Great Blue Night Watchman

The people below also made a loud noise, accompanied by screams...

"This is not the rhythm of poetry. How could it be possible that it came from the hand of a great master of poetry?" Someone said.

"This is not a poem! However, this is a poetry and prose platform, and it does not require poetry. Maybe people are writing articles."

"Yes, a great master of poetry, how can he not understand rhythm? How could he make such a low-level mistake in this situation?"

"Read on..."

The following five sentences were written in one stroke...

"I once remembered the place where we parted,

Now the mountains are far away and the waters are long,

A heart full of sorrow removes the remaining makeup,

The beauty flows westward,

After parting, it fills the east wall."

There was a light sound in the sky, like flowing water to the east, and the colorful waves filled the sky and the earth, interpreting a beautiful and unparalleled exquisite painting above the nine heavens.

"Colorful waves!" The whole audience shouted.

"Original, first work!"

"Although this poem is not rhythmic, it is connected from top to bottom, and the length is consistent, which is extremely exquisite. This is a brand-new style of writing!"

"Oh my God, today I can actually see the opening of a brand-new style of writing?"

"That's what I said. If there is nothing different in such a high-end occasion, it is difficult to fully display the style of high-end literati..."

As soon as this was said, the people around him ridiculed him: "Brother, what you said is a bit double-standard. Isn't Master Lin's flute a new door in the music world? Why did you reject it? But when it's this person's turn to open a new literary road, he praised it so much."

"There is a fundamental difference. The flute is an instrument, and poetry is not an instrument. The wonderful instrument can cover up the lack of literary virtue of the holder, but poetry is different. The recognition of heaven is recognition..."

For a while, there was a lot of discussion.

In the end, they tended to be the same in understanding.

Poetry and musical instruments are indeed different.

The musical instrument itself is exquisite. Even if someone farts, it can play heavenly music. Do you think it is the instrument that is working or the person who is working?

Poetry is different. Without the medium of tools, it directly demonstrates the literary and Taoist background of the literati. If the Heavenly Dao recognizes it, it is a hard thing...

The pen in the hand of Nanhe Jushi suddenly turned into a folding fan. The folding fan was gently shaken, and there was endless elegance. He smiled faintly: "In the way of poetry, it is easy to stick to the rules, but it is difficult to open a new way. This "Linjiangxian" is not a poem, but a new style of writing, called: Ci!"

Across from him, Deng You suddenly had a row of sweat on his forehead.

Poetry, what he has studied all his life, he claims to be the best in Xiandu, but if he wants to follow the other party's topic and arouse the colorful literary waves of the Heavenly Dao in just a stick of incense, it is also a matter of chance for him.

Even if he was really lucky and wrote a colorful poem, he still lost, because he was sticking to the rules, while the other party was opening a new path...

As his heart was agitated, his mind was instantly in a mess, and the little inspiration that just emerged disappeared...

Everyone's eyes fell on Deng You's face, and their minds were all in a mess...

Even in the deep palace, His Majesty half-leaned over again, and a few fingers scratched the jade table again...

The third prince was also cold in his heart...

The whole Xiandu was dead silent, feeling extremely heavy pressure...

Deng You, can you cope with it?

He did write poems that could arouse the colorful literary waves before, and even more than one. He also wrote a monograph on poetry such as "Poetry Talks Through the Ages", but can all this past support the victory of the last game today?

Difficult!

Too difficult!

Beside Deng You, there was only a small piece of the incense stick left.

And the pen in Deng You's hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Sweat dripped on his forehead.

The audience in the city, except for those who could see his appearance clearly, had cold sweat on their palms.

"It's over, his mind is in chaos!" Ji Qianling's voice was transmitted to Lin Su, and her own voice was also in chaos.

This is the confusion caused by concern.

Originally, she didn't need to care, because she was just a member of Luotian Sect and had nothing to do with this literary war, but she didn't know whether it was because of Lin Su's help or harm, and she was dragged into this literary war by him.

If she won, she would be like Su Yuexin, with a sacred and noble literary reputation, glorifying an era.

However, in the current situation, she couldn't see the possibility of winning at all.

Lin Su gently put down the teacup in his hand and slowly raised his head: "Brother Deng, I have read your "Poetry Talks of the Past Ages" and I know a little about poetry. Today, I will write an essay on behalf of Brother Deng to repay Brother Deng's "Poetry Talks". How about it?"

Deng You suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of disbelief.

The people in the city were all shocked.

Seeing Deng You sweating profusely, suddenly someone jumped out and wanted to take over this heavy burden?

Does he know how heavy this burden is?

On the nine-petal golden lotus, everyone looked at each other, is it okay?

Lin Su's eyes moved to Baiyutai: "Elder Bai, I remember that the rules of this literary meeting are: the contestants are determined by each party, and it is not limited to one person to play only one game, right?"

Elder Bai nodded slowly: "Although the rules do not limit, but..."

A crisp voice next to him suddenly interrupted: "Since there is no limit, there is no "but"... As long as the leader of your dynasty agrees, Master Lin can take over this round on behalf of Master Deng!"

This voice was decisive.

It came from the female envoy, one of the two special envoys of Baiyujing.

During the whole process, she did not say a word.

But at this most critical moment, she spoke.

One sentence blocked Elder Bai's "but" without hesitation, and directly agreed to Lin Su's request.

The third prince raised his eyebrows slightly: "I agree!"

As soon as the word "agree" comes out, it means that the person in the center of the Taoist platform has changed!

Lin Su reached the center of the Taoist platform in one step, succeeded Deng You, and became a contestant in the poetry competition.

Everyone in the city, including Ji Qianling, had brilliant eyes.

This little junior brother actually went on stage to write poetry?

In the early stage, his calculations had shocked her to the point of falling to the ground, but she accepted it because both she and he were from the Luo Tian Sect, and it was not unusual for people from the Luo Tian Sect to reach any level of calculation.

His joy had not yet passed her shock, and now he actually took over the poetry battle.

Can he really write poetry?

Far away outside the capital, Su Yuexin's eyes suddenly brightened in the void, and the eyes of the canary beside her also suddenly brightened: "Miss, can he also write poetry?"

"The spring waves under the sad bridge are green, and the shadow of a startled dragon once came!" Su Yuexin murmured: "Outsiders don't know these two lines of poetry, but I know them! The person who can write such amazing lines, this is He should be a superstar in poetry! Will his trump card be revealed today? What a shocking line it will be."

At the center of the Taoist platform, Lin Su finally came face to face with the layman Nanhe.

Nanhe layman Huang Xiu smiled: "By standing up like this, are you declaring Grandmaster Deng's failure?"

Lin Sudao: "Master Huang, please don't forget that at this moment, your opponent is me, and the outcome has nothing to do with anyone else."

"Wonderful!" Huang Xiu said: "There are still ten breaths left, Grandmaster Lin please!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone held their breath at the same time...

Time, only ten breaths left...

Where are his poems?

Lin Su laughed: "Ten breaths are enough!"

As soon as his hand came down, he used his finger as a pen to write in the void...

""Huanxisha. Who cares about the west wind and is alone in the cold"

Who thinks of the west wind and is left alone to cool down?

The yellow leaves rustle and the windows close,

Meditate on the past and set the setting sun..."

As soon as the three lines of the poem came out, the eyes of everyone in the audience brightened. The wording of this poem was so exquisite. It was really three lines on the paper, and the artistic conception was unparalleled.

Lin Su's fingers continued...

"Don't be frightened by wine and fall asleep heavily.

Gambling books will make the fragrance of tea splash away,

At that time, I just thought it was ordinary! "

As soon as the last word fell, the sky above the sky suddenly shook slightly...

The colorful Tiandao Wenbo interprets the desolate artistic conception of the west wind alone and cold...

"Colorful Wenbo!" Someone shouted from below, and countless people stood up!

“And it’s also a new style!”

"Using new literary styles against new literary styles, you won't lose even half a point! Is this still the master of music and Taoism? Isn't he clearly the master of poetry and Taoism?"

"How to determine the outcome now? Both sides are colorful..."

Suddenly, the sound from below stopped!

The Tiandao Wenbo behind Lin Su suddenly blossomed with green lotuses, and instantly transformed into Wen Dao Qingbo!

"Qingbo?!" On the stand, Ji Qianling suddenly stood up. Her face was no longer as transparent as white jade at this moment, but faintly red, as if a bottle of red dye had been knocked over behind this flawless jade.

The third prince, Ji Cha, had a slight blush on his face without any warning. His eyes were as bright as autumn water, and he stared at Lin Su as if he didn't recognize him at all.

In the deep palace, His Majesty the Immortal Emperor's body, which had always remained calm despite the weather, suddenly trembled, and the jade table under his hand turned into dust out of thin air.

Everyone in the queue of Zi Qi Wenchao was petrified at the same time.

The face of the Nanhe layman opposite Lin Su suddenly turned pale.

Lin Su bowed slightly to the layman Nanhe: "I'm sorry, Grandmaster Huang, you lost!"

boom!

The whole immortal city was shaken together!

"Won!"

"we won!"

"Bai Yuwen battle, we won..."

The waves of calling came one after another, and the entire Immortal City was completely boiling...

Amid the boiling waves, Elder Bai's expression on the high platform of Bai Yujing seemed peaceful, but if you look closely, it seemed a bit embarrassed. The female envoy next to him smiled slightly: "Elder, make an announcement!"

Elder Bai stepped forward with a smile on his face: "The White Jade Literary Society is over. I declare that the winner is... the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty!"

boom!

At this moment, everyone in the sky and on the earth started cheering...

Lin Su returned to his formation, and two maids came with a tray. The third prince Ji Cha reached out, picked up the tea cup from the tray, and presented it to Lin Su with both hands: "Thank you for your hard work, Grandmaster Lin!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The two people's eyes met, and they both saw joy in each other's eyes...

"By order of my father, I will hold a celebration banquet on my behalf. Masters, come with me!" Ji Cha bowed again.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The contestants from Ziqi Wenchao have already left the field.

They were the second batch to leave.

In the blink of an eye, all the guests on the auditorium left.

But the glory and excitement brought to the city cannot be eliminated overnight...

On the high pavilion in the northwest corner, the woman in white who was lying on the soft couch sat up, stretched out her hand, grabbed a pen in the air, and wrote...

"Who thinks that the west wind is alone in the cold, rustling yellow leaves behind closed windows, meditating on the past and setting off the setting sun..."

Outside the pavilion, the sun sets.

In the pavilion, it seems that it is also a projection in the poem.

She looked at the projection and the poem manuscript in her hand for a long time, seemingly completely obsessed.

"Young Master, this son is so stunning that it is hard to see or find him in the world. Do you need to issue a 'Tianfang Order' to him?" The woman in purple next to her bowed.

The girl in white slowly raised her head and shook her head gently: "It's not Tianfang Ling, it's 'Rousi Tie', remember it!"

"yes!"

Outside the city, the setting sun falls over the mountain peaks.

The ground is covered with yellow leaves, and the ground is golden.

The canary jumped down from the tree and landed on Su Yuexia's shoulder. Su Yuexia walked forward step by step on the ancient road of Xishan...

She walked very slowly, as if she was afraid of crushing the sunset with every step...

"Who reads the west wind alone in the cold... Miss, is this poem really that good?" The canary whispered.

"Is it really that good? The Heavenly Dao Qingbo certified it, and it is the ultimate of poetry and prose!" Su Yuexin exhaled softly: "I originally thought that the Jinghong Reflection was his limit. Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, there came a Who reads the west wind alone in the cold? Who is he? What is he seeking? Is there really someone in the world who is so superb in the way of calculation, music, and poetry?"

A grand event, a glimpse of the way of literature, tonight will be the sleepless medicine for the whole Xiandu.

The whole city is boiling.

Hotel discounts.

The brothel began to arrange the song and the lyrics were ready: Who remembers the cold west wind alone...

Under the power of heaven, the sunset seemed unable to sink.

The sunset in the sky sank, and the brothel, the restaurant, and various high pavilions, along with the spread of this poem, seemed to have become the scenery of the setting sun...

Huixianlou.

The menu of the restaurant run by the royal family of the Eastern Domain Immortal Dynasty is in the same vein as that of the palace.

The waiters inside are all palace maids.

The guests who come are all royal relatives.

The third floor, the most honorable floor, the third prince Ji Cha sits in the main seat, on his left, the Gongyuan Xuezheng Zeng Gong, on his right, the Hanlin Academy Xuezheng He Yue, and below him are the five contestants.

The Hanlin Academy Grand Secretary is not there.

Wenyuan Pavilion Grand Secretary Xie Dong is not there either. They went to His Majesty's side as soon as possible. Maybe it was to analyze, maybe it was to report.

Ji Cha raised his cup: "Today, in the White Jade Literary Competition, all the masters worked together to write a brilliant chapter of literature. My father is very pleased. He specially ordered me to host a banquet on behalf of my father to entertain you."

Everyone raised their cups and thanked the northwest direction, where the palace was.

Ji Cha smiled slightly: "Before the banquet officially begins, there are still some rewards! Come..."

As soon as his voice fell, the door of the pavilion opened wide, and one eunuch held the imperial edict in his hand, and another eunuch held a tray...

"The Immortal Emperor's imperial edict, all the masters have worked hard and made great contributions, and are allowed to stand and receive the edict!" said the eunuch.

The five contestants stood up together, left their seats and came to the door of the pavilion, bowing at the same time.

"The Immortal Emperor's decree: The White Jade Literary War concerns the status of the Immortal Dynasty and the great plan of the Immortal Dynasty. The five masters have defeated the powerful enemy and made great achievements. The Immortal Dynasty should reward them heavily! Wenyuan student Lin Su was promoted to Wenyuan fifth-grade bachelor, Wenyuan student Ji Qianling was promoted to fifth-grade bachelor, Xianchao Academy sixth-grade teacher Deng You was promoted to Xianchao Academy fifth-grade professor, Hanlin Academy seventh-grade imperial envoy Zhou Yu was promoted to Hanlin Academy sixth-grade imperial secretary, and Gongyuan seventh-grade envoy Lu Qingyao was promoted to sixth-grade director. In addition, a thousand immortal yuan will be granted together! This is the decree."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The five people received the decree together.

A tray was presented on the side, with a yellow bag for each person. Lin Su weighed it. In addition to the immortal yuan, there was also a token in the bag. This token was equivalent to his previous official seal.

He and Ji Qianling smiled at each other and were both happy.

"Become an official!" Lin Su's three words reached Ji Qianling's ears.

Ji Qianling smiled lightly: "Yes, who would have thought that I, Ji Qianling, would also be an official one day."

This is the difference between a bachelor and a student.

If students are the establishment of the Immortal Dynasty, then a bachelor is a regular court official. One of them is a fifth-rank official, and the other is a junior fifth-rank official. Their official positions are not low.

This is also a special case. The Immortal Dynasty has never been so generous in appointing officials. It directly appoints a person from a commoner to a fifth-rank official. In the secular world, it is the treatment of a top scholar.

But in today's world, it is also justified.

Lin Su won two games alone, and Ji Qianling won one game. It was the two of them who pulled the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty out of an absolute disadvantage and won the final victory in the White Jade War.

Therefore, they are the ones who are rewarded heavily!

As for the other three people, although they did not play a role in the whole war, the Immortal Dynasty also emphasizes humanization. Five people form a team. If the team wins, the rest of the people will also be rewarded as long as they work hard, but the reward is much lighter than that of these two people.

Most of them were promoted one to two levels.

However, the huge reward of Xian Yuan is also treated equally.

What is Xian Yuan?

It is an upgraded version of Jing Yuan!

One Xian Yuan is equivalent to 100 Jing Yuan, 1,000 Xian Yuan, and 100,000 Jing Yuan. The purchasing power in Xiandu is probably equivalent to the purchasing power of 100,000 taels of silver in the old Da Cang capital. It is definitely a way to make a fortune.

However, Lin Su is most excited about something else.

He is most excited that he can enter Wenyuan Pavilion and obtain all kinds of top-secret information in Wenyuan Pavilion!

The immortal decree has been issued.

The prize has been received.

The eunuch who delivered the decree has left.

Everyone is excited...

Just when Ji Cha was about to bring all the heroes to the banquet, he suddenly stopped...

On the attic, a group of people appeared...

The person in the front, wearing gorgeous clothes and jade crown, handsome and elegant, was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Ji Yun.

Behind him was a group of people that Lin Su had seen before. The old man in purple was the Crown Prince's young master Hong Bo, as well as the Crown Prince's groom, Du Si and others.

"Brother Crown Prince!" The Third Prince Ji Cha bowed deeply.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" A group of people knelt down at the same time beside Lin Su.

Ji Qianling frowned slightly, a little undecided, but she saw Lin Su's movements from the corner of her eyes, and made up her mind, bow!

No kneeling!

The rules of the Immortal Dynasty are that when you see a royal family member or a person of rank outside the court, you don't have to kneel down.

They are all people of rank.

You don't have to kneel down!

Of course, people will definitely like you to kneel down more, but Ji Qianling doesn't intend to make herself uncomfortable. Anyway, Lin Su is a higher official than her. If Lin Su doesn't kneel down, I won't kneel down either...

The prince's eyes swept across the whole audience. At this moment, his face was full of energy, as if there was no shadow of the previous pollution.

"I happened to be next door. I heard that my brother led the masters to hold a banquet here, so I came to take a look."

"If I had known that the prince was next door, I should have gone to see him. It's my fault for causing him to move!" said the third prince.

The prince smiled and patted the third prince on the shoulder: "It is said that ignorance is not a crime. How could I blame you? I came here uninvited, just to offer a glass of wine to all the masters, thanking you for your unparalleled contributions to the Immortal Dynasty."

The three contestants kneeling in front kowtowed together and said at the same time: "The honor I have today is all due to the support and recommendation of His Royal Highness the Prince. If there is any contribution, it is all the credit of His Royal Highness. I am not worthy of His Royal Highness' respect..."

The prince smiled: "Masters, you are too modest. My recommendation is also based on the overall situation of the Immortal Dynasty..."

His voice paused slightly, and his smile was stiff. It seemed that he had not noticed Lin Su and Ji Qianling until this moment.

When his voice stopped and his eyes fixed, the atmosphere in the pavilion seemed to solidify.

The purple-clothed old man stepped forward: "Lin Su, Ji Qianling, why don't you kneel down when you see the prince?"

His voice was low and powerful, full of deterrence.

Lin Su smiled: "According to the rules of the Immortal Dynasty, people of high rank do not need to kneel when they see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince outside the palace. The kneeling of the three of them should be to thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for his recommendation. However... I have not been recommended by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If I thank His Royal Highness for his recommendation, wouldn't it make His Royal Highness feel like "seeking fame and reputation"? Therefore, I dare not kneel!"

This is polite and reasonable, but it is also very harsh.

The three of them are all chosen by the Crown Prince, and it is their right to kneel.

And I, who was not chosen by the Crown Prince, played a key role in the competition. Now that you see my value, you come over and ask me to carry the sedan chair for you. Isn't that just seeking fame and reputation?

The Crown Prince's face was gloomy.

The atmosphere in the entire attic suddenly dropped to freezing point.

The purple-clothed old man's face suddenly turned purple: "Bold lunatic! Are you looking down on the prince because of your own merits?"

Lin Su said: "Your Majesty has just issued an immortal decree, telling the world clearly that Lin has made real contributions to the immortal dynasty! But the prince's master said that Lin was just 'looking down on his own merits'. Don't you think this is a disobedience to Your Majesty?"

The purple-clothed old man's hair almost flew up.

Lin Su no longer looked at him, and his eyes turned to the third prince Ji Cha, whose face was changing: "Your Majesty, this cup of recommended wine, I toast you!"

Stretching out his hand, a wine glass on the table flew up, he raised his neck and drank it in one gulp, stepped into the air, and disappeared!

There was a deathly silence in the field.

Ji Qianling also stretched out his hand: "Your Majesty, I also toast you this cup of recommended wine!"

Raising his neck and drinking it, a long river appeared in the air, and she also stepped on the waves and left.

In the pavilion, the prince's face was ashen, staring at the sky, suddenly turned around, and went down the third floor!

Inside Wenyuan...

The night is deep...

Lin Su stepped into his Juxianju, and the four maids knelt down at the same time, like four tuberoses blooming at the same time, their faces were all red: "Congratulations to the head of the family for showing his prowess in the arena!"

"Congratulations to Master Lin for his music and poetry skills that amazed the world!"

The former is an eunuch, and the latter is an outcall servant.

No matter whether it is an eunuch or an outcall servant, they all witnessed Lin Su on the high platform today, and the waves in their hearts are probably not smooth for ordinary people.

Lin Su smiled lightly: "What is there to congratulate my family? Prepare some wine and food for me."

The two eunuchs Xiaorou and Xiaoruan ran away, but the two outcall servants were a little surprised, but they didn't show it.

They were sent by King Nanjiang to serve Lin Su, and naturally knew that King Nanjiang was hosting a banquet on behalf of the Immortal Emperor tonight. The young master is such a great contributor, it's impossible not to be drunk, but he didn't eat?

Really!

Lin Su really didn't eat!

If the prince had not suddenly jumped out, he would definitely have food to eat, but since the prince jumped out, he would have no food to eat.