I write novels to become a saint

Chapter 69

"Three poems with the same brilliance, three poems with the same brilliance!"

"Brother Lin is really talented!"

"Brother Huanyu, you are at the scene, can you tell me about the grand occasion?"

In the lobby of the tavern, there were one person sitting on each side of the Eight Immortals table. The four of them were drinking and having fun, when suddenly one of them said excitedly, obviously he had read the latest issue of the anthology.

Hearing this, one of the white-clothed Confucian students sat up straight and secretly looked around from the corner of his eye.

Sure enough, following his companion's words, the eyes of the entire tavern gathered. This feeling of being the focus of attention was very beneficial to him.

After coughing lightly, he pretended to be calm and said, "That Qionghua Banquet was nothing more, Brother Lin won the first prize without any dispute, but in the Luming Banquet, some people questioned Brother Lin's talent for poetry, really ridiculous! "

When he said this, the people who were already curious became even more curious. They didn't expect that the amazing song "Huaishi Huang Crossing the Xiangjiang River" would have such a tortuous story.

"Brother Lin just went up to the Huae Tower that day, and someone got up..."

"After the interrogation, brother Lin wrote a poem in seven steps. Looking at Zhongshan outside the Huae Tower, he thought of the first battle that the first emperor crossed the river to pursue and set the world. It is a poem of the way of heaven!"

[Zhongshan turns pale from the wind and rain...]

After narrating for a quarter of an hour, the entire tavern was silent, only the narration of the white-shirted scholar, until the white-shirted scholar chanted [The right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life], the whole tavern was completely silent, and everyone was immersed in this story. Immerse yourself in this majestic seven-character poem.

"It is advisable to chase the poor bandits with the remaining bravery, and not to be called the Overlord of Learning!"

"That's what it meant!"

"Lin Qian is really a great talent. He has spoken out our heartfelt feelings. You should understand!"

It took a long time for someone to gradually wake up from the stories and poems. After finishing a glass of wine, they felt that the glass was too small to be enjoyable, so they directly picked up the jug and took a big swig before shouting happily.

"If the sky is loving, the sky is also old, and the right way in the world is vicissitudes."

"What a broad mind this is, I can't match it!"

"Hahaha, you still want to compare with Lin Jieyuan? You really are beyond your control!"

After being refuted, the person who spoke at the beginning was not angry, "Brother Tai is right, I am indeed beyond my control, Lin Jieyuan deserves the name of Jieyuan!"

The tavern became lively again, and people began to discuss Lin Qian's poem. The original poem was amazing enough, and coupled with the story behind it, it immediately became a topic of conversation.

Some people discuss poetry, and naturally others discuss stories.

Soon, a young man in common clothes stood up, held up his wine glass and paid respects to the white-clothed Confucian scholar from a distance, and then asked, "Why didn't I hear that the Huai family condemned the Huang family, and I didn't see Huai Yixiu posting a single word?" Woolen cloth?"

"Forehead……"

The white-clothed Confucian student was immediately awkward. Just now, on a whim, he actually told the truth without any artistic processing. Thinking about it now, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

He didn't lie, but he couldn't tell the truth either. He couldn't afford to offend the semi-saint family.

The white-shirted Confucian scholar stopped talking, and there was a lot of discussion for a while. Some people thought that the white-clothed Confucian scholar was bragging, and some thought that the semi-sacred family broke their promises and did not fulfill their promises...

But many people know that the white-shirted Confucian scholar is this year's new imperial examination candidate, and what he said is probably inseparable!

Outside the tavern, Lin Qian, who was shopping with his elder brother and younger sister, also heard some comments, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Huai Jia, you really have a great prestige!"

He didn't know why the Huai family wanted to deal with him, but since they had done something to him, it was not rude to come and go.

As a martial artist, Lin Zhen was sensitive to all five senses. He could hear the conversations in the tavern clearly, and he also had thoughts in his heart that were similar to Lin Qian's.

"Brother, the pastries in this sweet-scented osmanthus restaurant are amazing, you must try them!"

Lin Xinyun, on the other hand, dragged Lin Zhen to a pastry shop next to her heartlessly. She had already lived in Fucheng for a month, and she couldn't wait to share all the good things here with her elder brother.

"There are also clothes from this Yunshanfang, which are trendy and comfortable to wear. Brother will also make some clothes later..."

"This mask is so delicate, let's have one for each of the three of us!"

The sun is shining today, and the autumn colors are just right, and the streets are full of Lin Xinyun's laughter.

Lin Zhen was also very cooperative, and kept praising the little girl for her good eyesight!
Lin Qian squinted his eyes happily. If he could live this kind of life all the time, it would actually be pretty good. Fame and wealth are like floating clouds to him.

He who lived a new life just wanted to experience life and enjoy life.

"I heard from my neighbors that the pens, inks, papers and inkstones of this Molian Bureau are very good. Let's buy a set for my second brother too!"

As Lin Xinyun said, she turned her head and blinked at Lin Qian, as if to say, look, I haven't forgotten you!
Reunited after being separated for a month, for the three brothers and sisters who have been living together for ten years, it is New Year's Eve, so Lin Xinyun, who usually spends every penny carefully, is merciless when buying things, and buys things for her two brothers if they are good What.

Lin Qian smiled, seeing the playful look of the little girl, couldn't help but reach out and ruffle her hair.

"Buy another set and give it to Master!"

Thinking of how these celestial masters, Wang Zhuan, cared for him so much, that he even offended the members of the semi-sacred family for himself during the Luming Banquet, and that he did not forget to come back and take him away with him at that critical moment. Be a grandson!

Now that I am Jie Yuan in high school, I have to thank my master for his training.

However, Lin Xinyun, whose hair was ruffled, froze for a moment, her expression a little unnatural.

Lin Qian soon realized that something was wrong, because if it was the past, she must have wrinkled her nose and looked at herself with resentful eyes at this time.

"Recently, the treasure in Fucheng was lost, Mr. Wang is busy with business, we should not bother him, let's go in a few days!"

At this time, Lin Zhen on the side pretended to speak casually.

"What's the matter, Master?"

But Lin Qian was not a fool. He quickly remembered that when he said he wanted to find a master to find a job for his elder brother, the two of them had unnatural reactions, but he didn't think of the master at the time.

The two were silent. They didn't want to lie to Lin Qian, but they didn't want to tell Lin Qian either.

Like a child who has done something wrong, Lin Xinyun stared at her elder brother Lin Zhen with her big watery eyes, then lowered her head in aggrieved manner.

Lin Qian understood that the younger sister didn't have such a scheming plan, so it must be the elder brother's order.

"What's the matter, Master?"

Lin Qian looked at his elder brother and asked again.

Lin Zhen remained silent.

Lin Qian didn't ask any more questions, turned around and walked towards the Wangfu on Qishengyuan Street.

"Xiaoqian, don't be impulsive!"

Lin Zhen stepped aside and stopped in front of Lin Qian.

"What's going on?" Lin Qian frowned, his heart full of worries about Wang Zhuan.

"Master Wang is under a curse, he should not survive three days!"

Now that the matter has come to this point, there is no need to hide it anymore, Lin Zhen told the truth.

(End of this chapter)