Finest Servant

Although I was in a depressing mood that night, boating on the lake, the night was hazy, accompanied by beautiful women, but it was also a lot of fun. General Lin was a very thoughtful person. After drinking a few glasses of fine wine, tasting Xian'er's little lips, and bickering with his master and sister, his mood calmed down, and he could no longer remember what happened.

The next morning when I opened my eyes and woke up, the sky was already bright, and the golden sunlight came in through the screen windows of the painting boat, and fell on the ground to make golden holes, which was truly beautiful. The couple embracing on the bed, showering in the golden light, felt warm and comfortable, indescribably warm.

"A brand new day!" Lin Wanrong shouted, smiling, stretched his waist, stretched his neck, and the quilt covering his body slipped off.

Qin Xian'er, who was in his arms, snorted, her long eyelashes trembled, she slowly opened her beautiful eyes, her pretty face was flushed hot, her snow-white arms stretched out, hugging his neck tightly, exhaling. Rulan said: "Xiang Gong, it's still early, let's sleep a little longer."

Lin Wanrong touched her pepper milk and said with a smile: "The plan of the day is in the morning. As soon as I touch the fairy, it will be called Chun. If I don't sleep, I will go to the sun."

"Hate—" Qin Xian'er blushed and screamed, but her eyebrows revealed a bit of surprise: "Xiang Gong, are you alright?"

"Of course it's fine. What can I do!" Lin Wanrong laughed.

"Xianggong, you like your unafraid nature the most." Qin Xian'er giggled.

Lin Wanrong said in her ear: "Little girl, I'll take you to find Qiaoqiao, okay? You two sisters will serve your husband together at night."

"It's dead—" Qin Xian'er blushed and dared not speak. She doesn't get along with other women, but she doesn't have any complaints about Qiaoqiao. Maybe it's Qiaoqiao's gentle and lovely temperament that suits her appetite.

Xian'er and her husband teased for a while. Seeing that he was in excellent spirits, he seemed to be a different person from last night's depression, so he put down his heart and served him obediently in dressing and bathing.

Lin Wanrong glanced around at this splendid painting boat, nodded and said, "Xian'er, your dowry is really rich. After a while, I will buy some houses in Jinling, and we will live in a few of our own. , the others are engaged in real estate, and the house prices in Jinling will go up, and we will make a lot of money sitting on the ground."

Qin Xian'er smiled and said, "Master, do you have so much money?"

This girl, dare to look down on me, hehe, Lin Wanrong laughed twice, rubbed her soft buttocks, and said, "Your husband, I have a lot of money, but now I keep it in Xiao's house. A few days ago, I started to buy land and houses. Then I married more wives, gave birth to more babies, and became a happy fairy.

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Qin Xian'er hummed, "How many wives do you want to marry? I won't let them in."

It's up to you to get in or not. The husband and wife teased for a while, and when they got out of the cabin, they saw An Bi standing on the bow of the boat, holding a sword, waving it in the wind, like a dragon like a dragon. The sword is sharp and gleaming.

Lin Wanrong clapped her hands and smiled and said, "It's so cheap, so cheap, my sister really is so cheap."

An Bi was as calm as a sword. Seeing the obscene smile on his face, he knew that he didn't have any good intentions, and also smiled: "I practice this sword, but it's not as cheap as my little brother. You are the real cheap, slut. Love's cheap, cluck-"

Having nothing to say with this elder sister, Qin Xian'er covered her lips with a slight smile and asked, "Master, didn't you say that you are in a hurry to get back to Jinling? What are you going to do?"

Having said this, Lin Wanrong suddenly remembered that today was the opening day of the poetry competition. He promised Luo Ning to participate, but he did not know where the poetry competition would be held. The sponsorship has always been done by Qiaoqiao to help Luo Ning, and he did not interfere at all.

"I said you don't believe me." Lin Wanrong sighed and said, "Actually, I rushed back to Jinling to participate in the poetry competition."

"Pfft." Qin Xian'er and An Biru laughed at the same time, Xian'er was fine, but An Biru couldn't help but said, "Sai Shihui? Little brother, do you still have such Yaxing? It's not my sister. Look at you, do you know how to write poetry?"

Lao Tzu is born to be lustful, Lin Wanrong snorted and said with a bitter face: "I know not, but someone forced me to come, promised others, can't lose integrity, this is the foundation of my foothold."

"Xiang Gong, the person you promised was a woman. Otherwise, you wouldn't have tried your best to come back." Qin Xian'er pouted.

It's Xian'er who understands me, as expected of a wonderful person who slept with me for a few days, Lin Wanrong said with a haha: "This, I'll tell you later. I'm going out now, Xian'er, are you going with me? ?"

Qin Xian'er bit her red lips lightly and hummed: "You will have a good relationship when you go, what am I going to do, not to make you unhappy? I also have something to do today. You are just having fun outside, just having fun. But don't bring that woman home. Our Lin family has a high threshold, and not every woman can come in. "

Khan, sure enough, if there is a teacher, there will be an apprentice, and the style is really the same. Xian'er no longer pestered herself, Lin Wanrong felt a little strange in her heart, this girl offered to not follow, obviously not her style, in the end there is something more important than her husband.

After putting the painting boat off the shore, Lin Wanrong jumped off the boat and parted ways with Xian'er and his apprentice. It was not until the two beauties were gone that he could no longer see the shadows, and he nodded secretly. When he came back this time, he asked Qiaoqiao to buy a few villas in Jinling. Not many rooms, one in the morning is enough, and he will share it with his wife and son. , barely enough.

On the third day of his wedding with Qiaoqiao, he left Jinling, and more than half a month passed without giving Qiaoqiao a letter. After I came back yesterday, I was hit and slept with Xian'er all night. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel sorry for Qiaoqiao's girl. Feeling guilty, he went straight to the restaurant.

I don't know if I don't see it. I was startled when I saw it. Walking on the street, there were many slogans and banners of the Sai poetry club on both sides. everywhere.

The inns on both sides were filled with talented people from all over the world. Not only were the food and lodging full, but even the business by the Qinhuai River had doubled. There are all kinds of talents coming and going on the street. There are those who have lived for a few days, and some who have just arrived from other places. From time to time, there are sounds of amazement that old friends meet, brother and Taiwan wise brother. It is also the case that every word must be about poetry, and the sound of poetry can be heard everywhere in Jinling City.

How charming is this Jinling Poetry Festival? Talents on both sides of the Yangtze River in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, and even in the capital, who knew two characters, came here. The atmosphere was too warm.

He was puzzled for a while and then smiled, the more people the better. Lao Tzu's announcement offensive is no joke. The second store in Jinling is about to open. After a few days, I will check with Qiao Qiao, and then go to the capital to open a few semicolons, find Qing Xuan, and solve Xian'er's problem. Love Gu, to realize the dream of family reunion in the capital.

He walked forward triumphantly, but he didn't know that he was at the restaurant, but he didn't see Qiaoqiao's shadow at all, even Dong Qingshan and his father-in-law didn't know where they went. I asked a few guys in the store to find out that due to the large number of people participating in this year's poetry festival, the things to be prepared for sponsorship have also increased a lot. They all went to the poetry festival yesterday.

It turned out to be the case, Lin Wanrong let out a long sigh of relief. A poetry festival can attract so many people, and these talents are coquettish enough.

Lin Wanrong was not very interested in this poetry event. If he hadn't thought about Luo Ning's sincerity, he would be too lazy to take care of it. But now that I am back, I have to go and see what happens. Whether or not I will write poetry is another matter. As the old saying goes, the key is to participate!

He came downstairs, but he didn't know where he was going—where was this poetry festival held? For a long time, he only knew about this incident, but he never knew where this literary event was held. He was really ashamed to think about it.

Just as he was about to hold the person to ask questions, he heard a gong sound, and two groups of public servants, each with more than fifty people, were standing in front of them, holding up various plaques and walking side by side, the appearance was very spectacular. One of the yamen who walked in the front knocked on a big gong and sang loudly: "A great event in the literary world, flowers will fall in Jinling. The Jinling Poetry Festival is well-known in the Dahua Dynasty. Lord Luo, Governor of Jiangsu, and Lord Yinhou of Jinling Prefecture, welcome all talents to come. Come."

This group of people wore red public uniforms, and the queue was long, which was very eye-catching. Lin Wanrong was secretly laughing in his heart, isn't he just holding a poetry competition? How can this old Luo preach everywhere, lest others not know, he is also arrogant. There are hundreds of people in this gentleman. Looking at the bright red team, he suddenly remembered that Tao Wanying came, such a lively scene, why didn't he see her coming? Wouldn't it be for a date with Young Master Nahou?

"Hey, buddy--" Lin Wanrong grabbed a family member who passed by. This blue shirt looked friendly, and the family industry has always been the source and distribution of gossip, so he chose such a talent: "Little brother Lin San, I would like to ask—"

"Cut—" The family member gave him a disdainful look, and said with contempt, "Just like you, you still want to pretend to be our idol Lin Sange from the Jinling family, and don't take a photo with you. The family has met the third brother and drank with him. He was born with beautiful looks and demeanor, how can you imitate this kid——"

"Oh, that's right, the third brother is so valiant and tall, and the jade tree is in the wind, how can I fake it. The younger brother said the opposite, my name is Sanlin, I would like to ask this old man, what is the origin of this Saishi? It's so lively!" Lin Wanrong said modestly.

The family Ding nodded in satisfaction, patted his shoulder and said, "You just came to Jinling, right?"

"Exactly, exactly, the old man really has a bright eye and sees thoroughly." Lin Wanrong gave a thumbs up.

"That's natural, I have drunk with the third brother." Jiading Gun Gun said proudly: "We Jinling, since ancient times, have great treasures and outstanding people, this Jinling's first beauty and first talented woman Miss Luo and our third brother Lin are one of them. Two wonderful flowers."

Lin Wanrong hurriedly interrupted him and said, "Brother, please focus on the matter of this poetry competition. How come there are so many talented people participating?"

"What a fuss!" Jiading glanced at him and said, "Miss Luo Ning is not only the number one talented girl in Jinling, but also the number one beauty in Jinling, and she is also the daughter of Lord Luo, the governor of Jiangsu. Son-in-law, the talented people in the world are still rushing here like crazy!"

"What do you mean, Miss Luo might use this Saishi to choose her husband?" Lin Wanrong asked. He had heard the news before he left, and he was not sure at the time.

"It's not possible, it's a certainty, even the notices have been posted, and no one in Jinling City knows it." Jiading said.

Are the notices out? Sai Shi's son-in-law? I *, this is a difficult job. I can't do it, Luo Ning's eyes are already high, and Lao Luo still comes up with such bad ideas. The father and daughter are perverted one by one.

"What did the notice say?" Thinking of the scene where Luo Ning saw each other on the top of the mountain before joining the army, he warmed up again and asked anxiously.

"The notice said that Miss Luo is in her twenties, she loves poetry and has a lot of admiration for scholars in the world. I would like to take this opportunity of the Jinling Poetry Competition to choose a good match for Miss Luo. As long as they are of the same age, all those who consider themselves talented and learned You can sign up to participate. That’s why there will be a swarm of talented people from all over the world—hey, you kid wouldn’t have come to participate in the poetry competition, right!” Jiading said.

"Where, my little brother can't even read a few words. Isn't it shameful to participate in this poetry competition?" Lin Wanrong said hurriedly.

"That's true. This poetry fair receives talents from all over the world. If you sign up, you are guaranteed to make people laugh. Are you so good at being the husband of this Miss Luo? Miss Luo offered it. There are three conditions, one is to be talented, and the other is to see what she likes. With these two points, she has to take the test in person. Only if she answers, can you be a pair with her. Can you do it, you?" Jiading said disdainfully.

What's wrong with being a man? Lin Wanrong laughed twice, patted the family member's shoulder and said, "Thank you, brother, let the third brother invite you to drink another day."

After inquiring about these things, Lin Wanrong had doubts in his heart, but he was not so blind. After walking a few steps forward, he saw a sign with a large line of characters - "Sai Shi Club Reception". Several people who looked like masters were sitting upright, and when they saw him coming, they hurriedly got up and said, "Please give me your number and name thorn!"

Number and name thorn? what number? Lin Wanrong was puzzled, and the master explained: "Oh, it's the number issued to you when you passed the first test, please show it."

First try? I*, when the hell did I have the first test, that chick Luo Ning didn't talk about it. Seeing that he couldn't come up with the number, the master's expression changed: "It's another one who wants to fool around, walk away, the uncle has no time to wait for you—"

I *, you eat Lao Tzu and drink Lao Tzu, and your attitude is so bad, Lao Tzu fired you. He was about to have a seizure, but someone next to him sneakily grabbed him and said, "Brother, do you want a number, do you want a number? Twelve taels of silver each, the lowest price in the city, the price is fair, and the old man will not be deceived."

Lin Wanrong was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that this is the legendary scalper, no matter how difficult it is for you, they can get it. Seeing that he hesitated, the man said: "Brother, I paid a good money to hire a talented scholar to line up, and each person wrote a few poems to pass the border, and he had to open up all kinds of relationships, and he would give benefits during the festivals. , this price is very fair. Hundreds of talented people enter the city every day, not everyone can pass, this number is very tight, you hurry up, the poetry festival will start soon, if you wait a little later in the evening , then Miss Luo can be put into someone else's arms."

The last sentence is too fucking critical. Lin Wanrong himself is a big scalper, gritted his teeth and said: "Thirty taels of silver, don't pull it down!"

The man reluctantly said: "Okay, you are so refreshing, then three or two." Lin Wanrong took the order, but it was an invitation card style. The most conspicuous sign on it was the sign of food as an immortal.

Hey, not bad, the printing is very beautiful, Lin Wanrong took out the money and walked forward, but was pulled by someone, sneakily said: "Brother, do you want a number, do you want it, the lowest price in the city, a tael of silver, Eight bucks can also—"

I *ah, Lin Wanrong yelled and turned around to look for that person, but there was nowhere to be seen.

Today's apprenticeship was unfavorable, and he was slaughtered before entering the field. Lin Wanrong was upset and walked to the reception with a gloomy face.

The two masters, as if they had never seen him at all, took the number list in his hand, glanced at it, and said with a charming smile: "The number list is correct, please give me your name and thorn, I will log in for you!"

Lin Wanrong took out a pencil and wrote two words, saying, "This is my name, a local."

"Sanlin? Oh, it turned out to be the third son, and I have long admired my name. This is your poetry club number, which corresponds to your name one by one. Please keep it." Your mother, this can also be admired for a long time, Lin Wanrong He took the number into his arms, and without even looking at it, he rushed in.

"Wait, wait--" The master hurriedly stopped him and said with a smile, "Third Young Master, according to the rules of this conference, please make it easy for you--"

"Convenient? What's the convenience?" Lin Wanrong asked inexplicably.

"呶——" The master pointed behind him, Lin Wanrong looked back, and saw a big sign standing there: "The finalists, please pay five taels in advance for tea."

*, robbing money, Lin Wanrong was startled, turned around and said: "What does this mean? Does Sai Shi Club have food as a sponsor? Why do they need to collect money again? Is there any king law?"

Master sneered: "We don't know whether to sponsor or not, but this is a rule set by the relevant people of the conference. If you want to participate in this poetry competition, you must not violate it. We are only responsible for the cashier. For other things, you can consult relevant people. ."

I'm speechless, this little girl Luo Ning is also a good hand in grabbing money, hehe, you squeezed eight taels of silver from me today, and I will make you repay it countless times in the future.

"Take it, you don't have to look for it." Lin Wanrong flicked his wrist, and a silver ingot with snow light fell into the hands of the master, and he walked forward gracefully.

The two masters looked at the silver in their hands and looked at each other. You are only five taels, you are looking for a fart.