Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 399 What About the Poet Sage and Poet?

Li Guihan came over, and at a glance, the street below was already full of traffic, and it was actually more lively than Da Cangjing City. A few carriages passed by, and the people sitting in the carriages could not be seen, but the people beside the carriages followed the carriages. People, all of them were pale, and a sense of despondency rushed towards them.

"Who is this?"

"I don't know, it must be the great figures who stomped and shook the mountains in this city in the past. Yesterday, a shocking change happened, and the fate of the four hundred great figures was turned upside down. , but can only become a family of bereaved dogs, and leave Beijing in a hurry. Although I am not a Buddhist, I also think that I can recite Amitabha..."

Li Guihan rolled his eyes: "I understand your pity, this is a very magical pity, it can even be interpreted as... a villain's success!"

Hahahaha...

Lin Su laughed.

Li Guihan also laughed, and asked after laughing, I forgot to ask you, what did you talk about with that person at Jinyan Temple last night?
Regarding this topic, Lin Su was a little surprised. Is there anything I would like to talk about with others that you don’t know?
Li Guihan raped him again, do you think I'm probing you at twelve hours a day?You are with that person, do I dare to detect it?He is the emperor!

Understand, this is called exploring something and not exploring it.

When Lin Su met His Majesty the Emperor, she didn't want to do it. It's not that she didn't want to do it, but she didn't dare.

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 Emperor Da Cang really should come and listen, he said, I will choose the positions of the second-rank officer 310 and seven positions!
Li Guihan's face is changing, then you... what do you say?
From her point of view, she really thinks this is a good way. He can't get along in Dacang's officialdom. She once told him that if he can't get along, he should retreat and go to Haining. I can't help you.

And now?If he came to Nanyang ancient country to be an official, the Lin family could bring them all over, and he would really get rid of those bad things in Da Cang's officialdom.

Lin Su replied with three words: I refuse!

declined!

Unexpected, but also seems to be expected!

Li Guihan sighed softly: Why?
Because... after all, my roots are in Da Cang!

Lin Su didn't explain too much to her, and only answered with a very illusory answer: root.

What is root?
Being born and growing up here is called root, and being concerned is called root...

Li Guihan was silent for a long time, and finally exhaled softly: "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 the ancient Nanyang country and change the emperor for Da Cang?"

Lin Su bounced up abruptly: "Little girl, there are some things you can say, and some things you can't talk nonsense. I want to keep my six-pound head for a few more 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 keeps blowing. What should you do?"

Lin Su scratched his head lightly: "It's hard to do! Da Cang is different from Nanyang Ancient Kingdom, the emperor in Da Cang doesn't have an imperial seal left outside..."

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

what?
Li Guihan explained, from what you said, it can be clearly seen that you really wanted to rebel, and the only reason you failed was because you didn't find an opportunity, it's not because you didn't want to...

Lin Su's eyes bulged...

Li Guihan added, what makes me feel relieved is that you dare to tell me such a taboo thing, I think you really started to trust me.

Lin Su slapped himself on the forehead: "I'm leaving!"

Turn around and go downstairs.

"Where?"

"From now on, I won't take you anywhere. I think you may become a traitor at any time."

"I understand this sentence. If I want to be a traitor, I must first be my own person, right? Well, you finally treat me as your own person. Daozi Ben is a little touched, so what if I accompany you for a while?"

Excitedly accompany him on the road.

The two went downstairs, and just as they walked onto the street, another group of carriages came. A literati in front of him looked at Lin Su's face and was slightly startled. Lin Su and Li Guihan also came together at the same time Surprised, this person is the great Confucian from the Hejian Palace, and they just met them at the Zhenbei Palace the day before yesterday.

This convoy belongs to Hejian Palace?Well, now that there is no Hejian Palace, they have all become common people.

When a carriage passed by them, it stopped suddenly.

The sedan chair curtain inside the carriage was slightly lifted, revealing a pale face, it was the former prince of Hejian.

On that day, Prince Hejian's face was a little pale, but it was only because of the wine, but today, the paleness of his face made him even more downcast.

But the prince is still very powerful, staring at Lin Su coldly: "It's you?"

Lin Su responded with a smile: "Is your son safe?"

One of the most ordinary words caused black lines to flow across Shizi's face. In just two days, he was more than ill?The Hejian Prince's Mansion was directly expelled, his family was confiscated, and he was expelled from the capital. He changed from a high-ranking son of the royal family to a downcast.

This gap is big enough to drive him crazy.

The prince said in a deep voice: "A person from a foreign country is so daring to disturb the situation in his own country. Are you not afraid that you will not be able to leave Nanyang country?"

Lin Su frowned: "Is it really audacity for a person from a foreign country to stir up troubles in Nanyang and turn several prestigious palaces into bereaved dogs? Why do I think this is called 'supernatural powers and admiration'?"

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

And his father, the former King of Hejian, sat in a carriage behind him, and vomited blood with a wow sound.

Li Guihan caressed his forehead, what kind of person, everyone is like this, you still step on...

After traveling all the way, they finally saw the scenery of Nanyang capital.

how to say?

The style of a big country, the streets are at least twice as wide as the capital of Da Cang, the average height of the tall buildings on both sides is three stories, the flow of people is ten times more, and the richness of goods is beyond Da Cang.

Near the Confucian Temple in front, a high-rise building rises from the ground, like a giant tower, with three big characters on the body of the tower, and the splendor reflects half of the capital. These three characters are "Poetry Pavilion".

Your Excellency the Sage of Poetry, countless literati gathered to admire your square bricks, which are full of poems!
On the Pavilion of Poems, every brick is a poem.

The poems on the first floor are dazzling with white light.

The poetry on the second floor shines with silver light.

Three layers of poetry, golden light dazzing.

Four layers of poetry, colorful light.

Five layers of poetry, colorful lights.

The topmost spire is filled with blue light.

Although there are only five floors, each of the five floors is ten feet high, and the topmost spire is almost on the same level as the top of Baoping Hall, the highest building of the Nanyang royal family.

Shisheng Pavilion is the signboard of Shisheng Shengjia in the capital.

What is promoted is the background of poets, and what is established is the rules of writing.

The pavilion is five stories high and contains all the poems from all over the world.

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

Thousands of years have passed, and there are more than ten million poems left on this Pavilion of the Sage of Poetry?

If it is an ordinary pavilion, no matter how many bricks there are, it should be filled with bricks, but Wen Daoweili changed this inherent rule. There are millions of poems, and they tell the world in this way that poetry has no boundaries.

From another perspective, the Pavilion of the Sage of Poetry has naturally become a holy land of literature and Taoism. Not to mention that the Pavilion of the Sage of Poetry represents the facade of the Sacred Poetry family, it actually has tens of millions of poems. Scholars all over the world, Everyone is proud to leave poems in Shisheng Pavilion, and ordinary literati will come to appreciate and learn.

Therefore, on the huge square, there are countless people, and with the sound of reciting poems, there seems to be a strange fragrance in the air, which makes people refreshed and refreshed. This is the fragrance 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, set foot on this huge square, and also merged into the ocean of poetry. Poems are all under their feet, and when they look up, they are also poems...

Although Li Guihan was not afraid of anything, even the emperor's old man's study room was poked around with jade cicadas as if it were normal, but he was still 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 poets, as the saying goes, you don't slap people in the face...

Lin Su strode away, came to the door of the pavilion, and clasped his hands together: "Excuse me, is Li Changgeng, the great elder of the Holy Family of Poets, in the pavilion?"

The faces of the two scribes in front darkened slightly: "Who is your Excellency?" Most people dare not directly call Li Changgeng by his name.

Lin Su said: "Da Cang Lin Su."

A scribe on the left said coldly: "Master Da Cang, are you so ignorant of etiquette? Asking to see him rashly, how dare you call the elder by his name?"

"Your Excellency, just say whether he is there or not!"

The scribe on the right said in a deep voice: "Of course the Great Elder is here, but you are not worthy to ask for an audience! Get lost!"

Li Guihan's heart skipped a beat as soon as the words came out. How dare you provoke him?You don't even know how tyrannical he is, this agitation, I'm afraid it will be a bad dish...

Lin Su shifted his eyes to her, and sighed softly: "I also really want to follow your instructions, but some people are just cheap, and I have no choice but to toast and not eat fine wine."

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

Lin Su suddenly raised his head, shot his eyes at the top of the Pavilion of Poetry, and shouted loudly: "Li Changgeng, the great elder of the Poetry Sage Family, listen up, I am Lin Su! Your Excellency plotted against me yesterday, and I know that I will not do secret things. Light comes to challenge you, come out!"

This loud shout, based on the Supreme Wenshan, performed the mighty power of writing with a superb literary heart, the sound waves covered the entire capital, and even outside the capital, the bells of Jinyan Temple were buzzing...

Your Majesty the Saint of Poetry, everyone looked up at the same time, all shocked!
Within the capital, all the pedestrians on the street stopped, and their faces changed drastically!

In the imperial city, His Majesty, who was sitting on the golden palace and was reading the memorial, suddenly raised his head, with a strange light in his eyes!
A green donkey was slowly galloping into the capital at this moment, and on the back of the green donkey, a young nun suddenly raised her head!

In Zhenbei Palace, Hongye was copying "The Song of Burying Flowers" by hand when his hand trembled suddenly, and a drop of ink dripped onto the paper...

On the top of the Pavilion of the Sage of Poetry, an old man with white beard and white hair was holding an ancient book in his hands. Hearing this loud shout suddenly, his face darkened suddenly, and the air around him seemed to freeze instantly.

The air froze for only a moment, and in the next moment, the white-haired old man Li Changgeng slowly stood up. When he stood up, his originally not tall figure looked down on Lin Su below as if standing on the ground.

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

"Little Zhuzi, do you also talk about challenges?" The eight characters are written in the air, and they are understated, but they show the demeanor of a master in the world.

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

"How to challenge?"

"Challenge you, of course it is poetry. I will write a title, you write a poem, and then you write a title, I will write a poem, and the time for writing a poem is limited to one stick of incense. Whoever has the better poem will win, and whoever His poems fail, he breaks his literary heart, and withdraws from the literary world!"

There was a big uproar.

A little-known kid who came from Great Cang to challenge the great elder of the poet sage family is a sensational anecdote in itself, and the bigger shock is that once their bet fails, they will break their literary hearts and quit the literary world ...

For literati, this is almost tantamount to gambling their heads.

Li Guihan was so anxious that she jumped up and down. Whether it was last night or today, she told him countless times not to quarrel with Li Changgeng. He also agreed, but now?Literary circles are betting on...

You bastard bastard, you lose and lose again...

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

The Great Elder of the Holy Family, the Saint of Poetry, is he an ordinary person?Why do you think you can beat him?

Li Changgeng's face was gloomy: "An ignorant person should withdraw from the literary world!... It's a gamble!"

"Heaven swears!" Lin Su pointed to the sky.

Li Changgeng also pointed to the sky: "The way of heaven is my oath!"

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

The Oath of Heaven is one level higher than the oath of Wen Dao. The oath of Wen Dao can be solved by the Wen Dao Exemption Order. Li Guihan has this kind of order on his body, and Li Changgeng will naturally have it, but the Oath of Heaven has nothing to do with it. untie.

Li Guihan's eyes were extremely serious, and a voice came to Lin Su's ears: "It's not that he doesn't know you, he dared to answer, and he must have prepared a very tricky question, so the question you gave him must be You have to be tricky, first pull down his poetry level, and then you will have a slight chance of winning!"

This suggestion is naturally correct. If you come up with a tricky topic, the other party 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 spit out a sentence: "There are no restrictions on the words, the only requirement is to be upright!"

Everyone in the city heard it, and they were all in shock. Is this the topic he asked?

Just need to be open and aboveboard, without any restrictions?

This topic is not difficult, and it can even be said that anyone can write it, even if he is not an aboveboard person, who doesn't advertise himself as an aboveboard person?
Such a poem, as the elder of the holy family of poets, has definitely written it, or in other words, he has unlimited material in his stomach.

When Li Guihan heard this question, he almost fell over. Just now he reminded you to ask a tricky question, and in a blink of an eye you came up with a sub-question. If you ask this question, at most you will take this opportunity to ridicule him... …

The Great Elder was also secretly happy. He never expected that Lin Su's question for him would be so easy to give points. It seems that today's goal is about to be achieved!

He is the Great Elder of the Holy Family of Poetry, and his current status is very different from Lin Su's. Lin Su approached him to challenge him, but he actually didn't have to answer—one sentence "you are not worthy" can send Lin Su far away Far.

But he took it, why?
It is because he has not forgotten his ultimate mission of coming to Beijing this time!
The head of the family gave him a strict order that Lin Su must be abolished. Yesterday he acted for this purpose. Unfortunately, when the first emperor came out of the mountain, his goal was not achieved. The mission originally failed. Today Lin Su came to his door and gave him a chance. He took the initiative to put forward an extremely serious bet: in the poetry competition, the loser will break his literary heart and quit the literary world.

As soon as the bet was made, Li Changgeng felt itchy.

(End of this chapter)