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Chapter 185 Infinite scenery in the dangerous peak

This is a picture of Cangshan Mountain in twilight. Under the setting sun, a Confucian scholar in white robe stands on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance with his hands behind his back.

There are many green pines on the mountain, and there are clouds and mist below.

It was somewhat artistic, but Lin Qian didn't know much about painting, so he couldn't say it was good or bad.

But upon seeing the painting, a poem popped into his head.

Hearing Lin Qian's words, the young man also stopped collecting the paintings, but put the scrolls on the table. Those with sharp eyesight had already fetched pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and began to grind them.

Lin Qian was also polite, took out a brush, dipped it in ink, and raised his hand to write a poem on the painting.

[Looking at Jinsong in the twilight, flying through the chaotic clouds is still calm.

A fairy cave is born, and the infinite scenery is on the dangerous peak. 】

The description of the scenery in the first two sentences fits perfectly with the scenery of the painting, while the last two sentences are the protruding peaks, which makes everyone's heart shocked.

Using scenery to describe love is reasonable and unexpected, and the reason behind it is so profound that it is deafening.

Is this the heavenly poet?

A poem at random is already at this level!

Seeing this poem, everyone who had doubts at first no longer had doubts in their hearts, and the young scholar was even more ashamed. He was even worried that Lin Qian would not be able to write poems just now. This was really the greatest insult to the poet of heaven.

"A fairy cave is born, and the infinite scenery is on the dangerous peak!"

"Wonderful!"

On the side, the representatives of the sage family also saw this poem, and couldn't help but praised, "This is the same as Liu Wenzong's "You Baochan Mountain". At least few. The world’s magnificence, eccentricity, and extraordinary views often lie in danger and distance...there is a wonderful way of doing the same thing!"

"As expected of Lin Qian!"

"This kind of poetry can only be written by people with such a heart!"

Compared with the somewhat sensitive poem "Dead Water", this "Inscription on the Immortal Cave Painting" is obviously more popular with everyone, at least, it is suitable for everyone to discuss publicly.

"You all like the last two sentences, but I think the first and second sentences have a different meaning!"

"Looking at Jinsong in the dusk, flying through the chaotic clouds is still calm... This is not to say that the current situation is complicated and confusing, but can you be calm even in a dangerous situation?"

Hearing everyone's discussion, Lin Qian also blushed a little. He didn't know what everyone said. He just thought of this poem when he saw this painting. I don't know if the original author of the poem thought so A lot, anyway, he didn't think so much.

Well, but what everyone said is quite reasonable!
At this time, everyone saw that the second poem written by Lin Qian had already reached the second position of the stele of talent, completely squeezing Cui Wuji down. Everyone even had no doubt that if Lin Qian wrote more poems, Cui Wuji's The ranking has to go a little further.

This made the Confucian scholars who were worried about Lin Qian feel a little funny. In front of the real poet of heaven, Cui Wuji was nothing.

The second day of the Dagan Poetry Conference ended in such an atmosphere, but everyone knows that this time the Dagan Poetry Conference also ended with the end of today.

Lin Qian's deeds also spread throughout Chang'an with the Confucian scholars after the meeting. Even Lin Qian's previous poems and works have become the existence that the people of Chang'an talk about, and it is foreseeable that these news will center on Chang'an and spread quickly Spread throughout the big stem.

These haven't affected Lin Qian yet.

Back in the small courtyard, the little girl excitedly bought a lot of vegetables when she got the news, and it turned into a big table of vegetables on the table to welcome Lin Qian.

Of course, in the end, most of them were cheaper than Zhang Zehan, the fat guy.

"Why did you come to Chang'an?"

Lin Qian was also surprised to see Zhang Zehan in Chang'an.

"I should have known it a long time ago. I am a genius in business. It's a pity that Taoli Academy has delayed me. If I had discovered it ten years earlier, I might be rich by now."

Zhang Zehan, who was full, touched his stomach, said proudly with a satisfied face.

In short, their family's cloth business was doing very well in Changsha Mansion, so they decided to come to Chang'an for a venture. When they heard about the Dagan Poetry Fair, they went to join in the fun.

For Lin Qian's safe return, Lin Xinyun made no secret of her happiness, but her eldest brother Lin Zhen always seemed to be worried.

At night, at Haishi, the lights in Lin Qian's room were still on.

Suddenly there was a noise from the window, and a figure appeared in the room.

Lin Qian wasn't surprised. He was waiting for someone, but he didn't expect that the elder brother would choose to come in through the window...

"Zhen... grandpa is dead!"

Even without looking at his elder brother's face, Lin Qian could hear the complexity in his heart from his tone.

When their parents died, Lin Qian and Lin Xinyun were still very young, but the elder brother had already remembered. Judging from his performance over the years, Lin Zhen was full of hatred for Lin Zhan, the Lord of the Town who expelled his father from the family.

But why, changed the title now?
What made Lin Qian frown even more was, why did the eldest princess and elder brother both tell him about Duke Zhen's death?

Reminiscent of the words of the eldest princess, and myself being suddenly released from the prison of the Ministry of Justice.

At first, he thought it was because Yong'an took poison, the imperial doctors were helpless, forcing Emperor Qianyuan to release himself, but now he realized that the matter was not that simple.

"Go and offer incense to him!"

Lin Zhen was silent for a long time, and finally only said this sentence.

In fact, he didn't need to say much, Lin Qian also guessed that the death of Duke Zhen really had something to do with him.

But he couldn't figure out why the death of Lord Zhen Guo could change Emperor Qianyuan's mind. What secrets did he not know?

Lin Qian nodded without hesitation.

This time, both of them chose not to go through the main entrance, but chose to leave the small courtyard through the window, and went to the Zhen Guogong's mansion.

At this time, the night was dark, and even though the curfew was temporarily lifted because of Chang An, the Dagan Poetry Association, there were no people on the street at this time.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the Duke's Mansion in Chengxi Town.

At this time, there was nothing in the mansion, and the smell of burning paper money came from the mansion, which was a little pungent. The people who came to pay their respects had already come during the day, and now only the people of the Zhen Guogong mansion were left in the night. It seemed a little lonely.

When the two appeared at the gate of the mansion, the guards did not stop them and allowed them to enter the mansion, just like two young masters returning home.

When they walked to the mourning hall, a servant handed them three sticks of incense. Apparently, the Duke of Zhenguo had already greeted them in advance.

But until the two left, no one else came out to meet the two of them. I don't know whether it was because of resentment for Duke Zhen's death because of Lin Qian, or because they were worried that the two would come to fight for the family property.

The most important thing about Duke Zhen's family property is not just this house. The most precious thing is naturally the title of Duke of Zhen. This is a hereditary title of Duke. In fact, Lin Qian and Lin Zhen also inherited the title. qualified.

It wasn't until the two of them were about to leave Zhen Guogong's mansion that an old servant sent them away with a gratified smile.

Speechless all the way.

Lin Zhen was still in a state of entanglement. He had always believed that the reason why his father would die was because Zhen Guogong was too reluctant to protect his life.

But after this incident, let him understand that grandpa is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, so why didn't grandpa save his father back then?

Lin Qian was also very interested in this question.

……

"Li Ruhua is very clean. At least, based on the criminal evidence we have so far, it is far from enough to bring him down!"

The next day, in Wencheng Palace, the eldest princess shook her head regretfully, "In addition to the old party, the people behind them also took action. The old party's semi-sage Song Zhiwen stopped Changli Gong who wanted to intercede for you. If there was no surprise at the end I am afraid that the other variables will really let them succeed."

"Song Zhi asked?"

Hearing this name, countless familiar stories immediately popped up in Lin Qian's mind, such as killing his nephew to win a poem, recommending himself to Wu Zetian...

He suddenly had a new inspiration, and he hadn't written a biography for some days. Since everyone is already an enemy, there is no need to be polite, so he let this semi-sage to see what a literati's pen is!

"I want all the information on Li Ruhua."

The matter of Song Zhiwen can be put aside for now, and Lin Qian did not give up revenge on the Minister of the Household Department. Since he can't find a flaw in him, it may not be impossible to take the initiative to create a flaw for him. Now that he has shot Lin Qian , Lin Qian didn't care whether he was innocent or not.

"Chengnan Bieyuan?"

After spending an incense stick of time reading all of Li Ruhua's materials, Lin Qian muttered to himself.

The eldest princess shook her head, "It's useless. With his identity, it's not surprising that there is a courtyard in the west of the city, let alone in the south of the city. It's not a criminal evidence."

Lin Qian waved his hand. He believed that Li Ruhua, who was the secretary of the household department, could afford the other courtyard in the south of the city. However, he was the secretary of the household department, so why did he go to the south of the city to buy a other courtyard?

After all, although Chang'an has a lot of land and money, it is not as full of speculators as in the previous life. No matter how you look at it, he has no need to buy another courtyard in the south of the city.

Therefore, he must be doing something here with a shady secret!

They have already decided to bring down Li Ruhua, so naturally they guessed that he was guilty first.

"Keep an eye on this other courtyard, he will definitely show his feet!"

Lin Qian was sure, and his intuition told him that there must be something tricky in this other courtyard, and it was his breakthrough to bring down Li Ruhua.

(End of this chapter)