Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 136 The First Poem of the New Year

As midnight approached, Lin Su got up and went back to the room...

As soon as he left, Lvyi's eyes fell on the faces of An Ye and Sister Chen intentionally or unintentionally, the meaning in the eyes was still clear, you two, who will sleep with him?

Sister Chen's face was a little uneasy: "Xing'er, my son is always talking about gods and ghosts, I dare not sleep alone, let's sleep together..."

He dragged Liu Xing'er to her room.

The green clothes look sideways, are you really sleeping with Xing'er?seriously?
An Ye stood up gracefully: "Midnight is approaching, I have to practice, will you sit still?"

Green clothes nodded slightly.

The night is gone.

She disappeared immediately, and appeared in Lin Su's room the next moment, plunged into his arms, and actively pulled his hand to hug her waist.

"Why are you so active today?" Lin Su leaned closer to her lips.

"It's Chinese New Year, give you a New Year's gift..."

Lin Su became very interested, and this game lasted until the second year...

In the early morning of the next day, An Ye finally woke up after a crazy night of sleep, looked down, it made people blush, my God, was he so crazy last night?
Lin Su opened his eyes: "Baby, what should we start the first day of the new year?" He stretched out his hand and put his arms around An Ye's waist.

An Ye sighed softly: "I'm a little sorry, I'll withdraw! Substitute!"

In a flash, she disappeared on the spot, and the next moment, she came back, holding a half-naked woman in her arms. It was Sister Chen. Sister Chen struggled, but she couldn't break free from An Ye's grasp.

An Ye pushed Sister Chen into Lin Su's bed: "Come on, start with this..."

Puchi smiled and flew away.

Sister Chen and Lin Su looked at each other, dumbfounded...

Lu Yi got up, and saw Liu Xing'er as soon as she got up, Liu Xing'er sneered at her, motioning for Lu Yi to look...

Lu Yi followed her gaze and saw An Ye, An Ye came back from the outside, very ostentatious...

what's the situation?
The young master didn't sleep with her on New Year's Eve?

"Where's Miss Chen?"

"I don't know, I didn't see her when I woke up in the morning." Liu Xing'er looked a little strange, and looked at the main room in the west courtyard.

The situation on the face of the green clothes is changing, Sister Chen, you have learned badly, you announced in a high-profile way yesterday that you are sleeping with Xing'er, today it is bright, and you are the one who can't be famous in bed with the young master...

Poor Sister Chen, on the first day of the new year, she helped An Ye take a huge scapegoat.

Lin Su finally got up, and Sister Chen jumped out of the window and ran away.

When Lin Su walked out of the room, he saw the green clothes, and the green clothes bowed gracefully: "Happy New Year, young master."

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year..." Lin Su began to take money, and on the first day of the first lunar month, he gave out red envelopes.

The 200 taels of silver bill was handed over to Lu Yi, who refused to accept it: "My lord, in the past year, you have written more than ten colorful poems and lyrics. In the new year, you will start the new year with one colorful poem." Let's do it! Here's wishing the young master a bright future in the new year!"

Lin Su smiled: "Okay, let's come up with a topic!"

Both An Ye and Sister Chen came out, Sister Chen glared at An Ye fiercely, she slept soundly, was carried away by An Ye and gave it to him to play, she was ashamed and annoyed...

Lu Yi chuckled: "How about just using the girls from the Ding family as the topic?"

Perhaps in her heart, she still felt that Lin Su should give An Ye a little compensation. The first sleep of the year was given to Sister Chen, and the first poem gave An Ye a proper title...

"Ding..." Lin Su gently scratched his head, "Your surname is Ding?"

The green clothes shook their heads, girl of the Ding family, so you won't beat him up?Playing with you thousands of times, I don't even know your name or surname...

Sister Chen smiled: "An Ye is a nickname, and the daughter of the Ding family is called Ding Yao Ye, the night of the night, the distant Yao! You probably always thought her name was An Ye."

"Ding Yaoye, Ding Yaoye... What a poetic name, this name should naturally be a poem! The first poem of the new year, for Yaoye..." Lin Su raised his hand, and the golden paper fell...

"There is a bright moon on the sea, and the sky is at this moment together. The lover complains about the night, but lovesickness at night..."

The poem is completed, the four fields are silent...

Circles of colorful lights are spinning at the tip of his pen, like colorful colors, which last for a long time...

Several women stared at the colorful light, all of them were intoxicated, and they raised their pens to write a colorful poem. How many people can there be in the world with such a miraculous start to the new year?There is only one person in the world!This is the most impactful story of the year.

Is it colorful or colorful?Why the delay?This is different than before.

Suddenly, the gold paper soared into the sky, the bright moon was born on the sea, and the end of the world was at this moment...

The verses appeared one by one in the air, and everyone below was fascinated.

The words of this poem are like beads, and the word "Yao Ye" is cleverly placed in it, which is full of poetic flavor.

The lines of the poem were suddenly closed, the blue light filled the sky, and the manuscript went straight up to the sky, turning into a bright moon...

"Eternal blue sky!" Lu Yi's face changed suddenly, and he looked at the sky and couldn't believe it.

"Eternal blue sky..." On the Yangtze River, an old man walking straight on the river suddenly raised his head. He was Baoshan who had disappeared for nearly half a year. He had just rushed back from the ancient country of Nanyang.

"Eternal blue sky... On the first day of the new year, you actually witnessed the eternal blue sky?" Yang Zhifu climbed to the top of the government office, his eyes sparkling.

An old voice sounded in the air: "Poems are handed down from generation to generation, and turned into heart chakras. Heart chakras are everywhere, and evil will not invade!"

The golden paper in the air suddenly turned into a small golden wheel, and with a chirping sound, it shot into the center of An Ye's forehead.

An Ye was taken aback: "Wen Bao?"

Wenbao, the treasure of literati, is the same as the magic weapon of practitioners.

Most of the magic weapons of cultivators are collected by cultivators from all kinds of precious divine materials and refined with brilliant tools. There are formations engraved in them, or they are integrated into the will of cultivators, and their power is infinite.

And what about literati?It is also possible to refine magic weapons, that is, pour high-end literary spirit into the four treasures of the study they use, so that these utensils have the power of writing.

For example, Deng Xianchu's broad character can expand the space of Haining Building ten times, and that piece of paper is a cultural treasure.

Cultural treasures are more rare than magic treasures, because most practitioners of magic treasures can practice, but the level is different, and cultural treasures, the minimum starting point must be a scholar with a literary heart.

Cultural treasures are also hierarchical, with the lowest level being Daru Wenbao.

The high-level ones include Wenlu Wenbao, Wenjie Zhijie Treasure, and Saint Treasure...

The cultural treasure that this poem is transformed into is very special. The poem was written by Lin Su. Lin Su is only a juren at present. In theory, there is no way to form a cultural treasure. Even if it is formed, it should be the lowest level. The cultural treasure was ordered by the sage himself, so this cultural treasure is the embryonic form of the holy treasure...

Lu Yi was stunned, staring at Lin Su in a daze. She got two beautiful poems and lyrics from Lin Su, and she also hoped that An Ye could get one. Today, An Ye got it, but it is a poem handed down from generation to generation...

An Ye was also stunned, she was a martial artist, she didn't have much interest in poetry at first, and she really fell in love with poetry because she got in touch with him, but no matter what she cultivated, Wen Bao's effect was extremely great.

Especially her, she has been on adventures all year round, and all kinds of evil things have posed a fatal threat to her, and this kind of cultural treasure with the will of a saint is really tailor-made for her.

What's worse is that this treasure was specially given to him by her man, and it has her name in it...

Xianggong, I won't wait for your imperial examination, I will call you Xianggong now...

Lin Su was also stunned.

He wrote a lot of colorful poems, but not many poems handed down from generation to generation. There are rewards for the poems handed down from generation to generation. For the first sapphire case, he got the "Thousand-degree Pupil", which has infinite uses.

This is the second song, written for An Ye, which gave An Ye a strange cultural treasure.

One of his poems may become a powerful holy treasure. Why did he suddenly feel that he might become a Tang monk in the eyes of others in the future?
Looking at the burning eyes of the girls, Lin Su panicked a little: "Everyone, don't expect too much. I really don't know whether the poem can be handed down to the world, but I can just write it if I can't say it... Today's poem is handed down to the world. Ye's name is good, it has nothing to do with me..."

Sister Chen smiled: "Don't worry, I didn't want to ask you for handed down poems, you can give me money as a red envelope."

Lin Su smiled: "That's very good. For Chinese New Year, it would be nice to have some money for one person... Come, yours!" 200 taels of silver was slapped on the palm of Chen Jie.

Sister Chen saw that the scoundrel was a bit too much, so she quickly said, "Master gave me 200 taels, let's send red envelopes to the girls on behalf of you..." Take the three girls away to save money for Lin Su, To prevent him from getting too hot-headed, 200 taels per person will really scare the girl from the other hospital into a heart attack.

It has to be said that Sister Chen is considerate. She really plans for Lin Su. If she doesn't evacuate urgently, Lin Su will really give [-] to each person. At least the people in this yard are [-] to each person. Once the hole is opened, the girls will all become rich women on the first day of the new year, is there any reason for that...

On this day, red envelopes are flying all over the sky.

The old lady distributed a round of gifts to all the girls in the courtyard. The handwriting was unprecedentedly large. One person gave 2 taels, and Sister Chen, An Ye, and Lvyi gave another round on behalf of Lin Su. The handwriting was even bigger, and each person gave 7 taels. Thirty maids and their family members (including the housekeeper Uncle Sun, Lao He, Lao Zhou, etc.), each divided 9 taels, which stimulated all these girls to get carried away. One Spring Festival gave 9 taels, which is almost equivalent to a strong man. A year's worth of hard work.Which girl in the world can have this kind of treatment?

During the commotion, there was a knock on the yard door, is there a visitor?

When Lao He opened the courtyard door, he saw Mr. Baoshan.

"Mr. Baoshan! You are always back, and the two sons have been talking about you these days..." Lao He bowed deeply.

"It's a lie at first glance. The second son said that I still believe you a third of the time, the third son is not so respectful of the teacher..."

Lao He scratched his head, hehehehe...

The door of the east courtyard opened, Lin Jialiang rushed out, bowed and saluted, the courtesies were first-class, the door of the main courtyard opened, and the old lady came out to greet the ceremony, her happy expression was real, her two sons were about to take the imperial examination, and they urgently needed an expert After a bit of tutoring, Mr. Baoshan will arrive. This is really the happiest thing.

From the west courtyard, Lin Su came over: "Mr. Baoshan, I heard that you went to the ancient country of Nanyang? Have you seen the Ci master?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone paid close attention.

The focus is different.

Mother Lin has mixed feelings about that school of poetry. She is grateful to that school of poetry. It is precisely because of the opening of a line of poetry that it has led to a poem handed down on the son's poetry. It is famous all over the world. The son is in the shade, and the Ci sect is planting trees. Those who enjoy the shade can't be so heartless after all.But she is also a mother, like other mothers, she has a subtle thought, her son is so proficient in Ci, who is better than that Ci school?Is it true that, as people say, blue comes from blue and is better than blue?

However, Lin Jialiang knew that the Ci sect Nanchu Layman simply helped his third brother carry the blame. When the third brother had no fame, he replaced the third brother to carry the "Kaiwen Road" cauldron. Didn't see through this layer?
Baoshan said that he went here because he really wanted to have a meeting with Ci Zong, but Ci Zong was too busy, and he traveled thousands of miles from various temples, and those who asked for Ci Zong's advice broke through Baiji Plain, He never met.

Of course, in the later period, the Ci sect still sent someone to notify Baoshan to allow him to visit, but Baoshan refused.

Why refuse?Because Baoshan is not a fool, he knows why Ci Zong asked him to go, Lin Su from Da Cang Kingdom opened his literary career with "novels", and Baoshan was the only senior literati from Da Cang Kingdom in the field, Ci Zong informed him I went there not for the sake of Ci, but to understand the new style of "fiction" that has just appeared. What is a novel?Baoshan knows nothing, what is he going to do?Do you want to show off your ugliness?
Therefore, he very Versailles refused.

Lin Jialiang discovered another important point from these words...

Countless students from the imperial examination traveled thousands of miles to Baiji Plain to ask Ci Zong to change his Ci, but Ci Zong really did not refuse, resulting in countless people seeking to see Baiji Plain, what does this mean?It shows that the Layman of Southern Chu really regards himself as a "Cizong"!
How dare he do this?

This is a very risky thing.

If one day, the temple discloses that the original author of "Butterfly Love Flower. Baijiyuan" is Lin Su, it will be a real disaster for the laymen of Southern Chu!
That proves that he has been deceiving the world and stealing his name for a long time, and he is a literary thief!

Literati value literary names the most, and literary thieves are the titles most despised by all literati.

Mr. Baoshan entered the living room and ate various snacks developed by Lin Su, his eyes began to brighten...

After drinking Grade A Baiyunbian wine, my eyes are brighter...

I got the original manuscript of Lin Su's "Legend of the White Snake" and read it directly. From this reading, I saw the sunset from the morning, no, including the night...

For a whole day and night, Baoshan finished reading the novel "Legend of the White Snake", and he couldn't help sighing, "Little San, you are so wonderful that I am so impressed by you. I suddenly felt that it would be better to go to the ancient country of Nanyang to seek advice from others. If you talk about it, maybe you can give me some inspiration for writing.

Lin Su curled her lips: "I don't know until now? I've already told you that staying in the Lin family for three years guarantees that you will be able to open a literary career. If you don't believe me, you have to run around. It turns out that you are a lot lower than you." The Autumn Water Painting Screen has been painted, are you ashamed?"

Baoshan's eyes puffed up: "The painting method of Qiushui Huaping...is also inspired by you?"

"...The main reason is that she kept her promise and devoted herself to the good of my Lin family, taking good care of her..."

Baoshan glared at him fiercely, slandering in his heart: Does it mean that if Baoshan wants to open up his literary career, he has to show himself in front of you?
That's all, just show it!
In order to open up the way of writing, for the sake of that promise when I drank too much, stay in the Lin family honestly. This kid's literary talent is really hard to describe. Can it really help me break through the writing path?
(End of this chapter)