The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Yin Wujiu didn't know what this place was, and he didn't know why he came here. He asked many people along the way, and they all said that he had never heard of the country he was talking about, so he felt like a fool. He was driven out like those workers.

Yin Wujiu raised his head, glanced at the dazzling sun in the sky, then lowered his head and touched his belly, which was showing a little shape, and fell into deep thought.

He remembered that it was autumn when he left Dashang, and the weather was already very cold, but now this place is very warm. From his understanding, he may have gone to a place far away from Dashang. ,Wen Jue once told him about geography that the further south you go, the warmer the weather will be, so he judged from this that he may be in a country in the south, so if he wants to return to Dashang, he should Let's go north.

Thinking of this, Yin Wujiu decided to go north.

Then he left for more than ten days.

When the weather is hot, if you don't take a shower for a day, your body will smell, not to mention that he has driven for so long in the wind, sun and rain.

That waterfall-like long hair was originally just oily, but later, because of poor food and drink, coupled with dust pollution, it became dirty, disheveled and dry, and stood on top of the head like a rotten chicken coop. , the exquisite dragon robe on his body was covered with dust and mud, and he could no longer see the original appearance clearly. The pair of Yunjin thread Yunjin boots on his feet also became tattered because of walking too much. The front toes were also exposed, and blood blisters formed on the soles of the feet, which were crushed and scabbed. After the scab fell off, another layer formed.

So far, the passers-by who came across him by chance have finally evolved from a good-looking fool to a stupid beggar with brain problems. I didn't want to talk to him anymore, so I almost rushed out holding my nose.

No one talked to him, so Yin Wujiu never had a chance to find out what kind of environment he was in now.

One month later, Yin Wujiu walked along the highway from the countryside to a bustling city.

That city was more prosperous than all the places he passed by, but standing on the road and looking at it from a distance, he felt like he had opened the door to a new world.

I was begging for two steamed buns in a small breakfast shop. Yin Wujiu sat on the curb and ate them. Because he ate too fast, he almost choked. He stopped and hit his chest hard. After a pass, he finally regained his strength.

Wiping the physiological saline that oozed out of his eyes, Yin Wujiu stared at the half steamed bun left in his hand, and thought with some self-mockery: He has changed from a little beggar to a ninety-five-year-old emperor, and from a The emperor became a beggar.

Fate really loves to make fun of him!

I came to this place inexplicably, and I have been away for so long, and I don't know what is going on in Chaozhong now?

Maybe Dashang Jiangshan has changed hands!

He didn't care about fame, wealth, or supreme imperial power, but that person spent most of his life and tried his best to push himself to that position, and he just "swung his hands" away, and he didn't know whether that person's hard work would ruin him. Once it's over, it's all in vain.

Before living in that place full of traces of tenderness, he felt painful, but now, it has nothing to do with him, Yin Wujiu's heart is as empty as if there is only a shell left.

He said he hated him and wanted to forget him, but in his heart, after all, he wanted to guard the things related to him.

The further Yin Wujiu went north, the weather didn't get colder, but instead became hotter, and according to the time calculation, it should be autumn now, this situation is obviously abnormal.

Thinking of this, Yin Wujiu finally realized that it was completely unknown whether he could go back to his own country after going on like this for no apparent reason, so Yin Wujiu decided to make some repairs in this place first, and find out the meaning of this place. Situation to make plans.

He found several shops and restaurants, hoping to get a job, earn some living expenses and travel expenses in the future, but every time he approached a shop, he was kicked out by the people inside, even if he was a good person Yes, at most, give him a few bites to eat before driving him out.

Yin Wujiu looked at his filthy appearance, then looked at those glamorous people, and realized that this was really not good for him, so he found a public toilet, got some water and washed his head and face , no soap locusts, and his dirty, lice-ridden hair didn't get much better after washing, but fortunately, his face was slightly visible.

Later, a small restaurant with a booming business finally let him in.

"I can keep you, but I have to try it out for three days first. If you do well, you will use it. If you don't do well, you will be embarrassed. My small shop can't afford idlers." Stew, while raising his eyes to look at him, said arrogantly, "What's your name?"

"Yin Wujiu." Yin Wujiu reported his name without any concealment. In this completely unfamiliar place, let alone anyone who knows who he is, even if there is, then he would be very happy, because if there is anyone If someone knew him, maybe he would be able to figure out what happened to him and find his way back.

The boss asked again: "Show me your ID card."

Yin Wujiu is a very smart person, otherwise it would be impossible to govern such a big country in an orderly manner and flourish. Judging from the tone of the boss, he guessed that what the other party said was probably equivalent to a document to prove his identity in his hometown. So he didn't foolishly ask the other party what it was, but lied: "I lost it."

The boss said: "If you lose it, go make it up."

Yin Wujiu guessed that he couldn't do it even if he wanted to, so he tried to persuade the boss to be lenient, but the boss' face immediately changed: "Who dares to accept it without an ID card? I don't know how much I will be fined if I get caught. What? Go for a walk and come back with your ID card."

Thus, the little light that Yin Wujiu saw just now was drowned out just like that.

He came out of the small restaurant a little discouraged, as if the gods wanted to echo his mood, a burst of rain fell down.

Yin Wujiu paused for a moment, and decided to wait for the rain to stop at the entrance of the restaurant before leaving. Not long after standing there, the fat boss came out to chase him away.

"I run a restaurant, whoever rushes in from your dirty station, hurry up, go somewhere else before it rains heavily."

If Yin Wujiu had followed his temper when he was a child, he would probably have yelled and cursed, but unfortunately he is no longer the ostentatious temperament he used to be, and he didn't want to argue with this person, so he walked into the rain silently.

It’s not long since summer, and it’s hot when the weather is sunny, but it’s still cold after being in the rain for a long time.

Yin Wujiu touched his lower abdomen subconsciously, and said: "You are a strong child, but if this continues, can you... hold on?

It is said that there is an autumn rain and a cold one, but after the rain, the weather here became hotter and hotter, Yin Wujiu walked under the sun, feeling like his feet were walking on hot iron plates.

He was hot, thirsty and tired, and his throat was almost smoky, and then, unconsciously in his mind, Wen Jue suddenly appeared in his life when he was still in the countryside many years ago, saving him from being almost destroyed by the scorching sun dying life.

He suddenly missed him like never before, and fantasized that he could appear again.

But when his mind was a little clearer, he completely dismissed the idea.

"I don't want to see you again, liar!" Yin Wujiu murmured in a low voice, and then seemed to lose all his strength, unable to take another step, he didn't care whether he was under the sun or not, just go straight He sat down on the side of the road.

Wen Jue rewinds his life once, and he didn't intend to take the road of revenge and torture. The only thing he did with the privilege of knowing the future was to persuade his father to have a medical examination, and his liver cancer was a few years earlier than before. Yue found out that it hadn't developed to an incurable advanced stage, so he had an operation in the hospital.

But whoever thought that the doctor said that there was no problem, then it suddenly deteriorated again.

Everything seems to be predestined, there is no escape, no escape, just like in the previous life, Wen Jue received the bad news on the same day as before, a few days later, the driver who came to pick him up in the previous life drove the same car as in the previous life car to pick him up for the funeral.

Looking at the car, Wen Jue thought sadly: Bad luck seemed to follow him from birth, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it.

This is his gentle fate.

Thinking like this, with a feeling of not wanting to resist, he stepped into the car that had been tampered with.

It stands to reason that there are many things that a person can do in his life, especially since he is still a man, he should never be depressed because of love, but when he thinks about it, it is not all this that brought down Wen Jue.

His mother died when he was born, and he lived with a broken heart. His father hated him. Later, he married a woman who was a femme fatale. She almost burned him to death. It was so easy to live a lifetime again. Man, I was busy and still didn't catch it.

If any of these things happened to an ordinary person, it would probably be unbearable, but Wen Jue still responded positively time and time again.

But no matter how strong he is, the number of times is too many to bear.

Now, he was really tired, and he didn't want to fight against this cursed fate anymore.

If he doesn't get in this car today, maybe tomorrow, fate will arrange for him a more cruel death!

At the beginning, he was half dead by the explosion, but the driver who was driving him was directly killed by the explosion, so the driver was also considered a poor victim.

So before reaching the section where the accident was about to happen, Wen Jue asked the driver to stop the car, intending to support him.