Great Blue Night Watchman

Lin Su stood up to say goodbye. Qu Wendong's back completely disappeared, and his eyes revealed a mysterious light.

Today, Qu Wendong came to test him.

And he also confirmed one thing, that is, Jiangdong's old case was far more terrifying than imagined.

Qu Wendong knew the inside story, but he couldn't explain why at the moment. Because their power was too small, once they were involved in Jiangdong's old case, both the Qu and Lin families would die without a burial place!

He didn't tell Lin Su because he was protecting Lin Su.

Lin Su understood this, so he stopped chasing.

The girl outside came to report: "Third Young Master, Young Master Jin is here to visit."

Qu Jin?

A smile appeared on Lin Su's face and he stood up quickly. A burst of fragrance came from the door, and a young man in colorful clothes appeared. The fragrance came from him. It was ethereal and noble. If I was not wrong, If so, it should be the spring tears of the Lin family.

"Brother Lin settled in Qu's house. I should have come to visit early. Just because I got together with friends yesterday, I missed the time. It's my fault..." Qu Jin smiled with a smile on his face and bowed deeply.

Lin Su also had a smile on his face: "Young Master Jin is the first of three generations of the Qu family. Before Su came to the capital, he had heard about his name for a long time. How lucky are you to see him today?"

"Brother Lin, please don't be like this. Jin knows very well that Brother Lin's poetic talent is unparalleled in the world... I came here today because I was entrusted to invite Brother Lin to go to Zhaixinglou to attend the Lingyun Poetry Festival at midnight tomorrow. I wonder if Brother Lin is willing to give this to Jin." A thin noodle?"

"Lingyun Poetry Club? Tomorrow at Chenshi?"

"Exactly!"

"Who is going?"

"Of course they are all literary geniuses. It can be said that the Lingyun Poetry Club will focus on the most famous talents in the capital. The top ten people who have passed the imperial examination will be invited, as well as those from various states. "

"Since Mr. Jin personally invited him, how dare Su refuse? I must go tomorrow!"

Qu Jin thanked him with a smile, exchanged a few words, and left Yixianyuan.

As soon as he went out, Sister Chen and the three of them walked out of the room at the same time, all with unkind expressions on their faces: "Master, how can you agree to him? Let me tell you, this person..."

Lin Su waved his hand: "I know who he is, and I also know what will happen tomorrow, but don't worry, what is supposed to come will always come."

The three women looked at each other.

An Ye sighed: "Looking at this situation, we can't keep him, so everyone, please bear with me tonight, don't play tricks with him, and let him prepare well."

"No, I need to relax when facing hardships. The three of you, stay with me tonight..."

An Ye spat at him: "Three of you are accompanying you? Are you holding on to the wall to attend the meeting tomorrow? Do you really think you are so strong? You are only cruel to Lu Yi. Sister Chen, you are not even submissive..."

The faces of Lu Yi and Sister Chen were as red as fire at the same time. You are a shameless person in the dark night. You can say this...

In the evening of that day, a message was sent to countless locations that Lin Su would participate in the Lingyun Poetry Recital tomorrow.

As soon as this news came out, it caused an invisible shock wave.

Zhang Hong stood up from the study and stared at the horizon for a long time...

A smile appeared on Qiu Zixiu's face filled with the radiance of Buddha nature...

There is a magical light in the eyes of Guizhou Huiyuan, and he is eager to try...

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lu Youwei had already gone to bed and sat up suddenly: "Xiao Liu, prepare my blue dress, sprinkle it with spring tears, and... wake me up immediately at dawn tomorrow, don't miss it ”

"Miss, the poetry meeting only started in Yinshi..."

"I know, just do as I say."

Xiao Liu was in a daze, sighing quietly in his heart, Miss, I know you want to leave the best side for the Third Young Master, but, Miss, do you know? It is impossible for you and him to do anything. Something big happened to the third young master yesterday. The master has already stood on his opposite side...

At Green Willow Villa, Zhang Haoran also received the invitation. Upon hearing that Lin Su would attend, Zhang Haoran and Zhang Yiyu looked at each other.

"Are you going?" Zhang Haoran asked his sister.

"Whether I'm going or not, you won't be able to see me anyway." Zhang Yiyu answered him with something that didn't answer the question.

Understand, she will go, but not to participate in the poetry meeting, she will just observe from the outside.

So, are you going?

Zhang Yiyu asked her brother.

"This boy's poetry meeting has no sense of existence if he participates in it. To be honest, it doesn't feel good, but what if you don't participate? And you may miss the most exciting cultural event. Hey, I am quite confused..."

A literary genius is accustomed to being the center of attention, and no one wants to act as a foil. Therefore, Zhang Haoran usually does not attend weddings and funerals. Why? He can't be the protagonist.

He is willing to participate in the poetry meeting because he can be the shining protagonist, but if Lin Su is present tomorrow, the protagonist will not be someone else. This feeling is not pleasant.

One night, no matter how long it is, will eventually pass.

The sun still rises.

Lin Su woke up from the gentle countryside. When he opened his eyes, Lu Yi, who had been with him last night, had already gotten up. As soon as he sat up, Lu Yi came in and brought breakfast.

"Ms., did you sleep well?" This is something Luyi is very concerned about. Today there will be an extremely important poetry meeting waiting for him. Under normal circumstances, few people can fall asleep. If you don't have a good rest, your state will be bad. It will be good, but for those who use their brains, it is fatal.

"How could it be bad to sleep with a little beauty like you?" Lin Su grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms, held her face and kissed her lips.

Luyi answered him sweetly and broke away quickly: "Bad husband, hurry up and eat. You can also think about your ideas in the morning. It's best to draft poems on various themes..."

Lin Su walked around the Yixian Courtyard all morning. The three girls thought he was writing a manuscript for abdominal stimulation, so they all avoided it. However, no one knew that Lin Sucai did not have a manuscript for abdominal stimulation. He did not believe that today's poetry meeting would be a poetry competition. Who gave them the courage to compete with him in poetry? Liang Jingru?

Even when comparing poetry, the skill must be outside the play.

What he didn't know was that the show in Zhaixinglou had already begun, and the action against him had actually started an hour ago.

The Star-Zhaing Tower is built in Nancheng. It is a hundred feet high and you can pick stars with your hands, so it is called Star-Zhaing Tower. Step onto the huge red pavilion on the top of the tallest building. Looking to the north, you can see the wind and moon in the city, and to the west, you can see the peach blossoms of the Western Mountains and Lingyin. The temple is vague and truly is boundless.

Today's Star Reaching Tower is full of heroes.

It is true that everyone is a student, and there are no white men coming and going. The students on the lower third floor are all students in white. Among them are many famous heroes from various states and prefectures. But even these heroes can only be on the lower third floor.

On the fourth floor, more than 90% of them are students who are taking the current palace examination. Those who are qualified for the current palace examination are all candidates who can test the gold list. These people have traveled all over the world, who doesn't hold their head high? But today, they are not qualified to go to the fifth floor.

Those who go to the fifth floor are literary geniuses.

The top 10 candidates in the state examinations can apply, the top ten in the imperial examination can apply, the literary scholars can apply, and the specially invited guests can apply.

The place below was packed with people. On the fifth floor, which had the best scenery, there were not many people. To be precise, there were only about twenty people, including Huiyuan from thirteen states, six from the top ten middle schools in the capital, and two great Confucians. , there are also four guests. Three of these four guests are women, Xie Xiaoyan, Bi Xuanji, Lu Youwei, and a bald monk, Qiu Zixiu.

Qiu Zixiu is from Quzhou Jiyuan (who was stepped down by Lin Su). Logically speaking, he is not qualified to go to the fifth floor. However, he is not inferior at all among the Huiyuan. One reason is enough: he is on the fifth floor. He was the only one among the people sitting there who wrote two colorful poems.

One is "Shadows in the Autumn Willow Mountains, Sadness under the Moon", and the other is the pipa poem he wrote that day when he and Lin Su Piaoxianglou competed: "The temple is full with the sound of Sanskrit, but the pipa is busy in the city."

Although there are many literary geniuses, how many of them have left colorful poems?

A colorful poem can basically establish a person's literary status. This status is even inferior to that of the number one scholar. After a few years, no one will remember who the number one scholar is in each term. However, colorful poems have been circulated for hundreds of years. A hundred years later, people still remember it.

Qiu Zixiu wrote two colorful poems and is already one of the most outstanding literary geniuses in the world besides Lin Su, the colorful madman.

The student poetry gathering started at midnight, but the Star-Zhaing Building was crowded with people early in the morning. Why? Because the great Confucian kings of poetry and Taoism will explain poetry when they are adults.

This is also the agenda of the Poetry Club - tutors teach.

Who will miss this agenda?

Ci Dao's entry into the scientific examination started with the General Examination, and the Palace Examination will naturally continue. Most of the students taking the exam are unfamiliar with Ci. Therefore, in the five months from the Competent Examination to the Palace Examination, all Ci Dao students became all students. The common pursuit, however, is how many Ci Taoists can we have?

There are only seven or eight people in the capital, including the great scholar Wang Chengcheng of Shidao, Gongyuan Li Pingbo, Deng Qinghe, Zhou Hongyuan, etc...

During this Spring Festival, the threshold of these great Confucianists who are proficient in poetry is almost trampled by seekers. They usually don't see visitors. Today, when Wang Chengcheng, a great Confucian, publicly lectures on poetry, the crowds are really empty.

Oh, by the way, Qu Jin, the youngest son of the Qu family, is also on the fifth floor. He was the tenth in the Beijing Examination. He happened to be on the edge of the fifth floor and was lucky enough to enter the top circle.

Since Yin Shi, Wang Chengcheng has been giving lectures. When he was speaking, Xie Xiaoyan gently stroked the Yao Qin, and while the fairy music was floating, Wang Chengcheng's lips and teeth were fragrant. His poems and wonderful essays accompanied by the faint music filled the Star Building, even if It was on the first floor and could be heard. Hundreds of people gathered in the Zhaixing Tower. You could hear a pin drop and there was no sound.

Here, only the beauty of literature and art remains.

After an hour, Wang Chengcheng ended his preaching, and all the students were intoxicated, as if they were waking up from a dream.

More than 20 people on the fifth floor stood up at the same time and thanked the great scholar for preaching.

Zhao Yuanxiong, the head of the Imperial Examination Committee, expressed his gratitude to Wang Chengcheng on behalf of everyone: "Mr. explained the path of poetry in detail. It is a blessing for all the students in this life. The imperial examination will be held in one month. I believe that all the students in the world will be blessed by Mr. Wang Chengcheng in terms of poetry." "

Yes, yes, before the teacher explained it, the students did not know that there was such a mystery in the poems. Hearing the teacher's words is worth ten years of reading.

To be honest with the teacher, the student thought he had some attainments in poetry before, but now when he listens to his discussion about poetry, he realizes that he is ignorant...

Suddenly, there were voices of gratitude everywhere, and Wang Chengnian twirled his beard, feeling satisfied.

Students need the guidance of famous teachers, and famous teachers also need top students to support them. The group of people in front of them will all be on the list in this palace examination. They will all be famous ministers in the future. As long as they see themselves, they will regard themselves as their teachers. In terms of literature and art, who could be more glorious than myself?

Just when he was feeling proud, a voice suddenly came: "Brother Qu, you said Lin Su from Quzhou Huiyuan School will also attend the poetry meeting? Why didn't you see him?"

The person who asked the question was Lu Yujing, the fourth son of Prime Minister Lu Tiancong. He came third in the capital examination and just stepped on Zhang Haoran's head.

As soon as this question was asked, the whole audience paid attention. The cup in Zhang Haoran's hand froze in the air, and Lu Youwei, who was sitting in the gauze tent, had her eyes brightening. This question suddenly raised by her brother was exactly what she had been struggling with all morning. She came very early and had been sitting there for an hour and a half. Her eyes searched the corridor entrance countless times, but she didn't see the person she wanted to see. She had wanted to ask...

Qu Jin stood up: "He obviously agreed yesterday. I also reminded him to come here early so as not to miss Mr. Wang's poetry class. Who would have thought that he just missed it... People in small rural areas, after all, I don’t know the etiquette, sir, please forgive me, please forgive me!”

He saluted Wang Chengcheng repeatedly.

A black line quietly appeared on Wang Chengcheng's face.

He teaches, but whoever receives the invitation does not arrive in advance? Even Hui Yuan, who was taking the imperial examination in the capital, was here, but Lin Su was the only one who couldn't!

How? Do you think that your poems are so good that you don't even bother to listen to his lectures? So arrogant...

Lu Yujing was angry: "What an arrogant person? How many pounds does he have? How dare he be so contemptuous of famous teachers and celebrities in the capital?"

Zhao Yuanxiong beside him smiled faintly: "I'm afraid you just rely on yourself to write a few beautiful poems and lyrics, right?"

Zhang Hongdao: "How many colorful poems and lyrics did you write? Brother Zhao really believes that he wrote it himself?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt as if they had been injected with blood. Even Qiu Zixiu, who had always been calm and calm, raised his eyes and their eyes were as bright as autumn water.

"Brother Zhang, what do you mean?" Qu Jin's face looked slightly dissatisfied, at least, he showed a slight dissatisfaction.

"Brother Qu, your family and the Lin family are related by marriage. Naturally, you don't want to believe that the world-famous Mr. Lin is a literary thief. However, his poems have different styles. Some are weathered, some are elegant and romantic, and some are sophisticated. However, some are full of philistine atmosphere, and some have the murderous atmosphere of the battlefield. How can a person have such experiences? How can a person who is less than 20 years old be able to endure such hardships? "

Qu Jin frowned deeply: "Although this is difficult to understand, the temple has recognized it after all. Without real evidence, it is inappropriate..."

"The Temple only determines the grade based on the poem itself. As long as the poems have not been registered with the Temple before, they will naturally be regarded as original. However, the Temple cannot determine whether it is really written by me. It has been done before. , the situation where someone’s poem is presented to the temple first by someone else…”

When Zhang Hong said this, everyone began to waver. The situation he mentioned did indeed exist.

Zhang Hong added that after the incident in Dingnanhou Mansion, there were 71 corpses of scribes in a secret room in Xueyuguan. All of them died of poisoning. The Ministry of War regarded it as a suspicious case. Until recently, this suspicious case was only solved by one person. Unraveled and revealed an incredible inside story...