Great Blue Night Watchman

Lin Sudao: "I said yesterday that today's Tanzhou is full of high-rise buildings, small bridges and flowing water, the holy way is popular, and the people live in peace! This sentence is wrong. The real situation is: today's Tanzhou is full of high-rise buildings, but it is only nine." The archway erected by the family; the blood and tears of the common people flowing on the small bridge; the popular holy way is just a fig leaf; the common people live in peace, but they are just the domestic slaves of the nine families!"

The kindness on the white-robed monk's face suddenly disappeared.

But he didn't speak.

Lin Sudao: "Do you know who these nine people are? Du Yuquan, Jun Ruoshui, Li Rushan, Xiang He Nian..."

Nine names were announced, and the man in white closed his eyes.

Lin Su smiled softly: "Don't you think it's ironic? In the past, the nine literary figures and saintly scholars who forced the late emperor to abdicate in the name of the Holy Way have actually become a new mountain for the 30 million new immigrants in Tanzhou. , I really don’t know where the sacred way they talked about back then was lost today?”

The monk in white didn't react at all, and his whole body turned into a statue.

"These topics seem a bit heavy, and Master doesn't seem to be interested... Let's talk about something new."

Monk in white: "Donor, please speak."

Lin Sudao: "In the past, there was a fragrant concubine in the palace. This girl had the characteristics of a plague god. From the moment she entered the palace, the former emperor, princes and princesses began to die inexplicably. What is even more amazing is that King Kai succeeded to the throne and the other concubines died. He died, was demoted, and was sent to the cold palace by chance. Only this woman was a special case, and she was actually named a first-class concubine! I was quite interested in this woman, so I made a bold visit. I knew What’s the result of the visit?”

"What?"

"Master, please forgive me for being so bold. What is indecent about this girl is an eight-petal green lotus!" Lin Su said: "Buddhists have extensive knowledge and knowledge, and they must know what kind of symbol the eight-petal green lotus is."

The monk in white said slowly: "Yanyu Tower?"

"Exactly!" Lin Su said: "Yanyulou stirs up troubles in the world with superb and mysterious methods. He often participates in the royal family's fight for the throne. In order to seize the throne, he plans the Jiexin Sect's actions, and his hands are stained with blood. Someone else did it, and he took the benefit himself. How clever! Of course, the one behind this woman is even smarter. He is smart, courageous and iron-blooded. So what about the 13 princes canonized by the late emperor? He can still kill them all. Jing... Lin has never heard of such a courageous hero, and I really admire him!"

Lin Su said a lot, turned around and left the meditation room.

The monk in white slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, his eyes completely changed...

Li Guihan stood quietly outside the Buddhist hall. Lin Su came over and waved to her gently: "Come on, follow me to Baijiyuan."

With a chirping sound, the two of them broke through the air. The seal in the air was revealed, and Lin Su and Li Guihan disappeared at the same time.

As soon as they disappeared, there was a sudden loud earthquake in the meditation room on the right, and murderous intent rose into the sky. Several old monks of Jinyan Temple were shocked. Was Huixin's illness coming on? It didn't happen at night, but it happened during the day? what happened?

When they arrived, they discovered that Huixin's current state was not a symptom of illness...

Lin Su and Li Guihan didn't know this.

Li Guihan asked him a question directly: "What do you mean today? If you tell an old monk this matter directly, aren't you afraid that the old monk has ulterior motives? If he informs us, we may be in trouble."

Lin Su's expression was very strange: "There is something very strange. I wonder if you have noticed..."

What?

Lin Sudao: "Jinyan Temple is a temple of enlightenment. Only generals with bloody hands need to repent. That monk in white does not have the murderous spirit of hundreds of battlefields. He is definitely not a general. In theory, he does not need to repent, but the guilt in his heart The guilt is stronger than anyone else, and he is even obsessed with it, so who could he be?"

Li Guihan frowned quietly and did not answer. How did she know who the monk in the temple would be...

Lin Su continued: "There is another detail that you may not have noticed. The palace secrets record that the late emperor had a hole in his ear, which was left when he was assassinated. There was a secret medicine that could cure it at that time, but The late emperor refused to allow treatment, so he wanted to use this hole to firmly remember the big mistake he made during this assassination..."

Li Guihan said: "I noticed this detail, what's wrong?"

Lin Su said slowly: "Then... have you noticed that the monk in white has a hole in his left ear?"

Li Guihan jumped eight feet high, his eyes full of shock: "You... you... are you really sure that that monk is the late emperor of Nanyang Ancient Kingdom? How dare he... how dare he regard Jinyan Temple as his place of cultivation? Land? This is at the foot of the Imperial City. I heard that His Majesty is searching for the late Emperor all over the world..."

Do you know what it means to be dark under the light?

have no idea? ...Oh, that’s right! You haven't walked through the night with a light since you were a child.

Do you know that the most dangerous place is the safest place?

do not know either? ...Then just remember this rule. Don't ask so many whys. Remember, people's thoughts can be deceiving, and there are still blind spots in thinking... What? You don’t even know your blind spots? Forget it, I can’t explain it to you, let’s go fool Nanchu layman!

After a conversation between the two, Li Guihan was already aroused by him, but as soon as Lin Su said the next sentence, she was still given a shot of stimulant: "You just dug up the ancestral graves of Hua Shengsheng's family, and now you are really Are you going to dig up the ancestral graves of the Holy Poet’s family?”

"What are you digging for?" Lin Su glanced at her: "I gave him a surprise!"

"Please tell me whether it's a surprise or a shock."

"This is a very good question. It may be really scary at first, but soon it will be a surprise..." Lin Su raised her hand: "Don't ask any more questions. I think your question is better than a 'problem baby'" There are many."

"Who is the problem baby?"

Snapped! Lin Su slapped himself on the head: "Shut up! Open the way!"

It is quite now.

There was a sound of grinding teeth, Lin Su's eyes slowly moved over, and Li Guihan gritted his teeth: "You are sitting on my Daoxi, using my jade cicada, and still owe me a lot of debt, and you actually dare to be arrogant to me... …”

"I'm thinking about a problem. After all the messy things here are settled, I'll write you poems, sing songs, and play the flute, okay? Be good and don't make trouble..."

Li Guihan felt relieved, happy, and full of expectations...

Baijiyuan, an ancient country in Nanyang, was originally just a hermit's retreat, but at a certain point, it changed and became a holy land of literature and Taoism. Why?

Because the golden avenue of "ci" is opened here.

The Nanchu layman who has lived in seclusion here for ten years has also stepped towards the pinnacle of his life: a generation of poets!

What an honor it is to be the seat of the Ci sect and the place where Ci was created?

The Baili wilderness, which no one cared about in the past, became famous all over the world overnight and became a holy land of literature and Taoism that literati from all over the world rushed to visit.

On Baijiyuan, great changes are taking place every day.

The small county town in the past has been renamed Cidu. All the restaurants in Cidu have been renamed. Don't use signs like "Lao San Restaurant", "Lao Chen Restaurant", and "Three Big Bowls" that have no cultural heritage. Okay, let's give it something elegant, so that it can be worthy of being a holy land of literature and art. As a result, the names of the restaurants changed overnight. Each name has its origin and story.

For example, Qingxing Tower and Canhongyuan come from "The flowers fade away and can be red, Qingxing Xiao", Swallows chatter, Green Water Villa comes from "When swallows fly, green water people surround them", and there are even a bunch of legends that confirm the origin of Ci. The old man's pioneering poem was found here. Every word is...

If you don't believe it, you might as well ask the dean of the "Tianya" school. The dean has a adopted daughter, the girl "Fragrant Grass" in Ci Zong's works. This is the true origin of "Where is there no fragrant grass in the world"...

Scholars from all over the world came here, listening to these stories, all of them were excited. They walked in the footsteps of Ci Zong and walked through the streets to understand life, pursue literature, and seek inspiration...

In the Ci Capital, there are pen writers everywhere.

Outside the Ci Capital, countless scholars live in small mountain villages. Some are interested in being literary and studying hard, and some are seeking advice. The next scientific examination will be next year, but it comes as it comes.

Of course, in addition to these regular scholars who read at the feet of Ci Zong, there are countless communicators.

The communicators are even more extraordinary. Among them are regular scholars who have already passed the palace examination, some are extremely literary scholars, and there are even experts who have broken through the literary path.

These people are looked upon by the world wherever they go, but where the Ci Sect is located, they dare not act presumptuously.

What they respect is a generation of poets, and they also respect the holy way!

Therefore, no one dares to look down upon those walking on the streets, those farming in the fields, and those cutting firewood on the mountains, because no one knows whether they are real farmers or literary giants who come here to seek inspiration and communication...

Lin Su and Li Guihan arrived at the Ci Capital.

How to go to see Ci Zong?

Li Guihan gave the answer: We cannot take Daoxi directly to "Liu Mianpo" where he lives in seclusion. We need to walk through Qingyun Road...

Why? Lin Su squinted at her.

Li Guihan glanced at him, "You are also a scholar after all. This shows your respect for him!" A generation of poets has pioneered literary peaks, and everyone in the literary world should respect him!

Lin Su glared at her: "Then why don't you respect me? I opened up the avenue of novels and made a great contribution to literature."

"Don't show off!" Li Guihan slapped him: "Can novels be compared with Ci? Ci poetry has entered the scientific examination and has become the two highest peaks alongside poetry. Can novels enter the scientific examination?"

Lin Su was full of dissatisfaction, but couldn't fight.

In terms of literary contribution alone, the novel is definitely not inferior to Ci, but it is also true that the novel cannot enter the scientific examination.

Regarding the scientific examination, he had nothing to say. After all, he was also a "vested interest" in the scientific examination mechanism - he had won the top prize and became a fifth-rank official, but he could not hold the bowl of the scientific examination. , backhandedly ruined the scientific examination...

So, the two of them got off Daoxi and embarked on the road to Liumianpo.

This road is based on bluestone, with willow trees on both sides, shaded by weeping willows, gently swaying in the spring breeze. Several literati hold books in their hands and recite poems in the spring breeze. Everything is so beautiful.

In front is a pavilion named: Wenxian Pavilion.

There are two scribes playing chess in the pavilion.

"Brothers, why are you here?" A scholar asked, holding a white stone in his left hand.

"Visit the layman of Nanchu." Lin Su replied.

"His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince has just entered. I am afraid that Master will not have time to receive the distinguished guest for a while. The distinguished guest may as well settle down and stay before coming back tomorrow."

Lin Su said: "You'd better inform us that Haining Lin Su is here to visit. It's up to you whether you see him or not."

The scribe smiled faintly and moved his eyes to the chessboard below, where the white piece fell...

The scholar opposite made a black move...

The two of them played chess leisurely without raising their heads, obviously ignoring Lin Su and Li Guihan...

In Liumianpo, there is a thatched house. In the thatched house, the fourth prince Chu Feng is sitting respectfully at the bottom. At the top is an old man with slightly gray beard and hair, who is a layman of Nanchu.

Next to layman Nanchu, a beautiful woman was holding a teapot and pouring tea for the two people in front of her.

Her beautiful eyes are full of charm, her almond-shaped eyes are full of charm, and her delicate figure makes people think of her. She is the third princess of the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

"How many green lotuses did you get during this Qinglian discussion, Your Highness?" Nanchu layman's voice was soothing and soft.

"Thanks to my mentor, my disciple received 107 green lotuses!"

The Nanchu layman was slightly shocked: "With one person's power, he captured more than a hundred green lotuses!"

The third princess's eyes suddenly brightened, and she stared at Chu Feng, as if she had discovered a brand new treasure.

With one person's power, he has more than a hundred Qinglian, and he is also a young prince with a graceful demeanor. Such a person is the favorite of the Fox clan.

"My mentor has taught me well, how dare my disciple take the credit?" Chu Feng smiled softly.

The layman of Nanchu raised his eyes, still quite excited: "Your Highness, why should you be too modest? In addition to the Three Kingdoms, there are six countries and thirteen states. With the power of one country, it is not easy for Qinglian to surpass a hundred. Your Highness can do it with one person." It is unimaginable to overwhelm a country! After this battle, Your Highness will become famous all over the world and will be the leader of the younger generation..."

He talked for a long time and was quite excited. He didn't notice at all that the expression of the third princess next to him slowly changed. Her eyes were full of love. Occasionally, when she met Chu Feng's eyes, Chu Feng's eyes were also fascinated. She led her away...

The wind direction is starting to go a little bit...

Periphery!

Ask Xianting!

The two students were still playing chess and seemed to have completely forgotten the existence of Lin Su and Li Guihan.

Li Guihan's voice came: "I have heard that these two disciples are a little greedy for money. If you want to see Ci Master, you need to take care of them. You don't lack this thing anyway, how about..."

Lin Su smiled slightly and turned to Liu Mianpo: "Nanchu layman, Lin Su from Haining is here to visit!"

The sound was not loud, but the penetrating power of the sound was extremely strong. This ray of sound traveled ten miles away and covered the entire Liumianpo.

The expressions of the two disciples playing chess changed at the same time: "Bold!"

When facing a visit from Ci Zong, it is customary to give an announcement first. Even if His Majesty the Emperor is coming, he still needs an announcement. Who would have thought that the person in front of him would speak directly. How is this inappropriate?

In Liu Mian Pavilion, the voice of Nanchu layman suddenly stopped, and the eyes of Chu Feng and the third princess in front of him also suddenly cut off.

The three people were shocked at the same time.

"Haining Linsu?" Nanchu layman asked: "How did he come to Nanyang?"

He didn't know much about the literati in Da Cang, but there were a few who had a deep impression on them, and one of them was Lin Su.

Lin Su pioneered the avenue of novels. At that time, the holy message spread throughout the nine countries and thirteen states. He also wanted to inquire about Mr. Baoshan, a scholar in Da Cang, about this person, but Baoshan refused at that time.

Later, Lin Su wrote "Linjiang Immortal. Rolling Waters of the Yangtze River East", and Wang Chengcheng passed the first half to him to read. Among the army of sequels all over the world, he, the layman of Nanchu, continued the second half. In the first half of the poem, the poems became colorful, while in the second half of Lin Suxu's poems, the poems became handed down from generation to generation.

For the "generation of Ci master" Nanchu layman, this was a huge defeat in a distance contest, and he even vomited blood.

From that day on, Lin Su occupied an important place in his heart.