Dad: The Beginning Of The Game, The Empress Brought Her Daughter To My House And Forced Me To Marry

Chapter 17 Build a Statue for Daddy!

Mu Youqing then lifted her chin and walked away beside Lin Xuan with a Tsundere expression on her face.

Xuanzhu was in Mu Youqing's arms, shook her head and said, "That Uncle is very unlikable."

Xuanxi nodded in agreement: "Yes, he is a person who likes to show off, and my mother taught us not to be such a person."

Mu Youqing kissed the two little girls dotingly: "You are all right, auntie, I hate this kind of person too!"

Xuanhan and Xuanyou were in Lin Xuan's arms and raised their little fingers to point at Lin Xuan at the same time.

They said in unison, "Daddy is the best!"

Mu Youqing giggled a few times: "You little girls, for fear that others will not know how good your father is!"

"Of course!"

The four little girls nodded at the same time, their faces Tsundere.

Daddy own is the best in the world, hehe!

Seeing their backs drifting away, laughter came from time to time.

Sima Wenyi clenched his fist tightly, with an annoyed expression on his face:

"Damn it, it turns out that You Qing's cousin-in-law is the one who wrote the poet!"

The two people who followed him also shook their heads and sighed.

"Looking at Miss Youqing's expression, she admires her cousin-in-law who likes her very much!"

"This is also human nature. After all, her cousin and wife are extremely beautiful and talented."

"Humph!" Sima Wenyi said unwillingly, "At this conference, all the great writers will gather, but I want to see where her cousin-in-law is Sacred!"

After speaking, he greeted the other two and walked quickly to the top of the mountain.

When Lin Xuan and Mu Youqing brought their children outside Wenquxing Great Hall, they heard a lot of people inside.

Obviously, most of the people who attended this conference have already arrived.

Before entering the door, I saw eleven gold-studded seats lined up on the farthest platform.

Lin Xuan judged that these eleven seats were the most important eleven VIP seats, including Jiang Jiubai.

At this time, ten of the seats were already filled.

The remaining one is obviously Lin Xuan's.

And there was a lot of discussion in the Great Hall about the remaining seat.

"At this conference, the luminaries are gathered, and the eleven VIP seats are even more dazzling. Who is it that can sit on this last seat?"

"I heard that it was the one who wrote 'Luoxia and Lonely Flying Together'."

"This person is indeed worthy of this honor to be able to write such a poem with such an ancient talent!"

"I'm so envious! If I could sit on it, I would wake up laughing from my dreams!"

As soon as Lin Xuan walked into the door, Shangguan Jie hurried over.

Shangguanjie's face was full of compliments. After salute Lin Xuan cupped fist, he led him to the VIP seat on the high platform.

At this time, the eyes of the audience were all focused on Lin Xuan.

The white-haired old man in a white robe, Jiang Jiubai hurriedly greeted him and said, "So this is the emperor's husband, and he really is a talent!"

After Shangguanjie's introduction, Jiang Jiubai had long known Lin Xuan's identity.

When I saw it at this time, I saw Lin Xuan's appearance, as if he was exiled, and admired it even more.

Seeing Jiang Jiubai taking the lead, the rest of Shen Yakang and other great writers and masters also got up and greeted Lin Xuan.

Although they have a high status in the literary world.

However, Lin Xuan is not only the emperor's husband, but also can write the verse of eternal talent.

Talent and identity are noble enough to win the respect of Jiang Jiubai and the others.

The people in the audience were also full of admiration at this time.

"It turns out that the person who wrote that poem was the emperor, and he really is amazing!"

"The emperor is so handsome and talented, it's really a Ying Family!"

"Oh, I really envy me!"

It is different from the admiration of the people.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he saw Shen Yakang, his own teacher, salute Lin Xuan.

The expression on Sima Wenyi's face suddenly changed to the extreme.

A deep sense of frustration lingered in his heart, swept away his pride.

Lin Xuan's identity, talent, and appearance are all top-notch.

Even the teacher greeted him with a salute, he was Sima Wenyi, and he didn't deserve to be compared with Lin Xuan at all!

With Lin Xuan around, how could Mu Youqing look directly at him?

Thinking of this, Sima Wenyi only felt that the piece of paper on which the eternal love poem was written in his hand became hot.

Now even if he was asked to take it out, he didn't want it.

Gritting his teeth, Sima Wenyi smashed the paper to shreds, turned around and left Great Hall with a look of loss.

He didn't want to stay here and watch Lin Xuan shine brightly and enjoy the demeanor that thousands of people support.

At this time.

Lin Xuan had already greeted each other with Jiang Jiubai and other top ten literary giants, and Jiang Jiubai and the others returned to their seats.

Lin Xuan also sat in his own position.

Fortunately, the chair was wide enough that the four little girls could sit with him.

I saw four cute girls like kittens sitting in Lin Xuan's arms.

This time, the tens of thousands of people who spoke on the literary forum showed envious expressions.

Especially some male literati, they can't wait to go home and have a daughter with their wife immediately, and love them well.

It's really Xuanzhu and the four little girls, they are so attractive.

Lin Xuan with four children, such a warm scene, almost melted the hearts of everyone.

And just as everyone sighed secretly, a holy light suddenly lit up.

Behind Lin Xuan and their VIP seats, a huge statue with a height of 100 meters was born in the light.

He was dressed as a scholar in a robe. He held a pen in his left hand and a book in his right. He looked up at the sky with extraordinary aura.

With the knowledge given by the Xuanjue Heavenly Book, Lin Xuan recognized at a glance that this statue was Wenquxing.

Xuanzhu pointed at the statue and asked, "Dad, is this the grandpa Wenquxing?"

Lin Xuan showed a hint of admiration: "You also know Wen Quxing?"

"Yes!" Xuanzhu nodded, "My mother taught me."

Lin Xuan nodded silently, Xuanzhu was the most etiquette among the four children and the one who liked literature the most.

Come to think of it, Donghuang Ziyou also discovered her characteristics and taught her according to her aptitude.

"However, my mother just briefly mentioned Grandpa Wenquxing."

"What kind of person is he, I still don't know!"

Xuanzhu frowned.

Lin Xuan said with a smile: "According to legend, Wenquxing is the fourth star of Northern Dipper, and the main branch Jiaxing descends to earth."

"He is in charge of the reputation of the world's top class, the official reputation of Wen Mo, and he is also talented and literary. Showing."

Xuanzhu pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "It turns out that he is a literary grandfather who has become Northern Dipper."

"It can be said that." Lin Xuan felt that Xuanzhu's comprehension was indeed very high, and the summary was in place.

Xuanzhu asked again: "Then why did people make a statue for him?"

"Of course it's because of admiration and love for him." Lin Xuan smiled and touched Xuanzhu's little head.

"Oh." Xuanzhu nodded.

Xuanxi rolled her eyes, and smiled with two cute little dimples on her mouth:

"Then I will also make a statue for Daddy."

Xuanhan raised four fingers: "I want to make four, one for each of us!"

Xuan Young's head shook: "Not enough! I want to make a thousand, ten thousand!"

Xuanzhu, Xuanxi, and Xuanhan all looked shocked.

They said in unison: "Xuanyou, you have made so much, what if you can't help but be robbed by others?"

Xuan You: °.°·(((p(≧□≦)q)))·°.°

(End of this chapter)