Great Blue Night Watchman

Li Guihan came over and took a quick look. The streets below were already busy with traffic. It was actually more lively than Da Cang Capital. Several carriages passed by. The people on the carriages could not be seen, but the people running beside the carriages were following the carriages. Everyone's face was pale, and an aura of desolation came to their faces.

"Who is this?"

"I don't know. He must have been a big shot in this city in the past. He stomped around and shook the mountains. Yesterday, there was a sudden change. The fate of the four hundred big shots was turned upside down. From now on, they no longer have rich clothes and fine food, and they no longer stand on the clouds. , but can only become a bereaved dog, leaving Beijing in panic. Although I am not a Buddhist, I still feel that I can recite Amitabha..."

Li Guihan rolled his eyes: "I understand your pity. This is a very magical kind of pity. It can even be interpreted as... the villain succeeds!"

Ha ha ha ha……

Lin Su laughed.

Li Guihan also laughed. After laughing, he asked, "I forgot to ask you, what did you and that person talk about at Jinyan Temple last night?"

Regarding this topic, Lin Su was a little surprised. What should I talk about with others? Is there anything else you don't know?

Li Guihan bullied him again. Do you think I'm spying on you twelve hours a day? If you are with that person, do I dare to detect him? He is the emperor!

Understand, this is called exploring and not exploring.

Lin Su met with His Majesty the Emperor, but she didn't explore, not because she didn't want to, but because she didn't dare. The Emperor has the Imperial Seal, and the Imperial Seal is more powerful than the Jade Chan. If one of them fails, the Jade Chan will be useless.

Lin Su told her that His Majesty the Emperor liked me very much and wanted to keep me as an official in Nanyang. Do you know what conditions he offered? ...His Majesty the Da Cang Emperor should really come and listen. He said, I will choose the 317 posts of second-grade officials!

Li Guihan's face changed. Then you... what did you say?

From her point of view, she really felt that this was a good path. He couldn't survive in the officialdom of Da Cang. She once told him that if he couldn't survive, he should retreat and go to Haining, which has beautiful scenery. Gotta get you.

And now? If he comes to Nanyang Ancient Kingdom to serve as an official, all the Lin family can be brought over, and he will truly get rid of the bad things in Da Cang's officialdom.

Lin Su replied in three words: I refuse!

Rejected!

Something unexpected, but also seems to be expected!

Li Guihan sighed softly: Why?

Because... my roots are in Da Cang after all!

Lin Su didn't explain much to her, and only answered with a very unreal answer: Root.

What is a root?

Being born here and growing up here is called root, and having worries in one's heart is called root...

Li Guihan was silent for a long time, and finally let out a soft breath: "Is there any possibility of easing the conflict between you and Emperor Da Cang?"

"I think...it's hard!"

"Then will you learn from the successful experience of Nanyang Ancient Kingdom and replace Da Cang with an emperor?"

Lin Su suddenly jumped up: "Little girl, you can say some things, but you should not say nonsense. I still want to keep my eight-and-a-half-pound head for a few years..."

"You want to keep it for a few years, but I see that they don't want you to keep it for the New Year. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. What should you do?"

Lin Su gently scratched his head: "It's difficult to do! Da Cang is different from Nanyang Ancient Kingdom. The emperor of Da Cang is living outside without the imperial seal..."

Li Guihan looked at him and sighed softly: "I'm a little relieved, but I also have a little headache, you know?"

What?

Li Guihan explained. It can be clearly seen from your words that you really wanted to rebel. You didn't succeed just because you didn't find an opportunity. It's not that you didn't want to plot...

Lin Su's eyes bulged...

Li Guihan added, "I feel gratified that you dare to tell me such taboo things. I feel like you are really starting to trust me."

Lin Su slapped his forehead: "I'm leaving!"

Turn around and go downstairs.

"Where to go?"

"From now on, I won't take you with me wherever I go. I think you might become a traitor at any time."

"I understand this sentence. To be a traitor, I must first be one of your own, right? Well, you finally treat me as one of your own. I am a little touched. How about accompanying you for a while?"

I happily accompany him on his journey.

The two of them went downstairs, and just as they walked onto the street, another group of carriages came over. A scholar in front of him in scholar's uniform cast his eyes on Lin Su's face, and was slightly startled. Lin Su and Li Guihan also looked at each other at the same time. To their surprise, this person turned out to be the great scholar from the Hejian Palace, whom they had just met the day before yesterday at the Zhenbei Palace.

Is this convoy from Hejian Prince's Palace? Well, now there is no Hejian Palace, they have all become common people.

When a carriage passed by them, it suddenly stopped.

The sedan curtain inside the carriage was gently lifted, revealing a pale face, which was the former Prince of Hejian.

That day, Prince Hejian's face was a little pale, but that was just due to drinking and sex, but today, the whiteness on his face made him even more depressed.

But the Crown Prince was still very impressive and stared at Lin Su coldly: "It's actually you?"

Lin Su responded with a smile: "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

The most ordinary words made the prince's face streaked with black lines. In just two days, he was more than sick. He was directly removed from the Hejian Palace, his family was confiscated, his title was seized, and he was expelled from the capital. He changed from a high-ranking royal child to a down-and-out person.

The gap was so big that it was enough to drive him crazy.

The prince said in a deep voice: "It is so audacious for a foreigner to disturb the situation of his own country. Are you not afraid that you will not be able to leave Nanyang country?"

Lin Su frowned: "Is it really just daring for a foreigner to disturb the situation in Nanyang and turn several prestigious palaces into ruins? Why do I think this is called 'admiration for the vastness of supernatural powers'?"

On his way back to his hometown, the prince was attacked again.

And his father, the former King of the River, was sitting in a carriage behind him and vomited blood with a loud sound.

Li Guihan stroked his forehead, who are you? Everyone is like this, and you stepped on him...

Along the way, they finally saw the scenery of Nanyang Capital.

how to say?

It looks like a big country. The streets are at least twice as wide as Da Cang Capital. The high-rise buildings on both sides are three stories high on average. The flow of people is ten times greater. The richness of goods is beyond Da Cang's reach.

In front, near the Confucian Temple, a tall building rises from the ground, like a giant tower. The tower has three big characters, which illuminate half of the capital. These three characters are "Shisheng Pavilion".

Your Excellency the Poet Saint, countless literati gathered together to admire your square bricks. The square bricks are all filled with poems!

In the Poetry Pavilion, every brick is filled with poetry.

A layer of poetry with dazzling white light.

The poems on the second floor shine with silver light.

The three-layered poem is dazzling with golden light.

Four layers of poetry, colorful light.

Five layers of poetry, colorful light.

The topmost spire is filled with green light.

Although there are only five floors, each of these five floors is more than ten feet high. The top spire is almost the same as the top of Baoping Hall, the highest palace of the Nanyang royal family.

The Shisheng Pavilion is the signature of the Shisheng Family in the capital.

What is promoted is the poet's heritage, and what is established is the rules of literary ethics.

The pavilion is five stories high and contains all the poetry in the world.

Anyone can write poetry here, general cursive poetry can be written on the floor, white light poetry can be written on the bricks on the first floor, silver light poetry can be written on the bricks on the second floor...

Thousands of years have passed, and there are more than tens of millions of poems left in this Pavilion of Poetry.

If it is an ordinary pavilion, no matter how many bricks there are, it should be filled with carvings. However, the power of literature and Taoism has changed this inherent rule. With the increase of poems, the Shisheng Pavilion will only continue to increase in height. Every foot higher can be engraved. There are millions of poems. In this way, they tell the world that poetry has no boundaries.

From another level, the Poetry Pavilion has naturally become a holy place of literature and art. Not to mention that the Poetry Pavilion represents the facade of the Poetry Holy Family, it actually has tens of millions of poems, and the world's literati Everyone is proud to leave poems in Shisheng Pavilion, and ordinary literati will come to appreciate and learn from them.

Therefore, in the huge square, there are countless people. Along with the sound of poetry being recited loudly, there seems to be a strange aroma in the air, which makes people refreshed and clear-eyed. This is the aroma of books.

There are no books in the world. If there are many poems, they will become books.

Lin Su and Li Guihan came from afar, stepped onto this huge square, and merged into the ocean of poetry. Their feet were full of poetry, and when they raised their heads, they were also poetry...

Although Li Guihan was not afraid of anything, and even looked around the emperor's study room with a jade cicada, he still felt a little nervous when he got here.

She warned Lin Su again, you can write poems here, but don't conflict with them. This is the face of the Holy Family of Poetry. As the saying goes, if you hit someone, don't slap them in the face...

Lin Su strode away and came to the pavilion door. He cupped his hands and said, "Excuse me, is Li Changgeng, the great elder of the Poetry Saint Family, in the pavilion?"

The faces of the two scribes in front darkened slightly: "Who are you?" Most people would not dare to call Li Changgeng by his first name.

Lin Su said: "Da Cang Lin Su."

A scribe on the left said coldly: "A man of the great Cang is so ignorant of etiquette? He rashly asked for an audience, but he actually dared to call the elder by his name?"

"Your Majesty, just tell me whether he is here or not!"

The scribe on the right said solemnly: "Of course the Great Elder is here, but you don't deserve to see me! Get out!"

As soon as the word "Go" came out, Li Guihan's heart skipped a beat. Do you dare to anger him? You don’t even know how arrogant he is. If you get angry this time, you might end up getting spoiled...

Lin Su moved his eyes to her and sighed softly: "I also want to follow your instructions, but some people are just mean. If you don't drink a toast, you will be punished with a drink. I am helpless."

"Don't be ridiculous..." Li Guihan shouted.

Lin Su suddenly raised his head, gazed at the top of Shisheng Pavilion, and shouted loudly: "Li Changgeng, the Great Elder of Shisheng Holy Family, listen, I am Lin Su! Your Excellency plotted against me yesterday, and I am honest and upright. The light comes to challenge you, come out!"

This loud shout, based on the Supreme Wenshan Mountain, was an extremely literary interpretation of the power of literature and Taoism. The sound waves covered the entire capital, and even outside the capital, the bells of Jinyan Temple were buzzing...

Your Majesty the Poet, everyone looked up at the same time, and they were all shocked!

Within the capital, all the pedestrians on the streets stopped, and their expressions changed drastically!

In the imperial city, His Majesty, who was sitting on the Golden Palace and reading the memorials, suddenly raised his head, with a strange light in his eyes!

A green donkey was galloping slowly into the capital at this moment. On the green donkey's back, a young nun suddenly raised her head!

In the Zhenbei Palace, Hongye was copying "The Burial of Flowers" by hand when his hand suddenly trembled and a drop of ink fell on the paper...

On the top of the Shisheng Pavilion, an old man with white beard and white hair was holding an ancient book in his hand. Suddenly he heard this loud shout, his face suddenly sank, and the air around him seemed to freeze instantly.

The air solidified only for a moment. The next moment, the white-haired old man Li Changgeng slowly stood up. As he stood up, his originally not tall figure seemed to be standing on the ground, looking down at Lin Su below.

Lin Su raised his gaze and stared at him. The two gazes traveled through a hundred feet of space and met in the air, sparking an invisible spark...

"Young little boy, are you talking about a challenge?" The eight words came down through the air, and they were understated, but they showed the demeanor of a master in the world.

"Do you dare to accept it?" Lin Su only answered in three words, but his domineering tone was revealed.

"How to challenge?"

"The challenge for you is, of course, poetry. I will set the topic, and you will write a poem. Then you will set the topic, and I will write a poem. The writing time is limited to one stick of incense. Whoever's poem is better will win. His poems failed, his literary heart was shattered, and he withdrew from the literary world!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

An unknown boy came from Da Cang to challenge the great elder of the Holy Poet Family. This was a shocking news in itself. What was even more shocking was that once their bet failed, they would break their literary hearts and withdraw from the literary world. …

For literati, this is almost equivalent to gambling on one's head.

Li Guihan was so anxious that she jumped up and down. She told him countless times last night and today not to get into trouble with Li Changgeng, and he agreed, but what about now? The literary world is betting on...

You bastard bastard, here you go again to lose and win...

Do you know who the person in front of you is?

How could the great elder of the Holy Poet Family be an ordinary person? Why do you think you can beat him?

Li Changgeng's face was gloomy: "Ignorant and ignorant people should quit the literary world! ... Take the gamble!"

"I swear by the way of heaven!" Lin Su pointed to the sky.

Li Changgeng also pointed to the sky: "I swear by the way of heaven!"

There was a bang, and a big earthquake came from the clouds, which represented the establishment of the oath of heaven.

The Oath of Heaven's Way is a higher level than the Oath of Wen Dao. The Oath of Wen Dao can be explained by the Wen Dao Exemption Order. Li Guihan carries this kind of order, and Li Changgeng will naturally also have it. But the Oath of Heaven's Way has nothing to do with it. untie.

Li Guihan's eyes were extremely serious, and a voice came into Lin Su's ears: "He is not someone who doesn't know you. He dares to answer, so he must have prepared a very tricky question, so the question you give him must be If you want to be cunning, you have to lower the level of his poetry first, then you have a chance of winning!"

This suggestion is certainly correct. If you come up with a tricky topic, the other person will not be able to write a good poem.

A voice came from the air: "Lin Su, come up with a question!"

Lin Su raised his head and spat out a sentence: "There are no restrictions on the words, the only requirement is to be aboveboard!"

Everyone in the city heard this, and everyone was surprised and confused. Is this the question he asked?

Just need to be aboveboard and without any restrictions?

This topic is not difficult, and it can even be said that anyone can write it. Even if you are not an aboveboard person, who wouldn't flaunt yourself as an aboveboard person?

As the great elder of the Holy Poet Holy Family, I have definitely written such a poem, or in other words, I have unlimited material in my stomach.

When Li Guihan heard this question, he almost fell down. He had just reminded you to ask a tricky question, and in the blink of an eye, you came up with a sub-question. The most you asked this question was to take this opportunity to ridicule him... …

The Great Elder was also secretly happy. He never expected that the questions Lin Su gave him would be so easy to score points. It seemed that his goal was about to be achieved today!

He is the great elder of the Holy Family of Poetry, and his current status is very different from that of Lin Su. Lin Su came to challenge him, but he actually didn't have to accept it - just saying "You are not worthy" can send Lin Su far away. Far.

But he answered it, why?

It's because he has not forgotten his ultimate mission in coming to Beijing this time!

The head of the family gave him a strict order that Lin Su must be abolished. Yesterday he took action for this purpose. Unfortunately, the late emperor came out and his goal was not achieved. The mission originally failed. Today Lin Su came to give him a chance. He took the initiative to propose an extremely serious bet: a poetry competition, and the loser would break his literary heart and withdraw from the literary world.

As soon as this bet came out, Li Changgeng felt itchy.