I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

Squeezing around in the crowd, he finally arrived at Chengxiang Mansion.

What I have to say is that although this place is only a partial mansion of Chengxiang Mansion, the level of luxury is still amazing.

According to his official position, King Cheng Xiang was under Bai Zhengqing.

But in Baicheng, King Chengxiang's mansion is obviously more upscale than Baifu.

The reason is that King Cheng Xiang is the younger brother of the current Holy Majesty, his own younger brother.

Although he never asked about political affairs, nor participated in the decision of the Holy Majesty, his literary attainments deeply influenced the folk customs of the time.

In other words, today's Holy Master holds military power and military power.

In the hands of King Xiang, it is Wen.

Therefore, all those who come to participate in the poetry competition, on the one hand, are out of admiration for King Cheng Xiang's literary talents, and on the other hand, they also want to take this opportunity to receive some advice from King Cheng Xiang.

There are very few people who really come for the prizes, basically none.

Otherwise, what is the use of a group of literati and elegant guests who want the spiritual weapons needed by martial arts practitioners?

However, today is a bit different, at least one person came here for this spirit weapon, and this person is of course Bai Lin.

As soon as he entered Chengxiang's mansion, Bai Lin's eyes began to shine brightly, looking like a thief, looking for traces of spiritual weapons everywhere.

It was just like this, which frightened the red musk who had been following behind Bai Lin, "Master, this is Prince Chengxiang's mansion, you don't mean to steal the spiritual weapon, do you?"

steal?

"Cough cough." Red Musk's words made Bai Lin's saliva hard to swallow and coughed, "Smelly girl, what are you talking about, my son, am I that kind of person?"

After Bai Lin finished speaking, Cheng Yun'er sneered, "If he wants to steal things here, he must have the guts."

Although what Cheng Yuner said was straightforward, it was indeed true.

Dare to steal things in Cheng Xiang's mansion, there is no difference in essence from stealing things in the palace.

If this is caught, let alone Bai Lin, even the prime minister's son will surely die!

But this made Red Musk wondered, since it wasn't stolen, how did the young master get the spirit weapon? Just relying on the three or two lines of poetry in his mind?

"My lord, let's go. You have always been bad at literature. You haven't even touched the collection of poems and essays in your room. How can you compare with others?" Red Musk reminded kindly.

And this also made Bai Lin secretly happy in his heart.

Although the former Bai Lin was an ignorant guy who only knew how to spend time and drink, but the Bai Lin who came here through time travel is a veritable student. It seems that he is also a scumbag.

But this is not important, the important thing is, can't you remember a few poems in the nine-year compulsory education?

Even if it is a random song, it must be a peerless work in today's world!

So, are you afraid you won't win?

"Don't worry, my son knows it well." Bai Lin didn't say much.

After finishing speaking, Bai Lin chose a seat by the window, and the people who came to participate in the poetry competition also entered the venue one after another, saluting and saying hello to each other.

These people look like elegant scholars, because their sitting postures reveal a polite posture,

Unlike Bai Lin, who simply sat down with one buttocks, one foot was still dangling like a cramp.

But, at this moment, someone patted Bai Lin's shoulder from behind, "Master Bai Lin, it's been a long time since I've seen you, I miss Wen Cai so much."

Literary talent?

Hearing these two words, Bai Lin didn't even turn his head, and a name popped up in his mind, Zhao Wencai, and when he looked back, it was indeed him.

The only son of the Zhao family, the teacher of Jinxiang Academy in Baicheng.

Although it is just a small Jinxiang Academy, the students studying in it are all descendants of the royal family and noble officials. That is to say, what Zhao Wencai teaches is the future of Taiwu Shengguo.

Therefore, the identity of this gentleman has also made Zhao Wencai develop a consistent arrogance, which is not regarded by ordinary people at all.

And the reason why he spoke so politely to Bai Lin was because he held grudges!

There was a big fire in Jinxiang Academy before, and it was caused by Bai Lin drunk.

The reason is that when Bai Lin was drunk and happy in the brothel, he accidentally wrote a poem, which happened to be heard by Zhao Wencai passing by, so he copied it and rhetorically, and then it became his famous saying.

This also led to the fact that when Bai Lin wrote this poem in the poetry competition, it was directly regarded as a plagiarized work and kicked out of Chengxiang Mansion.

Afterwards, Bai Lin found out that it was Zhao Wen who did it, and when he was drunk, he burned down Jinxiang Academy in a fit of anger.

And that fire, although no one was hurt, burned Zhao Wencai's works for nearly half of his life, which almost drove him crazy!

Although he didn't take revenge on Bai Lin in this matter, he, a talented man from a literary family, joins Bai Lin in the poetry competition every year, and steps on Bai Lin to reach the top of the list every year!

This is his way of suppressing Bai Lin, and this year is no exception!

However, in the past, Bai Lin was addicted to alcohol, and his brain was a little hard to use. Naturally, he was not Zhao Wencai's opponent in literature, but now, the situation is different.

Looking at Zhao Wencai, who was always smiling while talking and laughing in front of him, Bai Lin also smiled slightly, "So it's Brother Zhao, sorry for your disrespect."

That is, this ordinary and unremarkable reaction made Zhao Wencai stunned.

In the past, every time he saw Zhao Wencai, Bai Lin would almost gnash his teeth, and once again even used violence in public.

But now, he actually smiled at himself?

Although Zhao Wencai didn't understand what was going on, he didn't take it to heart. After all, he could trample Bai Lin under his feet every year before, and today can only be the result.

At that moment, Zhao Wencai got up, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he said with raised eyebrows, "Master Bai, what a coincidence, you met me again today, this poetry competition, I'm afraid you will have to make another trip in vain. "

mad! Crazy!

This is clearly not paying attention to Bai Lin!

Regarding this, although Cheng Yun'er and Hong She beside Bai Lin looked unhappy, they couldn't say anything.

If she stood up and spoke to protect Bai Lin for no reason, it would actually make Bai Lin's situation even more embarrassing.

Bai Lin, on the other hand, smiled heartlessly, raised his face to look at Zhao Wencai and said, "It doesn't matter if I run for nothing, the important thing is that I never take other people's things as my own."

"Do you think so, Brother Zhao?"

These words were obviously referring to Zhao Wencai's plagiarism of Bai Lin's poems, which made Zhao Wencai's face darken suddenly, and he flung his sleeves away.

However, Bai Lin waved his hand with great interest, "Little Honghong, grind ink for me."

Hearing the sound, Red Musk was stunned for a moment, he hadn't realized what Bai Lin was going to do, but he followed Bai Lin's instructions and began to study the ink.

And Cheng Yun'er, who was on the side, kept looking at Bai Lin with her mouth curled up, "You still look good, just you, a flamboyant swinger, what kind of poetry can you make that will open the eyes of others?"

While Cheng Yun'er was muttering, Bai Lin was already waving the brush.

"The Zhao family originates from the Vice-Chu, Duke Wen Qingjie's noble family, high talents cover his eyes, death and hatred are difficult to get along with, don't go to the tiger's den for self-improvement, want to show lightness to the king, his face is greasy and fragrant."

After finishing writing, Bai Lin threw the pen directly, and deliberately shouted at Zhao Wencai who was not far away: "Oh, I feel a little sick to my stomach, no, I have to go to the toilet."

Speaking like this in front of a room full of literati in a large crowd made everyone around him cast strange glances at Bai Lin.

However, Bai Lin didn't care, got up and left, and took away Cheng Yun'er and Red Musk.

"Bai Lin, you are sick, why are you dragging us to the toilet?" Cheng Yun'er was almost pissed off.

Although Red Musk didn't speak, he didn't understand what Bai Lin was going to do.

After walking out of the Juwen Hall, Bai Lin smiled mysteriously and said, "Who dares to copy my poems when you are there?"