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Just by looking at this aura from far away, one could tell that he was either rich or noble.

As for the little gongzi on the right, his body wasn't fully built yet. He stood beside the tall and big man, looking especially adorable, exceptionally fair, with a jade-like pink face and a smile that was the opposite of the tall and handsome man. His body was brimming with spirit energy, and his delicate features made one want to get close to him.

The two of them seemed to be brothers, not masters and servants, because behind them were two elegant maids and two swordsmen.

Moreover, the two young masters in front of him were actually holding hands …

If he wasn't a blood brother, then it could only be said that the handsome man on the left must have had a hanky-panky.

"Big brother, can I eat this?" Ling Tian Qing took the initiative to hold Ling Xin Lian's hand, pointing at the sweet man not far away.

Under the sunlight, the sugar pinch was crystal clear, as if it was very, very delicious.

Ling Xuanxin gave her a quick glance, but did not say anything. He directly pulled her away from the candy man's stall.

Even if the food outside wasn't poisonous, there wouldn't be any benefits from eating it.

"Big Brother, can I see that?" Ling Qing pouted. She had been so stingy and stingy with her posthumous brother.

Ling Jin met her pointing to a small painting book and a few poems, but he still did not say a word and continued to drag her forward.

"Big brother, I want this …"

"Big brother, buy that one for me …"

Along the way, the clear and melodious sounds of begging could be heard incessantly. However, the legendary "brother" never uttered a single word from the beginning till the end. He also did not agree to any of her requests.

"So it's brother."

"Tsk tsk, I wonder which family is so fortunate to have given birth to such a pair of children. It's a pity that big brother is a mute …"

"He seems to be deaf …"

"No, a miser. Pity that little brother, if you want to give nothing, sigh! If only that young man were my son. He's so cute. "

After a few people passed by, they looked at the two people in silence and started to discuss with each other softly.

"Big brother, there's no way you can investigate the affairs of the people like that." Finally, Ling Qing stood on a stone bridge and released his hand, grumbling in a depressed manner.

No one was around, so Ling Zui knocked on her head with a warning, "Don't speak nonsense."

"You just walk around for a bit. Do you know how hard life for the people is?" Ling Qing pouted and sighed, "As leaders, you like to take forms …"

"Don't tell me you want to go door to door?" Ling Jingjing shook his head. The world was vast, and if he were to investigate the affairs of the people like this, he would not be able to return to the capital for the next eight to ten years.

"Don't you know about sampling?" Ling Tianqing was lying on the stone bridge, holding her head and asking.

"Sample investigation?" Of course I know how to conduct random checks.

"Tell me, what do you want to know? The people's income, or GDP … " Ling Tian Qing asked passionately as if he had forgotten what had happened last night.

"What's GPD?" Ling Xuanxin interrupted her.

"That's right …" You wouldn't understand even if I told you. " Ling Tian let out a sigh as he said faintly, "I really want to eat candy men."

"Those filthy things, aren't they afraid of being poisoned after eating them!" Ling Xiang frowned, disliking what this girl said he did not understand.

"Then I want to buy two books …" Ling Tian Qing sighed again as he turned his head to look at the bright spring day under the bridge.

Ling Lingzhi's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness as he retreated: "Only two books are allowed."

"Ling …" Big brother, you are so nice. " Ling Tian Qing did not expect him to back down. With a flash of light in his eyes, he turned around and walked back.

Ling Xuexin rubbed his forehead. Only now did she realize how good he was?

However, the feeling of affirmation was not bad, even though he did not care about the praise from a little girl.

Standing in front of the painting stall with her hands folded, Ling Lingzhi stared coldly at Ling Tianqing as she flipped through the books and chatted with the young Elementary Scholar.

"..." So it turns out that little brother is selling calligraphy and paintings for a living. " Ling Tian Qing then put down the old books and walked over to the hanging calligraphy and paintings, inspecting them carefully, "Little brother seems to be learning the northern sect's Xuan Yi art, his calligraphy is light and heavy, he's a little thin, a little arrogant, and a little cold."

Ling Xuanxin was already feeling a bit impatient. He was very dissatisfied with the little queen for casually talking to the Elementary Scholar and acting like she was her best friend.

The scholar did not expect this young boy to be so knowledgeable in calligraphy and painting. His heart unconsciously became a bit more solemn. "Young Noble is right. It's a pity that this young one only learned a little, and sold out to study painstakingly, to write painters for someone else …"

"What's your name? Why didn't you take the test?" Ling Tian Qing cut the Elementary Scholar off with a rude remark as he sized up the painting he had written.

This scholar was quite talented. His lyrics were beautiful and his painting style was rugged. Compared to the other Elementary Scholars, he was many times better.

This was especially true when compared to the dogshit poems of Zhang Ben who had caused her to suffer a setback. This Elementary Scholar was Ling Mu's reincarnation.

"My surname is Ling, my name is Yue Huang, I do not know this, but all the students who participated in last year's exam encountered the 'Dragon Gate Slash'. Now, the students are all thinking of selling some calligraphy and painting to raise some money." The Elementary Scholar spoke in an extremely secretive tone, but in his tone, it was as if he was lamenting over the lack of talent.

"The more yellow you are?" Ling Tian tilted his head and asked.

Uh, this … The poor scholar was silent for a moment before clearing his throat, "Ling Yuehuang."

"Oh, did you remember that, big brother?" Ling Tian Qing turned his head to look at Ling Lingcun and asked.

The so-called "Dragon Gate Slash" was the personal hall test conducted by Ling Zui to thoroughly investigate the relationship between the examinees and the bribes they bribed each other to take away.

The Heaven's Court's examination was held every two years. This Elementary Scholar had been wiped out due to various inside information, so when he said those words, it was filled with resentment.

However, after Ling Jin had met with severe punishment, the students began to look forward to next year's examination.

Seeing Ling Lingzhi not replying, Ling Qing asked while smiling, "Big brother, can I buy all of these calligraphy and paintings?"

Ling Jingjing glanced at the calligraphy and paintings, then at the old books on the table. Finally, he opened his mouth and said, "Only two books are allowed."

When the Elementary Scholar heard the words of this handsome and peerless young master, his voice was as warm and gentle as jade. Naturally, he was not ordinary and gave Ling Gao a second glance.

Ling Lingzhi also looked over. The moment their eyes met, the Elementary Scholar lowered his eyes and thought to himself: How could there be such a cold and detached gaze? It was as if his soul was cut into his body. No one dared to look directly at him.

Ling Tian's mouth twitched as he took out the two thickest books from the old ones. He didn't even look at the books as he said to Lan Yi, "Give me the money."

The Elementary Scholar felt that this young master was rather strange and did not seem like a man from the heavens. His voice had a strange tone to it, yet it was so warm that it made people feel close to him. It was completely different from the Eldest Young Master's cold tone.

Lan Yi took out two golden leaves that were an inch long and a centimeter thick from his sleeve and placed them on the table. Then, he picked up the two books and put them away.

"This... "Too many …" Ling Yuehuang looked at the two golden leaves and was stunned.

"It doesn't matter. In any case, some people have money. Just treat it as you hounding your way into the Royal City." Ling Tian stood behind the desk, picked up a pen and a paper, smilingly writing a few sentences on a personal letter. Then, he clapped his hands and walked to Ling Mei's side, waving his hand, "Little Yellow, farewell, see you in person."

The scholar stood under the calligraphy and painting, staring blankly at the group of immortals leaving. When he turned his head back, he saw two sentences written on the yellowed paper — Mo Yu had no friends, and everyone in the world knew who was king.

"I bet this Scholar Huang will be in the top three next year." Ling Qing said smilingly as he grabbed Ling Zui's sleeves.

"The high grade of painting doesn't mean that it knows how to work in the imperial court. What do you know?" Ling Jin indifferently said as he led her into another alley.

"People who only know how to write eight pieces of paper won't be able to rule a country." Ling Tian Qing retorted disdainfully.

However, it suddenly occurred to Ling Tian Qing that in the next year, there would be mountains and rivers, and no one knew whose mountains and rivers it would be …

She suddenly stopped smiling.

She had never thought that Wen Han would be more suitable to be its king than Ling Jin.

As they turned the corner, the street gradually stopped bustling as if they had entered the slums. Seeing Ling Xuanxuan walk past the poor and poor, Ling Tian Qing couldn't help but reevaluate the situation.

Was Ling Zui truly ruthless and merciless?

Ling Tian Qing kept asking Lan Yi for the silver and gold. When he saw the pitiful situation of a widowed woman and her child, he wanted to give them alms. However, he was stopped by Ling Xuanxin.

"Not even the treasury can afford such extravagance. There are too many poor people in this world to help them. "

Ling Jin looked coldly at the group of hungry and cold people. He finally understood why so many strong men would rather join the army or become bandits than cultivate and farm in the fields.

"It will at least alleviate their pain for a while." Ling Tian Qing frowned as he said, "Look at them, how can you be so heartless!"

Ling Xuanxin didn't want to argue with her, so he held her tightly and kept walking.

This was not the way to split money. If the officials here were clean and self-contained, how could something like this happen?

He was different from Ling Qing. Ling Qing had used a direct method to help them get out of poverty for the time being.

And he wanted these people to be free from poverty forever.

Ling Tian could not bear to see the pitiful person, but since Ling Zui ran into a situation where she was not allowed to give alms, she could only helplessly follow behind him, cursing Tyrant for being heartless in her heart.

Dust flew in the front as a line of soldiers rode their horses, shouting something non-stop as they whipped the hungry poor people.

It seemed that some kind of high official had come to inspect the place, so this poor street had to be thoroughly cleaned out, and these poor peasants and hungry people must not appear before the official's inspection.

That official was the Flower Speaker, right?

"Look, look at these people who are getting paid." Ling Tian then shook his hand. She had only seen scenes of people being trampled to death on television before. Now, she could truly see how domineering these soldiers were as she gnashed her teeth in hatred.

But in her heart, she began to understand why so many people were so infatuated with power, money and power.

If she were a man … Would he also want the mountains and rivers?

Ling Jinyi stared at the soldiers, and suddenly turned around, pulling Ling Tianqing along as she walked back, "They are following orders, if you feel sad, you can look at them."

How did Flower Speaker do things?

He could even get the officials of the prefectural government to send troops to clean up the streets!