Great Blue Night Watchman

"Ahem...Master, do you want to meet him?" Chu Feng also had mixed feelings when he heard this name. He was reluctant to mention Lin Su's Qinglian Theory. If the two people in front of him knew about Qinglian Theory, , Lin Su's Qinglian was ten times more than his. As the number one young talent in the eyes of his teacher, his halo was gone, and the eyes of the charming little "Master's Wife" in front of him changed.

Nanchu layman slowly said: "Please come in!"

Two words passed through ten miles of void and spread out above the Wenxian Pavilion.

The two disciples stood up at the same time and bowed facing the north.

Lin Su and Li Guihan stepped forward, jumped into the air, and shot towards the thatched cottage on the distant hillside.

In front of the door of the thatched house, a figure in light yellow clothes stood quietly. It was Chu Feng, the fourth prince.

Lin Su fell from the air.

Chu Feng took a step forward and cupped his hands: "Brother Lin, I invited you to talk to me the day before yesterday. Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened. I thought that Brother Lin had returned to Da Cang. What a pity. I didn't expect that Brother Lin was still in Nanyang. What a blessing!"

Lin Su also bowed back: "Has Your Highness recovered?"

"I dare not worry about you, Brother Lin. I have already recovered 50%..." Chu Feng said to the inside: "Master is waiting inside, Brother Lin, please!"

Lin Su stepped into the thatched house, while Li Guihan and Chu Feng were outside.

Inside the thatched house, it forms a circle of its own.

After approaching the hillside, an old man was sitting on the edge of the slope. In front of him was a small table. On the table, there was a pot of tea and two teacups, which was extremely simple.

Lin Su strode away, and the old man in front slowly raised his head.

"Lin Su has met the layman of Nanchu!" Lin Su bowed slightly.

"Now there is Hainingzi, who is famous all over the world!" The layman of Nanchu smiled slightly: "I have lived in Baijiyuan for a long time, and today I finally meet a great talent of the world. How lucky is it?"

"Thank you, senior!"

"sit!"

Lin Su sat down in front of him.

"Tea please!"

Lin Su picked up the tea cup.

"Young Master Lin came here and you don't know why?"

Lin Sudao: "I have something presumptuous to do. I ask for it abruptly. I hope senior will allow it."

"Come and tell me!"

Lin Su said: "Su has an older brother, who is far away at the border of Blood Rain..."

He got straight to the point and mentioned the matter directly.

Nanchu layman listened quietly with a smile on his face...

After Lin Su finished speaking, Nanchu layman spoke: "I thought Mr. Lin came today just to talk about poetry with me. I never expected that he would ask me to propose marriage on your brother's behalf. I have lived in Baijiyuan for a long time and devoted myself to poetry. I have long forgotten the ways of the world and the ways of the world. Please forgive me for my helplessness, Mr. Lin."

Nanchu layman refused directly, and refused very simply.

He is a member of the Holy Family of Poetry. The Holy Family of Poetry has a very close relationship with the royal family of the ancient Nanyang Kingdom. How come he doesn't know about the affairs of the royal family? The Prince of Zhenbei wants to get married to the Prince of Hejian, and there is His Majesty's approval behind it. Anyone who wants to do evil is sick!

If a young boy from another country comes from another country and lets me get into this chimney, what does he mean by being an old man? Fool?

Lin Su smiled softly: "This matter is Su Menglang's fault. Since the senior is unwilling to talk about it, how can Su dare to force it?... Let's return to the art of poetry, right?"

The Nanchu layman's heart skipped a beat: "Master Lin has another shocking new work. Do you want me to see it?"

Lin Sudao: "How dare! How dare!...How dare Lin talk about any new works in front of a generation of poets? I only want to write down the pioneering works of my predecessors in my own handwriting and present them in front of my predecessors to show my respect to a generation of poets!"

The layman of Nanchu was greatly surprised.

The meeting between Lin Su and him was destined to be a collision of sparks.

Many people speculate that Lin Su is asking to meet his senior as a junior? Or use Qingci's fighting power to challenge his peak?

When he just said the four words "Return to the Tao of Ci", the layman of Nanchu was sensitively aware that this was the beginning of the war, but now Lin Su told him that Lin Su wanted to personally write the first poem "Die Lian Hua" .Baijiyuan" and presented it to him as a mark of respect!

Writing your own poems for others to read may have the meaning of competition, but writing poems about Nanchu laymen and giving them to Nanchu laymen himself is an expression of the highest respect for Nanchu laymen!

Lin Su raised his hand, gold paper came out, and precious pen fell!

He wrote "Dielianhua. Baijiyuan" and respectfully presented it to the lay people of Nanchu.

At this moment, Nanchu layman swelled!

Da Cang Literary Genius, who wrote several famous poems that have been handed down to the world, wrote "Die Lian Hua. Bai Ji Yuan" with his own hands and presented it to him respectfully. People all over the world might as well take a look and see what the lyrics are about. , who is the sect!

He took the manuscript and pretended to smile indifferently, unable to conceal his inner ecstasy, but suddenly, his hand trembled...

Above the lyrics of the song "Die Lian Hua. Bai Ji Yuan", there is a holy light. This is the original holy light!

The thunder in Nanchu layman's heart suddenly rolled...

Only the original author who writes this poem will bring the original holy light. This is an unchangeable and iron rule!

"Dielianhua. Baijiyuan" was written by Lin Su!

As long as this piece of paper is taken outside, everyone in the world will know that Lin Su is the first-generation poet, and he, the layman of Nanchu, is a literary thief who deceives the world and steals his reputation!

A generation of poets is a joke!

The entire Poetic Saint Family is a joke!

The ancient country of Nanyang is a joke!

The consequences would be ten times more serious than if the sky collapsed!

He, a layman from Nanchu, can swear to God that he really did not claim to be a great poet at the beginning, but others forced it on him.

But he also had to admit that he didn't deny it.

why? As a scholar, no one can resist this hat, no one can give up this honor, especially when His Majesty the Emperor personally visits, the fourth prince becomes his disciple, and the third princess travels thousands of miles to be the concubine of this eighty-year-old man. After the head of the Holy Poet Holy Family expressed his respect for him, he became deeper and deeper in this whirlpool of glory, and was completely unable to extricate himself.

But now, he clearly knows that there is only a thin piece of paper between him, a brilliant poet, and a ruined literary thief!

His back was instantly covered in cold sweat.

Lin Su's voice came: "Senior claims to be ignorant of human feelings, but that's just self-effacing. As a generation of poets, experienced in worldly affairs, how can he not be aware of the warmth and warmth of human beings? If Su can be fulfilled once, Su will fall in love with him. If you repay your kindness, you will not let your senior down in the future."

Nanchu layman's heart skipped a beat...

What's the meaning?

As long as he helps him once, can Lin Su not expose this matter? Even fulfill him?

is it possible?

It is definitely impossible for ordinary people, but Lin Su is an exception. Why? Because he had already opened up his literary career, he had already had enough glory. His personal promise of "not letting the seniors down" made the Nanchu layman suddenly feel like he had survived a desperate situation.

Nanchu layman slowly raised his head, his face changed, and he sighed: "Master Lin traveled thousands of miles just to fulfill the wishes of his relatives. He has good intentions, deep feelings, and is touching... Come on, I will accompany you for a while. "

Lin Su was overjoyed: "Thank you very much, Ci Zong."

Bow deeply...

Nanchu layman came out of the thatched house, beckoned to the third princess, and said: "Sanniang, I will accompany this young master out."

Everyone was shocked.

Li Guihan's eyes flickered, he actually invited Ci Zong! Did you hit Baiyun again? From her perspective, this may be the only answer.

The third princess's eyes fell on Lin Su's face, and she was also surprised. She had no impression of Lin Su. After she came to Baijiyuan, she stopped hearing from Da Cang and devoted herself to adding fragrance to the red sleeves of "a generation of Ci master". , I don’t know who Lin Su is. What surprised her was how could this young man have such a great reputation?

The Nanchu layman said a few words and left in the air with Lin Su and Li Guihan.

There were only two people left on the hillside, Sanniang and Chu Feng.

Sanniang's beautiful eyes turned slightly and met Chu Feng's gaze. Sanniang smiled softly: "Your Highness, come into the house. How about I play the piano for Your Highness?"

Under her gaze, Chu Feng's whole body went limp, and he entered the room in a daze...

Nanchu layman would never have expected that during this business trip, whether he wore the hat of "a great poet" on his head was another question. There was another hat that he obviously wore tightly, and this hat was... green.

Zhenbei Palace.

It was already setting sun.

The gatekeeper looked at Jinyue Mountain in the distance. The setting sun was shining golden. He suddenly had the illusion that today's sunset was golden and seemed to be brighter than before.

At this moment, two figures came from the sky and landed in front of the palace gate.

The janitor stood up abruptly.

The literati who can come through the air can only be great scholars. The two people in front of them are all high-end VIPs.

"Please inform the prince that a layman from Nanchu is coming to visit!"

The gatekeeper trembled suddenly and was stunned...

Within the palace...

King Zhenbei stood up abruptly, completely in disbelief: "Are you talking about...a lay scholar from Nanchu who was a poet of the first generation?"

yes!

King Zhenbei jumped up suddenly and reached the door in one step. He suddenly stopped: "Go down and prepare the best food and wine, open the Jingxian Pavilion, and immediately..."

Before the words were silenced, the person had already rushed out.

Zhenbei Wangfu, the middle door is wide open, the prince is walking in the front, his three brothers are behind him, and there is a long row of various personnel behind him, including the prince, a group of princes, twenty-one great scholars in the mansion, and four masters. There are eighteen people and maids.

All the high-end people in the Zhenbei Palace were dispatched just to welcome the new generation of poets.

"I have met a generation of poets!" The prince bowed deeply.

"See Yi Ci Zong!" Everyone behind him bowed at the same time.

"I've met the prince!" Nanchu layman also returned the gesture.

The prince hurriedly supported him: "Ci Zong came to our mansion. Our mansion is really full of glory. Please invite Ci Zong to the Jingxian Pavilion..."

Under the setting sun, a group of people walked through the palace and headed to Jingxian Pavilion.

In the backyard, Hongye also bounced up suddenly: "You said... Ci Zong is really here?" Her voice was extremely excited.

Xing'er's face turned red: "Really! Miss, the prince just brought a bunch of people to greet them personally and sent them to Jingxian Pavilion. It was a mess outside, and many people wanted to see it..."

"You go too! You go to Jingxian Pavilion to serve them. If you have anything to say, please send it to me immediately."

"yes!"

Myolie went.

As soon as she left, Hong Ye also came to the door. She walked around the door three times, as if she couldn't decide where to go. Finally, she changed her clothes, which were those of a maid, and slipped out of the room...

In the Jingxian Pavilion, the prince sits in the main seat. The first person on the left is the Nanchu layman. Lin Su sits under the Nanchu layman. Opposite are several princes and princes from the Zhenbei palace. These people are all literati. Chu Jushi was from the same generation of poets, and everyone was very excited, but they still showed their good upbringing and were polite.

After drinking a cup of tea and tasting a few rare fruits brought from the demon clan, it was time to talk.

Nanchu layman was a bit embarrassed to speak. The palace respected him too much, and almost everyone in the palace came. The level of attention was unprecedented, but it was not convenient to talk about things, so we could only wait until after the banquet.

After chatting for a while, the maid came over to announce that the banquet can be started...

At this time, another maid came to report: "Your Majesty, the top elder of the Holy Poet Family, Elder Mu, accompanied by the Crown Prince of the Hejian Palace came to visit."

What?

The prince was shocked, what happened today? A Ci Sect just came, and then a top elder from the Holy Family of Poetry came? Ci Zong is also an elder of the Holy Family. Did you two come together?

He turned his eyes to the layman Nanchu, but the layman Nanchu turned his eyes to Lin Su.

Lin Su frowned. He had just invited the Nanchu layman into the palace, and before his butt was hot, the Hejian Palace invited another top elder from the Holy Family of Poetry to also arrive at the palace.

Why such a coincidence?

Why do I think someone tipped me off?

Please!

The prince personally went out to greet him, and soon, a group of people also came to Jingxian Pavilion. The person at the front was also an old man with an immortal spirit. When he saw the layman of Nanchu, he smiled slightly: "I asked you why the prince is so happy today. It turns out that the elder Nan Chu of the first generation of Ci sect came to the palace, what a coincidence."

Nanchu layman stood up and bowed to him: "Elder Mu!"

Although he has an earth-shattering reputation as the first generation of poets, his status in the Holy Poet Family is not as high as that of Mu Renqing. Mu Renqing is the top elder, and he is only a senior elder. He is one level away, the Saint In the family, there is a strict hierarchy, and he must first bow to Mu Renqing.

Mu Renqing smiled slightly and accepted his bow calmly.

A group of people behind him also came forward and saluted the layman of Nanchu. Among this group of people, there were four middle-aged scholars. According to the introduction, they were all the most famous scholars in the Hejian Palace. The young man in the middle was none other than Hejian. The eldest son of Prince Jian's house, he is quite talented in appearance, but his face is rather alcoholic and slightly pale. He only has the status of a scholar, and he behaves quite humbly among a group of great scholars.

When a new group of guests is added, the seats need to be rearranged.

Mu Renqing showed some symbolic humility and took the first seat. Nanchu layman took the second seat. The others took their seats one by one. Lin Su, who followed the Nanchu layman, had no sense of presence and was intentionally or unintentionally Time was placed at the bottom.

Nanchu layman looked over, but Lin Su still had a smile on his face and sat calmly at the bottom.

The wine and food were brought up. The wine was the most high-end Bauhinia wine from Nanyang ancient country, and the food was the most high-end Nanyang Eighteen Plate. The prince toasted with a glowing face: "Today, all the distinguished people are here, and the walls of our house are shining brightly. I would like to offer a thin glass of wine to all the distinguished ones." !”

Lift your neck and drink it all in one gulp.

Everyone raised their glasses, saluted, and drank it all in one gulp.

Mu Renqing put down his wine glass and said: "Your Majesty, the King of Hejian met with the Prince Hetai recently and they intended to marry each other. The King of Hejian mentioned this matter to me and asked me to come and formally make a marriage agreement. When I heard about it, I happily agreed. The marriage between the two kings is a perfect match. With beautiful people and talented people, how can Nanyang’s grand event not come to pass?... Come and give the prince a gift!"

The next scholar held a gift sticker in both hands and presented it to the prince.

Just when the prince was about to take it, the Nanchu layman suddenly said: "Your Majesty, I came here today because I was entrusted by someone, and I also intend to make the two surnames happy."

The prince was slightly startled.