Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 519

As soon as he picked up the pen, all ten people on the opposite side looked down upon him. What are you pretending to be?Do you dare to say that you really don't know that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival?Didn't even know that brother Ni was married?It can only be explained that he made the draft, and the draft was related to Brother He's marriage.

It doesn't matter if the belly draft is written.It doesn't matter what you write, there is only one requirement, you must write original colorful poems for the first work.

This can't fool people, and don't even try to fool people.

After writing two lines, the golden light is dazzling, everyone is shocked, the poem is not finished, but the golden light is already shining, what kind of wonderful poem is this?

After two more lines, colorful lights appear.

In a blink of an eye, colorful...

Everyone was pale, Caizhulian and Zhang Yiyu's hearts were beating violently, a heart almost flew away...

Suddenly, the colorful sky disappeared completely, green lotuses bloomed in the sky and the earth, and once they came out, the sky covered the earth, and under the bright moon, there were green lotuses...

"Handed down!" The faces of the first ten disciples completely changed.

Zhang Yiyu and Caizhulian's expressions also changed.

The entire Nongsheng Sheng family suddenly fell silent...

Lines of big characters flowed through the air, and could be seen from a hundred miles away...

The holy voice recited: ""Water Tune Getou. Mid-Autumn Festival" When will the bright moon come? Ask the wine to the blue sky. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it? To figure out the shadow, why is it like in the world? Turn to Zhuge, a low-lying household, illuminate without sleep, there should be no hatred, why do things always turn to each other? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This is ancient and difficult, but May the people live forever, and enjoy the joys and joys of thousands of miles. The words will be handed down from generation to generation, and new cards will be opened, the author of the words, Da Cang Linsu!"

Lin Su continued to write, and wrote the last line in the Qinglian Manwu Room: "Brother Lin Zheng got married today. My younger brother is a hundred thousand miles away and cannot return home. I send this letter to my elder brother to congratulate the newlyweds."

Write down a "geese" character.

The golden paper turned into swan geese, and shot up through the sky, shooting towards the bright moon in the sky, the bright moon trembled slightly, and a golden light shot towards Haining, a hundred thousand miles away...

Haining, Lin Mansion.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the house is full of guests.

Lin Ying's big wedding is in progress.

There are a lot of guests today.

All the professors from Haining Academy came, including the fake professors Mo Qing and Feng Wu.

Even the students came, at least Lin Su's disciple Yang Chun was here. He was one of Lin Ying's companions in the big wedding. As soon as he came, he opened his eyes and looked for the master everywhere. He was a little disappointed when he learned that the master had not come back.

The four talented women in the capital are all here.

She had just played her world-famous pipa in front of the West Court Lvyi banquet.

The magistrate Yang arrived, Zeng Shigui arrived, and even a distinguished guest who hadn't thought of it beforehand arrived, and he was Songdu, the magistrate of Quzhou.

Song Du was counted from Lin's mother as a close relative of the Lin family. However, everyone in the Lin family was wary of Song Du. The relationship with him was nonsense. However, Song Du came over thousands of miles in person and brought A bunch of Quzhou officials gave the Lin family enough face, and the Lin family naturally treated them as distinguished guests and treated them carefully.

At present, it has entered the stage of "Second Worship High Hall". The newlyweds kneel in front of Lin's mother and worship the new tea...

Song Du's eyes drifted away, looking at the bright moon in the sky...

"My lord, it's true that Lin Su hasn't come back. It seems that he went to a certain holy family as rumored in the capital." The governor Wendao next to him transmitted the voice.

"It is indeed logical for him to go to the Holy Family, but this person's behavior is often subversive, and I always feel that there is something wrong with it." Song Du sent a voice transmission.

After the wedding tea was served, the master of ceremonies pulled his neck and shouted loudly: "Husband and wife pay respects..."

Lin Zheng and Princess Hongying stood face to face, bowed deeply, and Hongying's eyes were full of tears. This bow, I waited for three full years, during which there were so many twists and turns, she and him were almost torn apart, and turned into heaven and earth. Shuangfeike, his brother Lin Su, made a move under almost impossible circumstances to make their wishes come true in this life.

Marrying into the Lin family today, what she wants to see the most is her brother-in-law, and she wants to thank him the most, but he hasn't come back...

If there is any regret in this wedding, it is undoubtedly this one.

At this moment, the moon in the sky suddenly brightened, and the moon seemed to suddenly become ten times brighter...

A golden light shot from the moon, passed through the sky, passed through the high-rise buildings, and fell on Lin Zheng's hand. It was a piece of gold paper, and the gold paper turned into a picture.

On the screen is the central square of Nongsheng Shengjia. Lin Su stood on the square and smiled slightly at him: "Brother Lin Zheng got married today, and my younger brother is far away a hundred thousand miles away and cannot return home. I send this letter to my elder brother." , Congratulations on the wedding."

The picture turns into a round of bright moon, hanging high, and the sky is full of green lotus floating down, accompanied by an earth-shattering song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"...

"... I hope you will live forever, and share the beautiful beauty of thousands of miles... If the words are passed down from generation to generation, I will give you the cultural treasure 'Moon Flower Wheel'!" As soon as the holy voice fell, the bright moon in the sky turned into a small light spot and shot into the center of Lin Zheng's eyebrows.

"Handed down Qingci!" Haining was completely blown away...

Dozens of old people at the banquet exclaimed at the same time...

God, my illness suddenly recovered.

My injury... is gone!What's going on?

This is the prestige of the Holy Treasure, a gift from the temple in exchange for a poem handed down from generation to generation by the third master Lin a hundred thousand miles away.

Thank you, third son!

Xie Lin Mansion!
Dozens of old men knelt down at the same time...

Lin Ying looked at the moon, feeling ups and downs...

Only he knows the true magical effect of the Moon Flower Wheel...

As soon as this round came out, all the injuries disappeared. In the future, the frontier army will fight, and his army will not be afraid of injuries.

There is another case, this treasure is not close to all evils, it is a great tonic for the human race, and it is comparable to the most poisonous poison for the demon race...

The wedding gift given to him by his third brother a hundred thousand miles away was simply a border weapon tailor-made for him!
"Haha!" Baoshan laughed loudly: "I said that this kid is absent from such an important occasion, and he will be fined three jars of wine in the future. Once this handed down poem arrives, it will finally be complete!"

"That's right!" Ding Chengru who was next to him laughed and said, "Handed down Qing Ci to congratulate the newlyweds, it's too high-end, it's the first time in nine countries and thirteen states..."

Mother Lin smiled, full of pride...

The girls in the west courtyard laughed, full of pride...

Even the little Yang Chun at Lin Ying's feet laughed, not knowing why he was so proud...

Song Du and the governor looked at each other, and they found the answer they were looking for when they entered Haining. Lin Su really went to the Holy Family, and the totem of the Nongsheng Holy Family behind him cannot be faked.

Mo Qing and Feng Wu also looked at each other...

"Why the farmhouse? What impresses him about the farmhouse?" Mo Qing sighed leisurely.

Ever since she heard that Lin Su would use the way of the Holy Family to reach the heavens, the Holy Family has moved one after another, including her Mo family. The order given to her by the Patriarch of her family is to make Lin Su use the way of the Mohists to reach the heavens, so as to form a good relationship .The orders Feng Wu received were similar, and Taoism, as far as she knew, had also taken action. However, the result seemed to come out today, the farmhouse, Lin Su chose the farmhouse.

"What impresses him, it can only be a woman!" Feng Wu pondered there: "It is said that all the women in the peasant family are dressed as village girls, what's so good? The Mohist saint with big breasts, watery eyes and bright eyes Girls don't flirt, and they ran hundreds of thousands of miles to seduce a village girl, what kind of bullshit eyes, I really convinced him..."

Mo Qing looked at Feng Wu who was putting on a face, and felt quite impulsive - the urge to beat someone up.

In the side room, behind the curtain, the four girls in the capital looked at Qinglian who had not completely dispersed outside the window, all fascinated.

Xie Xiaoyan let out a long breath: "The "Sapphire Case" that day made no one dare to write lyrics during the Yuan Festival, and now he is doing it again during the Mid-Autumn Festival... I kind of understand those people in the literary world, why they hate him so much gone."

There are no words after this word, which should be the highest evaluation standard for poets.

"Sapphire Case" occupies Shangyuan, "Water Tune Getou" occupies Mid-Autumn Festival, how do you let others mess up...

Above the Yangtze River, the bright moon is like a quilt, softly sprinkled on the surface of the river.

A big boat rocked gently by the river.

A woman dressed as a man looks at the sky, her eyes are like the river below her feet, shimmering...

A maid came behind her, picked up a cloak, and gently put it on her shoulders: "Princess, go back to the cabin. It's autumn, and the night is cool."

"Xing'er, you go back first, I still have a look at the moon." The princess said softly.

"Princess, don't be like this...Young Master Lin didn't mean to break your agreement, he really has something important to do, and he is in the Holy Family a hundred thousand miles away..."

"He didn't break the promise! Even if he wasn't in Haining, I still saw him in Haining, and his "Water Tune Getou", which will be recorded in the annals of history, he has fulfilled the promise of Mid-Autumn Festival. This shoe is unprecedented! "The princess's face was full of brilliance, and the more she spoke, the more brisk she was, why was she ever a little bit lost?
She is Princess Hongye.

Hong Ying married into the Lin family, and she dressed in men's clothing and joined the sending team to see her off.

Just because of one point, she made a Mid-Autumn Festival appointment with Lin Su. The poem "Osmanthus osmanthus is time-saving and repaid" that Lin Su wrote to her is the Mid-Autumn Festival appointment.

She saw with her own eyes the wonderful scene of sweet-scented osmanthus blooming in Beichuan, Yishui, and the joy and peace of her sister marrying into the Lin family, but she did not see the person she was dating.

Tomorrow, she was going back to the ancient country of Nanyang. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, a poem handed down from ancient times brought his image and appeared in front of her eyes across a hundred thousand miles. Their Mid-Autumn Festival agreement was fulfilled in this way.

This mid-autumn date, if it falls into the eyes of ordinary women, it is infinite resentment, you dead ghost invites my family to come over, release the pigeons of my family, my family is dead... But she is not an ordinary woman, she is intellectual and knowing, she is happy He told Xing'er that Mr. Lin did not break the appointment, and met me in such a unique way.
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A masterpiece of the world, accompanied by Yuehua set off a climax of the wedding banquet in Haining.

A poem handed down from generation to generation also set off a turbulent wave in Nongsheng Sheng's family.

No one questioned Lin Su's identity any more, because the temple directly told the whole world that he was Lin Su.

More than a dozen disciples in front bowed at the same time.

In the depths of the Holy Family, several figures flew up...

Zhang Yiyu and Caizhulian were full of excitement, and they both read something different from each other's eyes.

They also like poetry, but what they focus on is not only poetry.

They were still thinking a moment ago how to escape from the cruel world and return to Dacang smoothly, but Lin Su did it the next moment.

What does this move mean?
It means that Lin Su has completed a magnificent transformation of his identity. He is no longer the first master of Lingyun who walks the road of Jianghu, but the first master of Qinglian who walks the road of Wen.The two identities are vastly different, almost the biggest difference in identities. It is impossible for anyone to overlap the two. Even if there are clues pointing to this layer, those people will doubt themselves.

Lingyun Shouzun wanted to return to Dacang, and he was hunted down from all directions, and there were many difficulties.

But Qinglian's first master wants to go back to Dacang, who will stop him?
At least, people on the path of practice are not so crazy.

His journey back to his hometown is not that difficult. He just needs to take off his practice clothes, put on a scholar's clothes, and write a poem.

A person landed in the air, and all the young people bowed deeply at the same time: "See the elder!"

The person who came was none other than Jia Wuyu, the Sanwu Elder who lived in Haining for more than ten days that day.

Elder Jia smiled all over his face: "The third son wrote a colorful poem that day, 'From now on, if you can take the time to ride the moon, you can knock on the door all night with a stick'. The old man has been looking forward to the son coming to knock on the door. , Knocking out a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages, haha..."

Lin Su smiled: "Elder, stop talking like that, if you say that again, I directly suspect that you arranged for these brothers to block the way today."

"Haha..." Elder Jia looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and all the disciples also laughed.

With this smile, the atmosphere completely relaxed. Lin Su entered the farmhouse, and immediately there was an extremely harmonious atmosphere.

"Third Young Master, please..."

Lin Su and the two daughters followed Jia Wuyu for three steps, and entered a quiet farm world, beautiful fields, field huts, and a couplet written on the huts.

The courtyard door opened, and there was a stove inside, with a blazing fire, a hook above it, and a hanging pot with bacon smelling fragrant...

Both Zhang Yiyu and Caizhulian were shocked.

It wasn't that they were surprised by the high treatment, on the contrary, they were surprised that the treatment was a bit low. Lin Su is the number one master of Qinglian, shouldn't you open a Jingxian Pavilion or something like that, but serve the food and drinks? ?

You get a farm stove and cook everything in this pot.

Although it smells really good, but this specification is really not high.

Lin Su sighed: "The elder welcomes the guests in the literary world, and Su Haosheng admires his broad-mindedness."

Zhang Yiyu and Caizhulian were shocked at the same time, they are not ordinary people, they know the literary world, what is the literary world?The most private place of Wendao Gaoren is equivalent to the domain world of practitioners.

Such a place is absolutely private.

No one is open to the outside world.

Because this is the greatest secret of practitioners.

Once it is opened, it is equivalent to giving away one's own practice method, practice realm, and the capital of the bottom of the box.

The expert in the literary world in front of him actually directly opened up his literary world and invited them in. This open-mindedness, this frankness, and this sincerity made them feel at a loss.

Elder Jia laughed and said, "This old man is nicknamed San Wu, do you know which San Wu it is?"

"It doesn't matter if you are free?" Lin Su said.

The elder laughed loudly: "Although it's not very accurate, the general meaning is the same! When you meet the right person, the old literary world is the place to welcome you!"

Meet the right person, just five words, full of sincerity.

Zhang Yiyu couldn't help thinking, what if he meets the wrong person?Is the literary world just a burial ground?
Of course, she wouldn't say that.

Sit down by the fire pond, each with a bowl of farm wine...

The wine is still muddy...

The elder held up the wine bowl: "Come here today, do you have something important to do?"

(End of this chapter)