated from the cart at any moment. This caused the people who came out to welcome it to feel their hearts beating rapidly.

The cart was a simple carriage frame.

The cart entered the imperial city.

"Old Li, take me as your disciple!"

"Elder Li, I am willing to be your disciple. Even if I am not your personal disciple, ordinary students will be satisfied!"

"Becoming Elder Li's disciple is my lifelong wish. I hope Elder Li can fulfill it!"

"Elder Li's literary talent is outstanding. He is the best in the world. I hope Elder Li can give me some pointers!"

The moment the bull carriage entered the city, the onlookers broke through the fence and surrounded Lee Wenmo's bull carriage. They raised their hands and shouted loudly, waving the poem they had written in their hands.

All kinds of flattery, all kinds of flattery!

The crowd surrounded Lee Wenmo's cart. It could be said that it was impenetrable. The crowd was almost standing on each other's feet.

"Is it that exaggerated?"

Liang Yiyi looked at the street from the window of the restaurant and said disapprovingly. This was too exaggerated. She was going crazy from worshipping.

"Lee Wenmo is a great man in this world! He is also the successor of Daolord Sanshu. This treatment and courtesy is reasonable!" old servant wasn't surprised or surprised at all. It was as if everything in front of him was a normal thing.

Xiao Chen, on the other hand, looked at the cart without saying a word. The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and his eyes were sparkling with a smile.

"Everyone, please listen to me!" The driver stood on the cart helplessly. "I am Zimo, the son of Old Li. My teacher needs to rest after working hard on the cart. Tomorrow, you can come to my place and ask my master for advice. Is that okay?"

The driver bowed with both hands. He had a respectful smile on his face.

He looked elegant and elegant without a doubt.

"Are you Senior Brother Zimo? It is said that Elder Li is the student who is most proud of himself. Although he is young, he has obtained the essence of Elder Li's literature!"

"So it is Senior Brother Zimo. We are honored!"

Hearing this person's name, the crowd no longer became noisy. They all took a step back and bowed.

Zimo was a genius of the Confucianism Sect. Among the hundred disciples of Lee Wenmo, Zimo had the most outstanding talent and the highest comprehension ability. Although he had only entered the sect for a short period of time, he had managed to learn a few of Lee Wenmo's true skills.

Zimo was very famous in the Nine-Feet Dynasty. It was said that the Nine-Feet Dynasty had requested Zimo to become an official in the dynasty three times. However, it was not Zimo who refused.

Zimo's answer was that he was pursuing the path of Confucianism and the path of Confucianism. If he became an official in the court, he would be restricted. Most importantly, he wanted to stay by Lee Wenmo's side and learn more.

The sea of knowledge was boundless, so one should be diligent.

"How are you guys doing?" Zimo looked at everyone and asked with a smile.

"Since Senior Brother Zimo has said so, we will continue to make trouble for no reason. It will be an insult to our culture. We should go back and rest. We will visit Elder Lee tomorrow."

"That's perfect!"

Soon, everyone quietly dispersed. They were afraid that they would disturb Lee Wenmo's rest if they stayed for a while longer. This was a great disrespect.

"Young Master, what do you think?"

"Sour!" Xiao Chen went back to his room to cultivate. After a night, he was woken up by Liang Yiyi.

"Young master, how about we go look for Lee Wenmo today? I want to see the face of the world's great Confucianism!" Liang Yiyi said with a smile.

"I think you want to watch the show!" Xiao Chen patted Liang Yiyi's head and helplessly shook his head. He followed Liang Yiyi out of the restaurant and came to the place where they were staying. Xiao Chen and Liang Yiyi were instantly stunned. What was this? A one-word long snake formation?

From the entrance of the place where they were staying, they lined up to the other end of the street.

All of them had expressions of worship and seriousness, as if they were making a pilgrimage.

"I wonder if this Elder Li of mine will like it?" One of them took out a scroll from his Storage Ring. "This is the Autumn Water Plum Painting. I spent a large sum of money to buy it from Treasure Tower!"

Hearing Treasure Tower, Liang Yiyi shrugged with an innocent look. Treasure Tower Trading Company was spread all over the continent. How could she manage it alone? How could she know?

"Brother, you still have to give up on this! Someone in front had already taken out a map of the country and the land. That was called absolute. "His words raised his thumb. His eyes were full of envy and jealousy. Mountains rose and fell, rivers meandered, and the appearance of the land was as if he was in it! Even Elder Li did not take a look at such a painting."

Speaking of this, this person seemed to be gloating.

Next! "

Soon, a loud shout came from the front, and everyone took a small step forward.

"Enameled Golden Brush, what a huge amount of money!" Everyone saw a golden light in front of them. One of them opened the box, and inside was an enameled Golden Brush flickering with golden light.

The brush was carved with a dragon diagram, and the dragon eyes were inlaid with gemstones. It was extremely lifelike, truly a world shocking supreme being.

"Could this be it?"

"That's right. This is the enamel gold brush that Dao Monarch Fallen Brush used when he was young. I didn't expect that someone would actually take it out!"

"Is such a precious item really worth it?"

Some people began to feel a little puzzled. They had gotten the recognition of Lee Wenmo. Maybe you'll get a pointer and call yourself Mr. Lee, but it's a very precious gift.

Looking at the enamel gold pen, some of the people in the queue had already put away the gift in their hands and silently turned around to leave.

The enamel gold pen had already appeared, so what was the point of him going over? Wasn't he being looked down upon and mocked by others? Xiao Chen also felt that it was funny when he saw it. It was really unbelievable that the enamel gold pen was taken out.

Zimo was also a little stunned when he saw the enamel golden pen. Dao Monarch Falling Brush was a Dao Monarch of the Confucianism Sect, which was why the Confucianism Sect had always taken a liking to Dao Monarch Falling Brush's things.

"Let's go in!"

The man put down the enamel golden pen and entered the courtyard. A moment later, he walked out. He was brimming with energy, and his face was glowing red. His eyes were shining brightly.

"Hey, what did you say in here?"

"Who knows!"

Everyone became even more curious when they saw the glowing face of this person. It was as if he had been reborn.

"Third Prince has arrived!"

Just as everyone was lining up, a voice was heard. Everyone turned to look, only to see a person leading a guard. He was riding a dragon-blood demonic beast. He wore a python robe and embroidered clothes. He had a jade crown and his hair was tied up. He looked very heroic.

"Third Prince is here too!"

"I heard that Third Prince has only learned how to be outstanding. Entering the courtyard is probably an extremely simple matter!" Someone said. In the Nine Feet Dynasty, Third Prince was a perfect figure.

"Senior brother Zimo!"

Third Prince came to the entrance of the courtyard. Everyone politely made way for him.

"Brother Chengfeng! It was as if they had seen each other every few years since they parted that day! Brother Chengfeng's heroic spirit was growing stronger and stronger!"

"Senior Brother Zimo is too polite! Your literary talent is outstanding. I should learn from you. " The two of them exchanged some small talk. From their conversation, everyone could tell that Yin Chengfeng and Zimo knew each other, and they were good friends.

"As expected of Third Prince, to be able to befriend Senior Brother Zimo!" Everyone looked at Third Prince enviously.

"Pardon me for coming here and preparing a few things!" Third Prince waved his hand and the guards behind him stepped forward. The ten of them were all holding a rectangular box in their hands.

It was three feet long, one foot wide, and about half a foot tall.

"Open it!" Du Qi, who was beside Third Prince, gave the order. The ten of them opened it one after another. In an instant, the surroundings were silent. Everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them. They were completely stunned.

After a long time, everyone looked at the thing in their hands and smashed it into pieces.

This was truly a human competition. Comparisons could be thrown away. Their items were comparable to what Third Prince had brought. It was like the difference between heaven and earth. Not even their enamel pens were as good as theirs.

"Good treasure!"

Even old servant, who was standing beside Xiao Chen, nodded and exclaimed. This Third Prince really had tremendous power and influence in the Nine-Feet Empire. He could even take out such a thing.

"Black Feather Ink, Holy Heavenly Paper, Jade Dragon Brush, Jade Blood Ink, Exquisite Wood Suppress Ruler, Cold Jade Brush, Black Iron Brush..." Each of the ten items was a peerless treasure.

It was not an exaggeration to say that they were here to show off their wealth. Third Prince was not here to offer gifts. He was here to kill everyone. With Third Prince's help, no one would dare to take out a treasure.

Zimo smiled. Third Prince nodded and entered the courtyard. Soon, Third Prince walked out with a smile on his face, as if he had gotten a satisfactory answer.

"The Crown Prince is here too!"

Soon, someone saw Yin Chengyun walking over as well. Compared to Third Prince, Yin Chengfeng looked a little shabby. There was only one follower behind him.

He was dressed very simply. If not for the fact that he already knew Yin Chengyun's identity. At first glance he did not seem to be the Crown Prince.

"Your Highness!"

Third Prince stepped forward and bowed. Although the two of them were rivals, the Crown Prince was still the Crown Prince. The distinction of respect and inferiority could not be messed up. Even if Third Prince was extremely reluctant, he still needed to bow.

"Third brother, please don't stand on ceremony!" Yin Chengyun smiled and said, "I heard that third brother has entered the courtyard. Congratulations!"

"I am terrified!" Third Prince took a step back. He couldn't afford the Crown Prince's gift. If he accepted the gift, he would have no respect for his elders today.0

Third Prince stepped back, but Yin Chengyun didn't continue to push him. He turned around and looked at Xiao Chen. "Greetings, young master!"

"Yes!"

Xiao Chen nodded slightly as a greeting to Yin Chengyun. Everyone was shocked when they saw the scene in front of them. Who was this man? Even the Crown Prince called him 'young master'? Moreover, he sounded very reluctant. It was as if he was casually dealing with it.

Everyone began to suspect Xiao Chen's identity. There weren't many people who could ignore the Crown Prince like this in Imperial City.

"Crown Prince!"

Zimo stepped forward and bowed.

"Hello, Zimo's Fellow Daoist!" Yin Chengyun called him Fellow Daoist and Third Prince called him senior. The difference between them was obvious.

"Today, I will send you four poems!" The Crown Prince took out the prepared gift from his interspatial Storage Ring.

Everyone was instantly disappointed when they saw it. They thought it was some kind of peerless treasure, but they did not expect it to not be framed. Looking at the paper and ink, it was likely that the Crown Prince had personally written it last night.

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