This immortal is a bit fierce

Huang Feng's sharp eyes were able to recognize one person from the crowd at a glance. The cloud-patterned green robe on this person's body and the folding fan in his hand looked very familiar. Wasn't he the person who took the lead in crowdfunding for him in Qifeng Garden yesterday?

I was having a good time in Qifeng Garden last night, and today I didn't even change my clothes, and I came to participate in the poetry meeting again. Is this what a scholar looks like when he becomes a prodigal?

"Brother, we meet again, do you still recognize me?" Huang Feng walked over quickly and asked in a low voice, "After I left, did you get what you wanted?"

"It's you!" The other party recognized Huang Feng at a glance. He didn't feel embarrassed at all. He even threw away the folding fan in his hand with some enthusiasm, shook it, and whispered, "I came directly from Miss Xiuxiang's boudoir. ”

"Awesome!" Huang Feng praised.

The two of them smiled knowingly.

Huang Feng actually wanted to hear the details, but the glare behind him was a bit piercing, so he had to give up.

After exchanging pleasantries, he asked curiously: "Where are you going?"

"Brother, you're not a native of Shulu, right? Do you know about the Yunshan Tower in Shulu?" Without giving Huang Feng a chance to answer, the brother raised his hand and explained enthusiastically, "It doesn't matter if I don't know, that's the one!

This Yunshan Tower has a history as long as Shulu City. It was built by King Wu Yang back then. It is the only building in Shulu City that can be higher than the city wall.

In addition to climbing the city wall and sentry tower, Yunzhong Tower is the only place where you can overlook the scenery outside the city from inside the city.

It is a pity that after the death of King Wu Yang, the Chu family had no successors. For so many years, they have not made any achievements, but they have been hereditary and have been living happily ever since.

The one who entertained us today was Chu Dingjiang, the eldest son of the current Prince Wuyang Palace. He said he wanted to see off the candidates who were going to Zhaoyang to take the exam, but in reality, it was just to show off.

If there is any candidate who writes a masterpiece based on his thoughts on Yunshan Tower, he will also be honored. "

Huang Feng heard this story for the first time, and then asked: "If we also want to see it, can we go up?"

The man looked around and laughed in a low voice: "It's not difficult. They say that if you want to climb the stairs, you have to take the ticket for this year's exam, but in fact, there is nothing that money can't do!"

"I understand." Huang Feng nodded, "What do you call me, brother?"

"Li Tan."

"Huang Feng."

This Li Tan was obviously not a poor scholar. He seemed to have a lot of contacts. Many people greeted him on the way to Yunshan Tower.

When we arrived at Yunshan Tower, we found someone checking the candidates' floats below.

When it was their turn, Li Tan took the lead. Huang Feng calmly handed over ten taels of silver and asked thoughtfully: "Is it enough?"

The gatekeeper wanted to be greedy, but seeing Huang Feng's majestic appearance and not knowing where he came from, he didn't dare to ask for more. After receiving ten taels of silver, he waved his hand: "Come in quickly."

Huang Feng stepped forward, and just as he was about to find an equal share with Li Motang, he saw Xiao Nuan flashing a sign towards the gatekeeper.

This is not the princess's token, but the city guard's order that Li Motang went in and out of the cabinet last night. For convenience, he asked Luan Zhongqing for the city guard order, but he hasn't returned it yet.

This is much easier to use than the candidates' floating tickets, and the gatekeeper immediately lets them go.

"Why didn't you take it out earlier?" Huang Feng glared at Xiao Nuan. He gave away all his money. You must have done it on purpose!

Xiaonuan was very innocent, and pointed at Li Motang quietly with her little hand: "I listen to the lady."

"You are cruel!"

"snort."

Li Tan, who was waiting inside after entering, did not see this scene. Seeing that they came in smoothly, he smiled and said, "How about it? I'm not wrong."

"That's right, that's right." Huang Feng was angry.

It’s true that a wise man will make a mistake if he thinks a lot. Just wait!

Arriving at the top floor of Yunshan Building, it was almost evening, and the setting sun was slanting on the cliff in the distance. A group of candidates became poetic and began to recite poems and write poems.

Huang Feng listened for a while and found that he could have sex with him!

Li Motang listened for a while, feeling a little disappointed, and then talked to Huang Feng about Liu Xuetian's murder case: "If Song Juan didn't lie, do you think Wu Langzhong's ancestor really had an account book hidden?"

Huang Feng tasted the delicacies prepared by Yunshan Tower and chatted with her every time: "If there is, it must be related to the military pay issue.

What I'm more puzzled about is that the Wu family was able to secretly help transfer military pay, which means they had a backer and a big business. Why did it suddenly decline to this point?

Could it be that the people behind the scenes crossed the river and demolished the bridge, killed people and silenced them, and the ancestors of the Wu family also had a backup plan and secretly hid an account book. "

Li Motang nodded: "You are right, but why the Wu family declined, I couldn't find any relevant records in the cabinet library of Shulu. After such a long time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to check."

Huang Feng took over: "Wu Langzhong may not even know that his ancestors hid such an account book, and the matter may be more serious than imagined.

Think about it, the withholding and transfer of military pay was a thousand years ago. If ordinary officials were corrupt, it was more than ten generations ago, and they would not care.

But the other party is still watching. Something happened in Dongshi Town a few days ago. It's hard to say how long the people behind this have been planning.

After taking so long to prepare, do you believe me when I say that the picture is not big? "

A little worry appeared on Li Motang's eyebrows: "This is what I'm worried about too."

"You should be worried." Huang Feng said he was very relaxed. When the time came, he hid in the sect and the sky fell, with Daxia and the Twelve Immortals holding them up.

"What do you think Liu Xuetian is investigating?"

"how could I know."

While he was talking, a handsome young man came up from the stairs.

"Everyone." He clapped his hands gently, letting everyone's eyes fall on him, "I, Chu Dingjiang, am the master of Yunshan Tower.

I have always admired scholars the most. Today I am hosting a grand banquet for you all. I hope that everyone present can be named on the gold list, honor your ancestors, and rise to the top! "

"Okay!" Everyone cheered.

Li Tan, who had just gone to chat with others, came and sat down next to Huang Feng. He seemed to know Chu Dingjiang very well and whispered, "It's not over yet. He won't let people eat and drink for free."

Sure enough, when the cheers died down, Chu Dingjiang asked his men to get a blank scroll and said with a smile: "It is a rare fate for everyone to gather at Yunshan Tower today. I specially ordered someone to prepare a scroll. Why don't everyone do it here?" Write a few poems on the long scroll, so I can hang it on the Yunshan Tower.

In the future, all the names on the gold list will leave a good story in this Yunshan Tower. I wonder if everyone can give Chu a face. "

A group of people readily agreed to a good deed that might leave their name for eternity.

Li Tan said in a low voice: "How about it? It's just for fame and reputation!"

Huang Feng smiled and said, "Then you are still here."

Li Tan ate calmly: "Actually, it wouldn't hurt to give him a few limericks because of the scenery and the food."

Huang Feng and Li Motang were both people who couldn't be hidden in the crowd. Chu Dingjiang had already seen them coming here.

The gatekeeper downstairs was not stupid. He knew that there were two women sitting among a group of scholars. It was impossible for his young master not to see them. He had already informed Chu Ding that they were holding Luan Zhongqing's token and that Huang Feng, who was traveling with him, was handing over money. River.

Earlier, Chu Dingjiang also heard that Princess Changning came to Shulu quietly. After thinking about it carefully, he guessed Li Motang's identity.

After speaking, he quickly came to Li Motang.

When he came closer, he found that his subordinates were still following him holding a long blank scroll. He wanted to teach others, but he was concerned about his image. He frowned and ordered: "Why are you still following me? Take it over and let everyone write poems."

"Oh." The subordinate quickly held the long scroll and went away.

Chu Dingjiang was smiling all over his face, but seeing that Li Motang was covering half of his face with gauze, he obviously didn't want to reveal his identity. He hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to call him.

Li Motang said at this time: "Yunshan Tower is famous far and wide. I just came up to take a look out of curiosity. Mr. Chu does not need to pay attention to me. I will not disturb Mr. Chu's grand banquet for the candidates."

Chu Dingjiang said quickly: "I hold this banquet because I hope that this scientific examination will lead to the emergence of more talents to serve the country of Daxia."

Li Tan's face was expressionless. Although he was disdainful, he still knew whether he could afford to offend him.

Huang Feng was different. He held a piece of pastry and was about to swallow it, but he couldn't hold it back and almost spit it out again.

Chu Dingjiang was secretly hating him, but without revealing anything on his face, he personally picked up the teapot and poured tea for Huang Feng. He smiled and said, "This young master is a bit unfamiliar. I wonder what your surname is and where he lives?"

"My surname is Huang, and I live in the mountains."

Huang Feng said it simply, but Chu Dingjiang thought much more.

Li Motang has been going to Yuyuan Pavilion since he was a child. He naturally knows this. The person in front of him, who is traveling with the princess, said he lives on the mountain. Could he be referring to Yuyuan Pavilion?

The person in front of me should be from the same sect as the princess.

But the subordinates said that the man surnamed Huang first handed in ten taels of silver, and then the princess took out the token, and there was some quarrel between the two parties.

From this point of view, in the sect, the relationship between these two people should not be harmonious, and they may have no choice but to go together.

If this were the case, it would be easy for him to secretly help Li Motang squeeze out money while it was hard to offend the talented monk of Yuyuan Pavilion.

After Chu Dingjiang thought about it, he immediately smiled and said: "Young Master Huang is here for the first time in Yunshan Tower. Why don't you also mention a poem to cheer him up?"

Without giving Huang Feng a chance to refuse, Chu Dingjiang called to his men: "Come here, Mr. Huang wants to submit a poem."

As soon as the subordinate heard this, he came over quickly. Seeing this, the candidates surrounding him also followed.

These candidates are secretly competing with each other, and when someone suddenly jumps in line, they will inevitably feel unhappy.

Moreover, this yellow maple clearly looks like a peacock that suddenly jumps out when a hundred birds are singing. It looks too ostentatious, and if there is nothing in it, hum...

A group of candidates gathered around.

Just as Huang Feng was about to refuse, Li Motang agreed: "It's a rare occasion, so of course I have to leave some ink marks. Xiao Nuan, you can grind ink for Mr. Huang."

"Okay." Xiao Nuan was very positive. She had never seen Mr. Huang write poetry before.

Her opening made Chu Dingjiang's suspicion that the two of them were not getting along become more certain. The person in front of him must not know poetry.

That's right, except for the scholars at Xianmen Academy, the young monks from other sects are too slow to practice and have no time to study.

Huang Feng glanced at Li Motang and found that this little girl actually wanted to be a fun person and laugh at his jokes.

"Okay." Xiao Nuan came to Huang Feng's side with a smile, showing a row of small white teeth.

"Okay." In front of everyone, Huang Feng picked up his pen and said with a smile, "I'm not very good at poetry, so don't make me laugh."

You want to have fun, right?

When I start writing, I first write the title of the poem, and then I give it as a gift to Yunshan Tower for the first time...

"Brother Chu?" Huang Feng asked.

Chu Dingjiang smiled and said: "Zi Yuanhai."

"okay."

Huang Feng continued writing.

"Giving Yuan Hai as a Gift to Yunshan Tower for the First Time"

Dewdrops wet the sand walls,

There is still a trace of silence at dusk.

After writing two sentences, Huang Feng shook his head: "Today I have a lot of trivial matters, I have been working hard, and I am a little out of shape. I only thought of these two sentences. I will make up for it when I am destined to do so in the future.

If your literary thoughts arise, you can also mention these last two sentences for me. "

Huang Feng put down the pen and snorted in his heart. I remember many masterpieces that have been famous for generations, but are you worthy? You are worthy of these two sentences!